Anyone who is obedient is comfortable to listen to, and Ji Yuluo is no exception. His heart was relieved, but he snorted coldly and changed the topic, "Does Childe plan to live here for the rest of his life?" ”

"I don't think so." Tianlou turned his head to look at Ji Yuluo again, the kindness in his eyes spread, but there was a hint of coldness in an instant, and he paused, "Ten years of lonely cold, I'm waiting, waiting for someone to arrive." ”

A cold wind swept by, and the pear blossoms trembled. Ji Yuluo shuddered and took a step under the tree, "Wait for your red face?" ”

Tianlou lowered his head, was silent for a while, took off the white clothes outside, and carefully draped Ji Yuluo. The negative hand still looked at Pear Blossom, "The person who is waiting is not her." She's not coming. ”

A blush appeared on Ji Yuluo's cheeks. The white clothes fell to Tianlou's hand, and she hurriedly walked the way she came.

"The princess is like a pear blossom, ice and jade. There are things that can be done, and there are things that cannot be done. The princess can think twice about everything. lest the nightmare come true. ”

As if the words of consolation came from behind, Ji Yuluo stopped and slowly turned back.

At this moment, she really felt that Tianlou must have noticed something. Perhaps, after ten years of studying word measurement, he figured out that she was a fake princess, and knew what she was going to do.

The hand in her sleeve tightened, and finally she gave up the killing intent with good intentions.

After dinner, the cold night soon came.

Granny Zhang talked about Xiao Gui's punishment for knocking melon seeds, and her eyebrows fluttered. Speaking of Xiao Gui's mouth was broken and on fire, she couldn't stop laughing.

Ji Yuluo, who was sitting cross-legged on the mattress, also had fun for a while. Freshen up. Seeing that the hour was not early, he called off Mrs. Zhang and Xiao Zhao and drank wine alone.

Her long hair was entrusted to the bunk, her white pajamas were spread out like flowers, and she was more and more beautiful in the hazy light.

When she was about to leave the palace, Ji Ming felt sorry for her that the night was long in the cold mountain, and the time was difficult, so he specially asked the palace people to bring a jar of wine.

The glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine makes the wine more thoughtful.

After a few glasses, her cheeks were slightly red, slightly drunk, and she saw things a little.

Outside the door, the air swayed, and there was the sound of birds flapping their wings. It sounded familiar to her.

She was half taken aback by the drunkenness. Pulling on her skirt and running to the door. Listen intently for a while, and then pull the door open.

The wind and snow immediately hit your face, and the cold seeped into your skin. And a white carrier pigeon stands on the courtyard wall. The snow-white feathers shivered slightly in the cold wind.

"Cher!" Ji Yuluo smiled happily, pulled her skirt and ran quickly to the wall, tiptoeing, reached out to hold the white pigeon, and took off the small note tied to its foot.

He stroked the head of the white dove lovingly, leaned into his face and kissed it, his eyes were full of beauty, and he let it fly with both hands.

The white dove spread its wings and flew up, and a little white quickly disappeared from her field of vision.

She entered the house with a little melancholy. When you close the door, take another look at the courtyard and rest assured! Gently close the door.

Lean under the lamp and spread out the paper.

The words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing made Ji Yuluo's brows jump and she felt cold.

'Kill the man who lives in the eastern courtyard. ’

The words were written on a moonlit night. Accompanied day and night, she taught each other, and she recognized his handwriting.

Since the landslide occurred on a snowy day in Benmyung Mountain five years ago, it is necessary to take a detour to Ewha Temple. And it takes two days to travel from here to the imperial city, and it is so far away, how can the moonlit night know the existence of the heavenly tower so quickly? And that man is a weak man.

Katsura! It must have been the punishment of Xiao Gui to take revenge, and the flying pigeon sent a letter to the moonlit night to report her late-night conversation with Tianlou.

"It seems that the punishment is not enough." Ji Yuluo slapped her palm heavily on the old wooden table, her teeth squeaking.

The tea splashed everywhere, and Ji Yuluo walked back and forth in the house in a frustrated manner. Ruthless. changed into a delicate red dress, covered his face, like a bloody Shura, and went out.

There was a strange silence in the east courtyard, so quiet that even Ji Yuluo's own breathing could be heard.

She flew over the stone table to the old wooden door behind it. Stick to the door and listen to the movement inside.

When the day comes, this door is hidden, and if you guess correctly, the mysterious man Tianlou lives in this room.

After listening for a moment or so, Ji Yuluo finally caught the sound of people's breathing.

She was secretly happy in her heart, and pulled out a hosta from her hair, and her hair was silky and spread out like water, and she gently flicked the latch.

Sneaking in silently, like a ghost.

The vast white of the snow filtered in through the white paper of the window, and the room was faintly visible.

The layout of this house is the same as the one where Ji Yuluo lives, only slightly smaller, except for a table in front of the window, and a few books on it, there is no furniture or anything decent.

On the opposite side of the wall, on C, the man slept on his side. Face inward. An even snoring sound indicates that the man slept soundly.

The silver needle was twisted on the tip of her finger, and there was a wisp of unbearability between Ji Yuluo's eyebrows. But she can't disobey the order of the moonlit night, no matter what, she will kill Tianlou.

A little cold light popped out from the tip of his finger, pierced through the darkness, and shot towards the man with a murderous aura.

The man flicked as he had imagined, and then returned to his dream.

The golden silk bounced back with a whoosh, and the silver needle silently returned to the fingertips. Ji Yuluo curled her hair up and down, leaving a sigh, and opened the wooden door and stepped out.

When I came to the courtyard where I lived, I looked around, and pushed one of the rooms in the row of houses on the side and entered.

A frightened female voice immediately sounded in the room, followed by the sound of a leap falling to the ground.

In the darkness, the red shadow forced the person who jumped off C like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, the slender jade fingers also grabbed the person's neck.

A faint fragrance wafted through the room, a special incense used by the royal family.

Xiao Gui stood stiffly, not daring to move.

Ji Yuluo smiled coldly on her face, and the fragrance of Rulan sprayed from her pink lips to Xiao Gui's face, and her eyes were full of mockery, "I warned you more than once not to mind my business, you dare to carry my flying pigeon behind my back?" ”

Xiao Gui's face turned red, and he said in a hurry: "I...... I'm afraid that the prince will not be good for the princess......"

Ji Yuluo slowly let go of her hand and took Xiao Gui's hand and put it in her palm. Then he gently played with the nails of Xiao Gui's left fingers.

The nails are pointy and make a soft click under the plucking.

Xiao Gui was stunned for a moment, and then his attitude changed greatly, "Princess! The slave didn't dare. I really don't dare. ”

"It's late!" The red veil slid through the jade-white arms. Ji Yuluo pulled out the hosta that fixed her hair.

"Princess! Spare the slaves! The slave didn't dare...... "Xiao Gui's body was weak, if it weren't for Ji Yuluo pinching her hand, she would have fallen to the ground."

Ji Yuluo smiled coldly, and the hosta aimed at the end of Xiao Gui's index finger and stabbed it.

With a bang, Xiao Gui's face was bloodless and he fainted. The man fell to the ground.

Ji Yuluo took the hosta in time and kicked Xiao Gui twice in disgust, "Pig's head!" If it weren't for the master's words, you had been a maid in the lotus garden. I'll kill you tonight. ”

The door closed gently, and Ji Yuluo fixed her hair as she walked.

When I returned to my own room, I couldn't sleep, and I always felt aggrieved. It wasn't until he had drunk the whole jar of wine that he fell asleep.