The night is dark and the wind is high, and the smoke and moon are veiled.

The huge mansion was immersed in silence, the shadows of the dark trees overlapped, the cold wind blew, the branches and leaves rustled, and the dark corners were as mysterious and terrifying as if there were black shadows flashing.

The sound of footsteps gradually rose, from far to near, a row of black-armored guards patrolled by, and there was no abnormality, and gradually walked away.

There seemed to be some movement in the depths of the corner, and then a small black figure came out, and in the darkness it was not real, but the man seemed to have something on his back, and clumsily jumped onto the courtyard wall, and quickly left the lonely and cold mansion.

The sound of drums was already in the middle of the night.

Soon after the little figure escaped from the mansion, the mansion was boiling, and the black-armored guards came out of the hospital to look for it, obviously losing something valuable, and the black back slowly sank into the dim moonlight, going farther and farther......

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the house, a person pursed his thin lips, and his dark eyes were very good-looking, but he looked at the unknown netherworld emptyly......

She still ran away after all, and she was going to leave him after all.

It seems that she has been trying to escape from her side since he met her......

A few months ago, Yanyu Building moved the Jinling National Capital, not only because the owner behind Yanyu Building was a prince, but also because Su Wanwan, the first beauty of Yanyu Building, sang for the first time, and a string music moved the whole city.

It is rumored that Su Wanwan was hidden by the owner behind the scenes, although there are countless admirers, but they can only hear her voice and cannot see her.

The more rare things are, the more I think about them, and this is the root of many people's long-standing inferiority.

Smoke and rain building, on the water pavilion platform, the light smoke and gauze curtain flying, and in the heavy curtains, the beautiful lady beauty shadow flickered; Under the water pavilion platform, there are all the famous families who covet the beauty, Sun Guixuan, their eyes are intent, a look of longing and eagerness, but they are uneasy, I don't know who can be lucky enough to see the beauty of the country.

At the end of the song, beware of drawing, the four strings sound like cracks.

Everyone seemed to be still in the aftertaste, but someone sighed faintly, and inadvertently, the white shadow quickly disappeared into the curtains, and only the beautiful maid in red and green clothes outside the curtain slowly withdrew from the water pavilion.

"Master, Miss Wan was taken away by the prince."

There was silence in the elegant room, and a man was reclining on the couch, his eyebrows were light, but he was like an immortal flower blooming in the nine heavens.

The cloud-like green silk reflects the candle flame, as if the ice and snow on the height of Lingfeng reflect the moonlight, and the golden clothes with the black jade belt loosely tied around the waist are slightly open, which is obviously a vulgar color, but when worn on him, it has such a unique taste of soul-elimination. Like a gorgeous gold leaf, it sets off the bright and noble moon and is not stained with dust.

"Huh." The simple light is like a sound outside the strings, pleasant and moving, round and jade.

"Master, the four princes have sent a greeting post." The beautiful maid respectfully reported, and then lowered her eyes and waited for the man's command.

"Oh." With another simple sound, the person had left the Accord, and the beautiful maid immediately followed. The golden bloom gently swayed on the long water-pavilion curved bridge, all the way to the song platform, unslow, elegant as flowing water.

The heavy curtains moved slightly in the wind, and the piano sang softly.

"The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green, and the willow eyes continue in spring. With a long day of silence, the bamboo sound of the crescent moon is still like the ...... of the year, "It is obviously Qingyue's singing, but it is indescribably intoxicating and inexhaustible temptation."

"Everyone is saying that Su Wanwan sings a song, and the singers in the world are all beautiful, but no one knows, the song of the six princes of Jinling Kingdom is more like the sound of heaven, and the sound of the world is absolutely loud, and it is more than that." The figure of the person who came was majestic, with a jade belt in black clothes, sharp and domineering. As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was sharp and gloomy through the gaps.

"Fourth brother, it's rare that you will also come to this bone-eating and soul-destroying Yanyu Building!" Qiao Muyu raised his eyebrows and joked.

"Bone Eater!" Qiao Mufeng snorted lightly, his voice was low, "Isn't the sixth brother even more devastating." After that, he looked at Qiao Muyu in front of him, as a man, but he had a demonic appearance that charmed all beings, if he was a woman......

"The fourth brother is in love with the sixth brother, my face?" The ridicule is also coquettish.

"Ha Luha, if the sixth brother is a woman, the fourth brother will be a red face...... the words are sonorous and decisive.

"Woman, how can you compare with me Qiao Muyu!" Qiao Muyu chuckled and handed over the glass cup full of fine wine, "But the fourth brother seems to have something to say, and he will pour all the country into a red face, but is it true?" "The eyes are flowing, and at this moment, he is even more beautiful than the peerless elegance of a feminine woman.

"Take it seriously!" Raising his eyes, "Sixth Brother Mo doesn't want to verify it?" ”

"How!" The thin lips opened slightly, and the moist grapes slid into the mouth, becoming more and more beautiful and beautiful.

"Heh, why don't you and I have a glass of wine first?" Qiao Mufeng's words turned around, his eyebrows raised slightly, and with a force of his left hand, he pulled Qiao Muyu into his arms, "I don't see the sixth brother hiding her delicate color, and Bibo Spring Dream Liao Shengwu." ”

"Haha......ha

The night is sinking, the moon is hidden in the clouds, and the halo is slightly dyed, and the vultures are slightly moving.

Outside the corridor of the Yanyu Building, far away from the water pavilion, a black figure quietly touched in, sneakily approaching, clumsy movements, not like a habitual offender, hidden in the darkness only to see a pair of eyes like stars, bright and clear, Chu Chu moving.

At this time, the admirers have long since dispersed, and the beautiful maid in red and green clothes has also left, but in the light smoke and gauze curtain, there is still a faint figure, it should be Su Wanwan.

Ling Siqing thought that if she could really see Su Wanwan herself, then the tariff she raised should be enough!

There was a burst of joy in her heart, and she didn't dare to stop longer, she walked up to the water pavilion step by step, raised her hand carefully, and her white fingertips held the curtain, just waiting to be gently opened, as if to open the dream in her heart......

The man in Xuanyi prayed for his body, but he was entangled by a marigold......

Uh, what kind of dream is this?

In a trance, there seemed to be a figure flashing, Ling Siqing's eyes flickered, and then he came back to his senses, looking back but there was no trace of anyone, he took a heavy breath, and concentrated uneasily, but found that the curtain had been lifted, but he couldn't breathe out again......

With her thin pink lips slightly open, a faint flush stained her stunning face, and her chest was wheezing violently, scorching for a long time......

"You, you, you ......" for a long time, Ling Siqing could only pronounce this simple word 'you'.

"I, I, I ......" Qiao Muyu's voice trembled slightly, and he also looked at the 'man in black' in front of him with a look of horror, if it was a black night clothes, if his eyes didn't seem to see through everything about her.

"Golden, golden, golden, calendula ......"

"What?" Qiao Muyu stood up suddenly, the originally spread out golden clothes suddenly closed, and the vulgarity was lined with elegance, and his watery eyes flashed a trace of gloom, "You dare to call this king calendula!" ”