The mysterious man hidden in the darkness was silent for a while, but he didn't expect that this person would have a hippie smile after encountering a threat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man remained silent, threw a ball of paper that had been folded repeatedly towards Jiang Xiaolou, and said in a hoarse voice: "Give this thing to Master Duan, and she will find what she wants." ”

Jiang Xiaolou caught the small ball of paper and looked at the black shadow suspiciously for a long time, "Why should we believe you?" ”

"Believe it or not." The man snorted disdainfully, then turned and left, and the strange figure disappeared after a few flashes.

The cold wind whizzed across his body, and Jiang Xiaolou couldn't help but shiver. He looked at the small folded note in his hand, and scratched at his already messy hair, his eyes full of doubt.

This person actually knows Duan Qingcheng, who is he in the end?

He returned to Duan Chengcheng's house and opened the note given by the mysterious man, and by the faint light of the candle, there was only the concise word 'Plum Garden' on it.

Plum Garden? What does this mean, is it the name of a house? Or is it an allusion to something else? Could it be that the relics of the Buddha bones that they couldn't find are hidden here?

He thought about it again and again, and finally decided to go to Allure and come back, and a mysterious person who knew her identity appeared in the palace, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse......

Jiang Xiaolou looked for Duan Chengcheng again, but he didn't know who he was looking for, but at the moment he was drunk in that hidden garden called Plum Garden.

After a few rounds of drinking, a few wisps of pink gradually surfaced on her fair cheeks, and her originally cold eyes were also stained with a little confusion and confusion.

Gong Ling looked at her with a three-point lucid consciousness, he only felt that his brain was in chaos, and he was drowsy several times, but he was unwilling, so he lost to a guard, saying that he had lost his face as an emperor.

There were empty wine jars all around, and they were discarded on the ground, and there were more than a dozen altars in the count, Duan Chengcheng held the wine jar in one hand and supported his head with the other, slanting his eyes at the person opposite her who was already drunk and dying, and unconsciously bent his eyebrows.

After watching it for a long time, she suddenly laughed, "Like you...... Pampered canaries in cages...... Don't even think about beating me......"

"You're the canary!" Gong Ling was furious and wanted to shoot the case, but he was so drunk that he didn't have the slightest strength to get up, he pointed at her angrily and said, "Be careful to cure you for a big disrespectful crime......

When she heard this, she just changed her hand to support her head with a hazy smile, "You cure you, I'm not afraid of you." ”

"......" Gong Ling looked at her and smiled, not knowing how to refute it, a deep sense of powerlessness arose, how could he feel so helpless? Why did he feel like the person in front of him had suddenly changed today?

Did you drink too much? He glanced at the jar lying on the ground, and said she had drunk six jars......

But there is no doubt that this man drank too much, but when he smiled, he was inexplicably good-looking, more beautiful than all the men and women he had ever seen.

He couldn't help but think, how could there be such a man who moved him? Unless...... She wasn't a man in the first place......

"Has anyone ever said that you look good when you laugh?" Gong Ling stared at her without a trace, and only the remaining three points of sobriety revealed a little warmth.

"Good-looking?" She was stunned suddenly, and the intoxicating smile froze on her face, slowly reverting to indifference and disappointment.

She didn't know why, she wanted to cry at this time, but she couldn't, and she didn't cry when she died.

"You know what? There was once a man who was the best for me, but before I could laugh at him, he died, and he died for me......"

She straightened up, her right hand lightly tapping the edge of the wine jar, the coldness in her eyes gradually turned into sadness, flowing on her alluring face, "Later, there was another person who said the same thing to me like you, and he was also very good to me, so good that my heart was almost full of him...... But I only found out today that he may not really be nice to me......"

As she spoke, she was afraid that she would really cry, so she tried her best to show a senseless smile, but there was already a light mist under her eyes.

"Why does your story sound so pessimistic......" Gong Ling was a little embarrassed at this time, more because of such deep sadness that made him feel at a loss, he suddenly began to regret saying that, so that she would not have this expression.

He sighed and comforted, "But the latter you mentioned may have some last resort? You don't have to be so pessimistic, you just ask for yourself? ”

"Perhaps, I hope he just has a hard time......" She listened to him, and the sadness in her expression finally subsided a little.

Gong Ling didn't say anything more, and poured another sip of wine, causing a dizziness.

He looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly felt that as soon as he closed his eyes, the person would be gone. This feeling made his heart a little more flustered......

"Duan Qing, are you willing to stay in the palace all the time and be my guard?" He asked half-drunk, half-conscious, although he had already guessed the real answer......

"Why do you think I have a choice?" She asked him in a wooden manner, but a trace of surprise inevitably flashed in her cold eyes, and this question really made her unable to answer.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking casually......" Gong Ling shook his head, lying on the edge of the table groggily, his intuition told him that he couldn't keep this person. The deep sleepiness hit, and he wanted to get drunk a little longer, because it was not often that he could be so unscrupulous.

The wine was on his head, Duan Tingcheng opened his misty eyes, looked at Gong Ling who was asleep on the table, and pulled the corners of her lips in a daze, she seemed to be drunk more than him.

She shook her heavy head vigorously, then closed her eyes slightly. She didn't know how much she had drunk, she had only drunk a few times before, but this time, she felt like she had drunk all the wine in her life. And she's still drunk here with the emperor, which is just ridiculous......

She also lay on the table, and gradually fell asleep in a daze, the fire in the house gradually went out, and the cold was gradually forcing into the house in the winter night......

There was a hint of urgency in the wind outside, and she instinctively recovered a trace of hearing from her daze.

This place is located in the middle of nowhere, and there are no other palace residences around, but where does the sound of trampling grass come from in the wind?

Suddenly opened her eyes, the cold chill startled the candlelight, she stood up suddenly, a dizziness caused her stomach to turn upside down, and she felt uncomfortable for a while.

But the owner of those footsteps had already entered the garden, and she could vaguely judge from the sound of the footsteps that the other party was at least no less than ten.

"Hurry up! You're in trouble again......" She slapped her palm on the table like the wind, and the table collapsed after a loud bang, and the sudden attack frightened Gong Ling almost to the point of dissipation.

"What are you doing!" Gong Ling stood up with his aching head, and it felt very uncomfortable to be suddenly awakened, and he felt that his heart was about to beat.

"What are you angry about, they are much more presumptuous than me......" She frowned unhappily, raised her hand and pointed out the door, and complained as if she was drunk: "Why do you have more enemies than me?" ”

", we'll find out when you sit in that position and try it out." He glared at her groggily, how could she suddenly become so talkative?.

But no matter how drunk he was, he could feel that they were surrounded, and there were quite a few of them. In a few moments, a group of black-clad assassins burst into the house, staring at the drunken duo.

Duan Chengcheng looked at the black-clothed man in front of her, and shook her body unconsciously, she turned her head to look at Gong Ling with a blank face, "Then what should I do now......

"What to do?" Gong Ling was feeling a headache, and when he heard such a question, his heart almost collapsed, "I should ask you this sentence!" Are you a guard or am I a guard? ”

After Gong Ling finished yelling at her, she saw that her brows were wrinkled deeper, and she looked innocently at her empty hands, "But I didn't bring a knife......" (To be continued.) )