Villain, do you remember that I am a stand-in?

Ji Xiaoguang squatted in the corner, waited until the three guards with night watch lights left, and ran into Shen Lianting's yard lightly.

The Nuan Pavilion where he lived was very close to Shen Lianting's place, a row of white walls separated the courtyard, only a few steps away, and he reached the corridor of Shen Lianting's bedroom without any effort.

Tonight is a windless day, everything is silent, and the surroundings are penetratingly quiet.The flowers and plants are silent, so quiet that even the moon does not want to come out to look at it.

Hiding in the dark, Ji Xiaoguang found the outer door of Shen Lianting's bedroom by the faint light of the stone lamppost.

Shen Lianting arranged several teams of guards in his small courtyard, and they never stopped in the morning and evening.If tonight's night was not as thick as ink, and he could hardly stretch his fingers, he might not have been able to get out of the back window and walk here smoothly.

But in Shen Lianting's courtyard, Ji Xiaoguang looked around, but there was not even a guard.Not to mention the guards, there was no one, and there was a terrible silence.

Probably since the last time he was in danger in the bamboo forest, Shen Lianting transferred all the staff to him.

Ji Xiaoguang shrugged. Putting guards next to Shen Lianting is just for show, and the guards here can't beat him together. Besides, there is an owl that is so powerful and perverted, so maybe there is no need to do more.

He leaned against the painted red pillars behind him, slowed his breathing and probed towards the window lattice of the bedroom. It was pitch black, and there was no candle light to be seen.

Ji Xiaoguang pondered: "Could it be that Shen Lianting fell asleep?"

He really wanted to talk to Shen Lianting, but he didn't think about what to say specifically.Just now he was lying on the bed in a mess, and when he jumped out from the window behind the warm pavilion, he actually retreated in his heart.

Is there anything that can't be said tomorrow morning, must Shen Lianting be pulled out of the quilt to talk at night by candlelight?Ji Xiaoguang shook his head, thinking that he must have a cramp in his head, so he should go back to sleep quickly.

It was pitch black all around, Ji Xiaoguang walked back with one foot deep and the other shallow. After walking a few steps, he felt that this was not good. He was afraid that he would not be able to see the road clearly, so he stepped into the flower bed to eat dirt, thinking about finding a place with candlelight. .

When Ji Xiaoguang came, he ran straight to the only two stone lampposts under the corridor, but now he wanted to go back but couldn't find his way.

His widened eyes were dry and sore, he walked towards the only ray of light not far away dimly, and when he got closer, he found that this row of rooms was the study room on the south side, where Shen Lianting handled his affairs.

As for the location of the study room, there is a faint light from the half-closed window lattice, like a star shining in the middle of the night.

The candles in the study were dimly lit, of course someone was inside, this is Shen Lianting's place alone, it was so late, it was only possible that he was inside.

But Ji Xiaoguang's doubts arose in his heart. The candle lamp was only lit, and his face could not be fully illuminated. Wouldn't he be blind if he read a book?

What can Shen Lianting do if he is not reading in the study?The black light is blind, I didn't even eat dinner, could it be...

Ji Xiaoguang thought about it, wondering if he was hiding from him and eating takeaway? !

He settled down, squatted halfway under the brightly lit window lattice, and listened carefully.

After a while, Shen Lianting's magnetic voice sounded in the study, casually asking, "Did you find him?"

Then there was a person who responded without emotion: "I found it, it can't be wrong." Then there was a moment of silence: "That thing, why don't you let it go."

Ji Xiaoguang knew the voice of the living dead owl bird, and the two were in the study in the middle of the night, seeming to be discussing something.

Ji Xiaoguang has no hobby of eavesdropping on other people's secrets, nor is he interested.Drowsy gradually began, and as soon as he moved away, he heard Shen Lianting say: "No need, Xiaoguang has seen that thing, I'd better come in person."

After finishing speaking, there were two "knock knocks", like the sound of metal knocking on the table, clear and steady.

Hearing Shen Lianting mentioning himself suddenly, Ji Xiaoguang's drowsy head woke up instantly. He couldn't help looking in through the half-opened hollow window, and a faint breath of tobacco wafted out of it.

He saw Shen Lianting inside at a glance, but the next moment, when he saw the scene inside, he almost cried out.

Busily covering his mouth with both hands, Ji Xiaoguang's nose was filled with the smell of tobacco, which became more and more intense, continuously filling his heart and spleen.

Shen Lianting leaned back on Shen Hongmu's armchair with a lazy posture.The dim candlelight rests on the desk on his right, reflecting his angular silhouette.

His sharpened chin was raised slightly, the corners of his eyes were raised, and his stern face revealed a hint of frivolity and evil charm, with an indescribable unruliness.

Ji Xiaoguang's pupils shrunk slightly, this was Shen Lianting he had never seen before, and it was very different from what he saw in normal times.

The person in front of him was a little less restrained, a little more casual, lazy and casual, with a kind of arrogant madness.

What made him even more astonished was that Shen Lianting was holding a tobacco rod with a purple bamboo handle in one hand, and his movements were natural and skillful. In the looming curl of smoke, the front end of the exquisite and small tobacco rod flickered, ghostly and desolate.

Ji Xiaoguang was shocked. This scene made him suspect that he was dreaming. This posture, tone, and delicate tobacco rod were exactly the same as the Shen Lianting he saw in his dream.

Ever since he rolled into that patch of flowers and was poisoned, he would be tormented by nightmares from time to time, and they were all memories of cannon fodder in the original book.

Nightmare blocked Shen Lianting from the cannon fodder and died, and was chopped into flesh.Later, when he fell on the ground and was blackened by Shen Lianting, who smashed his head with a cigarette stick, Ji Xiaoguang had had this dream endlessly for a long time.

Just looking at the cigarette stick in Shen Lianting's hand now, he felt an illusion of pain in his head.

Gradually, he was no longer afraid of Shen Lianting, but what he didn't expect was that in places he couldn't see, Shen Lianting was not at all silent and stable in front of him, but had a completely different appearance, which made him feel strange. And afraid.

Could it be that this is what Shen Lianting really looks like?Pretending in front of him?But why did Shen Lianting pretend to him?

Ji Xiaoguang's mind was in a mess, he ran around in the dark night, and ran back to his warm pavilion by accident.

Panting and coming in through the window, Ji Xiaoguang didn't even take off his clothes, and directly pulled the quilt to cover himself, trying to isolate the chaotic thoughts in his head.

Shen Lianting's casual appearance just now is his original appearance in the original book.His expression was angry and smiling at times, but his eyes were like a bottomless abyss, revealing a deep chill.

Maybe Ji Xiaoguang was running in the cold night just now, but now he is warm and comfortable in the brocade quilt, which gradually calmed his nervousness, his mind was drowsy, and he fell asleep under the quilt before he knew it.

......

Shen Lianting held the cigarette stem with his slender fingers, took a shallow puff, and then clasped his wrists and lit it on the table.

He was addicted to cigarettes in his previous life, so reliving it is his only pastime.

But Ji Xiaoguang was already afraid of him, so he could only put away his appearance, for fear of scaring Xiaoguang.

As usual, Xiaoniao opened all the windows of the study to dissipate the smell, and closed the windows after the air penetrated a few times, and then cleaned up the cigarette dust that Shen Lianting had put on the desk.

"What's the matter, is there anything else?"

Shen Lianting rubbed his swollen brows, there were too many things going back and forth recently, and his mind was unavoidably tired, even Ji Xiaoguang could see the bruises under his eyes, and reminded him to take a good rest.

Thinking of Ji Xiaoguang seriously telling him to drink tea to rest his mind, his heart couldn't help but move.

He sat up straight and said to the owl: "Go prepare a cup of ginseng tea, add some jasmine, I'll drink it before going to bed."

Xiaoniao responded, but stood beside Shen Lianting without moving.

Shen Lianting frowned: "Is there anything else?"

Owlbird: "Yes."

Shen Lianting didn't ask any further questions, and Xiaoniao didn't say anything, as if he wanted to leave a suspense.

Shen Lianting waved his hands impatiently: "Say it quickly."

Xiao Niao said: "Young Master Ji came just now."

"What do you mean it's been here?" Shen Lianting looked at the dead of night and wondered how long the owl bird had just said.

Owl narrowed the scope and gave an accurate answer: "Just now."

Shen Lianting looked up at him, with a slightly startled look on his brows: "Just now? When I was using a cigarette stick?"

The latter nodded.

Xiaoniao continued: "Master Ji was just outside the nearest window lattice, looked through the window for a while, but ran away after staying for a while, probably went back."

Shen Lianting secretly thought that it was not good, and complained in a blunt tone: "Then why didn't you tell me, let him see me like this for nothing."

Xiao Niao is neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Highness, you said that Mr. Ji can come and go freely, and there is no need to report..."

"Okay." Shen Lianting sighed softly, the matter had come to this point, he knew that he couldn't tell clearly with the straight-headed owl, so he could only say an order.

"If Xiaoguang comes here in the future, no matter what he does, he must inform me."

Owl Bird nodded: "Yes."

Shen Lianting thought to himself that Ji Xiaoguang didn't know what he would think of him seeing him like this. Recently, Ji Xiaoguang finally stopped being afraid of him, so is all his previous efforts going to waste?

After drinking the ginseng tea, Xiaoniao prepared to serve Shen Lianting to sleep, but Shen Lianting sat on the edge of the bed, thinking silently.

Xiaoniao stood quietly at the side, for a long time, Shen Lianting said slowly: "Go and get the mirror."

Is it that difficult to have a smile that won't crack the mirror?

The sky was dimly bright, and Ji Xiaoguang sat on the bed in a daze for a long time.

Her hair was messy like a hen's coop, and she didn't take off her clothes when she slept last night, covering her whole body in hot sweat.

In addition, he had another nightmare, and now he feels uncomfortable all over his body.

This time he dreamed of something new. In the dream, he was still cannon fodder, rolling on his stomach in a gorgeous and dark room.

He was wearing the blue robe that Bai Yueguang often wore, and looked around anxiously at first, but soon he could realize that he was in a dream.

She only had a thin robe on her body, and it was very cold.

Ji Xiaoguang didn't know why he was rolling on the ground just now. Several teacups and medicine cups were scattered on the bluestone floor tiles, still steaming.

He had no strength all over his body, and just about to stand up with support, he suddenly felt a dull pain on his face.

At first it was a slight pain, and gradually it became a pain that penetrated into the flesh, and then it became more and more painful, and finally the pain went deep into the bone marrow, so painful that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Ji Xiaoguang struggled to the front of the mirror, and on the dim mirror was a familiar yet unfamiliar face, with a pained look on his face.

He collected himself, and suddenly found that this face did not have any brown-black scars, but was smooth, delicate, and handsome.

And this face was exactly the same as Fang Yingqing's.

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