When Bao Jin hurried to the Emerald Building, the customary small building was empty.

Didn't Shen Hao ask himself to talk about it in secret?

Bao Jindai's eyebrows froze, and there was a suspicion in her heart.

On the small building, the jade curtain is lightly rolled, the moon is like a frost, two hot teas are waiting, and in the tranquility of a room, I can faintly hear the sound of the atrium.

Baojin held his breath and concentrated, sat down and waited quietly, holding the teacup with a slightly cold hand, only to feel a burst of warmth.

She didn't just drink it, carefully looked at this fragrant and pleasant tea needle, only to see the silver snow, tumbling up and down, as if the snow was in the early sun, and there was a strange fragrance, and she sighed unconsciously: "What kind of tea is this, it is fragrant like this?!" ”

"Do you like this tea......"

As soon as he asked, he came from the wooden ladder, ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from the nine heavens.

Bao Jin looked up suddenly, but saw a black dress in his eyes.

There was silence on the wooden steps, this abrupt glance, but it seemed to make the whole room fall into the cold.

The figure of the person who came was thin, and her whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, only the slender snow neck showed her gender.

Bao Jin stared at her, but he was looking into her eyes—

The black pupils condensed with the winter ice and snow are bottomless, and occasionally a round, but it seems that there are flames rolling through-

It's like the karmic fire of the red lotus in hell, which burns everything up and turns into nothingness......

Such a strange thought passed through Baojin's mind, she stood up and asked in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"Aren't you wondering—why didn't Shen Hao see him for a long time?"

The man chuckled, his voice strangely hoarse, like a musical spell.

"If he had something urgent to discuss, he would have waited early—I was his lord after all, so how could I be so rude?"

Baojin was not shocked, but replied quietly.

However, the calmness on the outside was just an illusion, and she looked into the eyes of the man in black, only feeling that the cold was soaked in her skin, and she couldn't force her to look.

When the man in black heard this, he let out a low chuckle, and he couldn't hear his joy and anger unpredictably, "You secretly contacted these former ministers of the former dynasty, but you really made a great cause!" ”

"It's just the times that force it......"

Bao Jin lightly said, "Your Excellency knows a lot about me, but I don't know anything about you...... What is your intention in inviting me here today? ”

The man in black laughed when he heard this, his voice was like a broken string, hoarse and jerky, and when he heard it in Bao Jin's ears, it was empty and boundless loneliness, and the flat sky actually gave birth to a sense of desolation.

"His Royal Highness Baojin...... You are really a noble man, before, but you never forgot to see me, but now, how can you ask this? ”

The man in black laughed teasingly, but he didn't seem to have any malice.

Bao Jin was confused at first, thought about it, his eyes lit up, and he hesitated a little: "Are you ...... The owner of the Tower? ”

The owner of the tower ...... This title can't make any waves in the rivers and lakes and the court, and only the people of the Yuan royal family know the meaning of this name deeply.

Three hundred years ago, she left the northern Xinjiang, and the Chenlou under her command also took root there - although it is not obvious, it is faintly the underground leader of the northern Xinjiang.

She had a complicated entanglement with Emperor Qi at that time, but she had promised to calm the northern frontier for him, and with this word, the royal family and Chenlou formed a deep relationship.

Hundreds of years have passed, to the generation of Baojin, the connection between Chenlou and the royal family has almost been broken, this name, as if it has become the story of the old paper yellow note, forgotten by future generations.

However, this time in Beijing, he has experienced many changes, especially the fire in the Emerald Building, which made Baojin see the huge black shadow hidden under the iceberg-

With the adjacent Emerald Building and Mu Xuanyuan as the stronghold of the capital, although the power of Chenlou is Taoguang and obscure, it is really extraordinary.

Baojin has come to the emerald building many times, and has also knocked on the side, wanting to discuss with the landlord, but the main thing here is vague, which makes her quite a headache.

These many thoughts just flashed in Baojin's heart, and she immediately smiled and said: "The landlord is here, I am really flattered - I heard the master here say that you are far away in the northern Xinjiang, but you never thought of coming unexpectedly, so I didn't think about it for a while, I am really ashamed!" ”

The man in black listened to these half-ridiculous and half-flattering words, smiled slightly, and the coldness in his eyes subsided a lot, and for a while, the beauty was incomparable, and a ridiculous sense of familiarity surged in Baojin's heart-

I only heard the black-clothed landlord say: "You don't have to be so polite, they didn't have my permission, they just lied and perfunctory, as for the northern Xinjiang......"

She sneered, and her voice was as sharp as a blade—

"If I had really been in the northern frontier at that time, I would never sit idly by and watch the army wreak havoc."

Although these words were arrogant, they came out of her mouth calmly, but they were unquestionably credible.

Bao Jin thought of the Gumo King family under Jiuquan, and his heart couldn't help but be gloomy, and he couldn't help but speak: "Since the landlord has such great power, why can't he bear to watch Gumo fall?!" ”

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