Chapter 4: Meeting the Old Man (1)

The black-clothed figure didn't reply, and even lost any sense of existence, and even the gaze that stared at her disappeared.

Qingcheng subconsciously took two steps to the southeast, and finally adapted to the darkness of the night. But if you look closely, where is the black-clothed figure? There is no one at all!

Everything in the house seemed unremarkable, except for a ray of moonlight pouring in from the window, mixed with the lights in the courtyard, which seemed like a dream.

Did he leave? But the doors and windows are closed, where can he go? Or has no one ever appeared?

Qingcheng couldn't help but doubt his judgment. Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden slight movement in the corridor outside the door, and some light and shadow flashed......

Qingcheng rushed to the door without thinking and took off the latch with the fastest movement: "You are ......"

The moment the door opened, her unspoken questions were blocked, dumbfounded by the gaze of the man in front of her.

It was Nie Xingji standing outside the door.

Qingcheng immediately lowered his eyes and pursed his lips silently.

"Woke up?" He was the first to ask.

"Hmm." Qingcheng didn't want to say much.

Nie Xingji's eyesight is excellent, even in the dark, he can see what is wrong with her by the light of a star. Her white dress was a little wrinkled, her hair was messy, and her forehead was slightly overflowing with fragrant sweat, with a cautious and defensive look.

Her look made him feel glaring.

"It's so late, what is the matter with Your Highness?" Qingcheng finally raised his eyes and looked detached.

"What do you call me?" His sudden questioning was low and sharp.

"Brother Wang." She changed her words "from admonition".

Nie Xingji's jaw tightened, and his eyebrows were faintly frowned, obviously displeased; And Qingcheng didn't say anything more. In the darkness, the two stood opposite each other, speechless.

The atmosphere under the corridor was dull for a while, and there was some inexplicable restlessness.

Finally, Nie Xingji opened his mouth to break the deadlock: "I have something to say to you. As he spoke, he stepped into Qingcheng's house and closed the door with his backhand. Strong and direct, he didn't ask for her opinion at all, and didn't give her any chance to refuse.

Qingcheng was caught off guard by him and flashed into the door, his heart was saddened, and then he thought of the suspected black shadow, he felt even more anxious, and couldn't help refusing: "It's too late tonight, if anything happens, it's not too late for Brother Wang to talk tomorrow!" ”

Nie Xingji didn't answer, he walked straight to the table in the dark, took out a fire fold and lit the lampstand.

Qingcheng was annoyed, stood still and didn't move, and scolded him coldly: "Although Your Highness and I are brother and sister, we should also take care of the harm of men and women in the middle of the night. There were many people in the post house, and Qingcheng did not dare to ruin the prestige of the clan. ”

"Clan prestige?" Nie Xingji sneered, didn't answer immediately, just turned around and looked at her through the dim light, trying to find the longing and longing in his memory.

In fact, it is difficult for him to describe Qingcheng's appearance and temperament, and he doesn't seem to find any appropriate words in this world. Unlike the ordinary lady, she is heroic, like the morning light breaking through the fog, the ice and snow breaking through the clouds, and maintaining a period of indifference and alienation from the world, which is unattainable.

Nie Xingji looked at Qingcheng for a long time, until the woman in front of him perfectly overlapped with the shadow in his memory, and then he replied: "Neither the guard on duty tonight nor your maid will appear." It's just you and me at the moment, and you still have to hold the shelf of your brother and sister? ”