Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

Before I knew it, it was winter.

The weather in November already made people smell the imminent snowfall, and a charcoal fire was already lit in the side hall, all of which were high-quality Xuelong charcoal, burning without a trace of smoke.

Nan Su was sitting next to the charcoal basin, wearing a brocade silk shirt, his narrow waist was outlined by a belt with a dark pattern, and a piece of Panlong Jade hung on it, his whole body was graceful and luxurious.

"Eh? Bar!"

Nan Su suddenly yelled, and skillfully handled the cards, his eyes smiling like a scheming little fox.

The remaining three young monks looked at each other and could only sigh bitterly.

Just when he was about to play cards, Lu Yao suddenly walked in and called for the son.

Nan Su didn't pay attention to him, but after walking a round of cards, he suddenly fell back on the chair, raised his hand and yawned: "I'm tired."

The three young monks were stunned, got up and ran away as if they had been pardoned, and said with teary eyes: "Hurry up and wash your face, hurry up..."

Watching them walk away, Lu Yao closed the door vigilantly, turned around and said, "My lord, it will snow in a few days, and there will definitely be traces left at that time. If you want to burn down the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, tonight is a good time .”

Nan Su raised his eyes lightly: "Have you figured it out?"

Lu Yao nodded: "Well, today is Saturday, and it's a quarter of a hour, which is the time for changing the guard."

"it is good!"

Nan Su shook his folding fan with a "shua", and covered his mouth with a grinning laugh—if he didn't have some villain experience, he definitely wouldn't be able to smile with such a dark taste...

Jie Jie Jie, after this creation, the gang of bald donkeys in Hongfu Temple must hate him deeply. There is a relic in the front, and there is a Buddhist scripture pavilion in the back. Nan Su believes that even if the people in Hongfu Temple can’t want him He will definitely not let him live here anymore.

According to the emperor's temperament, he must find another place to put Nan Su under house arrest, but Nan Su has already made up his mind, he will burn, loot and destroy wherever he goes!

Others can't beat him, can't kill him, and he has to be on guard every day. He doesn't believe that any temple or force will dare to take him in as a hob meat in the end!He wanted to let the whole world know that he, the eldest son of the Southern University, would never escape the world and cultivate himself!

But if this matter angered the emperor, we should attack him directly...

Well, then the mother admits it too!

After waiting for 17 years, he even agreed to such a humiliating thing as getting married, but unexpectedly, in the end, in exchange for such a result, Nan Su couldn't convince himself to continue cowarding.

……

It's getting darker tonight.

Quietly, two figures sneaked outside the wall of the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

The shadow of an ancient tree that propped up the sky covered them well. Lu Yao poked his head out, observed for a while with the lantern that was flickering on and off, then turned his head to look at his master, and then, he was stunned...

I saw Nan Su took out a black scarf from nowhere and put it on top of his head, then grabbed the two corners and tied a beautiful knot under the nostrils, full of ritual sense, of course——

It's also full of wretchedness.

After being dazed for several seconds, Lu Yao frowned and asked, "My lord, what are you doing?"

Nan Su glanced at him contemptuously: "I can see that you haven't done anything bad, don't you know that this is more in line with the sneaky image?"

Lu Yao was shocked, it was more than a match...

Nan Su grinned, and immediately stuffed him with a square scarf: "Don't worry, I brought it for you too."

Lu Yao: "..."

At this moment, only the sound of footsteps approaching, a group of monks wearing gray robes appeared from a distance, while the monks who were on duty gathered at the entrance.

The side of the fence.

Nansu slid down a tree trunk like a loach, and quickly lowered his body to observe the inner environment.

Lu Yao has been staring at the top for a long time, so he is naturally familiar with it: "My lord, there are hidden whistles hidden in the bushes in front of you and the woods on the right. I saw several birds strayed in, and they were all shot through by random arrows. It is unreasonable. We have to go from above."

Nan Su nodded, seeing Lu Yao going first, he followed his path and rushed towards the pillars of a long corridor on the right.

Seeing that he was about to hit the pillar, Nan Su raised his foot immediately, and kicked off the pillar suddenly, his body jumped up instantly with inertia.Just as he was gradually losing strength, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the tile roof above, hung his long arms, and immediately lied tightly on the tiles in the corridor like a gecko!

However, handsome is only three seconds.He violently pulled the knot away, panting with his tongue out like a puppy: "I made a mistake, I made a mistake... my nose is blocked... I can't breathe..."

"..."

Lu Yao's breath was still steady, but his expression was a bit puzzled: "Your Majesty, have you practiced more quietly recently? From my observation of your movements, it seems that you have improved a lot."

Nan Su was so out of breath that he couldn't speak, he could only think: Can we not improve?You have to be punched for three days before your eyes are swollen, and you will grow!

A burst of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the building complex, Lu Yao listened for a while, and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, hurry up."

"Ah."

The two walked lightly, stepping across the roof of the corridor like civet cats in the dark, heading straight for the magnificent domed building...

After successfully sneaking in through a small window on the upper floor, the two of them went down to the lobby on the first floor, observing all the way, they couldn't help but be dazzled by the densely packed documents and classics, and they couldn't help sighing in their hearts: What a place full of treasures!

It's a pity that if it's not a treasure, Hongfu Temple can't care about it.

In the middle of the hall, Lu Yao took out a wine bag from his arms and handed it over: "Then I'll pour the lamp oil first, after half a cup of tea, the prince can light the fire."

Nan Su took the wine bag, took a sip, and poured the rest of the wine on his clothes, trying to look like a complete drunk.

He thought for a while, and said in a concentrated voice: "They have nothing to do with me, you have to be careful when you get away."

Lu Yao smiled slightly, showing a row of white teeth, but didn't say anything, just turned around quickly, and disappeared into the darkness...

During Lu Yao's arrangement time, Nan Su found a row of bookshelves and sat down casually. When he was bored, he brushed the top of his head like black silk, and plucked it to his chest to play with.

Probably, this was his first resistance to the emperor.

Seventeen years ago, when that King Qingyuan put him down in the palace, he said to him: "Su'er, be good, dad will come pick you up in a while."

He just sat and waited obediently, and waited, and then waited for a rare heavy snowfall, and Dayan was avalanche everywhere...

"You didn't come."

Ruyu's face was hidden in the darkness, and after a long time, a low whisper came from it: "Then I will go home by myself, if I am destined to perish halfway, you must remember to pick me up."

With a sound of "cha", a yellow flame burst out from the torch.

Nan Su stood up, ignited a few books randomly, and threw the fire folder on the ground, and the whole hall on the first floor was instantly illuminated by the warm light of the fire.

Gradually, the surrounding area became red and hot, and the flames gradually approached Nansu, as if a hot summer wind was blowing.

Nan Su slowly backed to the door, his body was tilted, he looked like he was drunk, he opened the door with both hands, and when he was about to step out——

"Boom..." The red-painted door on the opposite side was also slowly pushing open.

A few feet away, a monk with a lantern came across the threshold, his voice cautious: "This way, please."

Dark clouds covered the moon, and it was pitch black. With the faint light, only the man next to the monk could be seen slender, shaped like a green pine. When the cold wind blew, he lifted the sable cloak behind him, looking tall and straight.

This... this is?

The corners of Nan Su's eyes twitched slightly, and he stood motionless, only the hand holding the door frame, the knuckles getting whiter and whiter...

A deep voice came slowly, a little hoarse, as if the owner of the voice had a cold: "Master, I came here late at night to borrow books, did you bother me?"

Just listen to the monk's response: "Sixth prince, you are welcome, you are dedicated to the Buddha, we will wait—"

Speaking of this, the monk suddenly stopped, stayed only for a moment, and quickly shouted loudly: "Come on, put out the fire!!!"