Bringing the courtyard through [delicate] lady killed like crazy

The clouds in the sky were low and the air was stuffy.

Storm is coming.

The two of them were pressed against the wall, their figures blending into the night, their aura connected with the ancient tree.

The warehouse is right behind them. If they can escape the eyes of the secret guards, they can simply knock them out.

Today's action will be done secretly, and the eldest prince will be discovered one day and be furious.

Lu Liang had already hidden an embroidery needle in his sleeve; he rarely carried any concealed weapons.

But Jiaojiao said that she had more needles and they were more useful than stones...

But now Jiaojiao grabbed his sleeve.

Lu Liang turned his head. In the darkness, only a pair of eyes were visible from the person beside him.

The tight black dress fully reveals the woman's curves, making her look capable yet charming.

Li Jiaojiao recalled the conversation she heard when she bought the teahouse.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Qing Kingdom has been preparing birthday gifts for Your Majesty years ago. His filial piety is touching and his care is profound.

Every year it takes the top spot...

She took his things and stole his body. It was reasonable for her to help him...

With her hand pressed against the wall, the supernatural power had slowly seeped in and met the seeds she had left in the warehouse.

It's purely instinctive. I just want to leave a message saying "I've been here" wherever I go, and I never think about coming back.

What a coincidence.

……

The benefits of taking a spring water bath are now evident.

Every pore on her body opened up, and her five senses became clearer. Even through the thick walls and high shelves, she could still "see" everything in the warehouse.

The net in the warehouse was being woven at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading from the middle to every corner of the room.

Even the tall shelves are not spared.

A few raindrops fell from the sky.

The secret guards hiding in the dark frowned.

The master was in a bad mood today and severely punished the other group of people. I heard that there was blood all over the front yard.

It hasn't been cleaned yet.

The incident happened suddenly and the people who were supposed to take over the shift were probably still on the way, so they could only stay alert and stay at their posts.

Just damn please don't let it rain.

study.

Qi Yunting did not go to Youmeng Tower today, nor did he sleep. Instead, he was writing a letter of apology in the study.

But the suppressed anger on his face was clearly visible, and I didn't know whether it would be reflected between the lines.

Probably yes.

The entire floor of the study was covered with crumpled papers...

Sudden.

A gust of wind blew open the window, turned over the papers, and ruffled the hair of the person writing.

‘Click…’

Rosewood Wolf Howl Pen, Broken...

"Are they all dead? They can't even close a window! Come here, whoever is sweeping the floor today, beat him to death!"

Qi Yunting threw the broken pen in his hand away fiercely, then grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it out with force, hitting the feet of the housekeeper who pushed the door open.

"Get out! Get out right now!"

The butler hurriedly stepped back, his body bent. When His Highness gets angry, he won't care about anyone, so telling him to get out was the best thing he could do.

"Jingfeng! Where are the people? How long has it been? Why are you still not found? What use do I have for you? Bring everyone to look for them. Look for them all, door to door!"

The angry roar seemed to break through the roof of the study, penetrate the thick clouds, and tear apart the atmosphere.

"Yes." Someone answered and someone left.

Qi Yunting paced anxiously in the study room. Everything he saw was unpleasant to him. He couldn't go to bed until he finished writing the memorial.

I must give the old man an explanation tomorrow morning.

"Come in, are you all blind? Go get a pen." Qi Yunting returned to the desk and roared again.

All the pens in the study are broken, and this was the last one.

"Yes, Your Highness. I'll go right away." The butler pushed the door open with one foot, then hurried out and ran to the warehouse in a hurry.

The palace is not the official residence of a prince.

There was no mistress in the mansion, and the key to the warehouse was temporarily kept by him and the leader of the secret guards. The warehouse could only be opened when both of them were present.

"Go quickly, find Lord Jingfeng, and go directly to the warehouse." The butler instructed the apprentice behind him without even turning his head.

"Yes, Master." The servant turned around, ran along the corridor, and soon disappeared at the end.

The raindrops became heavier and hit the roof, making crisp sounds.

Some people flew out of the mansion in the rain and scattered in all directions of the capital.

Li Jiaojiao closed her eyes and carefully felt the situation in the warehouse. It was almost done, and she was almost done...

The housekeeper jogged all the way, but due to his age, he had to stop and catch his breath after every few steps, and he felt dizzy from panting.

"Master, let me help you." The young servant had good legs and feet and had just returned after finishing his work.

"Have you informed Lord Jingfeng?" The butler leaned his weight on the servant. He wanted to retire. He had saved enough money, and his apprentice also said that he would support him in his old age.

I don't want to go to this class for a single day...

"I've notified you. Lord Jingfeng is arranging other matters that His Highness has instructed. He'll be here soon. I'll help you over." After all, he is young and has a good foundation. The servant has been running all the way, but his heart is still steady and he is not out of breath.

The Master’s questions were answered clearly and concisely.

The rain is getting heavier.

Lu Liang and Li Jiaojiao, who were under the eaves, had their feet wet by the rain.

Lu Liang held a handful of silver needles in one hand and protected Yi Jiaojiao with the other, always paying attention to any movement in the yard.

In the heavy rain, two shadows walked out hand in hand from the end of the corridor.

Lu Liang's eyes deepened, and his hands were ready to strike.

The servant supported the butler and walked slowly, "Master, please don't worry. The road is slippery. His Highness will understand. Master Jingfeng is busy with something His Highness has asked him to do. He can't get here in a while. It's not your fault."

“Hmph, size…” The butler sneered subconsciously, then realized something and coughed to cover it up, “Cough cough cough cough cough…”

The servant patted his back hastily, his face full of anxiety: "Master, are you okay, Master..."

The butler raised his hand, his old face pale. It was a fake cough at first, but it turned out to be real later. He is old...

Li Jiaojiao was startled by a violent cough. Her breath was disordered for a moment, and her heart was beating thump thump thump...

Lin Cheng, the secret guard on the tree, who was soaked like a drowned chicken, immediately lit up his eyes and scanned the yard carefully.

Without people, there is nothing to move.

What he didn't know was that his passiveness saved his life.

If he moves again, it will be the last movement in his life.

'receive'……

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the sly smile on Li Jiaojiao's lips.

She took the initiative to climb onto Lu Liang's neck, and the two of them retreated silently.

The butler bowed his head and faced the end of the corridor. His Highness actually came with Lord Jingfeng.

Qi Yunting felt irritated, restless and uneasy.

He remembered that there was a jade pillow in the storeroom that was sent by his mother for calming the nerves.

There are also beads he collected, one of which is the 'bead of wisdom'. It is said that it can help people calm their minds, broaden their wisdom, and make studying and martial arts more efficient.

Li Jiaojiao pulled Lu Liang and stayed not far away. In her hand was a very thin silk thread that was almost invisible without a magnifying glass.

The other end of the line disappeared into the warehouse...