After a moment, Xingyue looked up.

That beautiful and dusty face was full of sighs.

She gestured: I'm fine, don't worry. Lord Chu, what about the old bustard of the flower boat? Is she hurt?

Asked.

Chu Ze didn't see much better in his heart.

But he replied, "Dead." ”

Xingyue pursed her lips.

After a while, she gestured again: The bustard is not good, but she treats me well. Now when I encounter such a thing, I feel very uncomfortable. Can you leave first? I want to be alone.

Chu Ze looked at Lan Ruoyan.

Lan Ruoyan said worriedly: "Okay, then let's leave first, our yard is next to it, Sister Xingyue, if you need it, come to us, you know?" ”

Xingyue nodded softly, indicating that she understood.

Lan Ruoyan then pulled Chu Ze away.

When she went out, Lan Ruoyan still told her with confidence.

And Xingyue responded gently throughout the whole process.

The door closes slowly.

The dim candlelight came out of the room, casting the starry and moonless figures on the door frame.

Lan Ruoyan said distressedly: "It seems that Sister Xingyue is really sad. ”

"Hmm." Chu Ze nodded.

At least it seems, Xingyue is really sad.

"Alas, Brother Chu Ze, you say, why is Sister Xingyue so kind? For people like the old bustard, Sister Xingyue will be sad for her. Lan Ruoyan sighed again.

Chu Ze didn't answer.

Lan Ruoyan sighed again and said, "Shall we just leave?" I'm a little worried. ”

Sister Xingyue has always been gentle as water, if something happens to her sadness and no one knows, wouldn't it be bad?

No way.

She had to do something for Sister Xingyue.

Lan Ruoyan was trying her best to think about what to do, and she subconsciously walked out the door.

She didn't even notice that Chu Ze hadn't followed.

Chu Ze, who was ignored: "...... No, Yan'er, have you forgotten something? He hurried after him.

When Lan Ruoyan heard Chu Ze's words, she noticed that he hadn't followed.

She looked back—

The corners of Chu Ze's mouth raised, it seems that this little girl still has her own in her heart.

Look, notice yourself, right?

"Brother Chu Ze, go back by yourself, we still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." After Lan Ruoyan finished speaking, she waved her hand at Chu Ze and quickly ran away.

Lan Ruoyan just ignored him before, but now it's okay, she just left him and left.

Chu Ze stood in the middle of the courtyard, his mouth slightly open, and he watched Lan Ruoyan run away with an incredulous face.

In an instant, the man's figure disappeared into the night.

Chu Ze: "......"

Chu Ze scratched his head depressedly, and after turning around in place, he pointed to the direction Lan Ruoyan left speechless. In the end, Chu Ze walked out of the courtyard with a smile.

Before leaving, Chu Ze turned his head and glanced at Xingyue's courtyard with a faint gaze.

He had observed it carefully just now, and after he said that the flower boat had gone out of the water, Xingyue's expression was indeed surprised.

But Chu Ze felt that this kind of surprise was not the surprise of hearing that the place where he was sheltered was burned, but mixed with some strange things.

It's like......

She knew how the fire started.

Could it be that she didn't do this thing?

But looking at the current situation, even if she didn't do it, at least it has something to do with her.

And she knows some inside stories eighty percent.

Chu Ze turned around and walked away.

The courtyard was completely silent.

And in the room, Xingyue slowly raised her head.

Xingyue looked at the closed room door, the gentleness in Xingyue's eyes quickly faded, and her expression became cold and fierce.

It was no accident that the flower boat caught fire.

I'm afraid that the group of people has found it.

This group of people is really a group of dog skin plasters, and they can't get rid of it.

Now that he is in Chu Ze Mansion, that group of people must have some traps and dare not do it easily.

But during this time, you have to be careful.

The expression in Xingyue's eyes changed constantly.

……

"Ah~! Damn, it hurts me to death! ”

"Dead Chu Ze, this bastard, Lao Tzu is going to kill him!"

"Fuck, you fucking give Lao Tzu a little lighter, it hurts Lao Tzu to death!"

Bamutu lay on the bed, screaming in pain.

When the doctor applied the medicine, his hand was a little heavier, and Bamutu sat up sharply and slapped it.

Syllable! ——

The doctor was directly stunned.

"Useless things, you can't do such a thing! Come on, come back to someone to give Lao Tzu medicine! ”

Zabamu could hear Bamutu's scolding voice from afar.

His already frowning brows were tightened even more at this time.

Zabamu kept his face calm and quickened his pace.

"What's the noise!" Zabashu strode into the room, and at a glance saw the doctor lying on the ground, unknown to him, his face was even darker, and the mask beside him said, "Go over and see if you're dead." ”

The masked man let out an "um", walked over and crouched down, and reached out to try it in front of the doctor.

After a few moments, the masked man suddenly reached out and pinched the doctor's three necks and twisted them vigorously.

Click.

After a slight crunch, the masked said, "Dead." ”

The neatness of this technique made Zhaba Mu's brows, which were already tightly wrinkled, tighten even tighter at this time.

"What are you killing him for?" Zabamu frowned.

The masked man stood up calmly.

"This person is a Ming person, if what Bamutu just said is allowed to be passed on, it will not be good."

"But wouldn't it be worse for you to kill him?" Zaba Wood Road.

"If you kill it, you will say that General Bamutu has a painful wound and misses it for a while. But if he was allowed to spread the words of General Bamutu, the consequences would be more serious than killing an insignificant person. What do you say, prince? The masked man looked at Zabamu.

Zabamu thought about it and felt that the masked man was right.

Besides, this man is dead, and it is useless to say anything.

Zabamu can accept the masked man's reason, but Bamutu is completely unacceptable.

He supported his body on his elbows, half-lying on the bed, and glared at the masked man with a pair of fierce eyes: "Am I wrong about what I said?" These Ming people are more insidious than the other! Wait, when I'm healed, I'll immediately go back to the Watt Spur, immediately pull the army over, and set foot in the Ming Dynasty! ”

Bamutu waved his arms angrily, his eyes looking like they were on fire.

Zabamu's face, which had just softened a little, became gloomy again.

Without waiting for Bamutu to continue, Zabamu scolded sharply: "Shut up, don't you think it's not messy enough now?!" ”

Bamutu was stunned.

Immediately after, Bamutu stiffened his neck and glared at Zabamu in annoyance: "Prince Zabamu, now it is the Ming people who step on our faces, and they still injure me like this in front of you." Not only did you not stand up for me, but you even scolded me and told me to shut up?! Zabamu, you are the eldest prince of my thorns, do you just let them shine and on the neck of our thorns! ”

He glared fiercely at Zabamu, as if he were looking at a betrayer.

With such a condemning look, the pupils of Zabamu instantly became extremely deep.

He turned his head sharply and looked at Bamutu fiercely.

(End of chapter)