autumn clouds

Behind a large field of chrysanthemums, there really was a masked man in black who was "escaping".

The light fragrance of chrysanthemums is mixed with another kind of fragrance, which smells very good.

Yun Qiuyu suddenly remembered something, and with a light "tsk", she simply threw the obstructive hair crown on her head and the long dragon robe that dragged the floor to the ground, and chased after the man in black

The man in black turned his head to look at Yun Qiuyu, and said two words, but the voice was too low for Yun Qiuyu to hear.

When Yun Qiuyu chased after him like this, Yun Qiuzhe was worried, so he called the guards patrolling the palace to chase after him, and surrounded the man in black.

Yun Qiuyu shrugged his shoulders at the staring stare at her, indicating that it wasn't her who called him.

Yun Qiuyu cleared her throat with a cough, and glanced at the guards, "Presumptuous! Put away your swords! Do you still have Zhen in your eyes?"

All the soldiers and guards were taken aback, why are they treating assassins differently?

After Yun Qiuyu finished speaking, she changed into a gentle expression again, "Young master, you can go, but I have a question to ask you."

The man in black stared at Yun Qiuyu's carefully narrowed eyes for a while before nodding slightly.

"Say, I just want to know where you bought the sachet, don't be nervous."

... After a while of silence, Yun Qiuyu felt a little embarrassed, "haha" laughed twice, and was about to say something, but the man in black took the sachet and threw it to Yun Qiuyu.

Yun Qiuyu squeezed the sachet in her hand, glanced at the man in black who was walking away, carefully took out a cloth bag wrapped in eighteen layers from her arms, opened it, and took out a bag that was thrown by the man in black. The sachet is very similar to the sachet, and I looked at it in comparison, "It really is her."

The words without beginning and end stunned the guards present who hadn't recovered from the shock yet again.

When everything was over, Yun Qiuzhe became impatient, and when he hurried over, he happened to see Yun Qiuyu smirking at the sachet.

Looking at the guards for answers, everyone could only shake their heads.

Yun Qiuzhe sighed helplessly, "Brother Huang?" He knew that it would be useless to rely on those reckless men.

"Huh?" Yun Qiuyu raised her head as if suddenly waking up, "What's the matter? Hey, let's all back down."

"Brother Huang, what's the difference between this sachet?" Yun Qiuzhe looked at the sachet in confusion and asked.

Yun Qiuyu smiled and said, "Of course it's different from those sachets. Let's go, go to my palace and have breakfast while talking."