The robe in front of him is like ink, his skin is as white as snow, and his facial features are as delicate as demons, almost evil. A pair of peach blossom eyes seem to be smiling, and the corners of the lips are always gently hooked.

He loves to laugh, but he can't smile to the bottom of his eyes, standing there, even if the sky is bright, he doesn't touch half of his body. It makes people see it like a plague god, and they can't stop their scalp from tingling and their hairs stand on end.

Who is not afraid to see him?

"I haven't seen him for a few years, and Xiao Ah Fang has become more and more timid."

He walked towards her step by step, his black soap boots stepped firmly on the ground, making a small sound, and finally stopped in front of Wen Zhi, slowly squatting down, and keeping eye level with her.

"Why, I don't even know my brother anymore?" He reached out and stroked her cold cheeks, knuckled fingertips roaming her skin, finally resting on her slender neck.

Wen Tong stared at him directly, "Ah, brother? ”

The righteous son of his uncle's family, the missing San Lang of the Rong family - Rong Jiuzhe.

When he was young, Rong Jiuzhe lived in the Wen family for a few years, when Wen Ji was still young, there were no brothers and sisters around, and it was rare for an older brother to come to live, so he pestered him every day, and even ate and slept with him.

But this little brother, his eyes are very cold, he is withdrawn, and he is very ruthless, if anyone dares to offend him, there must be no good fruit to eat, and then she accidentally saw his torture methods, and was so frightened that the high fever did not go away for several days.

After recovering from his illness, he learned that his father and mother had sent him to another hospital.

Later, she also went to the other courtyard, but because she was afraid, she only glanced at it from a distance a few times, and never dared to approach it again.

Until now, when she sees this cousin, she will think of that bloody night, and she can't stop shivering......

Rong Jiu squatted there, "Do you want me to pick you up?" ”

"No, you don't."

Wen Tong hurriedly brushed away his hand, leaned against the wall and slowly stood up, as if she was a child who had done something wrong, she subconsciously shrank back and leaned against the wall.

"Scared like this?" Rong Jiuzhe didn't seem to be very happy, "Little Ah Zhi is really holding a grudge!" I didn't tell my brother about such a big thing as getting married, my brother couldn't catch up, and it was a pity to drink you a glass of wine. ”

Wen Zhi was a little confused, he hadn't seen him come back before, why did he ...... this time Will he be here?

Since Rong Jiuzhe left the courtyard, he disappeared completely, the Rong family and the Wen family have been looking for him for a long time, but they have never been able to find his traces, and they didn't expect to be in Chang'an City?

"Then I...... Ask Brother for a drink? There was no one around, and Wen Tong looked around.

Rong Jiuzhe suddenly smiled, "Okay! ”

Wen Zhi: "......"

To put it mildly, he also takes it seriously?

"Next time." Rong Jiuzhe reached out and stroked her hair bun, "Brother still has important things to do this time, so I can't meet your appointment, but it doesn't matter, I know where you are...... Can't run! ”

The last three words, he said with a smile.

Seeing Rong Jiuzhe turn around, Wen Zhi straightened up slightly.

He didn't take two steps, he suddenly paused again, turned his head to glance at her, and said meaningfully, "I heard that last night's general, the military mansion, was very lively!" ”

After that, he finally disappeared at the mouth of the alley.

Wen Zhi leaned against the wall like a detachment, the cold sweat on the corner of his forehead slowly oozed, and the fear of a person came from the psychological shadow of childhood, which could not be easily overcome.

Coming back to his senses, Wen Tong held on to the wall and walked slowly towards the mouth of another alley.

"Master?" Cui Tang stepped forward and saluted, "Who are you?" ”

Rong Jiuzhe sniffed the breath of his fingertips lightly, and let out a breath, "Don't worry, just caught one...... Disobedient tanuki slaves. ”

"The palace urges you to hurry up." Cui Tang said in a low voice, "Let's go quickly!" ”

Rong Jiuzhe turned over and got on the horse, turned his head and glanced at the mouth of the alley.

Little Ah Fang, this glass of wine...... I'm done!