Ruan Huai didn't bother to say more, because she had already seen in Li Yichen's eyes the answer he wanted to get that was satisfactory to him.

Li Yichen looked at her steadily, did not give a superfluous expression, just nodded, and then put a letter of address on the stone table.

It was probably late at night, and the wind and frost had become heavier. Li Yichen was blown by the wind for a while, and his frail body gradually became a little unbearable, he coughed a little or twice at the beginning, and said in a dumb voice: "It's good that you haven't been affected, but I still recommend that you leave." ”

Seeing that Ruan Huai was silent, Li Yichen still said with a slow expression: "This king went back first." ”

Ruan Huai didn't say a word, put his hands on his sleeves, and walked out with him cowardly, helping him open the door.

At night, the moon and stars were scarce, and the moon slowly climbed up from behind the trees on the courtyard wall, and a miserable cold light fell down, which was a somewhat faint broken shadow, reflecting Ruan Huai's cheeks more and more unusually cold.

When the door opened, the cold wind suddenly blew in, and the cold seemed to be about to penetrate Ruan Huai's body.

Ruan Huai felt so cold that he was not even happy to say goodbye, and planned to close the door and go back to the house.

But she could smell a faint smell of blood floating in the air. Little by little, mixed with a knife-like wind, it stimulated her senses.

Ruan Huai raised his head and saw the person standing outside the door.

He used to be such a proud and bright young man, but at this moment, he was covered in scars and bloodstained standing under the tuyere of the Wind Sword and Frost Sword.

His tall and upright figure enveloped him as always, giving Ruan Huai a sense of oppression that he was breathless.

Despite the light and faint shadow of the falling moon, she managed to keep her eyes open and meet his sharp, dark eyes.

Li Yichen saw Gu Yutang, who was covered in injuries who appeared outside the door, paused, smiled at him meaninglessly, sighed with some regret, and left without saying anything.

Until Li Yichen left, a long time passed, and Gu Yutang did not rush over, scolded her, and asked her as Ruan Huai expected.

She was even ready to be stabbed by him and didn't fight back, but he didn't react at all.

This made Ruan Huai feel very nervous.

The palms of his hands were cold, and he couldn't grasp anything, so he had to pull his fingers hard, easily pinching them so much that they were almost red and dripping blood, but they still felt that it was not painful enough.

She looked away, did not dare to look at him, and turned her beautiful eyes in a daze, her eyes seemed to gather a layer of wet mist, she raised her finger and pointed out of the eaves, opened her mouth, her teeth and saliva accidentally collided with the tip of her tongue, making a subtle chaotic tooth sound, she said, "I forgot to light the lantern......"

Gu Yutang's eyes were dark and heavy, and he looked at her with a good look.

Ruan Huai had no choice but to raise his head again, look at him, looking at his calm and indifferent gaze, his eyes were red again, his fine eyelashes were shaking, and he kept trembling, and the sourness that had been squeezing in his heart for many days found a valve to vent, and he rushed up in an instant, and he couldn't suppress it at all, tears fell down with tears, and she choked uncomfortably: "Little Hou Ye, what should I do if the light is not on......

Gu Yutang's expression was flat, and he didn't respond to her, but through the miserable silver light under the moon, he observed the tears that looked hot on Ruan Huai's face.

After only looking at her for a while, Gu Yutang bypassed her and walked into the courtyard.