Chapter 41: A Heartless Woman
Xia Yu bit his silver teeth and walked to the room. Now: horizontal is also dead and vertical is also dead, in this case, go in and go in, afraid that the tiger will not go up the mountain?
When passing by Li Huan's side, Xia Yu secretly scolded "Li Dog's Leg", and then pushed the door angrily.
The room was quiet, Xia Yu poked his head and looked left and right, except for Zhao Shuo on the bed, there seemed to be no one in the room.
Behind him, Li Huan slammed the door shut.
Xia Yu turned around suddenly, subconsciously wanting to go out.
From the curtain of the bed, a cold voice came out, "Where are you going?" β
There is a bedside stool in front of the bed, which I have seen this summer rain.
She went to Wang Yuanwai's house early to "borrow" something, and Wang Yuanwai's bedroom also had this thing. There are always people keeping vigil in the second half of the night in large families, in case the host's family suddenly falls ill, no one will take care of it, and it serves as a precautionary against thieves.
The candles in the room were flickering, and Xia Yu tiptoed over and sat cautiously on the bedside stool. She turned her back to the bed curtain, for fear that Zhao Shuo would suddenly get up and hit her head-on, and she didn't know if he would beat her to death.
There was no movement on the bed for a long time, and Xia Yu listened to it close to his ears for a long time.
Xindao, Zhao Shuomo didn't fall asleep, right?
Thinking of this, she held her breath, got up quietly, took a gentle step, and landed on her toes gently.
Through the curtains, he could clearly see the figure in the candlelight. The cat bent on his waist, his body shrunk into a ball, as if he was stepping on coals, step by step, trying to slip out from under his nose.
This girl knew that he had high martial arts, and she was afraid of shocking him, so she slipped away so carefully.
But this back - it's ugly!
"Ahem!" Zhao Shuo coughed, startled Xia Yu, and sat on the ground, "Where are you going?" β
Xia Yu got up and hurriedly smiled and came up. He thought to himself that he didn't know who he was through the curtain anyway. Then he pinched his voice and said, "Master, the slave maid is going to cut the heart of the candle." β
My ancestor, I can't wait until dawn, as soon as it dawns, she will show her fox tail!
Zhao Shuo didn't answer, Xia Yu reluctantly picked up the scissors on the table, I really wanted to stab it like this, it's a hundred.
She cut the candle heart indignantly, he gently lifted the curtain, and looked at her back in the candlelight with half playfulness, "Are you cutting the candle - or cutting the candle heart?" β
Xia Yu didn't dare to turn around, pinched his throat, and said in a weird manner, "What is the prince saying is so funny, what did you do with the candles?" The black light is blinding, and if the assassin comes in, the slave and maid can't stop it. β
"Perhaps, the Assassins have arrived." Zhao Shuo put down the curtain and lay back down.
As soon as these words came out, Xia Yu's hand was so shocked that he loosened his hand, and the scissors almost fell to the ground. She froze there, waiting for a long time before Zhao Shuo could speak again. The breathing in the room gradually became even, and Xia Yu felt that he was about to be scared.
Damn Zhao Laojiu!
She sat back dejectedly, there was a Zhao Laojiu on the bed, and there was a Li dogleg outside the door, she wanted to go out?
Three words!
Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
If you can't get out, you can't get out, at most you will be caught by Zhao Shuo! In the military camp of the Daizhou Mansion, he didn't kill her, so he shouldn't be now. She leaned against the bedpost, and suddenly fell silent.
When dawn came, he lifted the curtain of his bed and saw the woman whose heart was bigger than the sky.
He didn't sleep all night, and she was fine!
I slept so soundly.
Butβit's rare for her to be quiet, not so noisy.
This was the first time he had seen her in women's clothes, and there was a rare heroic spirit between her eyebrows. Xu is used to wearing men's clothes, and on her body, he can't see the slightest trace of the gentleness and delicacy that a woman should have.
is a tomboy, and he can't see the slightest daughter.
Only the long eyelashes, slightly curled, and the candlelight poured like ink, adding a bit of well-behaved and lovely. He unconsciously hooked his lips and said in his heart: When she closes her eyes and doesn't speak, this girl can still please people.
At least, it's not so crazy, lacking heart and lungs.
In her sleep, Xia Yu heard the woman's voice again. With hatred, with a kind of outright disgust. I don't know why, but in the bottom of her heart she felt scared. Inexplicably, frightened.
It seems to be an innate fear, a fear of that woman. Although she couldn't see or touch in her dreams, she could only hear sounds, but it was enough to make her tremble.
Her breathing became rapid, and she woke up in shock, her forehead covered in fine cold sweat.
I turned my head to look out the window, and it was almost dawn. And the pair of boots embroidered with gold silk in front of the bed were gone.
The feather eyelashes rose suddenly, Xia Yu got up in shock, and quickly lifted the bed curtain. The bed was empty, and Zhao Shuo didn't know when he had left.
So here's the problem?
Zhao Shuo, did you recognize her?
Without thinking too much, Xia Yu rushed out of the door.
Outside the door, Li Huan stood with his hands in his hands.
Xia Yu's body was shocked, and he was blocked at the door, crying out in his heart: Oh no, Li Dogleg!
She hurriedly lowered her head, and Li Huan stood in front of her condescendingly, "What's your name?" β