The woman raised her head, her veiled face leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

These are a pair of very beautiful eyes, expressive and moving, like a pool of clear water, and when the long eyelashes are turned, they are gentle and gentle.

"I didn't follow you, I just passed by." The woman's voice was low, trying to steady her voice, but she still trembled a little.

Su Musha's voice was extremely faint, but it was extremely clear: "When I came over just now, you came out of a nearby attic, and after I went in, I kept peeking in that position. ”

Then, Su Musha raised his slender finger and pointed: "When I come out, you will turn to the back of this house again." ”

The indifferent man showed a cold smile, but his eyes were even colder: "Are you going to follow it all the time, or do you have a pretended unexpected encounter like yesterday." ”

It was difficult for the woman to take her eyes off Su Musha's body, and her delicate eyebrows were put together.

"If you're smart, you know you shouldn't be in front of me." Su Musha's voice was unwarm, and his perennial iceberg-like face was even more calm, but his dark eyes were full of faint mockery and disgust, his thin lips opened, and he slowly spit out a name: "Sketch." ”

The woman was shocked, as if just spitting out the name from his mouth was enough for her heart to move.

She sighed softly, her eyes flickering: "I should have known that I would have let you find out." But she couldn't help but want to get closer.

Su Musha stood there, a young man in white, fluttering elegantly.

Instead, Su Hui calmed down, without the tremor just now, her eyes remained motionless on her haunting face, and said, "You recognized me yesterday." Her heart was throbbing, a little frightened, and mixed with inexplicable joy.

But Su Mu covered up a sentence, and all the throbbing of sketches was extinguished.

Su Musha said lightly: "I always have a deeper impression of the enemy. ”

Su E frowned: "Enemy? "She never hurt Su Musha.

"You still have a chance to speak." Su Mu's eyes skimmed over her and put them on the white wall next to her.

Su Hui's clasped hands curled up, his lips trembled slightly, and his dark eyes enlarged, as if in disbelief: "You want to kill me for her?" ”

Su Musha seemed to be a little impatient, and he didn't even bother to open his mouth to speak.

Suddenly, Sketche's mind raced over what Su Musha had said on Hellais Island: If something happens to her, I will make your life worse than death.

In fact, when Su Musha said it at that time, sketch painting did not take it very seriously. She has seen more men talking big about it, and everyone shouts that they are willing to do this and that for whom, it's not just talking.

But Su Hua forgot that he was not another man, he was Su Musha.

Su Sanshao's export must be done as he says.

"And what do you want?" Sketch's beautiful eyes rose with hidden resentment and unwillingness.

Su Musha retracted his gaze, but asked another question: "Where are the missing people in Shangguan Mansion?" ”

Su Hui was slightly stunned, I don't know how he changed the subject, but he still said, "I don't know." ”

After answering, seeing that Su Musha didn't seem to believe it, he added: "You think Xuanjilou doesn't want to do this business, this matter is very strange, even we can't figure it out, but the last clue is broken in Xinjin Mansion." ”

Su curtain covers his eyes, Xinjin Mansion?

"If you want to find the missing person, you might as well go to Xinjin Mansion and try it." Su E turned sideways, the wind blew the veil on her face, revealing a distorted face, and her voice was slender and soft without disguise: "However, even the news that Xuanji Tower can't find ......"

This sentence sketch did not continue, but the meaning was obviously obvious.

After Su Musha heard this, he bowed his head slightly, which only proved that he had heard.

Sketch looked at him deeply: "I have said everything I know. "Turn around, and you're leaving.

Su Musha didn't move, only raised his left hand at the moment when Su Hui turned around.

The cold wind blows on the face, and in the surprise of the sketch, the veil slowly falls to the ground, and an ugly face twisted to the extreme is exposed to broad daylight.

Sketche hurriedly raised his sleeves to cover it, panicked and a little embarrassed.

With just one glance, Su Musha could see it clearly, but he only glanced at it, and his complexion did not fluctuate.

Su Hui didn't want him to see what he was like now, no matter how powerful a woman was, she was a little sad at the moment, who didn't want to keep her most beautiful appearance in the heart of the man she liked forever, even if that man didn't like her.

She turned her back, her throat as if it was blocked by something, and the words that came out were also dull: "Probably there is retribution in this world, and after I floated up from the sea that day, my face was ruined." ”

Of course, Su Musha didn't care much about her face, and even what she looked like before, he didn't have much of an impression, he never forgot it, but he didn't want to remember it, and he wouldn't deliberately remember it.

"It doesn't count." Su Musha raised his right hand holding the Yuqing sword.

Su was still immersed in his own grievances, and he didn't come back to his senses in a daze, what does this sentence mean?

The cold light of the Yuqing Sword flashed away, and it quickly returned to its scabbard, as if it had never been pulled out at all.

Until her shoulder was awakened by the pain, and when she touched it, the sticky smell of blood rushed straight to the tip of her nose, and her distorted face was mixed with shock and puzzlement, and she slowly turned around in disbelief to look at the cold-blooded man.

Su Mu's faint eyes didn't even look at it, and he raised his steps and walked forward.

As he passed by, his icy voice said in a flat tone, "For the rest, she likes to do it herself." ”

An inexplicable sentence, but Sketch understood.

She later inquired about the news and learned that Shen Lingjun was not in any danger to his life except for his arm injury, and her feelings were very complicated. I don't know if Shen Lingjun has a big life, or if this array can't trap her.

Shen Lingjun's thorn is planted in his heart after all, and he can't pull it out.

So he only gave this sword, in order to vent his anger on behalf of Shen Lingjun, or what?

If he doesn't kill, it's not that he wants to let himself go, but he is waiting for Shen Lingjun to take revenge in person.

Painted black eyes are dyed with soaring flames and jealousy, how can Shen Lingjun be, why?

Shangguan Mansion, Su Musha told Shangguan Fei the truth about what Su Paint explained, and Shangguan Fei immediately called two people over and asked them to go to Xinjin Mansion to check.

But this matter is full of anomalies, and both of them feel that they may not be able to find out any news at the same time.

At lunchtime, the maid invited the two to the hall for dinner.

On the way, Shangguan Fei pondered the sentence and asked implicitly: "What do you say about the Yan family?" ”

Su Musha was calm: "That Mrs. Yan is indeed a baby parent who has been determined since childhood, and she is pregnant. ”

Shangguan Fei's face darkened, this bad guy can't do anything about karma.

"She promised to leave Yan Zihan, and even leave Jinyuan Mansion." Su Musha's voice has always been calm and cold, and even when he said such a thing, he didn't feel a little weak.

Instead, Shangguan Fei frowned and said, "No." "In addition to not being able to break up the husband and wife, if this matter is true, Yan Zihan has deceived Shangguan Qing, he swears that he has never touched his wife, where did the child come from?

This kind of man cannot be trusted.

Su Musha curled the corners of his lips, as if he could see through Shangguan Fei's concerns, and smiled lightly: "The child is not a word of letters. ”

Shangguan Fei was stunned, eh?

The two had arrived at the door of the dining room, and Su Mu said lightly: "That Mrs. Yan has a childhood sweetheart. ”

The words are up to now, but it is enough for Shangguan Fei to figure out all kinds of charms.

After a long time, Shangguan Fei shook his head and sneered: "This couple is also a perfect match." "The husband eloped with someone, and the wife was not idle.

"Eh, why don't you come in." In the dining room, Ruxi saw her husband and that Su Sanshao standing at the door and talking for a long time, and she didn't mean to come in, so she couldn't help but come out to say hello.

Shangguan Fei smiled and said, "Jinyan, let's go, I have a jar of wine here, let's take two sips." ”

As if Xi Wen smiled, he took her husband's hand and walked inside. Shangguan Fei has been in a bad mood for a while, since Su Musha came, Shangguan Qing has come back, not to mention, things have also made a lot of progress, which makes Shangguan Fei's depression dissipate a lot. It was as if Xi was secretly relieved, and the more he looked at Su Musha, the more satisfied he became.

The maid put the wine buried in the backyard into a small wine jug and brought it over, and Shangguan Fei took it and poured a cup for Su Mu in person: "Jinyan, in terms of drinking, you are an expert, see how it tastes?" ”

Su Musha really picked it up, first put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then took a sip and smiled lightly: "Ten years of bamboo leaves." ”

Shangguan Fei's smile was even bigger: "Wine is a confidant, come, don't get drunk and don't return." ”

It was like a disgusting glance at Xijiao: "Just drinking alcohol hurts the spleen and stomach." ”

Shangguan Rou only sat quietly on the side, occasionally glancing at Su Musha, who was also extremely shy and did not attract attention.

After a long time, she found that Su Musha basically drank only and rarely took chopsticks. puffed out his mouth, wanted to ask, but because his brother and sister-in-law were at the scene, he was afraid that he would exceed the rules.

She has never been as bold as Shangguan Qing's style, not to mention that she feels that it doesn't matter what she says in private, how embarrassing it is in front of her relatives.

As if Xi was a person who came from here, she swept her eyes around like this, and she understood Shangguan Rou's little daughter's thoughts.

When he picked up the wine jug and poured wine for the two of them, Ruxi smiled softly and softly: "The food here in Shuzhou has a heavy taste, I remember that Su Gongzi is from Hangzhou, is he not used to it?" ”

Su Mu drank while he was drinking, occasionally chatting with Shangguan Fei, and inadvertently heard Wanruxi talking to him, and he was stunned for a moment.

Then, he shook his head and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

Just like Xi used the clean chopsticks next to him to pick up a piece of pork ribs that were fried to golden brown and crispy at first glance, and then said with a smile: "Eat more, I always tell Zijing that it is not good for your body to drink alcohol and not eat vegetables." ”

Under normal circumstances, Su Musha is not a warm person, and he will never refuse the kindness of others, so he symbolically picked up the ribs and took a bite, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Shangguan Rou saw that he moved casually, and naturally exuded an elegant style, looking at it, his cheeks were slightly red.

Shangguan Fei next to him put a piece of meat back to the pot in his mouth, chewed it, and wondered: "Today's dish, why does it taste a little strange." ”