The corner of the third floor is just in a concave corner, and the light does not shine, and it is very dark.

From Mu Yunhan's corner, he could only see a lean and tall figure standing there.

Like a young man, the robe he wears seems to be also black, and the whole person blends in with the dark color.

She remembered the moment she had glimpsed before, her heart tightened a little inexplicably, and her breathing became short.

She has been taken care of by Huanhualou, is it because of this person?

The man seemed to notice her, slowly retreated, and after a "squeak" of the door, he was gone.

Yan Niangzi walked over, looked upstairs, and said with a smile: "I'll send the guests out." ”

Mu Yunhan looked directly at her, and said softly but firmly: "May I ask if your landlord is here?" I have always been taken care of, and I would like to thank him in person. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Niangzi's eyes, and then she smiled and wanted to refuse: "Unfortunately, ......"

"Big shopkeeper, the master asked you to lead the guests upstairs." A beautiful girl in Tsing Yi walked over quietly and politely saluted Mu Yunhan.

Yan Niangzi turned around, turned her back to Mu Yunhan and the maid and made a look, and asked if it was true or not, and the maid blinked affirmatively.

Yan Niangzi showed a sweet smile: "Guest, please." You're so lucky, our landlord doesn't usually see anyone. ”

As soon as you step on the third floor, you will be greeted by a quiet, solemn, elegant and tidy atmosphere.

The ground was covered with a snow-white thick wool carpet, soft when stepped on, as if walking on clouds.

The walls on both sides are dark black, with no decoration at all, occasional doors and windows, and no carved decorations, which are minimalist and clean.

For some reason, Mu Yunhan felt that the third floor was quieter than other places, as if no matter what sound came here, he would become cautious.

She suddenly regretted her impulsiveness, and asked Yan Niangzi softly, "What should I pay attention to?" ”

Yan Niangzi said softly: "The landlord is quiet and cold by nature, if he doesn't answer your question, it's not for you as a person, please don't care." ”

Mu Yunhan nodded: "I know." ”

Walking to the deepest door, Yan Niangzi stopped, carefully arranged her clothes and hair accessories, and knocked on the door cautiously: "Master, the guest is here." ”

A deep male voice sounded faintly: "Please." ”

Yan Niangzi cautiously pushed open the door, and did not dare to sweep into the house out of the corner of her eyes, made a gesture of "please", and invited Mu Yunhan: "Please." ”

Mu Yunhan looked into the room.

It was a very large room, and the floor was no longer covered with woolen carpets, but more precious silk carpets.

Three walls are filled with tall bookshelves filled with books.

Opposite her, there was a large round window, under which hung two delicate and delicate light purple Xiangfei curtains, above which blooming pink and white roses hung down, swaying in the breeze.

On the wall around the round window are two rows of tall black cabinets, on which countless drawers are found.

Under the round window, there is a long desk.

A man in a dark robe, with meticulously tied black hair, and a tall and sharp figure like a sword, sat on his knees with his back to her, writing on his desk.

She didn't know him.

Mu Yunhan looked at this figure and saluted in disappointment: "The landlord is healthy, and uninvited guests come to visit." ”

There was a faint smell of rue vanilla for books and insect prevention in the room, and occasionally the breeze blew, and a faint fragrance of rose flowers was sent, and the black-robed man in front of the window stopped writing.