Chapter Seventy-Three: Beauty, Beauty, Beauty!

Clouds of smoke slowly rose from the three-legged golden incense burner, and on the edge of the incense burner, I don't know what kind of pattern was carved to look extremely cumbersome. The fineness of the workmanship and the luxury of the materials all show the nobility of the owner of this mansion.

The whole room is exquisitely decorated, but no matter how delicate it is, it can't be more exquisite.

Xia Li Mochen half sat on the couch and held a book I don't know what it was, such as Mo Qingsi hanging down from his shoulders playfully, and a few wisps of bangs on his forehead still had a little water, indicating that the master had just sat on the couch. The crescent-white robe was no longer rigorous, and the neckline was wide open, revealing a delicate collarbone.

The fair skin, a little less jade-like color in the past, looks a little pale, and has some sickly and lazy beauty.

The delicate facial features are less gentle than the spring breeze in the past, and a little more cold, especially the eyes that are as cold as the sea of stars, which are full of solemnity without the calm of the past.

"Master, that girl is now in Yuehua Pavilion. As you commanded, we dismissed the slaves there. ”

A man in white lowered his head and clenched his fists to report the situation to the beauty on the couch.

The thin lips of the beauty half-seated on the couch are lightly opened like cherry blossoms, and the voice is as clear as spring water almost makes people pregnant.

"Well, you guys should also leave, and let Oak Bai follow her alone. Feel free to report back if you have any situation! ”

"Yes!" The man in white hugged his fists in response, and then disappeared as if he had never been there.

Dead girl, if you dare to send it to the door, then don't go!

Thinking that the second time I soaked in the pool for a day and a night because of her, more than ten years of forbearance no longer existed at this moment, and my face was cold as if I could freeze the surroundings.

The tragic traces of the innocent books in his hands can explain the anger in his heart.

Butterfly Love, who didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at her, walked carefully along the root of the wall, and she wanted to touch Xia Li Mochen's yard.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, that person has a deep cleanliness habit, and he will definitely not let many people stay in his courtyard, and no one in this palace should dare to enter his courtyard, so the chance of being found is not very high.

He is the master of this palace, and his yard must be very large, and he can't live alone anyway, so she will go and help him share the burden.

According to her experience, which yard is the brightest, the largest, and the most beautiful, then it must be his yard, and it must be right.

Butterfly Love Heart is focused on observing whether there is anyone in front of her, and ignoring the back.

It's unfortunate that there is a pair of eyes behind her who are speechless looking at her sneaky behavior, and she dares to come to the palace with this kind of skill, if it weren't for the master's order, just her kind of skill, not that he hit her, but she really can't do it.

Finally she found a very bright yard. Outside the courtyard, the white wall is encircled, the green willow hangs around, there are three hanging flower gatehouses, and the verandah is copied on all sides. There is a plaque hanging on the gate of a courtyard, and the three characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in the plaque are "Feng Ya Stream". There are a few stone lamps in the courtyard every few steps to illuminate the whole courtyard as if it were day, the road is connected, the mountain stones dot the whole courtyard Fuli Hall, only to see the beautiful trees and green onions, the strange flowers are burning, walk a few steps forward, gradually to the north, the mountains and rocks are craggy, and the scenery behind is hidden between the mountain cols and trees.

A clear stream pours down from the depths of the flowers and trees. There are two flying pavilions on the east and west sides, and the pavilion has a platform until behind the craggy mountain rocks, and I don't know what kind of scenery is behind the mountain stones.