The man who walked through the corridor was wearing a dove feather purple tunic brocade robe, his hair was crowned high, and his face was like frost.

He pushed open two of the carved doors and stepped inside.

Su Jiu knew this person, he was the son of Xiao Mansion Dafang, named Xiao Tingxiu, ranked first in Xiao Mansion, although he was only twenty years old this year, he was already the chief official of Songzhou, and he had solved several major murder cases, and his future was unlimited.

I heard the little girls in the house say that he has always been cold-hearted and cold-faced, and has refused many family affairs, and there is not even a room in the courtyard, but I don't know how he came to this kind of place tonight?

The ghost sent the gods, and Su Jiu followed.

If the flower girl can live alone in a boudoir, and there is a maid to serve her, then it must be extremely expensive.

Su Jiu came to the carving door, saw a little maid come out, extinguished the red lantern under the eaves, and closed the door again.

This means that there are already guests in the girl's room and no longer accept invitations from other guests.

Su Jiu curiously leaned to the window and looked in cautiously.

The bamboo curtain on the window was not lowered, so Xiao Tingxiu could be seen sitting cross-legged, directly opposite a bead curtain, behind the bead curtain the beauty stroking the qin, the posture was leisurely and elegant.

It turned out to be listening to the piano......

The little girl thought about it, and suddenly heard a noisy sound from the original sound of the lingling piano.

"Ah, the strings are broken!"

The little maid inside exclaimed.

The beauty behind the bead curtain has a voice as soft as water: "A broken string is also worth making such a fuss?" Go, take this instrument downstairs, and get me a new one. ”

The little girl with a simple head picked up the piano and left.

There are only two left in the boudoir, Xiao Tingxiu and Na Meiren.

After a period of unbearable silence, Su Jiu saw Xiao Tingxiu get up and break into the bead curtain.

He sat down beside the beauty and took her hand.

The jade white slender fingertips clearly see the bright red blood beads coming out.

The man looked at it, and there was still no expression on his cold face.

Only the sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples frowned slightly.

The beauty raised her head, her apricot eyes were full, and her lips were lightly opened: "Xiao Tingxiu, are you distressed?" ”

The man didn't say a word, only lowered his head, and took her fingertips with blood beads on it, and gently swallowed it. Enter. Mouth.

"Xiao Tingxiu, you come to Tianxiang every night to listen to me play the piano, and spend a lot of money to cover me all night every night, but you always sit in the room neatly dressed all night, like a gentleman who is not messy...... You say you won't fall in love with a prostitute, so what are you doing now? ”

The beauty raised her eyebrows lightly, and her posture was elegant and sarcastic.

Xiao Tingxiu slowly loosened his mouth, and his eyes were full of coldness.

He didn't answer the beauty's question, his bony hand lightly tapped the piano case, and said lightly: "You just had a note, and you played it wrong." ”

"The song is wrong, Zhou Lang Gu ......" The beauty didn't know when she sat in his arms, still leaning up on her thin white snow neck, but her eyes were lazy and half-drooping, "It's a pity that you Xiao Tingxiu is not a gentle and affectionate, elegant and elegant Zhou Lang, and I am Xiaohan Qing, and I am not a little Qiao ...... who was born in a famous family and has a bright crown in the world."

She spoke softly, and her voice was full of natural flattery, like gurgling water, and like a handful of green smoke across the river.

The fingertips oozing blood beads caressing Xiao Tingxiu's cheeks carelessly......

Su Jiuzheng could see it, and suddenly a clear but mellow voice came from behind him:

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful!"

"Who's good-looking?"

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