It's night.

The tulle luan tent, the candle shadow shakes red.

Obviously, this is the night of candles in the cave room.

The half-flowered window penetrates the silver moon shadow, the moon candles shine together, half red and half bright, reflecting the face of the snow jade in the bronze mirror of the dressing table like a charm.

He was extremely calm.

After only looking at the heavily makeup face in the bronze mirror for a moment, he accepted this new body, and then quickly turned his attention around.

It was so quiet outside that I couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Only the faint cacophony of feasting and drinking could be heard in the distance, reminding her that none of this was an illusion.

No matter, before the groom comes, she must hurry up and escape!

She quietly removed her ears, took off the pendant, and pulled off the phoenix hairpin on her head to prevent it from clanging when she walked.

Ben put it on the table, thought about it, and picked up a small lotus petal hosta and pinched it in the palm of his hand.

tiptoed past the little girl who was dozing off on the couch, decisively lifted the curtain of the floor cover and drilled out.

There was no one in the small patio, and the front hall was also dim, and there was not even an oil lamp!

It is in stark contrast to the festive and auspicious big red cave house behind him.

Yan Zhuo was a little strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, he just said God help me!

By the light of the moon, he quickly ran to the front hall on tiptoe with the corner of his skirt.

Suddenly, there was a "bang"!

"Whew!"

Yan Zhuo's toes hurt sharply, his calf slammed into a hard object, leaned forward, and pounced on the black wooden door, and the two wooden doors opened inward!

She couldn't hold her back, her whole body flew into the air, and she fell into the door.

Yan Zhuo closed his eyes, ready to bear this fall.

Suddenly, there was a warmth in front of her, and around her was a warm and strong chest and arms.

She subconsciously tugged at that arm.

Where the fingers touch, the muscles are tight and powerful, bulging and full, which is not a function of one or two months!

The person in the hall was obviously kung fu, and he was hit by her flying pounce, and he took her back a few steps to defuse the momentum and stand firm.

From throwing the door open to standing still, it's just a matter of two breaths.

Yan Zhuo's first reaction: It's over! Caught by someone!

She opened her eyes, but her mind was turned to what was going to happen now.

Rao is she didn't have any other thoughts at all, and her breathing paused for a few breaths the moment she saw the person in front of her.

Is there a man in the world who is better looking than Meng Guan?

The moonlight slanted in through the door, covering the man's face half in silver light and half in shadow.

The impact of light and darkness further emphasized the angular undulating lines on this face, the jaw was neat, the thin lips were pursed, and the sword eyebrows were straight, like a heavenly work of craftsmanship.

The starry eyes were shining, and the black pupils were as deep as frost-covered ancient wells, staring at her with an unclear cold light, seven points of condensation, three points of surprise.

But the hand didn't let go of her.

Yan Zhuo's second reaction: No matter how good-looking a man is, he can't stay in the cave room!

The man who appeared here at this time hugged her again, who else could there be besides the groom?

Clothes...... It seems to be red, and the costume is elaborate and luxurious, and it smells of wine, obviously from the previous feast!

Calm!

Since this husband has kung fu, she can't take it if she wants to escape, so she can only take advantage of her unpreparedness!

Yan Zhuo took a deep breath, smiled tactfully on his face, and said tentatively: "Husband, ......"

The red lips are beautiful, and the exhalation is like an orchid.

The man was still staring at her.

Yan Zhuo saw that he didn't react, and only assumed that he didn't say the wrong thing.

The bridegroom, fearing that he was frightened by her rash action, lowered his eyebrows and explained softly: "I was so bored waiting in the house that I wanted to come out and see." ”

This excuse is quite reasonable, Wu continued the Tang Dynasty atmosphere, coupled with the southward movement of Hu customs, wars broke out, and the people were fierce and civilized.

The bride did not have to wait for the groom to come to unveil the red hijab, and it was reasonable to wait in the wedding room all night and come out to see it.

But when the man heard this, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and the arm holding her stiffened.

Yan Zhuo didn't notice it, his attention was all on the hosta in the palm of his hand, and while talking, he exposed the tip of the hosta.

She saw that the man didn't say anything, but when she didn't say the wrong thing, her body was softer, she stuck it forward, lowered her eyebrows and whispered: "I didn't expect to accidentally kick the threshold, but fortunately I bumped into you." ”

The sound is like a sweet potato, sweet and sticky, implicated from the ears and into the lungs.

As he spoke, he lay on the man's chest as a boneless body, and the soft lines fit it perfectly.

This is the first time she has used women to deal with people, although the skills are blunt, but the drunkards and kabuki she has seen in her previous life are all of the highest quality, how can she learn two or three percent.

Fortunately, Fang had just looked in the mirror in the house, and this face should have a certain temptation for men.

She borrowed the body of this person's bride, and it doesn't hurt to let this person take advantage of it, such a stunned young boy, the first time to touch a woman, is the most easy to lose his soul!

As long as you can get out of here, everything is easy to say!

She said and glanced back, beware of the maid behind her from waking up.

This glance swept to the culprit - the threshold through the moonlight, and his heart jumped.

That's half a foot on the threshold! No wonder she wrestles!

This is a specification that only exists in the mansion of the third grade!

She just flipped through the yellow calendar on the case in the house, and knew that this place was Haicheng, which was located south of Jinling, and this day was July 16 in the second year of Zhengde of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was one month different from the time when she drank the poisoned wine.

Since it's still this year, there have been three members of this family, maybe she still knows each other!

When he turned around, his chest unconsciously rubbed in front of the man's chest a few times, and then turned around, stunned.

A beautiful man who looked like a god descending from the moon had a dark liquid flowing from his nose.

Yan Zhuo was secretly happy and quite surprised, she was really a young boy with strong firepower, but no matter how strong her temptation was, it would be too weak to have a nosebleed, right?

She held the hosta tightly in her hand, put her hand forward, fell under the back of the man's neck, rubbed it tighter, and whispered, "You, nosebleed." ”

The man's face stiffened, the hand on Yan Zhuo's waist was released, and he was just about to retreat, when suddenly there was a sudden pain in the large vertebrae of his back, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body!

Yan Zhuo's heart "dong dong" jumped wildly, jumped away as soon as he succeeded, and decisively rushed out of the door and ran back along the corner of the wall.

Even if this person knows kung fu, the big vertebral point will be temporarily paralyzed if he is slammed, unless he is a master who can move acupoints like his righteous brother!

But with such a short reaction time, it is almost impossible to move the point to avoid this blow!

The man stood behind her, didn't chase, reached out and wiped the end of his nose, really...... Bleeding......

He turned his toes, frowned at Yan Zhuo's figure that disappeared into the night, and took out a white silk handkerchief to cover his nose.

"Young master!" A black shadow flew down from the roof, like a leaf floating down beside him, and he couldn't hold back a smile, his eyes glaring, "You really have a nosebleed!" ”

"I was hit by a door." The man's voice was calm and slightly hoarse, very magnetic, and there was a natural coldness in his calmness.

"Oh." The black shadow responded, but the corners of his mouth kept twitching, obviously not believing.

With the skills of the young master, can the door hit him?

He, a person who doesn't let a woman touch his hand on weekdays, was just rubbed around by the slender bride, and it was normal that he couldn't stand it suddenly.

"Caught off guard." The man seemed to see through the dark shadow's thoughts, and explained one more sentence.

Thinking about it, I felt that the explanation was even more silverless, and my chest was inexplicably blocked, and I stopped the nosebleed and smashed the silk handkerchief into a ball and smashed it towards the gate.

It's just that the bride admits that the groom is wrong, and must think that he has a nosebleed when he sees a woman, just like Ah Kuang!

He is surrounded by all kinds of women all day long, and how can a person who stands in the pile of flowers without blinking his eyes have a nosebleed for a woman!

In other words, this stupid woman not only pushed the door and injured him, but also misunderstood him, and then pierced his big vertebral point with a tickle thing!

This is the stupid aunt that Bai Jiaerlang married back?!

He really underestimated her......

But could it be that the intelligence went wrong?

The soft silk handkerchief slammed into the wooden door like a hard object, making a heavy muffled sound.

There was a slight noise behind him, and Ah Kuang suddenly pricked up his ears and lowered his voice: "Someone is coming." ”