Yun Chu didn't think too much about it, at least her purpose was clearer now.

Far away from the bustling city, Rongfu stands majestically and low-key.

An orange carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley, neither at the front gate nor at the back door.

The queen mother's green silk is simply tied with a belt, chic and neat.

Yun Chu jumped out of the carriage, and Wan Ling watched worriedly from the side.

Niangniang obviously looks soft and weak, why has she been acting more and more ...... in recent days? Hearty?

"Mother, why did we stop here?" The evening spirit was puzzled.

Lord Rong asked Niangniang to enter through the back door, but as a Niangniang, she naturally had to enter through the front door.

But what does it mean to get out of the carriage in the alley in advance?

The evening spirit is unpredictable.

Yun Chu touched his chin and seemed to be thinking, "Is it bad to demolish the house?" ”

Evening Spirit: "Huh? Demolition of the house? ”

Yun Chu seemed to have figured it out and raised his eyes.

"There's nothing bad about it, it's time to find something unpleasant for him."

Evening Ling's face was clouded.

She suddenly found that she couldn't keep up with her mother's brain circuit.

What to dismantle, what is not pleasant? What is the mother talking about?

At this moment when Wan Ling was in a daze, Yun Chu had already walked to the corner.

The wall was on the high side, and Yun Chu took a closer look, and there were still broken glazed tiles on it, apparently to warn those who tried to break through the wall.

Yun Chu didn't pay attention to the broken glazed tiles, he tiptoed on his toes, exerted his strength, and stood between the broken tiles.

She was able to be so easy, thanks to the original owner's skills.

Feng Lian's martial arts are good, especially light skills, the original owner and his childhood sweetheart, have also studied light skills with him.

Like Feng Lian, he has the strength to dodge the eyeliner and blend into the palace, he doesn't have it. But it's just about going over the wall.

Wan Ling's pupils shrank, she was just stunned, why did Niang Niang stand on the wall?!

No.

Will the mother still climb over the wall?

Over the wall......!

The little girl's facial lines were stiff, and the concepts and cognitions that had been built up in her heart had begun to shatter and shatter.

"!" The evening spirit was so anxious that she stomped her feet. 2k

Yun Chu turned his head and made a silent gesture towards the little girl.

"You're waiting outside for the mourners."

As soon as the words fell, the white slender figure disappeared completely.

The evening soul is like ashes.

Rong Funei.

Yun Chu toe to the ground, patted the corner of his skirt, and glanced up indifferently.

As soon as his mind moved, he jumped up again, but this time it landed on the roof.

Yun Chu didn't know which room was used every day, and it was completely based on his feelings, he dodged a group of guards and landed on the roof that was finally chosen.

The tiles under the feet are sturdy, and the sound of stepping on them is minimal.

Yun Chu sat down and supported his chin with one hand.

If you think about it carefully, this kind of behavior is quite naïve.

Unilaterally angry, secretly poking and poking revenge.

But so what, it's not bad to be childish and indulge yourself.

Yun Chu didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, the door of the room under the roof where she was located was squeaked open.

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes and kept absolute silence.

The dead leaves were swept down by the cold wind, and the ground was withered and yellowed.

Creak.

Creak.

A man dressed in a dark robe walked towards the courtyard with his feet on the fallen leaves on the ground.

Yun Chu, who was ambushed on the roof, raised his eyebrows.

Such a coincidence?

Whether it's a coincidence or not, it's true that you're happy.

Holding his chin with one hand, he silently lifted a black tile with the other hand, and the movement was so light that he didn't make a sound.

The long, tall man walked unstoppable, but slowly.

The green silk is untied, draped over the shoulders, but it does not look messy.

Phew-

The weight slid through the air, and the faint vibration of the air flow finally made the other party react.

Bang la blah.

The tiles grazed against Rongsui's calves, shattering into pieces an inch in front of his steps.