Northern Jin Dynasty, at the end of April of the third year of Longan, went to the Beijing Palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the rain stopped, the crescent moon hung in the night sky again, the breeze was gentle, and the fragrance of grass and earth hit people's faces.

Su Huan carried a small food box out of the back door of the Qingguan Pavilion and went to the narrow and secluded back alley to feed the cats.

These cats in the palace were the pets in the arms of the nobles in the early years, and in recent years, the palace has been scarce, and the small hairy balls that were held in the arms of the nobles in the past are naturally no one cares about them, and they are left to fend for themselves. However, for them, there is no one to take care of them, and there is no control, and life is quite free.

Su Huan fed them, not to pity them, but to envy their freedom, the majestic palace wall is just a place for them to rest in the sun. And she, every time she looked up at the palace wall, she could only sigh. She has been in this world for eight years, and she knows nothing about the world outside the palace.

Originally, Su Huan came to feed the cats in the evening, and enjoyed the sunset by the way. But recently, the regent, the queen mother and the little emperor have come, and there are suddenly many more people in the palace, the sun does not set, and those wild cats dare not show their faces easily, so Su Huan had to change the feeding time to after the key.

"Ahri, Ahri, Ahri......" Su Huan kept a broth to pour over the rice, and softly called a yellow-spotted tanuki cat. It was a little female cat who had just given birth to a kitten, so Su Huan took special care of it. After three or two calls, a delicate voice responded softly, and then a yellow shadow stepped out gracefully from the dark corner. What made Su Huan even happier was that it was followed by two small hairballs - the same milky yellow markings as its mother.

"Is this your baby?" Su Huan was very happy to have such trust from it, and she wanted to step forward and touch the two little milk cats. Suddenly, someone covered his mouth from behind, his neck was cold, and the sharp steel knife had cut a thin blood mark. The porcelain plate in her hand shattered to the ground with a clatter. The sound alarmed the guards, and in an instant, countless torches came in this direction.

"I promise, when you speak, the head on your neck will also fall to the ground." The deep voice was calm and composed.

Su Huan has survived twice, and has never encountered any danger, his mind is blank at the moment, his eyes are wide and he nodded dumbly, and he stiffened his body and let the man drag him into the back door of the Qing Pavilion - when Su Huan came out, he only covered the door, which was cheaper for the man.

Listening to the search sound of the guards outside the door, Su Huan's heart rose to his throat.

On the one hand, she hopes that the protectors can be searched into the courtyard, otherwise when the guards are far away, the man will not have to kill himself!

On the other hand, she was afraid of being found by the guards. It's just a small classic, where will the protector put it in his eyes, and if it's not good, it will become collateral damage.

While she was thinking wildly, someone shouted in the distance, and the guards who were searching outside withdrew like the wind.

The big hand covering Su Huan's face finally let go, and the faint smell of blood was blown into Su Huan's nose by the night breeze, and at the same time, the man suddenly flashed in front of her. Su Huan covered his eyes violently and said in a trembling voice: "Hero, I didn't see it, I didn't see anything!" Don't kill me, don't kill me! ”

"You think you're going to let you go if you don't see me?"

The man's cold voice made Su Huan's vest chill when he heard it, and he forced himself to settle down, and there was a cry in his voice, "I won't denounce it, really!" And you killed me, leaving behind a corpse, and it did you no good. ”

"You don't have to worry about this, destroying the corpse is not difficult for me."

Hearing the words "destroying corpses and destroying traces", Su Huan made up various scenes of dismemberment of corpses in film and television dramas in his previous life, and was so frightened that he was cold, and barely squeezed out a sentence, "Although I said so, ...... wasting time?"

"Enough!"

was suddenly drunk by the man, Su Huan's legs weakened, he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and broke down and cried, "Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

"If you cry again, your head will be lost!"

Su Huan was so frightened by this sentence that she suppressed her crying and wiped her tears desperately. Therefore, I didn't see the man's bored expression at all.

"Get up and go into the house."

In front of her was a blade glowing with cold light, Su Huan got up honestly with a white face, and only then did she notice that there was a wound on the man's right shoulder, and the cloth wrapped in the wound was soaked with oozing blood, and the original ornament could not be seen at all.

The palace is vast and sparsely populated, so even Su Huan's seven-grade classics have their own residence.

In the small corner courtyard in the southeast corner of the Qing Pavilion, there are three small main rooms, and there is a small wing room under the west wall. There is a half black throttle on the east side, which is connected with the hall and leads directly to the main courtyard of the Qing Pavilion. The door is locked every time it is changed.

There was no sound in the small courtyard, and Su Huan trembled slightly and led the person into his room.

"Take this pill and I'll spare your life."

As soon as she entered the room, Su Huan closed her eyes tightly, stood with her back to her, and when she heard the man's words, she opened her eyes suspiciously and turned around. In the man's palm was a black-purple pill, like a pill of colored brown sugar.

"What is this?" Su Huan shuddered and asked, what if he died of anger as soon as he ate it!

"Poison." The man's answer was very simple, "Don't worry, its medicinal onset is very slow, as long as you do what I instruct, I will give you the antidote before the effect of the drug occurs." ”

It's not that if you don't eat it, Su Huan stared at the pill and struggled for a long time.

Eventually, he closed his eyes and swallowed the pill.

"Now, go get some clear water." The man sat down with the handrail, Su Huan glared at his tall figure, and walked out of the house angrily.

When Su Huan came back, the man was already sitting shirtless on the couch, scratching his wound there with a dagger in his hand against the lamp. As soon as Su Huan exclaimed, he was interrupted by the man, "What's the matter, don't come over to help." ”

"Yes." Su Huan stepped forward like a puppet, but he didn't know what to do, and his eyes were full of only the bloody wound on the man's right shoulder.

In her previous life, she was just a bit of a dull librarian, because she was not in good health, and she stayed at home except for work. Although she has become a palace maid in this life, the nature of her work has not changed. She lives in a simple and simple environment, and has never seen such a scary scene.

"Do you hear me, take out the arrow!"

The man's angry shouts frightened Su Huan. It turned out that the man had lowered his dagger and glared at her—the eyes of two wolves, as if ready to pounce on her and tear her to shreds.

Su Huan unconsciously took a step back, the man's eyes were as sharp as man, he vigorously grabbed her round wrist, brought it closer, and sprayed a burning snort on Su Huan's face, "Is it a little too late to run now?" ”

Su Huan trembled with fright, the flesh and blood were blurred under the light, and the arrows deeply embedded in the muscles and bones were faintly visible. Su Huan hesitated again and again, tremblingly stretched out his slender jade-like hand, grabbed the slightly exposed arrow feather, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm going to pull it out." ”