Cypress Boat Floating

"It's dry, be careful with fire." The night watchman is the only one who is allowed to walk on the street after the curfew, because he has to remind everyone of the time. If he occasionally meets patrolling soldiers on the road, they will nod to each other and greet each other with "Hello, big brother".

However, on this street filled with the sound of night watchmen's gongs, two figures ran across the rooftops without anyone noticing.

The two men jumped lightly from one roof to another, and their landing was silent. The people living below the roof probably didn't know that someone passed by the roof tonight.

One of them was obviously shorter, wrapped in a black nightgown, with a medium-sized bag around his waist, but it was bulging with stuff.

"Lu Ci Qiu, wait a moment." Suddenly, the person behind called out to the person in front.

Lu Ci Qiu in front heard the sound and hurriedly stopped. He carefully approached her and was pulled by her to hide on the other side.

Just as Lu Ci Qiu was about to cross the street, a team of patrolling soldiers happened to pass by.

"Be careful." Ye Jianqing whispered.

"Okay." Lu Ci Qiu nodded, feeling somewhat fortunate. If he had not been careful just now, he would have been easily discovered. Although he was a prince and had a token to pass, they were not here to do serious business today and could not be caught.

"How far is it ahead?" This time they walked in a straight line. Ye Jianqing had only been to Washe once, so she was not as familiar with the route as Lu Ci Qiu. Although her half-month rest had allowed her body to recover to 80% to 90% of its original strength, it was still a bit strenuous to run for such a long time in a row, and she was a little tired.

"It's not far away. Look at that flag." Lu Ci Qiu stroked her back with his left hand and pointed to a flag hanging in the air in the distance with his other hand. "That's the center of the theater. The Liu Clan is not at the entrance. It's about a mile away from the flag. We'll be there soon."

Ye Jianqing squinted her eyes and estimated the straight-line distance between herself and the flag. It looked like it was no more than one kilometer. According to this, it would only take about five hundred meters to get to the Liu family class. It was okay. She felt that she could continue.

The main reason is that she will be the protagonist later and she will have to perform a big show. This show will only be useful if she appears. She can't consume her energy so quickly.

After the patrol soldiers on the road left, the two men climbed out and continued running forward.

Although the curfew in the West District is more relaxed, there are still many patrols, with about five or six teams a night. Because the West District is large and chaotic, a team can only patrol three or four streets, and there will be many gaps in their routes for them to take advantage of.

In a blink of an eye, the two arrived at the entrance of the theater. The Liu family's troupe was at the entrance, and Liu Miao's courtyard was behind the troupe. The two did not dare to get too close, and could only hide in an empty house at the entrance of the theater and observe secretly.

"What's the situation in front?" This room was arranged by Lu Ci Qiu during this period. There are several people hiding in it who have been acting according to Ye Jianqing's orders recently. These people were borrowed by Lu Ci Qiu and Lu Zhixing. Although their martial arts skills are average, they are obedient.

There were no candles in the room, and everyone communicated only by moonlight, for fear that Liu Miao would discover their base.

"Miss Ye, we have been following your instructions these past few days, wearing white clothes every night to scare the class leader Liu. He has been so scared that he has been seeking help from gods and Buddhas everywhere." The person who answered was a servant in Lu Zhixing's mansion, named Xiao Ding. Ye Jianqing had seen him several times. He was tall and strong, and had great strength. His martial arts skills were a little poor, but he had a quick mind, so Ye Jianqing was relieved to let him lead this mission this time.

"Not bad." Ye Jianqing patted Xiao Ding's shoulder in appreciation. This was exactly the effect she wanted. She wanted Liu Miao to be afraid of ghosts. Only when he knew how to be afraid, could she perform the next scene better.

"Is Liu Miao asleep?" Ye Jianqing leaned over and looked in the direction of the Liu family group, but there was no light inside.

"He's asleep. Our people are guarding in front. You can go directly over." Xiao Ding nodded in response.

"As I just said, you go and prepare everything first. I'll change my clothes and then lead him to the house." Ye Jianqing pointed at the people who stayed here. Three or four would be enough. It doesn't matter if there are too many people, but they need to be smart.

"Okay, we have prepared everything, young lady, just lead him there." After saying goodbye to the two of them, Xiao Ding took the rest of the people out of the hut and headed towards the house that Ye Jianqing mentioned.

After Xiao Ding and his friends left, only Lu Ci Qiu and Ye Jianqing were left in the room. Ye Jianqing took off her small bag and took out a white coat, some red rouge, and some blood plasma. The blood plasma was from a rooster that had just been killed in the evening. Since she was going to pretend to be a ghost, she had to do it seriously.

When the chicken blood was taken out, Lu Ci Qiu frowned and silently took two steps away from the chicken blood: "Does it have to be like this?"

"This guy is not honest. If I don't scare him, he won't tell the truth. I don't dare to do business with him." Ye Jianqing said as he took something out of his bag: "Besides, Liu Miao is hiding a secret from us."

Lu Ci Qiu knew that he could not convince Ye Jianqing, and he had already tacitly agreed to let Ye Jianqing do this half a month ago. He was also helping Ye Jianqing to do this. Now that the matter has come to the point, what is the point of saying anything more? It would be more important to help her do more.

"You change your clothes first, I'll help you later." Having said that, Lu Ci Qiu turned around. Although he knew that Ye Jianqing was wearing another layer underneath his nightgown, this was not a reason for him to watch others change clothes.

Ye Jianqing was originally wondering why he turned around, but after listening to him, she realized that there was no bedroom in this house, nor was there a screen separating them. It was just an empty bungalow. They were alone here, and she even had to change her clothes...

Suddenly, her face felt hot as if she had a fever. If she had a mirror, she would have found that her face was as red as an apple.

On the one hand, she was worried that someone would suddenly rush in, and on the other hand, she wanted to change her clothes quickly to end this embarrassing situation. Ye Jianqing changed her clothes very quickly. She took off her nightgown in no time. She was already wearing another set of white clothes inside, and now she put on a white coat.

This is not the end, this is just a little bit. After returning the clothes, she let her hair down.

Then she picked up the makeup powder and started applying it on her face. If she wanted to play a ghost, she had to make her face whiter first. Her skin color was not white to begin with, and the sun and wind had tanned her skin so it had nothing to do with white.

She picked up the makeup powder and applied it on her face like it was free, layer by layer, until her entire face looked like it was covered in flour, and she stopped only.

Hearing the sound of Ye Jianqing rushing to his face, Lu Ciqiu guessed that she had probably changed her clothes, but he didn't dare to turn around and look, so he had to ask, "Have you changed?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Ye Jianqing responded while patting his face. He actually had a lot in his mouth. He quickly spat out the makeup powder that he accidentally got in his mouth.

"You..." Lu Ci Qiu turned around and saw her face, feeling a little confused.

"To play a ghost, my original skin color doesn't match that of a ghost, so I have to make myself whiter." Ye Jianqing explained to him.

"Then you don't have to put it on so thickly, right?" Seeing Ye Jianqing's face covered in powder, Lu Ci Qiu couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He walked up to her and picked up her powder: "Besides, who says ghosts are ugly? You are so beautiful, but if you make yourself look so ugly, he won't believe you."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Seeing him walk up to her, Ye Jianqing raised her head and looked up at him, then put her face in front of him and asked him to put on makeup for her.

Lu Ci Qiu picked up the brush and swept away the excess powder on her face. "Just use the right amount of powder to make your face look whiter. Besides, he can't see anything in the dark. The main thing is to let him see other gloomy scenes."

The excess powder was swept away to reveal Ye Jianqing's originally pretty little face. The remaining powder was just the right amount to stick to her face, covering up her original skin color. Now her whole face was indeed a little whiter.

Ye Jianqing was only fifteen years old, but her face had already begun to grow. Although she could not compare with those stunning beauties, she was as tender and tender as a girl next door, which made people feel pity for her.

Lu Ci Qiu looked at this face carefully, and suddenly found that no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember what Ye Jianqing's face looked like when she grew up. It was obviously the same person, with the same face, but inexplicably he felt that this face was different from her when she grew up. Thinking of this, he found it ridiculous. The two of them had been together for such a long time in their previous life, but he rarely looked at that face seriously, resulting in him being unable to remember it now no matter how hard he tried to recall it.

The only thing left in her mind was the pair of unwilling eyes of Ye Jianqing as he fell into her arms before he died, and deep red blood that kept spitting out of that merciless mouth. The blood sprayed onto her clothes. At that time, Ye Jianqing seemed not as tall as her. She could only fall into her arms, her face covered with blood that was splashed by the pain.

Unconsciously, he picked up the rouge and started applying it on her face.

After he finished wiping it, he realized that this was not a ghost at all, but Ye Jianqing's appearance before he died in his previous life.

The difference is that now there is no reluctance or unwillingness in the pair of eyes looking at him, only clarity and innocence.

She looked up at herself and in Lu Ci Qiu's eyes, she looked beautiful, cute and innocent. You could not compare her with the ruthless assassin. At this moment, she was like a baby bird that needed protection, weak and pitiful.

His heart beat suddenly, and Lu Ci Qiu admitted that he was moved again.