The night grew thicker, and at some point, a wet mist crept up, tightening everything around.

The moon was hidden behind the clouds, leaving only the sky with stars, shining with a faint sheen. In this vast space, visibility is rapidly reduced. At the end of the day, there was only a figure not far away in his eyes, and a faint white mist around him.

The cold night breeze blew, breaking through the mist and invading everything in the world.

It's so cold!

Ling Siqing unconsciously tightened the cloak on his body.

She looked into the distance, and a hint of irritability rose in her heart.

What's next?

She wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, she didn't want to stare at the outside of this dark winter cellar and freeze to death.

Qiao Muyu kept looking at her quietly, and didn't take a step closer, like every time he hugged her and pushed her away fiercely, he was resolute like an outsider, indifferently watching her fend for herself in this circle, without any pity.

She finally held her head high and walked away step by step.

Qiao Muyu had already regained his composure, but he couldn't approach the woman opposite, he could only watch her disappear into the mist little by little, her chest throbbed, and a large mouthful of blood overflowed the corners of her mouth, bright and beautiful.

Fortunately, she is gone, otherwise, I really don't know how to end!

The Imperial City of Kumho is particularly quiet compared to the bustle of other places.

Ling Siqing stood by the lake, looking at his own reflection in the lake, his immature body, but his soul seemed to have experienced the world!

Liu Junsheng looked for her for a long time, and finally saw her figure by Kumho, and she was dressed in women's clothes, and couldn't help but recall a glimpse in the wine shop that night, it turned out to be really her, he was so stupid, he didn't even see it!

"Qingzhu?" Liu Junsheng called him softly, with a faint gloomy color.

Ling Siqing looked back, Liu Junsheng still looked elegant, but he did lose a lot of weight, his face was a little pale, and he seemed to have seen something bad in the past, "Liu Junsheng, tell me to think about it, I'm sorry to hide it from you for so long......"

Liu Junsheng smiled comfortably, not careless, "This really makes me ashamed of myself." ”

Ling Siqing knew what he meant, maybe if she had known that she was a woman, they wouldn't have gotten acquainted, but now and now, there is no sympathy for each other, "Don't see each other anymore, it's rare to get acquainted with you, and I won't retreat just because I'm a woman." ”

Liu Junsheng chuckled, looking at the microwave on the surface of the lake, and was a little distracted for a while.

"If you ask me out, you won't just refer to this one thing, you can't say anything else, so let's just say it."

"Sure enough, it's Liu Junsheng, it's really direct, it's like this, I want to open a small painting workshop in Jinling, specializing in antiques, calligraphy and paintings, I want to ask you for some help, you know, it's not very convenient for me to travel now......" Ling Siqing said, looking at the last ten in the distance.

Liu Junsheng responded, but the gloom between his eyebrows did not subside.

"Junsheng, is something wrong with you? Why the depression? Ling Siqing probably guessed that it was related to Fang Mengchen, but she hadn't seen Mengchen for a few days, so she couldn't say what was the reason for it for a while.

Liu Junsheng was slightly stunned, and panic flashed in a trance, but he quickly calmed down.

"Why don't you tell me something, maybe I can help?" At least go to see Fang Mengchen, she will be easy!

Liu Junsheng looked at Ling Siqing's bright eyes, which were full of trust and concern, and there were faint waves in his heart, his expression was slightly calm, he took a deep breath, but sighed softly.

Ling Siqing was even more puzzled for a while, she had never seen Liu Junsheng so low, and there seemed to be a lot of things hidden in her heart.

Liu Junsheng was silent for a long time, and took Ling Siqing to a place.

Liu Junsheng's home is in the ancient alley in the south of Jinling City, there is a large forest at the end of the ancient alley, the forest is probably connected to the outside of the city, the wind is blowing, but it is inaccessible, and the fallen pear trees are swaggering in the wind, revealing coldness.

Ling Si was puzzled, "This forest is so beautiful, why does it look so cold?" ”

Liu Junsheng said half-jokingly: "There have been flower thieves here who have harmed women's lives, and since there have been a few more grievances, no one has come over, and some people have rarely even gone to the forests outside the city." ”

"Did the flower thief catch it?"

"Siqing, what kind of person do you think the Sixth Highness is?" Under the pear blossom tree, the atmosphere instantly solidifies.

"Why did Junsheng say that?" Ling Siqing was slightly stunned, puzzled why he diverted the topic, and the pear blossom trees that were full of eyes were reflected in the pupils like a withered peach forest, all of which were deeply chilled and intensely indissolvable.

"I have heard a few relatives and nobles say that the women who have been favored by the six princes have all died, although there have been many beauties and beauties in his house, it is just His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as a cover, he really doesn't pet much, and they all died after the spoil......"

Ling Siqing was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, staring at Liu Junsheng and couldn't speak for a while.

Liu Junsheng looked at the black silt covering his feet in the pear grove, bent down slightly, lowered his body, raised his hand to stroke the silt, and said, "My sister, since I entered the Six Princes' Mansion, I haven't come out again......"

"Your sister ......" Ling Siqing suddenly understood the meaning of Liu Junsheng bringing her here, and what he wanted to tell her.

Liu Junsheng stood under the pear blossom tree, and suddenly there was a bit of an unreachable taste, is this the secret in his heart? What did he have to say about it? Tell her about Qiao Muyu's mystery? Or something else?

The wind is cool, and according to the rare and empty birdsong, the pear leaves have long been off the branches, and something has fallen.

"Junsheng, can you tell me more about your sister?"

Liu Junsheng stroked a pear tree, as if full of lovesickness, his thin lips opened lightly, and what he said was not sweet words, not respectful teachings, not courtesy, but a bitter past, and a nostalgia for his relatives......

If the willow is like a pear, if the pear is snow-spotted white, if the pear blossom is bright and clean......

Ling Siqing felt that her heart was heavy, as if she was carrying some weight, which made her breathless for a while, and the meeting with Liu Junsheng was dispersed like this, with a full of inexplicable heartache, I don't know whose heartache......

Did all the women Qiao Muyu have favored died inexplicably......

Is Qiao Muyu a murderous demon king, or is there something unspeakable? Ling Siqing was stunned, did she subconsciously excuse people like him? Is it that you are too obsessed? Or is there too little trust in him?

After Ling Siqing returned, she locked herself in the room for a long time, she needed to think, she needed to think well......

When Qiao Muyu heard the return of the last ten, his eyes flickered, and his eyes flashed without a trace.

Liu Junsheng told Ling Siqing everything he knew, although his actions disgusted Qiao Muyu, he couldn't help but be a little grateful to him, if he hadn't said it, he wouldn't have the courage to confess to Ling Siqing, how pitiful she would be!