The night was dark, and Chu Yunyao was drowsy at the head of the bed, yawning constantly.

Bao'er held her eyelids and couldn't stay up: "Miss, the young marshal hasn't come back so late, why don't you go to bed early tonight, and wait for tomorrow to find the young marshal early in the morning." ”

Chu Yunyao stretched her waist, put on her shoes and stood up: "I'll wait for him in Chuxing Tower, I'll stay there tonight, you go to sleep first, lock the door." ”

Bao'er helped her tie her cloak and locked the doors and windows after sending her out.

Chu Yunyao wrapped her cloak and walked leisurely in the direction of the Star Storage Tower.

The night was deep and frosty, and the chill was overwhelming.

Chu Yunyao stepped on cotton shoes and trotted all the way to Chuxing Tower, wrapped in a cloak.

The guard guarding the door of the study fell to the ground, unconscious.

Chu Yunyao was shocked, looked at the half-covered door, listened intently for a moment, grabbed the pistol on the guard, kicked the door open, aimed at the person who was rummaging in front of the desk, and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang", earth-shattering gunshots resounded throughout the Young Marshal's Mansion.

The man's body flashed quickly, and he could avoid it, and the bullet hit the porcelain bottle on the table, and the fragments flew and scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this, the man took out his pistol and shot Chu Yunyao as well.

Chu Yunyao turned around to dodge.

The man fired a second shot at the brass lock in the drawer, grabbed the file bag inside, turned and ran in the direction of the window.

"Want to escape?" Chu Yunyao fired another shot, and the bullet hit the man's shoulder.

The man was clinging to the lattice with one hand and a pistol with the other.

"Bang" Chu Yunyao jumped forward and fired another shot, the bullet hit the man's slender wrist, the man's wrist shook, and the pistol slipped to the ground.

Chu Yunyao kicked the man's waist, and the person who hit him seemed to have no power to resist.

"Who the hell are you?" Chu Yunyao approached the thin woman dressed in black, and with lightning speed, ripped off her hood.

"Sure enough, it's you?" Chu Yunyao sneered and raised the gun again: "Qin Qiandai, you can't run." ”

was about to pull the trigger, but saw the corners of Qin Qiandai's lips hooked slightly, revealing a weird smile, and said in Oriental dialect: "Chu Yunyao, I am really small for you, and there will be a period later." ”

A black projectile exploded in the study, and a puff of white smoke rolled through.

The door was slammed open from the outside, Chu Yunyao covered her mouth and nose, her body fell heavily into a familiar embrace, the cold fragrance lingered in her nose, and Mo Lingyuan's nervous low voice sounded in her ears: "How are you?" Are there any injuries? ”

When the fog cleared, Chu Yunyao coughed a few times and rubbed her arm, "It's okay, I was just kicked a few times." ”

Seeing the mess in the study, thinking that the person turned out to be Qin Qiandai, he hurriedly opened the drawer: "The documents you locked in are gone, and they were taken away by Qin Qiandai." ”

Mo Lingyuan waved everyone away, glanced at the empty drawer, and didn't look surprised, just a faint "um".

Chu Yunyao: "......"

Mo Lingyuan was not deceived by Qin Qiandai's feelings, heartbroken, and his heart hurt stupidly.

Chu Yunyao blinked: "Don't be sad, if she is shot by me, it will be regarded as me being angry for you." ”

Mo Lingyuan couldn't help laughing, and rubbed her arm with his palm: "Why should I be sad, that document was originally placed in it and deliberately left for her." ”

Mo Lingyuan saw several footprints on her clothes, couldn't help frowning, and pulled her to the bedroom: "Show me where you hurt." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and untied her shirt.