The night is as cold as water, and the spring night is quite chilly.

A bright moon shone on the open window of Liu Ruowu's study in the south courtyard, and the budding begonia in the window.

Looking in from the window, Liu Ruowu sat elegantly in front of the bookcase, holding a book intently and reading it with relish. In the interweaving of candlelight and moonlight, her near-perfect silhouette is slightly blurred, and it looks even more charming.

The entire southern courtyard was now silent, the lights were dark, and there was no one left. Every day at this time, Liu Ruowu would send away all the servants, including the personal maid, and sit alone in front of the window to read books and write, since she married into Tingtao Villa, it has been like this for ten years.

Although she was holding the book at the moment, she didn't read a word, and too many things had happened recently, which made her feel worse and worse.

The invisible pressure from all sides is increasing, and even the government is intervening, is it really just for a few murders? Or is there a deeper picture? The so-called balance that she has worked so hard to maintain for ten years is no longer possible, and she can neither resist that person's orders nor betray her beloved against her will. But she is a weak woman, and she can't change anything at all, and she can't protect the people she wants to protect.

Her mind was very confused, but she still pulled herself together, and tried to maintain the most elegant posture, showing the perfect silhouette in front of the window. Because she knew that at this moment, in the silent darkness of the South Courtyard, a pair of eyes were watching her.

These eyes looked at the shadow of Liu Ruowu in the window, and their blazing eyes were full of intoxication and unwillingness, burning with naked desire and hiding deep pain.

The man was hidden in the shadows of the South Courtyard house, motionless, as if he had melted into this black shadow, into his own pain. The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, reflecting the outline of his face, he was the owner of Tingtao Villa, Liu Ruowu's husband, Lin Shoucheng!

Lin Shoucheng clenched his fists tightly with both hands, his whole body was tense and straight, suppressing something that was churning violently in his heart, and this deep feeling of pain surrounded him. For ten years, he would stand here at this moment every day, looking at what he thought was the most beautiful thing in the world, and every time the feeling was so strong that it had never subsided in ten years. But he just looked, and he could only look at it, and the owner of the Listening Tao Villa could only look at his wife from a distance, but he didn't dare to take a step closer? If he wanted to take another step forward, it was too far, and there were too many obstacles, and maybe he would never be able to take a step forward.

Lin Shouchang took a long breath, although there was still a slight chill on this spring night, he felt that the sweat all over his body had soaked through his underwear. He turned around and left gently, and every time at this moment, he felt that he was about to be unable to suppress the torrent in his heart, and he would go to practice his sword desperately, looking for solace in swordsmanship. It is often said that practicing swordsmanship is a lonely thing, and it is difficult to maintain a passion for swordsmanship, but he feels that he has always maintained a strong enthusiasm, although this enthusiasm is not for the swordsmanship itself.

In the past ten years, only he knows the progress of his swordsmanship, and there are too many things in his swordsmanship, including his feelings for his father, his desire for his wife, and his fear of that person.

He shuddered at the thought of that person, and so far, everything that had happened had been as predicted by that man, as accurately as designed, and he knew that he only needed to play his part and everything would go according to plan. But the more this is the case, the more afraid Lin Shoucheng is in his heart, he is like a chess piece, helplessly fiddled with on the drawn chessboard, and the feeling of powerlessness as if facing fate is the biggest fear in the depths of his heart.

Lin Shoucheng couldn't help but speed up his pace, he now needed to return to the study upstairs in Tingtao, he needed to practice his sword, he needed to vent, and he needed to get rid of this lingering desire and fear.

Liu Ruowu noticed Lin Shoucheng's movement when he left, she knew that he was gone, and it had been like this for ten years. She put down the book in her hand, her expression was a little lost, and she sat in front of the window, looking at the begonia in the window. After watching it for a while, I seemed a little stupid.

After a while, she sighed faintly, stood up and gently closed the window.

Silence and darkness returned to the southern courtyard.

After a while, three figures slipped out of the shadows of the South Courtyard, one of which was round like a ball of meat, it was Ye Feng and his two righteous brothers.

Ye Feng watched Lin Shoucheng's figure disappear in the direction of Tingtao Tower from a distance, and said lightly: "Xiaocui really didn't lie to us, Lin Shoucheng didn't spend the night in the South Courtyard at all, he was listening to Taolou every night, and all kinds of affection between their husband and wife were performed for people to see, in fact, the two have been separated for ten years, what is the secret here?"

Xie Zhenliang frowned: "In this way, the three swordsmen mentioned by Xiaocui did not read the books in Tingtao Tower during their residence in the villa, but came to the South Courtyard to meet Liu Ruowu at a sky-high price, and they were jealous for Liu Ruowu, and it was true that they fought for Liu Ruowu." But looking at the situation just now, Lin Shoucheng and his wife have a tacit understanding with each other, and they have a feeling of being in their hearts, so they should still have feelings between them. If Liu Ruowu didn't deliberately seduce, but the three of them were infatuated with her beauty and entangled, how could Lin Shoucheng, as the owner of the village, not know?

Zhang Fatzi shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I see Liu Ruowu's expression and demeanor just now, and I clearly know that Lin Shoucheng is peeking at her, and she doesn't resist to show that she still loves Lin Shoucheng, and she still hugs the pipa and half-covers her face, women are like this." If you want to say that she will seduce men everywhere behind Lin Shoucheng's back, I don't believe it. ”

Ye Feng couldn't help but wonder: "You haven't married, where do you know women?"

Zhang Fatzi was embarrassed for a while: "Who hasn't eaten pork and hasn't seen a pig run?" Although I haven't married, all the hooks on the street are women. ”

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing: "I don't think it's the place to tick the fence, but the book has its own Yan Ruyu!"

Xie Zhenliang didn't speak, and looked at Ye Feng and smiled.

Zhang Fatzi hurriedly changed the topic: "What does he care about, it's all a matter of the two of them, what should we do now?"

Ye Feng thought for a while, and said: "The third brother is good, follow Lin Shoucheng first, see where he goes next, I will go to the bamboo forest to find Chang Wuyi, and see if they have clues to find the missing Tang Yu." The second brother went back to the West Courtyard first and noticed if everyone else was in his room. ”

The two nodded yes, so everyone parted ways here and went their own way.

Ye Feng walked alone to the bamboo forest in the backyard, he didn't realize that there was a ghost-like figure dressed in black quietly following him, and danger was approaching him.