snare

Tonight's moon has a little red, just like her name, with some cruelty.

There was still a smell of joy in the room, strong and pungent, Hong Yi gently lifted the quilt, and her body with only a shirt looked a little thin, and she tiptoed out of bed.

But in two days, she successfully asked Xu Feng to take him into the house and won his favor.

She shouldn't have acted recklessly like this, she thought silently in her heart, but tonight is really the best time, and she may not meet again after losing it.

She leaned slightly to the side, smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and hearing the snoring sound in his nose one after another, and her heart settled for a while.

Xu Feng drank with those people tonight, and was drunk by her, and she probably won't wake up until tomorrow morning, and at that time, she should have left early.

She picked up the dress scattered under the bed, carefully arranged it for herself, and after glancing at the still sleeping person, she gently pushed the door open.

Just after nightfall, she could still vaguely see her reflection on the ground, she gathered the dark blue jacket on her body, and gradually felt cold.

There was no guard in front of the study, he liked to be alone, so he never asked someone to wait when he read, and she deliberately found an excuse to go to the study to see him in the past two days, and she knew his habits to some extent.

At this moment, the study should be unlocked, Hongyi stood in front of the door and pushed the door with his hand.

A creaking sound from the slightly old planks echoed through the empty courtyard, and Hongyi emboldened himself and stepped into it with his left foot.

She didn't worry about those family members, she knew that the only five people had been sent to Zhuangzi to keep vigil, and tonight except for her and him, this Xu Mansion was just an empty mansion, and it was not popular.

In the end, it's just a nine-grade Cangzhou magistrate, and after the official retirement, she didn't even have some incoming, but she still likes to drink, but this also helped her. The moonlight invaded the slightly opened door, the furnishings of the study were simple but complete, and the old scrolls came with a strong smell of rot, mixed with the fragrance of magnolia flowers on Xu Feng's body, and she closed the door.

He didn't light the oil lamp in the room, but walked to his pedestal. She remembered that there was a coal lamp inside, and it wasn't bright enough to illuminate the whole house, but she could still see what was inside.

The coal lamp was quietly hidden in the corner, inconspicuous in the oil lamp, and Hongyi scooped it up and put it in his hand.

The light of the fire fold swayed from side to side, and after repeating it several times, it extinguished on its own. The sound of shallow breathing was also slightly permeable in this silent environment, and faintly heard the sound of footsteps coming and go, Hong Yi shook his head, and secretly laughed that he was too sensitive.

Drawing another fire fold, she lit the coal lamp in her hand, and began to rummage through the bookshelves. Most of them were old books, which she pulled out in order and shook them up and down.

No, neither. Her speed gradually increased, the scroll fell to the ground, she picked up another one, no, deliberately threw it everywhere, did not overlap, the ground was in a mess, it looked like a thief.

Her eyes quickly crossed over the scrolls, and suddenly stopped, and then moved her gaze back, falling on a book, it was a tattered autumn book, not carefully protected, but the outer skin was different from these old volumes, there was no dust accumulated on the epidermis, presumably it was often held in Xu Feng's hand and flipped through.

Hongyi pulled it out of the bookshelf and turned it upside down in her hand, and to her surprise, nothing fell, and she shook again in disbelief, no.

Throwing it on the ground, she turned her attention to the other scrolls. After searching the entire bookshelves and not finding what she was looking for, perhaps in the darkroom, she stepped over the scrolls on the floor and groped her hands on the walls, looking for something out of the ordinary. Turning back inadvertently, her gaze fixed on a scroll on the ground, unable to take her eyes off it. Quickly stepped forward and squatted down to pick it up, it was the autumn book. Turning down page by page, her eyes paused, the first column on the sixth page, "Shao Qilin's family, the Li family has been studious since childhood" The word Li was circled, the third column of the word "for", the second word in the first column of the seventh page, the third word in the second column, the sixth word in the fifth column, and the seventh word on the eighth page, the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became, aren't these words connected to the names of some ministers of the dynasty?

Laying out the paper and grinding ink, she memorized the names, rolled them up and hid them on her body.

Blowing the whistle in the dark night, a white dove fluttered its wings and landed on her hand, put the paper in the letter box and covered it, she watched the white dove fly into the sky and smiled.

With the sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves, a person jumped down from the tree, and said coldly, "My concubine, what are you doing in the study so late?" ”

Hongyi turned around in horror and saw the man's expressionless face.