The door opened softly, and there was the sound of footsteps.

"Childe?"

The sound is like a trickle.

It's like a flying stunt.

It is a tunic silk robe as thin as a cicada's wings, outlining the concave and convex curves of the speaking woman's body to the fullest. And under the ambiguous hazy moonlight, she is like a little ink on white rice paper, looming, but so eye-catching.

The woman slowly walked into the room, raised her eyes to look at the figure on the bed, and called softly, "Childe, have you rested already?"

The figure did not respond, it should have fallen asleep.

The woman blinked and slowly closed the door.

In these quiet nights, although I occasionally heard the insects crying outside the window, it was not a noisy and annoying sound - if she accidentally woke up Childe because of the sound of the door closing, she would definitely blame herself.

So, I tiptoed to his bedside, lowered my head, and looked at him in a dream.

She heard the old man say that this prince has a dusty appearance. However, the woman actually didn't quite understand what a dusty watch was—should she look like Pan An, or should she look like a copper bell? The young master in the family was recognized by everyone as handsome and energetic, could it be regarded as a dusty watch? And the fragrant clothes and gun saint who had just left a few days ago had a cold and noble air in his gestures, could it be regarded as a dusty watch?

She didn't quite understand it yet.

But now, she understood.

If this prince is said to be handsome and good-looking, it is indeed true, but he has not reached the realm of a well-known beautiful man; if it is said that he has a majestic spirit, it is not false, but it is only the full appearance that the young descendants have.

On his face, what really came out of the dust was the aura.

If you only stare at the eyebrows, you will have no spirit, if you only look at the mouth and nose, you will have no spirit, and if you only look at the ears, you will have no spirit.

But if you look at the whole picture at a glance, you can see the one that is born from the heart, from the inside out,

Feel at ease.

Those who are not entangled in deeds cannot get it.

For a while, the woman was a little stupid.

Didn't notice his fingertips fluttering slightly.

"Wow-"

The sudden flow of breath disturbed the tranquility of the night.

A warm and wide palm suddenly grabbed her slender arm and wrist, and dragged one of them to the bed.

When she came back to her senses, the woman was already lying on the cotton silk bed.

And the white dress, who thought he was asleep, sat in front of her, pressed her wrist, and squinted at her. A cold jade dagger glowing with a faint icy glow even in the dark of night hovered leisurely over its shoulder, like a goshawk ready to move.

"Childe...... Are you awake?"

The somewhat stunned woman looked at him with a light smile on her face and said softly.

Wang Man bowed his chin.

He had never dreamed.

And the reason why she didn't answer when the woman shouted the first 'childe' was because she simply wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd when she broke into other people's beds at the third watch in the middle of the night.

The moonlight is dim, but in the eyes of him, who is proficient in Qimen and whose eyes are already several times more psychic than ordinary people, they are as bright as day.

Bai Yi squinted, carefully studying the woman's face.

Its facial features and face are upright and delicate, and the girl in Tsing Yi who followed Yin Shao's side is very similar, but it is not similar - the girl's eyebrows and corners of her eyes are raised, and her eyes are curved like the moon when she laughs, and her appearance is a little lively and naughty;

In addition to the different charms, the woman's eyebrows are also dotted with a plum blossom-shaped cinnabar.

I don't know if it's pure makeup, or the 'Shougong sand' often mentioned in market novels.

"I don't recognize you. ”

After a moment of silence, Wang Manxiu tilted his head and whispered, "Who is the girl?

The woman was slightly stunned, and immediately replied: "The slave maid's name is Ruoshui, according to the master's instructions, come and see if you are resting well, son." ”

Bai Yi loosened his wrist slightly, and said with a shallow smile: "What if you don't rest well?"

She blinked her eyes, her face was slightly red, and she pursed her lips and whispered, "Then slave maid, let Gongzi rest better." ”

“...... The old gentleman is really meticulous. ”

Wang Manxiu sighed lightly and smiled faintly. He let go of the woman's right palm, got up, picked off the flying sword beside his shoulder, and hid it in the arms of the short coat.

Seeing that Bai Yi let go of his hostility, Ruoshui also got up and sat at the head of the bed, curled up his legs, and gently pulled the straps of the thin skirt on his body with his white ten fingers, his face was ashamed, but his voice was still as plain as water: "That son...... Did you rest well?"

Bai Yi blinked, looked at her who was shy and moving, and was already waiting to be released, and said with a smile: "Ruoshui girl, you and the old gentleman's kindness, Xiaosheng understands it." ”

Ten fingers paused abruptly, and she looked up at him with a somewhat blank look.

"Of course, it's not because the girl is not an Yiren, or because Xiaosheng is in poor health or something......" Wang Manxiu looked away, looked at the three things on the desk, and said softly: "It's just that I have no intention of adding ink to the fate account that has been many pages on this trip." ”

Looking at the side face with an indifferent smile, Ruoshui seemed to understand something.

She let go of her hands holding the strap, lowered her eyes slightly, and was about to say softly, 'The slave understands', but she didn't expect that Wang Manxiu suddenly moved her gaze, and the words changed, and she raised her lips and smiled: "But what!

She was silent for a moment.

I thought it was Megumi Yanashita.

But in fact, he is a disciple.

Ruoshui couldn't smile bitterly, lowered his head and thought: It seems that my sister is right, although this prince looks like a righteous gentleman, he must be ...... in private

A brown sheep coat appeared in front of her.

It was handed over in white.

"Although the Yin family is not big, there should still be some distance from the girl's bedroom since childhood. Wang Manxiu said: "The night is cold, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Ruoshui was slightly stunned, and the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows was red.

Bai Yi stretched out his hand and put on a sheep's coat for her.

She pursed her lips slightly, and said softly: "Thank you, Prince Wang." ”

"You're welcome. He waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "This sheep fur is also prepared according to the old gentleman's wishes...... Maybe it's meant to be for you. ”

Ruoshui blinked, covered his lips and chuckled.

Then, he stepped down from the bed, pinched his fur with his white fingers, pulled it slightly on his body, and then turned around and gave a blessing to Bai Yi.

Wang Manxiu didn't get up, but he also bowed his hand and saluted back.

"Then the slave and maid will not disturb the son's rest. ”

Her voice was as calm as it had been.

Bai Yi suddenly waved his hand: "Girl, wait a minute." Xiaosheng happened to have a favor and wanted to ask the girl for help. ”

Ruoshui raised his head and said, "Childe asks." ”

Bai Yi thought for a moment and said, "When the girl goes back, if your young master hasn't rested yet, can you call him to Xiaosheng's room?"

Ruoshui suddenly raised his head with a strange look.

She brushed her sleeves and covered her lips, and whispered: "Childe, it turns out that you are Longyang ......"

"Ahem!

............

On the large rosewood shelf bed, wrapped in a vermilion futon, he tossed and turned for more than an hour.

It's not to blame him, it's to blame, it can only be blamed for what happened today, it's really strange.

Dressed in white, he came from afar and came from afar, and when he came to the door, he beat his uncle, who was already in the realm of a small hundred people, to his heart's content. thought he was here to seek revenge, but in a blink of an eye, he became his own guest - this ups and downs are like doing sit-ups, how can you forget it for a while.

Therefore, although he was already resting in bed, his mind had been pondering this matter all the time, and he was both respectful and fearful of the white clothes, that is, neither strange nor close, let alone love or disgust. I was just thinking about what this white clothes would do next-after all, if that white clothes suddenly went sideways and did something strange, then no one in his Yin family would be able to stop him for a while......

After thinking about it, I finally felt a little sleepy, but suddenly I heard a clear knock on the door.

Not in the habit of pretending to be deaf and dumb, he said vaguely: "Come in." ”

A gust of wind opened the door.

Sleepy-eyed, he sat up and looked up: "Good ...... No, it's Ruoshui, what's wrong? You don't rest so late?"

Dressed in a sheep's fur, she gave a blessing and said softly: "Young master, the prince called you over." ”

"Ah, Wang Manxiu?" Yin Shao yawned, half-asleep, and said, "Call me?"

"It seems to mean that I want you to go to bed. ”

"Oh, waiter...... Ah?!!h

Yin Shao, who was sleepy, shivered all over his body and slammed a spirit.

Seeing this, Ruoshui laughed out loud. With a charming smile on her face, the plum blossom sand in the center of her eyebrows is good-looking: "Young master, the slave is joking." Wang Gongzi just wants to ask you something. ”

"Oh, oh...... Alas, what's so funny about that. Yin Shaochang took a few breaths before calming down his messy heart: "If water, if water, don't be so naughty as you learn to be good." If you're all naughty, Weng Weng really wants to ...... Wait!"

Yin Shao was suddenly stunned, and looked up at the maid in front of him wearing a sheep's coat: "Wang Gongzi called me over, why did you come to pass the word?"

Ruoshui blinked and said softly: "Because the master had an order before, let the slave maid go in the middle of the night to see if the prince is resting well." ”

"What if it's not good?"

"Then the slave and maid should let the prince rest better. ”

Yin Shao frowned, and while lightly sneering in his heart, "What the hell is Weng Weng trying to do!" first he was a guest at the table, and now he asked for a gift of water?', while looking at the maid in front of him, he asked cautiously: "Then Wang Manxiu him...... Did you rest well?"

"This slave doesn't know. Ruoshui blinked, shook his head and said, "But the prince didn't touch the slave maid." ”

Yin Shao was stunned: "Huh, he turned out to be such a righteous gentleman?"

"This, the slave maid doesn't know. ”

Ruoshui whispered, reaching out and pulling the sheep's fur on his body.

Wan Er smiled.