Qin Sheng waited until the night was thick like ink that could not be dissolved, Cardamom went down to sleep, and she quietly climbed onto the small roof by herself.

This time, there was no man in white, Qin Sheng was happy, and he lay on the roof without any scruples about his image.

There were not as many stars tonight as there were yesterday, a few were flickering, Qin Sheng wondered if the night was not deep enough.

Qin Sheng closed his eyes and felt the tranquility of the night, and couldn't help humming a few words in a low voice: "When the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky." “

Fang Zhiyu was walking alone in the house, and when he heard a clear little tone not far away, he looked up and felt a little sure in his heart.

Fang Zhiyu quietly took a few steps with light skills, and quietly fell to the roof, Qin Sheng didn't feel it, and still sang to himself.

Fang Zhiyu lay beside him, propping up his upper body, curling up one leg, and his hand beating to the rhythm from time to time.

After a song, Qin Sheng was startled by the sound of clapping hands beside him, one got up suddenly, and the other stepped into the air, looking like he was about to fall.

As soon as Qin Sheng was about to shout for help, he was dragged up by a pair of hands and landed firmly on the roof.

Qin Sheng was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw the man in white.

Qin Sheng tidied up his clothes and bowed to Fang Zhiyu: "Thank you for saving your life." ”

Fang Zhiyu grinned and said, "Are you okay?" “

Qin Sheng nodded, while still patting his chest, slowly suppressed his shock, and whispered: "Why are you sitting next to you without saying a word, and suddenly make a scary sound?" ”

Fang Zhiyu didn't expect Qin Sheng to ask him at this moment, and said with a slight smile: "I think you sing well." ”

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I don't want to bother."

The corners of Qin Sheng's mouth twitched when he heard this answer, thinking that he had just saved himself, and told himself not to care, not to care.

Fang Zhiyu took off his clothes and sat cross-legged, pretending not to know and asked, "I was fined again today?" “

Qin Sheng was beside him and asked suspiciously, "Huh? He said, "It's spread all over the palace again?" ”

Fang Zhiyu nodded, in fact, he didn't know if it was spread in the palace or not, he just wanted to see her reaction.

Qin Sheng smiled embarrassedly and said, "Eh, since I, eh, no, the princess married the seventh prince, and the princess has never come down from the cusp." ”

"Why do you say that?"

Qin Sheng crossed his fingers and said to him seriously: "Look, is their wedding a big wedding?" Immediately pay attention to going down, and the Seventh Prince came back again. Then he was away for seven days, and was ordered to return home, again. It's been three times, if it weren't for the palace to let Zhou's mother take care of it, wouldn't this copy of the Buddhist scriptures have to be done once? Now it's in the house, and it's good that you haven't been outside yet. ”

After Qin Sheng finished speaking, he looked at Fang Zhiyu with the same eyes as looking at an idiot.

"Do you care what people out there say about you?"

"I don't care, but I have to think about my family. In this dynasty, the slightest bit of our woman's outrage will make her mother's family smeared. If I were a boy......" Qin Sheng began to imagine what he would look like as a man.

"First of all, go to the brothel, go to the Aromatic Pavilion, and experience spending a lot of money just to buy a beautiful woman to smile. And ......"

Fang Zhiyu's face was a little wrong when he heard the first one, and he never knew that his wife had such thoughts.

Qin Sheng felt that he had said too much, and immediately silenced.

Qin Sheng peeked at the man in white, and seeing that he had no expression, he stuck out his tongue, thinking that it was good that such unashamed words were not taken to heart.

"Alright, let's go. Don't be just scared in the future. Qin Sheng stood on the ladder and said goodbye to Fang Zhiyu.

Fang Zhiyu nodded, looking back at the boundless night, Qin Sheng's minor tune echoed in his mind from time to time.

"Oh, it's crazy."

Fang Zhiyu shook his head, went to the ground lightly, and went back to the room.