Dew timid

At night, when Lu Yong woke up, his cold pupils turned slightly, and the room was completely silent, and it was terrifyingly cold.

In the dark room, he touched his warm earlobe and called out, "Fu Chengci?"

After calling several times in succession to no avail, Lu Yong woke up from the haze.

He coughed lightly from his throat, put two fingers on his neck, and kneaded it once and for all, even with a faint fishy sweetness when he swallowed, the wind outside the window came in, and at this moment he only felt that his head was swollen. uncomfortable.

Lu Yong followed the moonlight to find the edge of the table. After the lights were lit, the empty room could be seen at a glance, only a folded note on the table was particularly conspicuous.

Message on the note: If something happens to the prince's frame, I will go back as soon as I go.wait for me.

With just a few words, most of the ink stains are smudged, and it is not difficult to see the anxiety of the person who left the letter.

Even the two words at the end became extremely ironic.

The corners of Lu Qi's lips were lifted slightly, his eyes were like a pool of dead water, there was a bit of bitterness in his smile, and he had expected it as expected.

Zhang Zhengqing had inquired about Lu Yu's news in private, but he didn't believe that the emperor on the Dragon Throne could still sit back and relax if the news got back to the palace.

It's just that he didn't expect it to be so unfortunate that it almost messed up his plan.

Pressing the note back under the candlestick, Lu Yong changed into black clothes, and quietly turned out from the door and window of the inn.

He leaped from the fence with agility, and when he landed, he staggered and nearly hit a thick tree trunk. He knelt on one knee, and couldn't help covering his chest with one hand on his bent knee.

The severe pain flashed by, and his complexion suddenly turned pale. Fortunately, the pain gradually dissipated within a few breaths.

After tidying himself up, Lu Yong got up and walked towards Zhang's mansion.

Coincidentally, when Lu Yong arrived, he happened to meet Zhang Zhengqing leaving the house by car.

The carriage circled around the city, during which Zhang Zhengqing changed vehicles again at the entrance of an alley.

If Lu Qi hadn't been watching, maybe he would have been deceived.

The original carriage drove back to Zhang's residence.

About, it's time for another stick of incense.

The carriage was parked in an inconspicuous other garden, hidden in the city, taking the surrounding environment and the layout of the alley as an example, it was really not easy to be noticed.

The moon hangs on the branches, and the galaxy is endless.

There is only one intersection in Bieyuan, which is full of servants from the Zhang residence.

By the time Lu Qixun entered the other garden, it was already half a cup of tea.

Cautiously walking through the backyard where the flower beds criss-crossed, Lu Yong couldn't help reaching out to cover his chest again, the severe pain was short but intense.

However, this moment was not the time for him to be distracted. After the discomfort passed, Lu Qi went on the road again.

The master bedroom in Bieyuan was brightly lit at the moment, but it was quiet, and no one was guarding it.

It makes it very easy for people to push the door and enter.

Footsteps were heard in the distance.

The voice seemed familiar, very familiar.

Respect means flattery, and the guide half bends his body to lead the way for others.

"His Royal Highness, please slow down, my adults have already prepared."

Hearing the familiar title, a flash of astonishment flashed in Lu Qi's eyes. After the astonishment passed, he pressed his body against the rock behind him and quickly held his breath.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard footsteps passing by.

Duan Yin entered the master bedroom, a pair of eyes in the darkness interpreted him exactly.

After the old housekeeper who led the way also went out, Lu Yong arrived at the side of the master bedroom.

The lights in the room were bright, but no human voice could be heard.

Pushing open the door reveals a well-furnished ordinary study room with empty books.

Only the hollow incense burner releases smoke.

After touching a row of shelves on the side, the secret door behind the desk opened.

A gust of cold air rushed over, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

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