Ye Qingjue, who had just come back from outside, felt that it was not too easy for him to do many things by himself, but now he was only busy with one-tenth of his daily work, and he already felt a little powerless, and then thinking about Hua Wuliu, who had not been seen for several days, he suddenly felt that he had lost even a little spiritual motivation, he leaned on the soft collapse at will, and the silver night sky outside the window seemed to be singing a lullaby for him. Ye Qing's body and mind were completely relaxed, enjoying a moment of comfort, and just as he was about to sleep comfortably like this, his brows suddenly furrowed tightly, "Who?"

After Ye Qingjue opened his eyes and sat up, there was a letter in front of his desk, and the surroundings were still quiet, but after a while, Jin Lan appeared in front of Ye Qingjue's table, his expression was extremely serious, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, "It's a dereliction of duty by his subordinates." ”

Ye Qingjue just looked at the letter on the table, as if he hadn't heard what Jinlan said. The person who sent the letter was either a person from his house, or a person with extremely high martial arts, Mo said that Jinlan didn't find it, even he found out after the envelope had been placed on the table, if it wasn't for the person who was just a messenger, if the person was here to take his life at night, I'm afraid that he would be more than lucky now.

When Ye Qingjie reached out to take the letter on the table, Jinlan stopped him first, "Master......"

Ye Qingjue's hand paused in the air for a moment, and then he still picked up the letter, "If that person really wants to harm me, you don't have to use such a dirty act, just he just sent the letter and can be silent under the noses of you and me, presumably his skill must be above you and me." ”

Jinlan lowered his head when he heard the news, Ye Qingjue was right, the person who could break into the city lord's mansion and put the letter on the table silently this time must be a powerful person, but no matter how powerful a person is, it is a dereliction of duty on his part as the commander of the 36th Army to break in, and it seems that the defense capability of the mansion needs to be improved.

Ye Qingjue opened the letter, and after quickly browsing the contents of the letter, he wanted to laugh out loud, but when he looked up and saw Jinlan kneeling in the room, he tried to hold back his laughter, and after adjusting his state, he said seriously: "You go down." ”

"Yes. Jinlan, who is usually a hanger, left with a lot of concern at the moment, and he didn't notice that even if Ye Qingjue said it seriously, there was something wrong in his tone.

After Jinlan left, Ye Qingjue opened the letter again, and it was written crookedly, "Midnight, a bouquet of flowers, a knife, the moon song at the end of the world." "The signature is a very ugly flower, looking at the flower, Yeqing unconsciously thought of the flower without willows, his expression has a trace of disgust for the flower, that kind of like makes him feel very comfortable, but this time makes him feel that something is wrong, why is it at midnight? He remembered the note from yesterday, he quickly found the note, although the words on the letter and the words on the note are the same ugly, but the words on the letter are a little more serious, not as deliberate as on the note, he didn't have time to study what kind of connection between the two, he looked up at the sky outside, and saw that it was almost midnight, no matter what kind of angler, he was willing to bite such a happy bait and hook it to go to the meeting for a while, the one that should surface could not sink after all, in case it was really Hua Wuliu's sex？

Ye Qing Jue summoned the housekeeper to prepare a bouquet of flowers and a knife for him, when the housekeeper asked what flowers and what knife he wanted, he asked Ye Qing Jue, the letter did not say what flowers and what kind of letters, Ye Qing Jue thought for a while, looked at the increasingly dark sky, and only replied, "Whatever." ”

The housekeeper was so confused by the night's 'casual' that he didn't know where to start, there were so many kinds of flowers in the world, and even the knife was tens of millions of kinds because of its shape and size, so what kind of casualness was this 'casual' to be casual? In the housekeeper's anxious thoughts, he saw a bouquet of chrysanthemums and a sickle at the door, as if someone knew that his needs had been prepared for him in advance, he looked around, and saw that there was nothing abnormal, so he took the flower and the knife to the night clear.

When Ye Qingjue saw the chrysanthemum and the sickle, he tried his best to control his chin from falling off his face, he said casually, this housekeeper is really casual enough, in order to get as promised, he can only have a black face, take the chrysanthemum, and carry the sickle to the appointment.

Late at night, the bright moon showed a charming bend, making the whole night full of temptation, just like the temptation of the 'Bright Moon Tianya Song' without a trace of candlelight in that blue figure, and the black ** Mi on the eaves played black humor. The blue figure flashed in quickly' In the house without willows on the second floor of the bright moon Tianya song, the bedroom is separated by a curtain, although he knows that this is not good, but Ye Qingjue's heart wants to unravel the truth and urges him to walk to the bedroom step by step, it seems that there is a person in the curtain who is performing a charm on him, so that he can't control himself to go there, but when he is about to get to the curtain, the room suddenly lights up with a candle, only to see Wang's mother looking at him neatly dressed, without yesterday's surprise, so far he understands, yesterday and today's messenger is not the same person, today's person must be related to Hua Wuliu, since the cold Nizi loves to tease him, then he will accompany him to the end, who called her a catastrophe that he couldn't escape, a lover who couldn't be removed at a glance.

Luo Wusheng, who was sleeping soundly in the Scholar Pavilion, sneezed three times inexplicably, and she looked at the dark room with sleepy eyes, and said silently in her heart: One thought, two scolding, three colds. Immediately, she curled up in the bed, trying to escape from the harbingers of the cold.

Mother Wang cried with a pair of heavy panda eyes: "What are you doing here, son of the city lord?"

Ye Qingjue looked at the black charcoal that was obviously smeared around Wang's mother's eyes, and the hint of banter in her voice, he just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he could point out who could move Wang's mother, who else could there be besides Hua Wuliu, even if he was tricked, his heart couldn't help but feel a little excited, and he replied seriously, "Come and enjoy the sleeping face of the flower girl." ”

Ye Qingjue said it so confidently, it seemed that what he was doing now was not some unsightly night break, but what he should do, so that Mother Wang didn't know what to take for a while. Who called the family the son of the city lord, and he was the only son, the master of this future Licheng, it was reasonable to say this from his mouth. Mother Wang knew very well that this person could not be provoked, but how could she dare not do what that girl said? Who called her a good comrade-in-arms of Liangguo?" Mother Wang almost cried, telling the world how true what she said.

Ye Qingjue turned his back to Wang's mother and laughed softly: "I thought she had changed sex." ”