"If there is an accident, you go out and run east, separated by two houses, it is our people, and they will always keep an eye on your movements."

Fu Ye rubbed her head, leaned into the room and left.

Li Jinjin's heart was beating non-stop, hoping that the strategy would succeed.

When she discussed with Fu Ye, he strongly objected, thinking that it was unsafe, and in the end he couldn't resist her.

Li Jinjin doesn't want to be the kind of woman who only lives in a deep mansion compound, and only revolves around her husband and children all her life.

She also wants to make a contribution, and women don't let her eyebrows go.

For some reason, she suddenly felt sleepy, and after a while she fell asleep and had no dreams all night.

The early morning light sprinkled a spot of light from the gap in the wooden plank, and she looked around, did Fu Ye really come last night?

Or a dream of hers.

The guards brought a few buns and a bowl of porridge, but she didn't have much appetite.

But in order to ensure her strength, she still reluctantly ate half a bowl of porridge and a bun.

Lighting the candle, she sat down at her desk again and began to examine the paper.

The first two times it was too rough, but now that she finally had time to look closely, the pattern looked very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

There seemed to be a flash of fire in my head, but it was fleeting.

She took the pen and copied it over and over again, and even hallucinated in front of her eyes.

The pattern turned into small swimming snakes, gathering and scattering in the air.

In the middle, someone brought another meal, and she only ate two bites.

As the sun set and the moon rose, she took the pen and fell asleep with a little head.

Hanguda pushed the door open and saw the waste paper thrown all over the floor, he leaned down and picked up one, which was covered with handwriting he didn't recognize.

Li Jinjin was sleeping soundly on the table, his soft eyebrows and eyes under the candlelight, and a cloud of ink on his cheeks, made his eyes streak.

On closer inspection, this woman looks good...

If it weren't for the urgency of the situation now, he would have taken her in.

I'm really afraid that she will make a fuss and attract the attention of outsiders.

When she was planning to leave, a knife killed her.

Now he was a little shaken, and if he retreated in time, it wouldn't hurt to take one more person with him.

He has been a little restless lately, and he always feels that someone is following them, but after probing, he finds nothing unusual.

The weather has cleared, he must hurry to implement the plan, everything is in place, only a strong wind is missing....

That gale is the day after tomorrow.

Half a year of painstaking management finally came to fruition, he took a deep breath, picked up the coat that fell on the ground, and draped it on Li Jinjin's body.

There was a hint of hesitation on his usually cold and ruthless face...

The sound of the cold wind closing the door as he left woke Li Jinjin up.

She rubbed her eyes, her neck and wrists aching.

Moving her body, she looked at the table in amazement.

The candle that had been burning almost the same was replaced with a new one.

There was a porcelain jar wrapped in cloth on the table, and when I opened it, there was a steaming can of chicken soup inside, and a spoon and a wooden bowl were placed next to it.

Quickly filled a bowl and drank it deliciously, her eyes still stopped on the paper as she drank.

Accidentally, a drop of soup fell on the paper, and she quickly pressed it with her sleeve, trying to wipe the oil off it.

No matter how fast she moved, the ink was still smudged, and she jumped to her feet in a hurry: "Oops, why am I so careless!" ”

The place where the oil ran became transparent, and the pattern was distorted.

Li Jinjin was struck by lightning and stared at the transparent place in a daze.

She suddenly remembered that in her father's study, she had seen the same pattern,