I saw that the carved wooden window was pierced by arrows, leaving only a piece of peach blossoms in the rain, and blood splashed with stars.

"Who's out the window?!"

Apricot smoke got up quickly, brushed her slender hand over the hem of her skirt, and held her sword against the wooden window, and the dim candlelight reflected the dark shadow outside the window.

Silent for a long time.

Xingziyan looked at the man vigilantly, and unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword, this person's killing intent was not gone, but this anger was not aimed at her, but ......

Ji Fuyu!!

With lightning speed, three long arrows were immediately shot out of the window, all in the direction of Ji Fuyu.

Apricot smoke flew with a sword, cut it off, the green silk brushed the lips, and the plain skirt swayed the folds.

"Ahem~"

Apricot Smoke spat out another mouthful of blood, her face was pale, and she should not use her internal force anymore after being seriously injured.

Before she could recover, three more long arrows were fired at her.

Apricot Smoke's eyes were resolute, she supported her body, held her sword and swung it to block, and there was a fierce sword wind, followed by a series of arrows and arrows, Apricot Smoke retreated, her sword momentum became weaker and weaker, and her body was already stretched to the limit.

"Knock~"

Apricot fell to her knees exhausted, dejected, and in an instant, she leaned against her sword again, bent one leg, and tried to prop herself up.

There was thunder outside the window, and I don't know how many peach blossoms fell.

Before she fell into a coma, her eyes reflected not only the two goose feather long arrows, but the peach blossoms on a rainy night outside the incense window, and the eaves were elegant.

An arrow into the ribs, Apricot Smoke trembled, in a half-kneeling posture against the sword, and after a while, another arrow into the leg.

She finally collapsed to the ground, unconscious in front of Ji Fuyu, the detached person on the wooden chair, she was finally ...... It can't be taken care of.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in Ji Mansion?!"

After Changlin dealt with the matter of Heshen, he returned to the house, but unexpectedly, outside the window, he saw a black-clothed thief who was about to shoot an arrow.

When the thief heard this, he abandoned his arrow and fled, flew to the eaves, and disappeared into the rainy night.

Changlin was about to chase after the sword, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, his expression changed greatly, and his disappearance was discolored.

"Lord!!"

Changlin pushed the door in, and what greeted him was a touch of plain color, it was a petite and weak woman, with a good appearance, beautiful and lovely.

She was hit by several arrows and covered in bruises, and she lay quietly on the side of Ji Fuyu's wooden chair, next to Ji Fuyu......

Ji Fuyu......

"Lord?!"

Changlin came back to his senses at this time, and immediately rushed to Ji Fuyu's side, looking worried.

After he found out the situation at the scene, he had to leave with Ji Fuyu on his back.

The candle color in the house is like dusk, Changlin is wearing cloth boots with crane patterns, stepping out of the door, Ji Fuyu is carried behind him, green silk is like a waterfall, elegant and dusty.

A few strands of his hair slid across Chang Lin's neck, causing Chang Lin to blush for a while, such a fairy and elegant person, he didn't dare to raise his eyes to see it on weekdays, let alone touch it?

"Apricot girl..."

Ji Fuyu's tone was weak and inaudible.

"Lord, I am Changlin."

Changlin carried Ji Fuyu into his room, not daring to cross the line, but he was curious about which apricot girl could make the lord who had always been reluctant so attentive.

“……”

Ji Fuyu seemed to be asleep again.

After Changlin treated Ji Fuyu's wounds, he returned to the darkroom, but there was no petite and clear woman in the room, only the red kite who had not died for a long time remained.

"Where did this badly injured woman go? Could it be that someone rescued him? ”

Changlin was puzzled for a while, and then dragged the red kite and buried it in a place with flowers and grass.

The heavy rain was majestic, and the mud at the moment was sticky and stained his shoes, Changlin accidentally slipped his feet and pounced on the corpse of the red kite.

"Red Kite girl, it's really offended."

Changlin said guiltily, but it seemed that he had touched something in his hand.

"Red Kite girl, how offended."

He took out a bamboo tube from the red kite's arms and opened the lid of the tube, which contained a piece of paper.

Changlin pulled out the paper, opened it and looked at it, his face was sometimes solemn, sometimes incredulous, and when he fully understood the contents, he put the paper back up.

"I must report this to the Lord at once."

On the outskirts of the country of Qi.