Spring and Autumn Zhai, it is the West Garden with the moon lake, the sole courtyard of the son. The gate is strictly controlled, and no trespass is allowed without an edict, and it is not possible to approach. If there is a small attempt to spy on the news, there is no need to report it, and it can be cut first.

The commander of the janissary here is the leader of the imperial prison, Zhou Daren Zhou Zhun. It is conceivable that the group of people in the Imperial Prison also had dozens of lives under their hands, not to mention them. This group of "villains" who licked blood from the knife edge, interrogated people, and trampled people to death are famous in Yanjing. If you really want to talk about it, supervision, assassination, and cutting off people's heads, no one dares to say that they are more capable than the detectives of the imperial criminal prison.

The seven girls followed Master Gu all the way to the outside of the wall of the Spring and Autumn Courtyard. I only feel that this place is beautiful, open on all sides, and it is really refreshing to look at it.

The only place that is bad is that there are two powerful guards with knives standing under the corridor. The seventh girl was very suspicious, and on the dark faces of these two people, the pair of tiger eyes like copper bells stared at her angrily from afar, and it took a long time to retract. If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of her personally led her into the door, these two people would have pulled out knives on her without asking!

Timid, he took two quick steps and snuggled up to him. The feet are unusually sharp, for fear of being left behind by him.

After returning home, his eyes were extremely calm, and suddenly there were waves. Glancing at her, he took her little hand and slowed down.

Chunqiu Zhai has seen blood. The woman is originally a yin genus. He was in front of his ministers, and compared to her, his face was not abandoned.

She only felt that the palms of her hands were warm, and there was a warm heat, flowing down her arms and around her body. The cold feeling just now, because of him, gradually retreated. She buried her head in glancing at the hands of the two of them, and without thinking about it, she shook them back. After walking a few steps, he couldn't hold back, turned his head and said to him, "The people under your hands rarely have crooked melons and cracked dates, but their eyes are too fierce." ”

He didn't squint and smiled faintly. "But if you disagree, you can find Zhou Zhun to speak bluntly."

She suddenly took a breath, coughed twice, and turned her head to look at the arrangement of Spring and Autumn Zhai. The verandah is surrounded on all sides, and the branches of the old trees outside the wall are growing, climbing along the top, and the low-hanging branches and leaves under the eaves are lush and lush, and they are very luxuriant. At this time, it is especially refreshing to watch. There is a pool of living water in the east, a stone bridge is erected in the middle, there is no lotus flower in the pond, only sparkling blue waves, and a circle of craggy mountains and rocks.

She was careless at first, and looked to the west into the flowerbeds. Coincidentally, I saw several stones of different shapes, piled up in one place, and built a rockery, which looked very tasteful. Only then did I suddenly realize.

She doesn't have a collection of habits, she has an easy-going temperament, and she can make it up wherever she stays. But he's picky, if he doesn't really look at it, these strange stones are just in the way of being placed everywhere, can he agree?

She thought, he gave her a goose yellow skirt and a blue and white porcelain tea bowl. He can pay attention to her preferences, how can she be so careless? So I secretly fell into my heart.

After passing the corner, he led him straight to the upper room. He stood in front of the partition door, raised his hand to push it open, and pointed in the direction of the inner chamber with her, but he stopped himself, lifted his robe, and sat against the railing. The demeanor is a little lazy.

She glanced at him, turned back and lifted her skirt, and stepped over the threshold.

In front of him is his house. Except for Jiang Yu, she has never exceeded the rules like this. Holding the burden on her chest, she walked slowly under her feet, looking around with a pair of almond eyes, still remembering the rules, and only going down the inner room he pointed to. She wanted to wait and see, try to get to know him as much as possible.

He doesn't seem to like bright decorations. She looked at the most eye-catching ornament in the room, which was the landscape interstitial screen with a white moon background. There is not a single piece of gilded furniture that is fashionable at the moment. It's like the accessories on his body, she has never seen them, and some of them have anything to do with red gold. The man seemed to prefer jade.

Looking around cautiously, her eyes were fixed on the rosewood treasure pavilion in front of the floor cover. There are four floors in total, and all of them are mountain stone bonsai. She knows very little about this. Just a cursory look, guessing that these bonsai are worth a lot of money. Just look at this stone, or the fine crystal yarn on the red background, with bright purple stripes inside; or the whole body is pitch black, and the light shines, but the face is wooden, without a trace of brilliance; Or as white as a milk cake, a thin slice, like glass.

She gradually became confused, and felt that this mountain stone bonsai was really rare. The color, texture, and shape are all ingenious, and there is no trace of ingenuity. A natural baby, with aura. In one go, five or six pieces together, her heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to touch her hands at all.

I just feel that this person is so expensive even if he has a habit, it is so amazing, no wonder his eyes are above the top, and he can't look down on gold and silver.

His dwelling is a very good match for him. It was spotlessly cleaned, and the house was smoked with a faint incense of agarwood. The sill window hole is open, and a few clusters of bamboo can be seen from a distance, which is full of vitality and upright and resolute.

She walked around behind the screen, looked at it, and hesitated for a moment with her burden, but it was not good to tell him to wait for a long time. In the room where he lived, she always felt a little inexplicable shame.

One by one, she took off her clothes, covered her chest, and chose a simple dress to wear from the baggage she brought. Maybe it's because every time she wears a goose yellow gauze skirt, the person will always stare at her and look at her twice. At that time, he had pure appreciation in his eyes, but he had no evil intentions.

Her fingertips had already touched the most beautiful lake blue tulle skirt, paused, and involuntarily pulled out a tender yellow skirt from underneath.

She held the skirt made of fine yarn in her hand, and twisted it with her fingertips, only to feel silky and smooth, very cool. Spread it out, hold the placket, and raise your hands to drape it over your shoulders.

She was changing clothes in the inner room, and he leaned on the railing, and did not say anything to urge. The place where he rested, just right, sprinkled a large shade of the trees, and the wind rose from the porch, slightly lifting the corners of his robe on his soap boots. The white creature crouching beside his lap turned its green eyes and stretched out its paws to flutter at his brocade robe.

He put one hand on the trunk, noticed the movement under his feet, and looked down, but Ahri was unwilling to be lonely, and leaned on him, looking for him to play.

There was a different color in his eyes, and his feet and neck flicked it outward, and sure enough, he saw that it was aggrieved, and he touched it back like a thief.

There was a soft color on his face, but he didn't dislike it anymore. Remembering only one thing, he leaned down slightly. The palm of his hand stroked its soft fur, and he saw Ahri obediently hunching his head, and his nose made a muffled snoring sound. The tail was cocked, as if the spirit was coming, and the body was bent into a crescent moon, rubbing under his feet. A look of peace and pleasure.

In the Spring and Autumn Season, Ahri was close to him alone. If you change people, you will be like the seven girls that day, baring your teeth and grinning, and you will have a bad temper from beginning to end.

It meowed at him, as if asking: Why didn't you come to see it for a long time?

He stroked its back with the palm of his hand, and admonished in a deep voice, "When she comes out later, don't bully her again." If you agree, I will take you out of the house. ”

It was like a frosted eggplant, shy, with a curled tail.

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It's just finished writing, and it's the second watch of the seventh number. It's late, but it's better than nothing. To the pro who has been waiting for the text, say sorry.