024 Round House

In the closed room, red candles lit again, and this night, Yan Shuangfei was even more nervous than the night in the cave room.

The moment she took off her robe for Duan Qifeng just now, she closed her eyes vigorously, not allowing herself to have a trace of evil thoughts, after all, there was still someone waiting for her in the palace, and that person was the true son of destiny she should cherish.

Duan Qifeng's bathing time this time was very short, as if he had just gone in for a while, and his body had just soaked in water, and he came out of the bath bucket. Yan Shuangfei looked at the black shadow outside the window and still didn't leave, so he had to put on a nightgown for Duan Qifeng again.

The moment he opened his eyes, Yan Shuangfei just raised his face and met Duan Qifeng's shining gaze. That kind of light was fleeting, as if it had never existed, and when I looked at him carefully, it was already the usual cold expression.

"Ma'am, are you feeling unwell tonight?" Duan Qifeng asked coldly. promised her to do a good job in this scene, he wanted to be gentle, but he was usually used to being cold, and he couldn't change it so quickly.

Yan Shuangfei pretended to shake his head, and his arm was already on Duan Qifeng's arm. "Fei'er has recovered, so you don't need to worry."

"Then, can you still have a 'candle night in the cave room' for your husband tonight?" When Duan Qifeng said this, his face was slightly red due to the red candle print. He blinked uneasily, his breathing becoming heavy for some reason.

Yan Shuangfei shyly buried his head in Duan Qifeng's arms, Duan Qifeng willingly hugged her horizontally, walked into the big red wedding tent under the light of the red candle, and gently placed her in his arms on the soft quilt.

Yan Shuangfei looked at Duan Qifeng's body in a daze, pressed down, clinging to himself, less than three centimeters between his two faces, his eyes were facing each other, and an electric current passed through his body violently, but fortunately disappeared in an instant.

The tent was gently lowered by Duan Qifeng, and the red color of the Luo yarn tent was darker, and the people outside should not be able to see the situation inside. Yan Shuangfei thought like this, so he decisively closed his eyes, afraid that if he continued to look at the person on his body, he would be confused by "beauty".

The two of them froze there, not knowing what to do next.

said that they would do a show together, but it really came to this moment, and no one was embarrassed.

Yan Shuangfei had an idea, deliberately increased the volume of his voice, and said, "Husband, wait, Fei'er feels a little cold, can you see if the window is closed." "After watching the play for so long, it's time to rest, as long as she gives a satisfactory ending tomorrow morning, everyone will be happy.

Duan Qifeng was slightly stunned, and then left the bed knowingly. The moment he stood up, the corner of his eye clearly swept to the dark shadow outside the window. The dark shadow apparently heard their conversation and immediately quietly dodged away. Duan Qifeng listened carefully and found that although the sound of the black shadow walking was subtle, it did not look like the elegant lightness of a martial arts practitioner, but like the sound of a little girl tiptoeing along. Suddenly, there seemed to be a wind whistling in Duan Qifeng's ears, but when he came back to his senses, he was already silent.

Could it be that there is another person eavesdropping? Moreover, it is a master who has just hidden from him.

After Duan Qifeng confirmed that the outside of the room was calm, he simply extinguished all the red candles in the room, and sat down on the edge of the bed by the faint moonlight.

"How?" Yan Shuangfei lowered his voice and asked softly.

"It's all gone." Duan Qifeng also replied in a calm voice.

"All gone?!" Yan Shuangfei looked at him puzzled, the moonlight shining into the room through the window paper, it was hazy, and she could only vaguely distinguish his outline. "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, let's sleep." Duan Qifeng got up and was about to leave, but was dragged by Yan Shuangfei.

"Bring a knife." Yan Shuangfei called.

"What?"

"Bring me a knife, and I'll ...... Cut your fingers to prove that we ......" Yan Shuangfei's voice became weaker and weaker, although she was a new girl in the twenty-first century, but when it came to this topic, she couldn't help but be a little cramped and embarrassed.

Duan Qifeng was silent for a long time before slowly leaving the bed, taking out a dagger from the study that he didn't usually use, and came to the inner room again.

He sat down quietly on the edge of the bed, pushed Yan Shuangfei's body in, slammed his arm open, and slashed the dagger horizontally.

"You ......" Yan Shuangfei lightly lifted his lips and grabbed his hand holding the dagger, stopping him from continuing to cut. The blood could not be seen clearly in the dim light, but it could also make people imagine the shocking crimson.

A trace of distress welled up in his heart, Yan Shuangfei clenched Duan Qifeng's hand, and said softly: "Brother Feng, thank you." ”

"It's fine." Duan Qifeng responded lightly, enduring a slight pain, and wiped all the blood that flowed out on the sheets.

Yan Shuangfei hurriedly found some golden medicine and a ribbon and bandaged him, and suddenly realized that he had not cleaned his wound, and wanted to take it apart and clean it again.

Duan Qifeng pressed Yan Shuangfei's hand and signaled her not to trouble anymore and tie the knot directly, Yan Shuangfei wanted to speak again, but was blocked by Duan Qifeng. "The injuries I have suffered on the battlefield are tens of thousands of times greater, and this small injury is nothing."

That being said, it's still a knife after all. Yan Shuangfei couldn't help but feel a little sad. She originally wanted to cut her fingers to create the illusion of "falling red", but she didn't expect Duan Qifeng to be so decisive that she didn't give her the slightest chance to hold a knife.

"Rest early." Duan Qifeng moved his bandaged arm, felt that it was okay, and walked out of bed.

"Brother Fengβ€”" Yan Shuangfei stopped his steps to leave.

Duan Qifeng's back froze there, sprinkled with a faint moonlight, which was imprinted into Yan Shuangfei's eyes.

"If you hadn't married someone like me who was unreasonable and made a pact with you, would you have lived a plain and happy life with her, instead of acting to help me as you do now?"

The corners of Duan Qifeng's mouth, who was facing away from Yan Shuangfei, unconsciously hooked up a wry smile, and his expression was slightly sad in the moonlight, but Yan Shuangfei couldn't notice it.

There is no way there is such a person around him. She has what she calls a "destiny", and he is not.

Duan Qifeng didn't answer Yan Shuangfei and walked out of the inner room silently.

Dongyuan regained its calmness, surprisingly quiet, so quiet that Yan Shuangfei couldn't close his eyes, so he had to look at the moonlight spreading in the sky, and for the first time in ancient times, he had insomnia.

In the depths of the alley, it was already the third watch, and a black figure flew through the lonely street and stopped beside the man in brocade at the end of the alley.

"Master." She knelt down lightly and succinctly reported what she knew. "The old lady of the day Duan went to Dongyuan, and the general and his wife were still very affectionate, and ...... They're round tonight. ”

When I heard the word "round house", there seemed to be some ripples in my heart, but it was fleeting. "Why is it only round tonight? Doesn't it mean that the relationship is very good? ”

"Madame said that she was unwell a few days ago, and she only recovered today." The woman in black pondered for a moment, and then added, "The affection of the general and the lady is not like a pretend. ”

"That's fine." The man hooked his lips and smiled, slightly eerie in the moonlight. "Keep watching."

"Yes." The woman in black answered softly, and disappeared into the busy night in an instant.

The deep alleys, as if nothing had happened, once again regained their deadly calm.