"Miss, is it really you?" The little girl Rue Xiang cried three lines of nose and two lines of tears, and tore off the white flags on the simple mourning hall.

Wei Rongruo nodded, racking his brains to search for memories about Ruxiang.

According to his father, Rue Xiang was picked up from outside by Wei Rongruo's biological mother. For as long as Wei Rongruo can remember, Rue Xiang has been serving by his side.

Whether it is eating bran and swallowing vegetables, whether it is beaten or scolded, even if she is relegated to another courtyard by her stepmother, Rue Xiang is always with herself.

Wei Rongruo nodded: "Yes, following me all these years has wronged you." ”

"No grievances, no grievances, it's all Rue Xiang's willingness." In Rue Xiang's heart, she always thinks that there is a difference between master and servant.

Wei Rongruo knew that it was even more difficult to make a subordinate of the Great Yuan Dynasty understand the truth that everyone is equal in modern society than to ascend to the sky.

"I'm tired enough today, go to bed early." So, she yawned and ended the topic.

Rue Xiang waited for her young lady to sleep, but there was no charcoal basin in the courtyard. Wei Rongruo curled up in the thin quilt tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time.

The thin window paper seems to be blown by the wind. Suddenly hearing the sound of the window, Wei Rongruo was about to call Ruxiang to get up and close the window again, but saw that the window paper suddenly darkened.

Not good! Someone!

This was Wei Rongruo's first reaction.

In the next second, Wei Rongruo adjusted his breathing and tried his best to pretend to be asleep.

I heard the window move again. Wei Rongruo took advantage of the snow light outside the window to see a black figure short, and quickly jumped in from the window.

If Wei Rong can be judged by his figure, he is a man! Her mind was racing: I was afraid it would be too late to turn over and get out of bed at this time. The man only had to probe it with his hand, and the quilt was warm, and he knew that someone had just slept in this bed.

It's better to act on the opportunity!

Feng Wushuang glanced at it quickly, and saw Wei Rongruo lying on the bed.

Quiet sleep, a handful of green silk on the pillow. The eyebrows of the moth are long, and the long eyelashes are like a feather fan, gently covering the crescent-like eyes. Her lips are red without dotting, and her skin is more and more condensed, and she can be broken by blowing.

Wei Rongruo felt the warm breath on his face, pretended to be calm, and "woke up" leisurely.

At this time, she is like a beauty coming out of a painting.

Feng Wushuang saw a pair of sheared autumn pupils, which were clear and clear.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was like a ghost in the night, cold and seductive.

Wei Rongruo saw that he was covered in a black scarf, and he could only see a pair of eyes. Like a cold pool, bottomless.

The man's body was filled with an icy aura, as if nothing in the world was enough to shake him in the slightest.

Wei Rongruo rubbed his eyes, pretending to have just known about his existence: "I...... I am Wei Qingyang's daughter-in-law. Who are you? How can it be in my room? ”

After a moment of shock, Wei Rongruo didn't panic!

"Wei Qingyang? Daughter-in-law? "In Feng Wushuang's hand, there was suddenly an extra dagger that sharpened iron like clay." The concubine of the minister who was scattered in the dynasty lived in such a shabby place? ”

Feng Wushuang looked at the leaky room and narrowed his eyes slightly.

With slender jade fingers, the dagger flew up and down, but Wei Rongruo was shocked into a cold sweat.

This man actually knew that his cheap father was a scattered minister? Could it be that he is also a person from the court?

"I, I, I, I'm really Wei Qingyang's daughter-in-law. It's just that my father doesn't love my stepmother and doesn't love me, otherwise, how could he leave me alone in this courtyard, regardless of it! ”

After Wei Rongruo finished speaking in one breath, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his cavity. I'm really afraid that if I hesitate a little, the man's dagger will fall!

But suddenly I heard a loud shout outside.

"Someone, catch the assassin!"

"Find a place to hide!" The tip of Feng Wushuang's knife fell on Wei Rongruo's neck and said word by word. It seems that in the next second, it is about to pierce the skin.

His gaze is thousands of miles away, but it is impossible to refute it.

But at a glance, the house is surrounded by walls. Where can people be hidden?

Wei Rongruo was helpless, and pointed to the bottom of the bed.

Feng Wushuang's eyes glanced at the window paper, and saw a large number of people with lanterns and torches, all coming this way. Suddenly, the night was like day.

Feng Wushuang no longer hesitated, withdrew his hand, and quickly hid under the bed.

"Ruo'er, Ruo'er open the door!" But it was Wei Qingyang's voice!

It seems that this matter is not trivial. Even her cheap dad was shocked.

Wei Rongruo agreed, and turned over and got out of bed and put on his shoes.

"Daddy, I just fell asleep. Is there anything that matters? Wei Rongruo yawned, then reached out to rub his hair more messy, and went over to open the door.

Rue Xiang heard the sound and hurried to the outhouse, and when Wei Rongruo opened the door, Wei Qingyang saw their master and servant standing side by side.

Wei Rongruo was wearing pajamas, and only covered a long gown outside, thinking that he was in a hurry. Her face was drowsy, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands and yawn.

Wei Qingyang's rare good face seemed to be concerned and asked, "Ruo'er slept well tonight?" Do you hear any noise? As he spoke, his eyes flickering, he swept the room all at once.

In the end, Wei Qingyang's gaze fell under the bed.

Wei Rongruo shook his head: "Daddy knows, Ruo'er has always been shallow and sleepy. Falling into the lotus pond is also considered a death escape, and the more and more unenergetic. ”

"I slept until now, and I dreamed that the window was ringing and the wind was blowing. In my dream, I called Rue to close the window. ”

"Yes, yes, I heard Miss call me, and I got up quickly, who knew that she was dreaming. I was about to go back to sleep, and I heard the old man call Miss, so this is coming. Rue Xiang's eyes are clear, and she speaks with a clear eye.

The master and servant sang and harmonized, and if it was someone else, they couldn't help but believe seven points. But Wei Qingyang has been in officialdom for half his life, and he has long been an old fox, and he is half-convinced.

Besides, Wei Qingyang always felt that Wei Rongruo in front of him was a little different from usual. In the past, as soon as she heard that there were assassins, she was already stupidly frightened, where could she speak so neatly.

Wei Qingyang stepped forward a few steps, as if unintentionally, his hand gently stroked the bed board: "This bed is too shabby, wait for Ming'er to ask the people in the warehouse to change it to a new one." ”

Wei Rongruo's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Once the father finds out that there is someone under the bed, how will it end?

Harbouring Assassins with Evil Intentions? Or a private boudoir with a strange man? Either way, it's enough to drink a pot of your own.