Her eyes widened as she looked at the ghostly figure, yes, it was the cold-faced ghost, who sneaked into a courtyard in the western position, and seeing his strange appearance, he must have secretly carried out an ulterior deed.

The so-called night is dark and windy, and it is a good time to kill.

Rong Qiao didn't have so much curiosity, because experience taught her that curiosity usually kills a person.

So she really wanted to turn around and leave, but the clear moon was shining, the moonlight was too gentle, and the blurry hazy moonlight was obliquely shining on the face of the cold-faced ghost, how did she think that he was suddenly so handsome, that ruthless and murderous temperament, that fluttering light work, why did everything look so dreamlike and picturesque in her eyes.

So she forgot the lesson, the bloody lesson, she followed closely behind Gong Huangjue, and probed into the mysterious and cold courtyard, where it seemed that she had never set foot in it, it looked like the house was old and old, overgrown with moss, crawling all over the wall, the vine grass penetrated the high wall, and climbed the towering tree in the center of the courtyard, which looked like the deep and dark horror atmosphere of the ancient house in a horror movie.

Rong Qiao's head shrank, this kind of ghost place, let alone at night, is even scared during the day. Could it be that there are mountains of gold and silver hidden here, so they deliberately made it so terrifying?

When he thought of silver, Rong Qiao's eyes were shining, flashing and shining, shining brighter than the little stars in the sky. She hurriedly touched east and west, leaning against the wall, tapping to see if the wall was hollow.

But she fumbled for a long time, but she still couldn't find any signs of the mechanism.

Isn't it hiding silver, it's hiding corpses?!

As soon as she thought of this, Rong Qiao's pupils immediately dilated, and she hurriedly and cautiously walked towards the door, she better not stay in this place, she can't stay here for a long time.

However, the familiar sound came from the dilapidated room, which made Rong Qiao stop, and she turned back and leaned on the windowsill.

Dip your saliva on your fingers, click the paper on the window, squint your eyes, aim at a distance, and look into the room.

When she saw what was going on in the room, her eyes lit up.

Wow –

She bit her lip desperately with her fingers, lest she scream with excitement.

What did she see, what did she see, she saw that Gong Huangjue was untying a beautiful and gentle young man's wide clothes, and his expression looked so gentle that it seemed to be dripping with droplets. That look is 100% the eyes of a lover.

Wow –

The cold evil man and a gentle and watery beautiful young man, what if they - she was eagerly waiting to see the next moving shot, who knew that Gong Huangjue turned his head at this time, and his cold gaze shot straight in her direction.

Rong Qiao shuddered. Worst!

If he saw her find out that he had a habit of breaking sleeves, he would definitely kill her and kill her. Don't be afraid now, but when to wait!

Rong Qiao squatted, turned around and ran wildly, rushing back to the Lonely Wind Building in one go.

In the west courtyard, Gong Huangjue was a little restless. He had just looked through the candle flame into the dark eyes on the windowsill, and he knew it must be the damn woman.

It's just that for some reason, her eyes staring at him flashed with inexplicable excitement, and he was puzzled.

For a moment, he frowned, damn woman, and he was surprised to find that his head had been circling the woman's affairs, which made him inexplicably irritable.

The beautiful young man opened his eyes, and he looked at Gong Huangjue with a slightly unnatural expression.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Today he used healing for him, how absent-minded, and a little impatient.

"Not much, let's move on."

Gong Huangjue exerted force with both palms and slapped him on the back.

This time he told himself not to think about the damn woman anymore.

The next morning, Rong Qiao saw the handsome and elegant gentle young man again at the dinner table in the hall of Prince Zhong's mansion, and she stared at him with stunned eyes.

How could this beautiful young man who was hidden by a cold-faced man appear in the hall openly, wasn't Gong Huangjue worried that others would know that he had a habit of breaking his sleeves?

Or is he simply a man and a woman, eating everything?

Looking at the sixteen ladies at the dinner table with their usual faces and the gentle young man with a natural and unpretentious expression, on the other hand, Rong Qiao himself was a little fussed, too outdated!

It's hard for them to know it, everyone knows what's going on, and the secret privacy she so-called unearthed last night is not a rumor for Gong Huangjue at all, the real rumor is that he kills both men and women, and the two parties are on the same couch, and he controls them all together.

Rong Qiao frowned in confusion, her thoughts flying far, far away.

Gong Huang Jue saw that Rong Qiao was staring at his younger brother's face without shying away from it, and a dullness swept up in his murderous black pupils, and his tone couldn't help but be cold.

"Woman, you're late."

Wow –

Rong Qiao's head suddenly flashed, the cold-faced man was jealous, he was jealous, he must be jealous!

He must not like the gentle boy who others coveted him, so when she looked at the beautiful boy a few more times, he was displeased.

It must be like this, after Rong Qiao made up her mind in her heart, she regained her natural expression and sat beside the gentle young man, but Gong Huangjue grabbed her and put her by her side.

"Woman, you're in the wrong place."

Rong Qiao stared at his cold face in amazement.

"No, I sit in that position every day, and I don't sit in the wrong position."

Gong Huangjue coldly put the dish in his lips, chewing elegantly and silently, without glancing at Rong Qiao.

"Woman, I said you sat in the wrong position, you sat in the wrong place, where is there so much verbosity, eat!"

Well, people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, this is his territory, he is the boss, she is as she pleases, sit in this position and sit in this position.

Rong Qiao muttered the corners of her mouth, she sat beside Gong Huangjue, and she could almost see the pores of his delicate and smooth face, the breathing.

You can clearly see his beautiful black jade clear pupils, the tall and handsome nose bridge, and the perfectly proportioned lip flaps.

"So I look at it this way, I really look good." She stared at Gong Huangjue's face and muttered to herself.

The words that were as thin as a breeze clearly drifted into Gong Huangjue's ears, making his ears hot and his face stiff.

"But-" Rong Qiao simply held her cheeks and looked at Gong Huangjue carefully, she felt that there was always something wrong with that face. By the way, it's the crescent moon mask that she wears on her face, she feels awkward no matter how she looks at it, it's too unpleasant to the eye, and it's just unsightly. Involuntarily, she reached out and reached over, and unexpectedly took off his crescent moon mask.

The faces of everyone at the dinner table changed to a greater or lesser extent, and as for the gentle young man, he was still quietly paying attention to everything.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was suddenly oppressive and frightened.

Rong Qiao saw that there was a snow wolf totem on the half of his face covered by the crescent moon mask, like a lonely wolf roaring in the sky, looking a little sad and sad.

She saw it! Sure enough, she saw it!

Gong Huang Jue's murderous coldness floated under his eyes, his face tightened, and a fierce anger floated between his strong eyebrows.

The faces of the sixteen ladies were almost buried in the rice bowl, only Rong Qiao, she actually reached out and touched the snow wolf totem on Gong Huangjue's cheek, and pinched it.

"This tattoo is the same as the real thing, as if it was born, it's really strange, I don't know where the master is so skilled and prints the tattoo so realistically. Gong Huangjue, it turns out that you are wearing a mask to cover your tattoos, I thought that half of your face was disfigured, why hide such a beautiful tattoo, isn't it good for everyone to appreciate it? Besides, how bad it is to wear a mask for a long time, not to mention the trouble, it also has an impact on your health, the sun can't shine, you are sick, and you are not energetic. She chattered, not realizing that the people around her had become statues, including Gong Huangjue herself.

Smack-

The chopsticks in the gentle young man's hand slipped and slammed into the ground. A look of astonishment flew in his warm eyes.

Rong Qiao glanced at them strangely.

"What's wrong with you? I'm not the dish on the dinner table, look at me, you won't be full, it's really strange, it's like you can be full with an old stomach looking at me. She shook her head, puzzled. Lifting the chopsticks, she took the sweet and sour pork ribs she liked to eat and took a bite.

Gong Huangjue on the side suddenly made a move and grabbed her wrist, causing the sweet and sour pork ribs in her hand to fall to the ground with a "snap". It's a pity, Rong Qiao looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs on the ground, she sighed, and reluctantly stretched out her tongue to lick the taste left on her lips.

Then she glared at Gong Huangjue unhappily. "Hey, man, the people live on food, do you know this truth? Every time I eat, you come to such a hand, you want to deliberately destroy my mood to enjoy the food, you are evil, you are very bad-hearted, do you know? ”

Rong Qiao stretched out his finger and poked Gong Huangjue's chest indignantly.

The gentle young man sat opposite, and the soft color in his eyes became even stronger.

He seemed to be in a good mood, changed to a new pair of chopsticks, and deliberately took the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate.

Rong Qiao hurriedly shook off Gong Huangjue, and her chopsticks came out like electricity.

"You dare to grab what your aunt likes to eat? It doesn't matter if you're the new favorite of cold-faced men, I'll take it for granted! ”

I snatched the sweet and sour pork ribs from the gentle young man's chopsticks, stuffed it into his lips, and enjoyed it beautifully.

The gentle young man on the other side was stunned by her astonishing words.

"What do you mean by my sister-in-law?" It took him a long time to find his voice.

Sister-in-law?!

Rong Qiao's eyes widened, she looked at Gong Huangjue, and then at the gentle young man opposite.

"You, with him, shouldn't you be brothers?" She asked with difficulty.

"Exactly, eldest brother Gong Huangjue, in the lower palace Huangrui, ranked second in the family." The gentle boy introduced himself.