On the clear heart lake pavilion, Ruan Huai was wearing a soft robe as white as snow, and the pendulum behind him was decorated with dotted ink-colored fine patterns, as if it was blooming vividly.

She pillowed on the back of her hand, her cold white face blended with the moonlight, her eyelashes were slightly closed, a small row of shadows fell, her rosy lips were pursed, and her whole person was full of elegant and quiet temperament.

There was a cold silver glow reflected on her side, but people could still feel her soft and quiet appearance lying on the table.

The evening breeze finally blew over, blowing the rice paper that Ruan Huai was pressing in his hand slightly, and gently brushed Ruan Huai's half cheek.

Ruan Huai seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, frowned slightly, and pressed the paper with his thin white fingers.

Gu Yutang also noticed that Ruan Huai's other hand was gently placed on his lower abdomen.

Gu Yutang stared at Ruan Huai on the water pavilion, stared quietly for a long time, and finally narrowed his eyes, and said a word to Li Qiao who was guarding the stern of the boat.

Li Qiao was a little stunned, but he didn't dare to ask anything, and took the lead in going ashore lightly, asking the palace maids who were guarding the shore to bow down to the boat not to squeak, and then walked up to the water pavilion.

Ruan Huai didn't fall asleep, so he quickly opened his eyes after hearing footsteps approaching the water pavilion.

When she saw Li Qiao appear on the pavilion, she subconsciously lowered her hand, and her eyes became slightly vigilant.

Before she could ask anything, Li Qiao whispered something to her.

Ruan Huai was slightly stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at the lake, and sure enough, he saw a small boat slowly approaching.

The dinghy is flooded on the clear lake, the sparkling water waves are like a galaxy sprinkled on the ripples of the boat, and on the dinghy that sways and flows the light and shadow of the night, there is a person who is elegant and exquisite, wearing an ice silk black robe lining his figure with tenacity and dignity.

After the dinghy landed, he walked along the stone plank road paved with layers of silver glow to the water pavilion.

Every step is taken in a hurry.

Finally, Gu Yutang came to the water pavilion and glanced at Li Qiao, who was still standing next to him, and Li Qiao immediately did not turn his head back.

Gu Yutang's gaze slowly fell on the manuscripts on the stone table, picked it up casually, and looked at it roughly, drawing some cold weapons.

Gu Yutang put it back on the stone table, and finally slowly raised his eyes, looking indifferently at Ruan Huai who was standing in front of him.

Ruan Huai's hair is black and soft, and she only uses a white jade to simply pin, and with her snow-white soft robe, the whole person looks even better than before.

Gu Yutang also defined this cognition as Ruan Huai's ulterior motives.

After a long while, Gu Yutang finally withdrew his gaze lightly and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?" ”

Gu Yutang saw her put her hand on her lower abdomen.

Ruan Huai's mind was a little confused, and he didn't know how Gu Yutang came to Fengqi Palace in a small boat, and he was a little inexplicable when Gu Yutang asked this question, and he subconsciously shook his head.

Gu Yutang continued unhurriedly: "How many nights have you deliberately stayed here? ”

Ruan Huai looked at him with a puzzled face, "What? ”

However, Gu Yutang saw through Ruan Huai's careful thoughts, he stared at Ruan Huai's face, and his voice gradually became low: "Don't pretend, Ruan Huai, you are staying here, don't you just want to pretend to meet me by chance?" ”

“……”

Ruan Huai finally heard what Gu Yutang meant by this, she lowered her head, closed her eyes, and inhaled.

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