Luo Wusheng came dressed in plain brocade clothes, she was smiling, and at this moment, her distorted cheeks also gave birth to a strange brilliance, attracting the attention of the two stunning men in the front hall.

It's just that when Luo Wusheng's appearance gradually became clear, Ye Qingjue's originally stretched Yuyan Xing's brows furrowed tightly, and the people who were getting closer and closer in front of him couldn't match the face that he had missed for a long time in his memory, what was wrong? No matter how powerful Yi Rongsan was, it wouldn't be ...... Does he want to rejoice in the air?

Luo Wusheng was stunned and came to the fifth ink, and as soon as he entered the door, he looked at the guests carefully with his eyes, whether it was as a maid or a master, in such a feudal country, there was still some uneducated embodiment, as a well-educated modern person, how could Luo Wusheng be wrong on this kind of issue?

"Childe, tea. As he spoke, Luo Wusheng put the tray on the edge of the table, picked up the tea, and placed it in front of the guest's position, just a casual glance, the familiar blue, the familiar face, and the unfamiliar were the wrinkles tightly locked between his brows, what was the reason why he was like this? In a second, the mind traveled around the entire universe, and finally returned to the original point, and all the spearheads in her heart were instantly pointed at herself: Because you are ugly!

Thinking of this, the teacup in Luo Wusheng's hand, which was about to fall off the table, fell on the table with a bang, and the water in the teacup spread out quickly and leisurely as if it had been unrestrained, and the spread became wider and wider. The white porcelain cup spun in a circle on the white wooden table and fell heavily to the ground, waking up the moment of stagnation with its own crisp cracking sound.

Hearing the sound of the teacup breaking, Luo Wusheng, who was originally shocked by his own thoughts, instantly became extremely flustered, as if after waking up from a beautiful dream, the ugly truth * body announced that he was true again and again.

Luo Wusheng hurriedly knelt down and went to clean up the fragments of the teacup, which seemed to have become slaves to the truth, and cut a cut on her finger, and bright red blood immediately gushed out. Luo Wusheng felt that her arm had been redeemed, and there was a force that helped her up through the hands holding her arm, she looked up, and the face of the fifth ink in her tearful eyes became blurred, and the heart safety department she thought had become sorry, how did she forget that he and the person she knew in front of her were the same 'Four Sons of Liangguo', and when they were exhausted and wanted to find a place to stop, they rode past her on a tall horse, without even giving a look, and the humiliating words of the little guy in front of the door were still in her ears. Their acquaintance is just a natural and inevitable event, and she made herself cry stupidly. Thinking about her current identity again, the foothold of her thoughts immediately arrived at the fifth ink personal maid, even if she can't see the close, she can also see the maid, in this way, her behavior just now must be a shame for the fifth ink, right?

Ye Qingjue watched the person in front of him being helped up by the fifth ink, still a little flustered and overly sluggish, he wanted to step forward and give her a hug, so that she could feel a little relieved. In fact, at the moment when he met Luo Wusheng's gaze just now, Ye Qingjue knew that the person in front of him was the person he was looking for, but, like a magic puppet, he couldn't only look at it in a daze, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry......" Luo Wusheng, who reacted, kept saying 'I'm sorry' while breaking free from the fifth ink's support and running out.

After the fifth Mo saw Luo Wusheng running out, he wanted to follow to see what the situation was, so that he could take care of her as soon as possible. But Fifth Mo's intellect told him no!

The king can't lose at any time Calm, Fifth Mo's mind is running quickly with everything that just happened, what kind of reason would make Wusheng become like this, no matter how he thinks, he can't think of it. But what the fifth ink can be sure of is that Luo Wusheng's abnormal behavior is inseparable from the death of the night in front of him.

In just a moment, the fifth ink returned to normal, and before he could order to clean up, the maid standing on the side cleaned up the mess early, and refilled two cups of "new tea" for the master and the guest. ”

Fifth Mo's voice was like a curtain wrapped around the stage, and as the 'performance' slowly came into view, Ye Qing's mind of the Absolute Divine Journey also returned to its original position, and Luo Wusheng's figure had disappeared in the distance without even a trace.

"Maybe I'm too special to scare the people in the house. Ye Qing hurriedly answered.

"Brother Qingjue, drink tea. "Fifth Mo really didn't know how to take Ye Qing's words. As the most handsome person in the "Four Sons of Liangguo", if it is special, it may be handsome and special. Fifth Mo knew that there should be a trace of sourness in his heart, Luo Wusheng's panicked appearance just now was full of shock, without the slightest admiration, but some things couldn't help himself, and his heart was still naughty.

Ye Qing Jue picked up the teacup when he heard it, signaled to respond, and then took a small sip gently, the teacup that stopped at his mouth couldn't be put down for a long time, all in his mind was now the moment when he looked at Luo Wusheng, those eyes were Wusheng, and it would definitely not be wrong. It's just that in those eyes is a panic that he has never seen before, whether it is the first time he sees her in the 'Bright Moon Tianya Song', or she meets again after being kidnapped by Zhuo You, no matter what he is facing. In Ye Qingjue's heart, heavy questions couldn't help but be pressed one after another: what had she been through? Who was going to be so cruel to her? He didn't know, he couldn't think of it, and his people couldn't find out. All of them, like the dark green of the approaching night, gradually deepened, gradually sank, pressed on the spiritual body, making it difficult for people to breathe.

The breath in the air once again returned to the embarrassment before Luo Wusheng came because of silence, and the protagonists with their own hearts were harmoniously quiet in such embarrassment, so quiet that the world was shaky.

"Brother Mo......" I don't know how long it took, and the sound of the night sounded, echoing in the quiet and desolate space, like an old bell that suddenly rang in the deep mountains.

Fifth Mo's hand holding the teacup trembled a little because of Ye Qingjue's sudden call, and he always felt that his heart was beating because of this call, and he always felt that something was about to happen, and that thing must be inseparable from Luo Wusheng, who had just fled here.