"Who?" Li Changqing's dark and clear eyes suddenly opened, staring at the source of the sigh.

The roof was empty, with only a few beams lying quietly.

Li Changqing got up, walked to the middle of the room, raised his chin, raised his eyes and stared at a place in deep thought.

The person above, his body tightly pressed against the beam, motionless, his evil eyes, but there was no annoyance.

If it weren't for invisibility, I'm afraid she would have seen him the first moment she opened her eyes.

He looked down at her as if he were looking at an ink painting, ingenious, but beautiful and beautiful.

Li Changqing frowned, obviously there were people there, why couldn't she see it?

He looked at the blankness in her eyes, and the bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, eclipsed.

Sighing lightly, with a flick of his sleeve, a bottle of medicine appeared on the table.

When Li Changqing noticed it, he looked down and saw the celadon bottle on the table, reached out to pick it up, unscrewed the cap, the familiar smell of medicine came to his nose, he looked up, and strongly felt the lack of it, and after thinking about it for a while, he raised his eyebrows again, and suddenly felt that the roof seemed to be really missing something.

Only the afternoon sun slanted in, scattered there, empty.

……

The golden and brilliant carvings all show the noble status of the owner of this mansion.

Listening to the song, I watched the lazy lying there, smirking, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Master, tell me about you, you ran out as soon as your body was raised, what if you were seen by others?"

Although he knew that his master's martial arts were good, he was always discovered by the secret stalking of the four princes, and so many years of hard work were in vain.

"Master, have you seen that girl?" Hearing the song, he saw that the master still didn't speak, so he leaned over to him and asked.

"Hmm."

Seeing that the master was angry, he immediately told the master all the news that Han Ying inquired, "Master, Han Ying has inquired, she is the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Li Cheng, the granddaughter of Ye Guogong, she is low-key and does not speak on weekdays, she is bullied and does not shout grievances, the angry bag in the Prime Minister's mansion, even her own brother bullies her on weekdays, obviously a concubine, she is not as good as a girl in the mansion ......"

Listening to the song, I wanted to say something more, but the man's good-looking handsome eyes were slightly raised, and his face was gloomy.

"Did I let you say this?"

At this time, the man, with cold eyebrows like ink, clear eyes, a very elegant face, and a quiet warm jade between his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows, and gently pulled his thin lips up, but his expression was a little pale, and his body was slightly thin, and he seemed to be not very good.

"No ......" Listening to the song and hearing the master's hellish cold voice, he immediately straightened up, straightened his waist respectfully, and responded in a decent low voice.

"Hanying just dug out Miss Li's deeds from the recent Xiangji Temple fire incident, to when she spoke when she was a child, and when she wet the bed, but I don't know which one the master wants to listen to?" Listening to the song, he twitched his lips as he spoke, and Han Ying, a dead gourd, was asking what it was.

"Go, give me more training for the dark eagle, overload every day, and come back again until the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The man's pale face seemed to be as cold as ice, and the evil eyes, in the faint invisible command, there was an indescribable oppression, with the ultimate good-looking and handsome.

"Yes, master." Listening to the song and hearing this, I silently wailed for the cold warriors in my heart, the master was angry this time.

Quietly withdrew, not daring to disturb the master's peace again.

"You are miserable, Cold Shadow, Cold Feng, Cold Sign! Also, don't tell me the next time you encounter this, or you'll die a miserable death!"

Listening to the song, he used the air transmission to viciously rage at the cold soldiers hidden outside.

Then he watched the preach: "The master said, strong training until the Mid-Autumn Festival ......"

Hahahaha, there was a gloating laugh in the air.

Outside the door, all the cold men pouted and thought they were unlucky, and listened to the song with hatred in their hearts.

Ahh

Lee House.

During this time, people in the house were panicked, and Jing Zhaoyin sent someone to inquire about all the family members and maids in the Xiangji Temple that day, but found nothing, so he gave up.

After all, a thief was caught, and under severe torture, he learned that the fire that night was caused by his accidental contact with an oil lamp, so he was taken into custody, which can be regarded as an explanation to the prince.

The days passed inexplicably, and the wound on the chest, under the conditioning of the precious medicinal materials in the celadon bottle, healed and left only a fine mark like a silk thread.

The grass is yellow and the leaves are falling, and the beginning of autumn has just passed.

Li Changxin was listening to the wind pavilion reading a book, and suddenly heard a scolding outside.

"You girl, you don't walk long." Li Changxin stepped on Changju's chest as he spoke, because he was too timid, he just instinctively knelt on the ground, until he was kicked in the chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the past two days, she was punished for washing clothes, and during the Kwai Shui period, her body was already weak, but now because her head was a little burning, she was swaying with a basin, and she accidentally bumped into the second lady.

Hurriedly knelt down and crawled in front of Li Changxin, kept kowtowing, and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, Second Miss, the slave is careless, the slave should die, the slave should die, please let the second miss spare the slave, please ask the second miss." ”

Li Changqing heard the beating and scolding outside, her expression moved, and the familiar voice made her stand up involuntarily and walk in the direction of the sound.

"What's going on? Second sister. Li Changqing stretched his lazy body, leaned against the door, looked at Li Changxin, who was surrounded by maids and maids, and asked lightly.

Li Changxin has always walked around Li Changqing since she came out of the firewood room, just because the wound on her face was not healed, she forcibly endured that breath.

After all, the reputation of the first beauty in the capital can't be ruined because of this damn slut in front of her.

During this time, while recuperating from his injury, he was scolded by his mother for staying in the house and embroidering, and the whole person's love was already boring to the limit, and his heart was itching, so he took advantage of his mother's time to go out and ran over to find Li Changqing's stubble.

Unexpectedly, before she walked to the door, she was splashed with cold water by this dead girl, and when the wind blew, she was wearing thin and expensive embroidered butterfly clothes, but she suddenly stood here like a chicken in the soup, looking at the woman in front of her with beautiful eyebrows and light breeze, her teeth were clenched, and her red lips were about to be bitten blood.

But he swallowed it raw into his stomach, and his face flashed with a murderous aura: "Sister came out, this girl bumped into me, and was about to hit dozens of boards, and then found a deed of sale to sell a fireworks Willow Lane, just this kind of cheap girl, she deserves to die like this." Li Changxin said, and kicked Changju again as if she didn't understand her hatred.