After all, it is the nature of a child, one moment is sad, the other is smiling, pulling up the kneeling Xiao Anzi, and running away in the blink of an eye.

"Nosy girl."

The man lifted his steps and walked forward, but she felt relaxed and asked, "You seem to care about this child, maybe it's because he's your nephew?" ”

Bei Mo Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of pity, and finally was blown away by the cold wind in the corners of his eyes, and he said quietly: "He lost his mother when he was a child. ”

At this time, Zhen Yue didn't know the heaviness and desolation of this sentence, and later learned from her mouth that the little boy's mother was a palace maid in Huanyiyuan, with a low status and low bloodline, in order not to let the child be made fun of by others, after giving birth to him, a foot of white silk committed suicide, Beigong Jun remembered her love, and passed the child to Concubine De's knees, which was also considered to avoid the fate of being ridiculed.

It wasn't until much later that she slowly understood why he, who had always been indifferent, would treat this little boy differently, but by the time she really understood, she had already experienced half a lifetime of vicissitudes.

On the fourth day of the fifth month, the stars sink at night, the cold moon is stained with blood, and there is a gloom under the calm surface.

At the end of the day, the night breeze gradually rose, and a woman holding ginseng soup walked out of the dormitory in the quiet Qiaoyunju, wearing a pink dress, a black cloak on her shoulders, and her head hanging slightly.

Xiao Li bowed slightly, until the door of the temple was closed, and then he left with the cool ginseng soup, and the cool wind blew at night. The green silk flew, and the woman lowered her head a few more points.

The footsteps are even, the figure is steady, and when she walks out of Qiaoyunju, she goes straight to Muheyuan, there is silence all around, darkness covers everything, and there is no trace of light, only the cold moon pours all over the ground, bringing a burst of loneliness, she puts the tray in the kitchen of Muheyuan. Vigilant looked around. He put on the hat on his cloak and walked out of the wall with quick movements, and his feet were lightly raised, like a black eagle at night. Comes and goes like the wind. The subtle movements did not alarm the masters in the house.

This small separation is not a small separation. It was Zhen Yue after the disguise, the woman who deliberately showed her figure at the door of the Qiaoyun Palace, was the real Xiaoli. At this time, Xiaoli was lying on the warm couch in a cold sweat, clasped his hands together, and prayed silently that everything would be safe and smooth.

And this night is destined to be a night that can not sleep peacefully, bursts of blood and gas shrouded in the vast moonlight, printed with a faint red light, the dark streets and alleys are quiet, the weather is gradually getting warmer, the wind at night is still cold to the bone marrow, the entire Handan City is wandering in an orderly Praetorian Guard, and the sound of armor adds a sense of slaughter.

The top killer trained in Qilin Fang, when traveling on a mission, he must explore the terrain, formulate an escape route, and plan step by step, which is bound to be watertight.

Zhen Yue came out to hang out on weekdays, and she had already thoroughly touched the streets and alleys of Handan City, she skillfully jumped towards the northeast corner, hiding in the dark from time to time, avoiding the patrolling Janissaries, her figure was like a charm, like a night leopard hunting at night.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, her brother's medicine bag was really effective, although she recovered eighty percent, it was enough for her to complete the plan.

The Amethyst Palace is located in the northeast corner of the Holy Palace, the temple is majestic, beautiful, and exudes a halo under the vast moonlight.

There are about fifty envoys from Xitan, and they are guarded every night, but in order to show the friendship of the landlord, the emperor of Beiying still sent a part of the Praetorian Guards to guard outside, but the people of Xitan, who are sensitive and suspicious by nature, do not dare to relax a little, lest they be accidentally killed by Beiying.

The Praetorian Guards are all iron-clad men, and they don't see each other in the same way, although they are guarding outside, they keep a certain distance, unless there is blood inside, they will wait for the master's order to rush in.

With a slight sound, Zhen Yue pulled the rope of the five-claw hook hard, and her body climbed up dexterously, and the moonlight sprinkled down, like a civet cat, and disappeared in an instant.

Zhen Yue climbed on a tall tree, her sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and the bangzi of the third watch sounded in the distance, and there was a heavy response, and the Xitan soldiers who patrolled were sleepy, and they were safe and sound every day, and it was an ordinary day to think about it today, so they left a small team, and the rest went back to their residences to rest.

There are few sporadic lights, the most conspicuous is a quaint pavilion, the yellowish light shines through the window paper, tearing the night, Gongsun Huai is a scholar doctor in Xitan, knowledgeable, is a more prestigious political figure in Xitan, likes to read at night, it is said that twenty years ago, he was the head of the civil official selection, and there was no rest at this hour, except for him.

Zhen Yue's eyes struggled, and gradually became cold, she couldn't be a woman, she had to solve this person and then escape from Beiying, she was a neat man of action, and her body jumped off the tall tree and went straight to the pavilion.

The pavilion of carved beams and painted columns, the smell of books is strong, the brocade embroidery hangs all over the wall, the dim light is refracted on it, it looks hideous, Gongsun Huai, who is working the marble table, sees that the light is a little dim, and twists the wax core a little, and the room is brighter in an instant, only to hear the crisp sound of the window lattice.

The cold wind blew into the warm room in an instant, Gongsun Huai frowned, looked at the hourglass, it was time to rest, got up and walked to the slightly open window lattice, slightly puzzled: "How did it open?" It's obviously closed. ”

After closing the window, he suddenly felt that his heart trembled inexplicably, goosebumps rose, he turned around, and before he could stand firm in a hurry, his body shook suddenly, and his face was frightened.

I saw the woman sitting on the edge of the warm couch in an idle posture, wearing a black cloak, looking at the panicked Gongsun Huai for a long time.

"Who are you? How did you get in here! Gongsun Huai snorted, but when he saw that the other party was a woman, he eased his inexplicable horror.

"Lord Gongsun has such a bad memory, it's only been a long time since I knew the little girl."

Zhen Yue raised her head lightly, exposing a pretty face to the light, and a pair of sharp eyes were like lightning bolts from a leaping knife.

"It's you!" Gongsun Huai looked at her in disbelief, but a woman unknowingly avoided the patrol soldiers and came to his residence, then this person felt that it was not simple, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't know what the girl came here in the middle of the night?" If you can come back tomorrow morning, the girl is the appointed princess Ling, and she should act steadily. ”

Zhen Yue looked at him with a sneer and said, "How can you kill people in the daytime, naturally the moon is dark and the wind is high." ”

"What did you say!"

"Lord Gongsun's ears are so inflexible." She stood up and walked idlely: "You were originally an important minister valued by the deceased Emperor Tan, but you were in cahoots with Wu Xun and helped him blackmail the prince to order the princes, presumably seven years ago when Shengjing was in turmoil and Emperor Tan was poisoned, you can't get out of it!" (To be continued.) )