Chapter 593 Disguised as a Man: My Imperial Uncle Is a Ghost (13)

A quarter of an hour later.

The white velvet dumplings lingered outside the high walls of King Heng's Mansion, blinking their jewel-like blue eyes and scratching their white and pink ears.

Then he jumped up, pulled his snow-white claws on the wall a few times, and then climbed onto the wall with neat movements.

The little short leg flicked in the air, and she spun around, her pink belly pressed against the wall, and lay there.

The little fox blinked his blue eyes.

Holding his breath, he watched a group of patrolmen below neatly walk by.

He is worthy of being a person who leads troops to fight all year round.

The team was clearly well-trained, much more heavily guarded than it had been when she had arrived in the afternoon.

Her big eyes rolled.

The more heavily guarded, the more it indicates that something is wrong.

The little fox waited for the group to go away, and then he got up from the wall, crawled up, quietly stepped on the tiles of the roof, and walked to the inner courtyard.

If she remembers correctly, in the afternoon, Gong Heng should have entered the third room in the courtyard on this side......

Her little paw gently flicked the two tiles.

Then he leaned his head over and looked in curiously.

The room was filled with hot and humid moisture.

The line of sight is also hazy.

The little fox wants to see it clearly.

The little paws grabbed the edge of the tiles, stretched their necks, and stretched their little heads out of the holes where the two tiles were missing, and their blue eyes with jewel hues narrowed slightly, trying to see more clearly.

Remove the layers of mist.

There is a long screen below.

Behind the screen, there is a pool of water, steaming white, with bright red petals floating on it.

And in the middle of the pool, there is a beautiful man bathing.

His upper body was naked, revealing his lean chest, and his black hair was scattered, floating in the water, forming the shape of an umbrella, which was beautiful in an instant.

The man's arms rested on the edge of the pool, the muscles were tight and graceful, and the moisture made his hard facial features hazy and soft, and from the perspective of the little fox, he could see the straight bridge of his nose and the delicate eyelashes hanging down.

The man leaned against the edge of the pool seemingly relaxedly.

But I don't know how beautiful and sultry I am, and I can't take my eyes off when I close my eyes and take a nap.

The little fox smiled hehehehe, and couldn't help but move down a few more points.

As soon as she moved like this, half of her body almost stretched out from the hole, her fat little short legs were almost stuck on the edge, and the whole white velvet ball hung upside down with difficult movements in order to take a more look at the beautiful man.

And suddenly.

The man's narrow eyes opened a slight slit.

Fingertips hooked slightly.

The little fox, who was still peeking in with her little neck, only to feel a burst of attraction pulling her downward.

No matter how hard the little short legs worked, it didn't work.

The whole fox curled up into a white pompom and fell straight into the pool.

"Bang ——!"

The old high of the splash of water.

As if he had known of her existence, the man reacted coldly to the unknown object that suddenly fell into the pool, raised his hand expressionlessly, and a transparent protective cover spread out from his palm, blocking all the splashes from the outside.

The little fox can't swim and flutters desperately.

A snow-white and smooth fur was wet with water at the moment, embarrassed and messy, and the two pointed ears drooped down, looking even more pitiful than a soup chicken.

She kept kicking her calves, her little paws clapping against the water, barely floating.

Then one paw was aimed at a strand of the man's black hair floating in the water, and he grabbed it—