Han Lian's camouflage skills are indeed not false, groveling beside "Yiming", before she opened her mouth, Han Lian commanded the guards to open the way for her.

It's just that this guard is not a vegetarian, so he naturally wants to stop and interrogate.

It can be seen that this Zhong Siju has a cold face, and he doesn't seem to know how to make any expressions, but with Zhong Siju's current identity as a celebrity, the guards don't have much doubts.

"Zhong Siju, where is this going? ”

Dare to be affectionate, this is to climb the relationship, and Zhong Siju will be a pivotal person in the future, so it is natural to engage in a relationship.

Han Xiaoxi simply rolled her eyes and motioned for Han Lian to answer.

"You don't have to send more, Zhong Siju has just taken office, so it's better to avoid suspicion. ”

"Hey, Han Lian, you are the person next to Han Siju, and now you are judging with Zhong Si?"

The guard asked curiously, this time he was confused.

But there was no embarrassment on the surface.

Instead, like a brother, he took the guard by the way, and whispered:

"Well...... You know, at this time, you must be a sail to be a sail, and then you can be promoted. You know, I'm going to get moldy under the hands of Han Siju. That thousand-year-old leftover girl is ......"

The voice was impartial, and it just floated into the ears of "Zhong Yiming", and the corners of her mouth twitched suddenly, but she still held back the anger.

The needle that had just been hidden in Hanlian's body pierced into it.

"Whew—" Han Lian said as she suddenly jumped up from the spot, startling the guard, and thinking that she had provoked Han Lian.

"Go, go. ”

The guards waved their hands and asked Han Lian and "Zhong Yiming" to pass quickly.

Han Lian and "Zhong Yiming" looked at each other, but they didn't expect to pass the test so easily.

After passing, Han Lian walked far before turning around and talking.

"Lord Night seems to be serious this time. ”

"Use your. ”

Han Xiaoxi's camouflage spell had dissipated, and he still had to avoid the guards patrolling around him.

She looked around nervously, and if she was discovered, she was afraid that she would go to the cold dungeon again.

"Boss, I'm afraid I can't follow you anymore. ”

Han Lian is mostly flattering on weekdays, but now she is so sincere, but Han Xiaoxi is not very adaptable.

"Why are you suddenly so serious today," Han Xiaoxi looked at Han Lian in front of him, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, saying that Han Lian had been with him for more than a thousand years, and he was still a little unaccustomed to leaving like this suddenly, "Go quickly, you have to follow Zhong Siju when the time comes, so as not to be bullied by others." ”

Thanks to Han Xiaoxi's care, Han Lian's little follower is also very comfortable.

On weekdays, I don't get less wages, I don't steal less when I'm lazy, and of course I don't do less work.

For example, the "Mist Weaving Sword" on his body has not been pulled out yet.

Han Xiaoxi waved his hand happily and walked in the direction of the Night King's Palace.

She left so happily because she was afraid that Han Lian would see her red eyes, but Han Lian shouted behind her.

"Boss, you're pulling the needle out!"

"I've sent you, keep a souvenir. ”

Han Xiaoxi turned his back to Han Lian and waved his hand high.

This is the most unique way to say goodbye, but she is really the only one who can do it.

Han Lian looked at Han Xiaoxi's dashing back, and secretly promised in her heart that if she could come back, then he would still be her little follower.

When I turned around, I found that I was behind me......

Stood alone!

"Damn, you're scared to death!"

It turned out to be the person around Zhong Siju who was about to come to hand over, and he was startled when he saw Han Lian, and he was also taken aback by Han Lian.

"Han Lian, what are you...... What's wrong?"

That person was so frightened by Han Lian that his heart was about to beat a stalk!

"I didn't ...... Nothing!"

Han Lian was afraid that the person would find out about Han Xiaoxi's sneaking, so she immediately found something to divert the topic.

Let's hope the boss can do well.

Han Xiaoxi's exploration along the way is inevitably a little too smooth, to say that she is familiar with the road, or has the talent to be a thief.

She clinged to the wall, minimizing her spiritual power so as not to be noticed by the guards around her, and cold sweat slid down her forehead.

She never thought that one day she would need to walk in the dungeon in such a way, and it was a little too reluctant to use that disguised spell just now.

Moreover, she and Xuan Mo's spiritual power have a common sense, so I'm afraid that Xuan Mo will find out that she has overused her spiritual power.

The calculations in her heart made her very anxious, and her pace was much faster, not as cautious as before.

It was such a light groping that happened to make her bump into the judge of the Yin Law Division, Cui Yu.

He was dressed in his trademark red robe, with delicate ghost-suppressing patterns on his robe and silk embroidery on his sleeves, all of which were symbols of his family status.

"What does the second disciple say?"

Second disciple?

Han Xiaoxi pricked up his ears and quietly approached over there, hiding behind a tree.

“......”

The voice behind was a little too faint for her to hear.

If you get closer, you will be discovered, and the Yin Law Division is not easy to mess with, and the person in charge of the Law Division is especially sincere.

She frowned, and seeing that the two did not continue to talk, she walked to the Night King's hall with a heavy heart.

There were guards in front of her, and she had to use the weaving mist, clinging to the eaves and going up, landing lightly on the roof tiles, making a subtle sound, but not enough to be noticed.

The coarse cloth dress flew up and down, and she turned over to the top of the main hall like a light snowflake.

I wanted to go down here, but I heard a woman's voice in the hall.

It seems familiar......

She held her breath, then used the weaving mist to increase the friction, and slowly descended the wall, leaning against the window to secretly watch the situation in the hall.

It's a child.

What did she come to do?

I saw her leave the Night King's hall in a hurry.

Han Xiaoxi just wanted to enter through the main entrance, but saw Yiming coming from not far away, and hurriedly hid in the dark again.

"Lord Night. ”

Yiming took Xuanmo's favorite osmanthus and brewed it, and placed the wine glass and wine on the dark stone table, making a crisp sound.

The fragrant fragrance of osmanthus could even be smelled by Han Xiaoxi outside the hall.

"You don't have to bother so much. ”

Xuan Mo's heart was full of other things, and he had no intention of talking about anything else with Yiming.

But this osmanthus brew really reminded him of the unicorn beast, and he often liked to look for osmanthus brew for him everywhere, and when he saw him frowning, he would accompany him and listen to his temper, but it also made him happy.

He didn't have the heart to review the official document for a while, so he put down the new wolf pen in his hand.

His face was still as cold as ever, and even his breathing seemed to be cold, so that ordinary people didn't dare to get close to him.

Han Xiaoxi was bold and glanced inside, only to find that what Yiming was wearing today was the light gauze dress she was wearing that day.

Although this gentle dress does not match Yiming's own temperament, it can be seen that she is desperately imitating Han Xiaoxi and currying favor with Xuan Mo.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she really likes it.

What's more, without the stumbling block of Han Xiaoxi, she is naturally the most worthy of Xuanmo.

Yiming learned to smile gently, and walked up the long steps, the long skirt dragging on the ground, but it did not disturb her pace at all.

On this day, her dream since she was a child never thought that she could monopolize the position next to Xuanmo, and today it finally came true!

Han Xiaoxi's fingers clenched into fists, and for some reason, his heart felt like a jar of vinegar had been poured.

No, it's more like soaking in a vinegar cellar.

Although Xuan Mo refused, he directly took the osmanthus brew in his hand, and gently called Yiming.

"Yiming, come and drink with me. ”

"Yes, Your Highness the Night King. ”

Yiming couldn't ask for it, she bent her eyebrows and smiled, her demeanor was seven points similar to Han Xiaoxi, but she had a little more heroism, which inevitably seemed a little disobedient.

But in the aroma of osmanthus flowers, the wine is full of wine, and in Xuanmo's eyes, she is very much like Han Xiaoxi, who always quarrels with Xuanmo on weekdays.

Osmanthus brew seems to be sweet and does not have too much wine flavor, but it is the most stamina.

Yiming didn't know if he was good at drinking, or if he did it on purpose, after two glasses of wine, he leaned lightly on Xuan Mo's side and rested his head on his shoulder.

The light gauze shirt, which was originally translucent, also slipped down to the arm, revealing delicate white shoulders, and every inch of skin seemed to be shouting temptation.

Dyeed with osmanthus wine, there is more than half a point of fiery red, it seems that it has not been touched, it is enough to make people drunk in the gentle township.

"What about her?"

Xuan Mo's voice was very small, but he was indeed asking Han Xiaoxi, but unfortunately Han Xiaoxi was too far away and didn't hear it at all.

"Han Si has been driven away by the guards. ”

Yiming had a wanton smile on the corner of her mouth, and now there was no one to stop her from approaching Xuanmo.

In Xuan Mo's eyes, Han Xiaoxi is no longer alone.

"Good. ”

Xuan Mo responded gently, neatly raised the bottled glass, and brewed another glass of wine.

The light aroma of osmanthus wafted to the outside of the hall with the air circulation, Han Xiaoxi looked at the water in the room, but felt that this osmanthus wine was not sweet at all, but had a strong sourness.

I don't know when, Han Xiaoxi's fingernails made deep marks in the palms of his hands.

He didn't believe her, was it because he already had someone else in his heart?

Now drive her away directly, and let Yiming take the position.

The kiss before that, the marriage contract mentioned before, are they all child's play?

You big liar, you really deceived me so badly.

Han Xiaoxi just looked at it like this, and stood quietly outside the window.

In the quiet hall, there was only the sound of wine glasses staggering, and the crackling of the hellfire of Youlan.

No one noticed that there was the sound of heartbreak that no one else could hear, and the sound of tears falling.

Xuan Mo gently stroked his hand over Yiming's cheek, and the slender fingers gently rubbed her jaw.

Yiming raised his head very cooperatively and looked into the pair of cold eyes that were slightly reddened.

His pupils reflected his current appearance, which was the same as Han Xiaoxi's expression.

Driven by the spirit of osmanthus wine, he turned to press Yiming on the bench in the main hall, and the sound of rustling clothes rubbing was heard......