Ah, here you go again. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info you really want to take me away, Yan Shi.

Yan Shi, actually, I really miss you. Over the past few years, I've often wondered what would have happened if I hadn't done something like this. What will happen to Bao'er?

Zhimei, she is a good wife. But she is different from you, and Hong'er and Bao'er are not the same. If Bao'er had been born, what would it be like now? I'm afraid I'm two years older than Hong'er. If he were alive, would he be able to read and write poetry now? Will you argue with the Master? Will you be coquettish?

Ah, what a beautiful night tonight.

Look how round the moon is.

Will you forgive me? Are you and Boa waiting for me?

Yan Shi, I'm coming......

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It was midnight, Ling Yu was a little tired of reaching out and yawning, and it really came tonight.

She picked her moon-white nails, Shi Shiran stepped on the lotus step, and walked towards Ji Yanzhi's bedroom. After only two steps, her expression suddenly became cold, frowned slightly, as if she heard something that made her helpless, she raised her hand with displeasure on her face, and there was a faint sound of breaking the air flickering, and the room not far away remembered a dull "bang", and it was quiet again in an instant.

Humans, such pathetic creatures. Since you have asked for so, I might as well take over your business.

A smile crossed the corner of the woman's lips, but her eyes were cold and still like a pool of stagnant water.

Ji Liu in the bedroom looked at the suddenly cracked white silk in disbelief, and Ji Yanzhi, who fell to the ground, did not move, but he could still see the slight rise and fall in his chest and abdomen. Ji Liu's face flashed with murderous intent, but the dagger in his hand was already tightly pinched in the palm of his hand.

"Ah, the second son and the eldest prince are really brothers, this late and late night don't go to bed in their own bed, what are you doing in this eldest son's 'haunted' Ning Yuan? Aren't you afraid that if you don't pay attention, your eldest brother's thin life will be taken away by that ghost monster? ”

The woman's coquettish voice came with a smile, and the man with the murder weapon did not look back, he squatted beside his eldest brother, holding the dagger in his hand, but he raised his hand violently but he had already stabbed the unconscious man in the chest!

"Well, it's very difficult for me to do this, second son, you're really an unlovely person."

Before the words fell, the dagger that shone with a silvery-white metallic glow in the moonlight had already fallen into Ling Yu's hand. The delicate knives inlaid with red and white jewels fluttered between her long white fingers, and the woman's light and casual movements seemed to be playing with some hairpin jewelry.

"It's really a beautiful dagger, it's made by Yuezhu Pavilion... Well, you can't do that, I'll tell you to stop touching your big brother. ”

The woman seemed to throw the dagger in her hand with some displeasure, "Since you are so disobedient......" As soon as she turned around, her body was already standing in front of the bloodless Ji Liu.

She tilted her head to look at the other party, and the playfulness in her eyes made the man feel an indescribable sense of fear for the first time in his life.

"It's better to ...... You're going to play with me. You say, what kind of death do you want to choose? ”

The woman in red was smiling like a flower, as if she had received some extremely interesting toy.

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Ji Fu couldn't sleep.

He didn't know what he was thinking, worried about his eldest brother, or thinking about the girl Ling who was murderous but couldn't let go? Murder is like hemp...... He let these four words roll in his mouth repeatedly, but he felt that Miss Ling could not be regarded as a murderer.

Did she kill someone? Did she kill someone, or did those people hurt themselves? He thought, Miss Ling, she ...... It's just devouring the soul, right......

He tossed and turned in his bed and thought about it, and finally sat up.

Ji Fu casually took a purple coat and put it on, walked out of his yard boredly, paced in the garden, and unconsciously walked to the Ning Courtyard.

Miss Ling, she ...... What are you doing? He thought, but he felt that he couldn't guess her, so he sighed secretly, he swayed his body, and walked to the door of the guest room where Ling Yu lived, intentionally or unintentionally.

The night was very quiet, it should be the relationship that the people in the entire courtyard had been moved to other courtyards, and there was silence in the Ning courtyard, and in front of the guest room, a man dressed as a scholar was sitting on the bluestone slab, holding a small pot in his hand, and seemed to be drinking to the moon.

“… The heart is the genus, forget the present, remember the eve, and pay this half of your life to the white head. ”

"He? What... Why is it not white? ”

Hearing this, the scholar turned his head, pursed his lower lip, and nodded at Ji Fu.

"Where's Miss Ling?"

"Naturally, I went into business." The man's voice was soft, with a sense of exhaustion.

"Business? I thought ......," Ji Fu said, but he didn't know what to say.

He Feibai raised his head and took another sip of wine, and was silent for a long time, he glanced at Ji Fu, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was faint, and he only heard him say, "You, it's different." ”

"Different? Not the same with whom? The young rich boy didn't know why, frowned and asked, but He Feibai no longer paid attention to him, but looked at the bright moon indifferently.

The man who was only wearing a coat stood a little staggered for a while, after all, it was the middle of the night and the rain was heavy, and he couldn't stand the cold, so he sat down in embarrassment. He Fei's white face did not change, he was still so silent, but he handed the wine jug in his hand to the other party.

Ji Fu was stunned, reached out and took the jade wine jug, raised his hand, and poured himself a big mouthful. The spicy alcohol slid coldly down his throat, bringing a warm burning sensation, and just one sip warmed his whole body. He handed the rest back to He Feibai, but the man dressed as a scholar didn't answer, but listened intently, he stayed for a moment, and couldn't help frowning two sword eyebrows.

Ji Fu only heard him sigh leisurely, "Follow me." ”

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"Ah, second son, you are really insincere, why were you caught by me again, you won't run away!"

The woman's voice struck Ji Liu's eardrums, and he felt his head swell and swell, as if he couldn't hear what the other party was saying.

"Hmm, I forgot, the last time you were caught by me, you broke your hamstring, it's really pitiful, you climbed so hard to climb so far?"

Ji Liu couldn't speak, as if his five senses were closed, he didn't feel pain, he didn't even feel tired, he couldn't hear Ling Yu's words clearly, but he knew what she was talking about, and the clear female voice was directly inserted into his head like a brain language.

It's scary, it's really scary...... Don't torture me, just kill me! Oh no, no, no, no, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die......

The man looked at the woman pleadingly, his lips squirming as he opened and closed, but the woman's thin white hand had already caressed his neck, and the smooth salary increase caused him goosebumps all over his body.

"Second brother? Miss Ling?! ”

An exclamation suddenly burst into Ling Yu's ears. The woman who heard the sound chuckled.

"Click!"

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Everyone!! Long time no see!! Persimmon is really busy this semester and can't stop, so I'm really sorry for being off for so long! After that, persimmon is estimated to be updated from time to time, and there is no way to guarantee that one more per day really wants to say sorry to everyone again! Thank you for still looking forward to the story of Ling Yu (is there really anyone still watching?). ）！ Thank you!