Sleep seven days a week, one place a day?

"My brother used to live in this bamboo house."

After Si Yutian came in, he swept around, revealing a melancholy look, and in the depths of his phoenix eyes, a little enthusiasm crossed him, "When I was a child, my brother often watched me read and practice calligraphy on the third floor. ”

An Ruxia hooked her lips and smiled, and said, "He treats you very well, better than me."

Si Yutian let out an "um" sound.

The room was silent.

Ye Luo's heart suddenly rose with a strange feeling. At this moment, she felt as if she was an outsider, completely unable to intervene in the three-person world of Si Yitian, An Ruxia, and Yu.

Si Yutian sat in the bamboo hut for a while, reminiscing about the past, and when he saw the sun setting and the sky getting dark, he left.

If you stay for too long, you don't have a good reputation for Xiaoluo.

Although he really wanted to pollute each other with Xiao Luo, the mother concubine was afraid that she would blame Xiao Luo.

When everyone is gone, the world is pure.

After Ye Luo packed his luggage, he lay on the soft couch, his eyes widened, looking at the ceiling, without the slightest sleepiness.

The bed board is hard.

It seems that Si Yi was born and didn't like to sleep in soft beds, so he should be a strict self-disciplined person.

The air is very fresh, filled with a faint fragrance of bamboo, there is no extra incense, and there is no camellia decoration in the room. In the bedroom, there are no famous calligraphy and paintings.

"There are too few bedroom clues."

Ye Luo couldn't help frowning, she jumped up from the bed, "Let's go to the study and have a look." ”

Went up to the third floor.

Ye Luo was immediately shocked by the bookshelves that filled the room.

Although it is said to be three floors, the height of the room is 10 meters, which is higher than the first and second floors combined. The collection of books on the shelves has also been carefully revised.

"I turned out to be a book lover."

Ye Luo opened his golden pupils and looked around, "Let's see what books he likes to read on weekdays." ”

"Chronicle of the Five Elements Continent", "The Founding Ceremony of Hongmeng Ancestors", "Military Advisors and Power Schemes", "Waterwheel Irrigation", "Governing the World", "The Ten Greatest Emperors in the World of the Empire" ......

Ye Luo was full of black lines.

"This eldest brother of the royal is really an emperor fan. Sixty percent of the books in the collection are related to imperial power. The remaining 40 percent is related to people's livelihood and governance. The king of Yi has the name of the virtuous king, if he becomes the emperor, maybe he will really be better than the mentally retarded Si Jitian. ”

Ye Luo groaned slightly, took out a history book of the Hongmeng Empire, and flipped through it.

"Perhaps, I can find information about the Ghost Moon Sect, the first cult in the empire eight hundred years ago, and that old ghost."

However, to Ye Luo's disappointment, she scanned more than a dozen historical books in a row, but failed to find useful information. The record of the "Ghost Moon Cult" in the history books is very vague, only saying that it is a cult that threatens the rule of the empire and endangers the people, and then it is eliminated by the decent people of the empire.

"Forget it, don't look at it."

Ye Luo yawned in disinterest.

She put the "History of the Empire" in her hand on the table, and left without even closing the page.

Outside the window, a bleak night breeze blew, blowing the pages of the book "rattle".

Thick clouds, obscuring the moon's face.

Night, falling.

**

After Ye Luo returned to the bedroom, he did not sleep.

She sat down cross-legged, thinking about the purple water inheritance she had obtained from the ruins at the bottom of the Purple Smoke Lake.