The night, dark, with a hint of moonlight. It's almost autumn night, and there is no summer heat.

An Shaoqing turned over from the horse and walked quickly to the door of the mansion. Like the wind following closely behind, he did not dare to relax his protection of his master. Suddenly, like the wind, he paused and looked at the towering wall for a long time.

"What's wrong?" An Shaoqing was slightly stunned, like the wind is rarely like this.

As soon as he exited, he saw a black shadow falling directly into the house from the wall at the head of the wall not far away. It is indeed not an exaggeration to say that it is a fall. It's just that even if you are a thief, you should have some skills. It takes a lot of effort to climb a wall, and this just got to the wall and fell into the house, I'm afraid it's not a thief.

The figure......

"Master Hou?" Rufeng called, "Subordinates go and take it immediately!" ”

"Wait." An Shaoqing's eyes suddenly narrowed like a crescent moon, cold as water, "Maybe it's a good show." Without saying a word, he walked quickly towards the house.

He wanted to see if it was the man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

Fortunately, there was a green shade under the wall, otherwise it would have been half to death. Wushuang secretly shouted in the dark, "Young Master Luo, this way!" ”

The black shadow struggled for a long time to get up from the ground and staggered towards Wushuang. After wandering for a long time on the way, the two black shadows finally walked to the door of the firewood room. It's just that the firewood room is locked, and it can't be opened at all without a key.

"Xiao Jin? Xiao Jin, are you in there? In the moonlight, it was Luo Qian's thin and pale cheeks.

When he learned that Su Jin was detained in the firewood room, Luo Qian was almost crazy. However, his body was too weak, so he could only climb over the wall in the middle of the night. The fall just now almost broke Luo Qian's leg.

Lying on the crack in the door and looking inside, there was only darkness in his eyes, so anxious that Luo Qian was like an ant on a hot pot.

"Brother Qian? Brother Qian, is that you? "There was a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies inside. In the darkness, a slender index finger poked out through the crack in the door.

Luo Qian was so overjoyed that he forgot where he was. The index fingers were facing each other, and the tips of the fingers were lightly attached to one place, which was their usual mark, and only belonged to each other's codes.

Inside the door, Su Jin was smiling in the dark.

"Xiao Jin, don't be afraid, I will definitely let you out." Luo Qian whispered.

"Brother Qian......"

"Don't be afraid."

Su Jin knew that Luo Qian was an elegant scholar who couldn't help himself, and it must have taken all his might to step into the Anton Marquis Mansion. Her eyes were moist, and Luo Qian was there after all, and she was not alone in her persistence.

"Do you want me to help you?"

Suddenly, a cold, piercing voice floated through the cold night, like a call from hell. Under the thin moonlight, An Shaoqing stood proudly, and the silver light pulled his back to the elder, as if drawing a boundary beside him, not allowing anyone to take a step close to his world.

He is accustomed to such indifference, there is no emotion in his eyes, only the unfathomable depth of a deep pool.

As soon as Luo Qian's hand was released, the iron hook fell to the ground with a clatter, and the whole person was stunned and failed to react on the spot.

As if no one was coming, An Shaoqing stepped on the moonlight, just like a god who could not be resisted. Walking up the stairs, his long figure blocked the door, and Su Jin looked at him through the crack in the door. The moonlight shone behind him, and the faint light spread out infinitely, outlining the outline of his flickering face.

Slightly shocked, Su Jin was a little flustered, "It's not about Brother Qian, I asked Brother Qian to save me." If you want to punish me, punish me, and let my brother go. ”

"You're going to take the blame on yourself." No one could see An Shaoqing's expression clearly, as if he was born from the darkness, and his body was full of coldness.

"What do you want?" Luo Qian was originally a weak scholar, he only cared about blocking the door, and in the face of the strong and pressing An Shaoqing, he had no power to fight back.

An Shaoqing suddenly clasped Luo Qian's shoulder, and Luo Qian, who was in pain, screamed, and cold sweat almost oozed from his forehead. Seeing this, An Shaoqing smiled like a ghost, "It's so useless, and you dare to step into the door of the Hou Andong Mansion?" Turning his head to Su Jin inside, he sneered, "You just like such people?" Such a scholar, can you protect each other? ”

After speaking, with a little disgust, An Shaoqing shook off Luo Qian.

Luo Qian's body trembled forward, and he almost fell. was already weak, but now he is even more dizzy. Fortunately, Wushuang's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Luo Qian, "Young Master Luo? ”

"Like the wind." An Shaoqing snorted coldly.

But I heard a cold sword unsheath in the night, and the door lock fell to the ground. An Shaoqing pushed the door and couldn't enter, standing at the door and looking down at Su Jin with cold eyes. In the dark shimmer, his eyes were bright, and his thin lips blurred the anger and forbearance in his eyes. An Shaoqing's gaze shrank suddenly for some reason when it touched her tenacious gaze.

Such a look looks like the one she was many years ago.

My heart hurts suddenly.