The light in the room was dim, but Li Jingmo's facial features were clearly distinguishable.

In the water vapor, his face was like a finely carved jade, warm and moist, with a faint flush under the cold white. Covered Suya was set aside, and Qingjun's sharp eyebrows were revealed.

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, as if they were stained with a bit of moisture, with some perverseness, and some inexplicable coldness.

Xu didn't hear the sound clearly, he turned sideways and reached out of the tub, revealing a thin but visibly textured chest.

It's really a thin, undressed and fleshy figure.

Zhao Lingling paused at the door, not knowing whether to move forward or retreat for a while.

Li Jingmo listened to the movement, and after getting no response, he frowned: "Ying Qi? ”

Ying Qi appeared when he heard the sound, and when he saw Zhao Fuling standing at the door, his eyes widened instantly: "What are you doing here?" You, are you peeking at my master's bath? ”

Zhao Fuling: "...... I didn't. ”

Seeing that Li Jingmo had turned her back, she blocked her eyes with one hand, pointed to the thing on Ying Qi's arm with the other and said, "I'll take this." I didn't see anyone when I entered the courtyard, and I thought you weren't there. ”

After speaking, Zhao Fuling looked at Li Jingmo again, and said very quickly: "I'm sorry Du Gongzi, in fact, I didn't see anything." ”

Li Jingmo was silent, and Ying Qi was also dumbfounded.

How can you still talk nonsense with your eyes open like this?

Zhao Fuling had already gone down the steps and returned to the courtyard, and she asked Ying Qi, "Where are the things?" ”

"I haven't taken it out yet." Ying Qi said, "You wait a while, I'll find it for you after my master takes a bath." ”

Zhao Fuling was not in a hurry, she asked curiously: "Why is your master bathing here?" ”

Ying Qi looked embarrassed, peeked into the room, and said in a low voice, "It's not your stinky powder...... My master and stinky powder stayed together for a cup of tea, and everyone became stinky! ”

Zhao Fuling: "......"

She was silent and corrected: "It's not called stinky powder, it's called snail powder." ”

"Snail noodles!" Ying Qi muttered after her, but emphasized, "But it still stinks." ”

After speaking, he went straight into the door to wait for Li Jingmo to get dressed.

Zhao Fuling put her hands behind her back and stood in the yard boredly waiting for the two of them.

Under the wall, the grass was overgrown, and Zhao Fuling thought to herself, this place is quite desolate. As long as the things in the house are taken away, you can't tell that there are any people living there.

I just don't know, when Zhao Chengye brought people to search, where did the master and servant hide?

After waiting for a while, Li Jingmo finally finished tidying up and went out.

Zhao Fuling turned around when she heard the sound, and when she saw the person under the eaves, she was stunned.

The courtyard is barren and shaded by wild trees, and where Li Jingmo walks, it seems that there are flowers that have not yet reached the tips quietly falling.

He changed his usual dress, dressed in a dark wide-sleeved robe, and stood quietly under the eaves. The color is dark and the posture is cold, like an empty and rippling painting.

The clear and sharp eyes covered Su Aya again, and the long wet hair rested lazily behind the shoulders.

The jaw is sharp and delicate, and the face is extremely cold and white against the backdrop of the black clothes.

Birds flew over the eaves, and the shade hung down to cover his elongated shadow.

Zhao Fuling listened to the sound of the wind, as if she had seen the grand scene when the moon had set and the sun had not risen.

I don't know how long she was silent before she heard herself speak: "Du Gongzi." ”

Li Jingmo raised his head when he heard the sound, and undried water beads rolled down on the tips of his hair. Just in the blink of an eye, it rolled into the collar and was out of sight.

Zhao Fuling blinked and shouted again: "Du Gongzi." ”

A few steps away, Li Jingmo heard her voice, and the hand hanging on his side was inexplicably tight.

He couldn't see anyone, but he could accurately judge Zhao Ling's direction.

When Zhao Fuling spoke for the second time, he finally tilted his head slightly and looked straight towards Zhao Fuling.

"Concubine Zhao?"