The moon is sparse, the wind is blowing, and the surrounding leaves collide with each other, making a rustling sound.

"It's obviously here, why is it gone?" A woman in a goose-yellow palace robe looked around suspiciously, she was obviously chasing a figure here, why did that person disappear in just a blink of an eye? But where is this? She had never known that there was such a barren place in this palatial palace, overgrown with weeds, the weeds had reached her ankles, and the few trees in the distance that were already a few years old made the world inside even more mysterious? Will he go inside?

Leng Xianning's black and white eyes widened, trying to see the scene in the depths of the woods. Could that person have gone into this forest? It should be a man in that figure, although he is entangled in whether to go in and have a look, as the saying goes, curiosity kills a cat. It's just that her footsteps have slowly walked into the forest. Forget it, let's die, who called her really curious. The woman put on a righteous and Ling Ran expression, and walked towards the depths of the forest as if she were dead.

The goose-yellow figure walked deep and shallow to the depths of the forest, slowly, the eyes became open, a small wooden house stood quietly in front of him, the corners of the cold and delicate mouth hooked up a smile that was really like this, but when he arrived at the door of the wooden house, he couldn't walk at all. If she could turn back time, she swore she would never come in.

"Yes." The woman's voice came from inside unabashedly, perhaps because it was too remote here, she dared to scream so presumptuously. The figure standing in front of the door was suddenly stupid when she heard the voice, her face suddenly burned, and she turned around and left in embarrassment, she was not interested in knowing who the cheating man and woman were. Who let there be too many lonely women in the inner courtyard of this palace? It is estimated that it is a palace maid who can't stand the loneliness of the boudoir, this kind of thing is common.

"Who." A calm male voice stopped her steps, and before she could react, she was swept into the cabin by a gust of wind and fell to the ground gorgeously.

Damn, the woman scolded in a low voice, rubbed her sore arm, raised her head and was about to scold, "Ah" The earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods resounded in the sky, and the sound of birds fluttering their wings sounded in the woods.

She trembled and pointed at the person in front of her, "You, you, you," she said for a long time, but she couldn't say a complete sentence, looking at the familiar person in front of her, she didn't know how to behave. Gritting his teeth, he held back a sentence, "Why don't you wear clothes?" ”

The man stood in front of her without an inch of emotion, and slowly approached her.

She dared to swear to God, she definitely didn't mean to, but her eyes just couldn't control her eyes and looked at him. She looked at his body with a red face, and her heart was pounding. Oh my God, shame on you. Just looking at him, I knew that he was interrupted by her halfway through the matter, * it hasn't disappeared yet, and now he must have the heart to kill her.

"That, that," looking at his figure getting closer and closer, she lowered her head and moved her ass back, there was no one here, would he kill someone, there was no proof of death. "I didn't mean to, I, I walked around, looked around, looked."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and her eyes saw through the man's body the woman who was lying on the wooden bed behind him, covering the spring light with a brocade quilt, she? How could it be her? And the woman stared at her fiercely, without the slightest fear or embarrassment of being discovered.

"You ······" Her eyes were full of incredulity, she thought it was a palace maid, she really didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected gain from a moment of curiosity.

"How?" The man tore through the scattered clothes on the ground, draped them over his body, scooped her up, pressed her against the cold wooden plank, and pinched her slender neck with his slender fingers.

"Ahem, put... On··· Open me. Her feet kicked wildly, and she raised her hand to push him away. He was defenseless against himself, and it was a simple matter to break free from his restraints and escape. However, she doesn't know martial arts here, and if she lets him know about her secret martial arts, she will definitely die an ugly death. Reason eventually prevailed, and Leng Xianning grabbed his wrist with brute force in a senseless resistance.

"You, damn it." The man said coldly, there was no trace of warmth in his black eyes, only death. The icy breath of death.

"Two, second brother." The woman struggled to pronounce two syllables, she was really about to die, and now she could only hold the idea of influencing him.