After a few breaths, the man who was still proud just now suddenly spat blood from his mouth and fell down with a bang.

The inky ends of his hair swept across the soft ground, mixed with corpses, stained with blood.

I don't know how long it took......

A pair of red soft boots came in the evening breeze, and the woman looked at the man who fell to the ground, stretched out her hand and scratched the tail of her eyebrows.

Slowly squatting down, the woman's soft white little hand touched his nose and probed.

"This kid looks good......"

The woman's voice was low and hoarse, and the cold moonlight hit her beautiful face, colorful and staggered, with some glossy color.

"Poof!"

A soft teasing sound sounded from the side.

"Look at his outfit, it looks like a royal thing. If you sell it to a slave market, you can earn a lot of ransom. ”

"That's it......"

The white fingertips gently brushed the hair around her face, and the woman stood up boredly.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, carry it back......"

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Bathed in the warm yellow sun, the General's Mansion standing on East Street is more and more majestic and unattainable.

This gorgeous and solemn mansion is the first family of Huangyue - Lian family.

The Lian family is not an ancient family, but it can establish a mansion in this East Street in the capital, and it naturally has its unattainable reason.

After all, there are only two mansions in the entire East Street.

One is the only prince's mansion in Huangyue - Lingwang's Mansion.

And the other one is this general's mansion - Lianfu.

The Lingwang Mansion relies on the imperial power, and the Lianfu relies on the military power.

During the reign of the first emperor, the owner of this mansion, Lian Yuan, held half of the imperial power.

He is a very powerful minister, and his power is monstrous, and there is no one more than him.

And the current owner of this mansion is the only son of Lian Fu - Lian Fuyin.

Huangyue Sicheng military power is full of his hands, a young general, and a military genius.

Family origins, holding authority, and gaining the trust of the king, can be said to be young and proud, and occupy the limelight.

The man in the black sweatshirt walked steadily through the winding pavilion and stepped into the pine-filled Nanqing Courtyard.

Cautious and light steps tread the cobblestone path, and finally stop in front of a sandalwood gate.

"The head of the family, the subordinate Nanyan!"

The faint scent of sandalwood filled the entire study, and the smoke crept gently around.

Silence, peace.

The wood-carved windows stretch out, shining in fine specks of sunlight, and lightly sprinkle on the various ink paintings and texts placed on the stone table.

This sudden sound interrupted the silence of the room and woke up the people next to the bookcase.

"Come in!"

The man opened his eyes, and his ebony black pupils inadvertently flashed with a cold light, without the hazy fog he had when he first woke up.

The warm and elegant face reveals the angularity of cold handsomeness.

The contradiction between mildness and coldness makes him even more unapproachable.

Nanyan pushed the door in response, and after saluting respectfully, he stood quietly aside.

"Miss, can you find it?"

"This ...... No news from Miss yet......"

Nanyan touched his head, coughed weakly, felt the sight of the other side, and his heart beat a drum.

Even Fu Yin didn't tear him apart when he heard this, but just pressed his eyebrows and opened his mouth lightly.

"If I don't see her again tomorrow, I'll look for her myself and show her the way home.

Plus, you don't have to come back. ”

"Yes, yes, my subordinates will do it immediately, and I promise to bring the young lady back!"

After Nanyan finished speaking, he hurriedly walked out, chattering in his heart.

Miss will have killed him miserably this time!

Never help her again!

In the room, Lian Fuyin stroked his eyebrows helplessly, closed his eyes again, and rested shallowly.