"Then I'll go back first, I just went back, they all came back, it's almost four watch, you have to go to court at five watch, sleep." After a few words softly, Xuanji walked to the door.
"Fourth watch, are you still walking on the road like a ghost?"
His deep voice slapped her back.
"It's okay, you have a lot of banned troops here. I will find a few to hold the lanterns. They are very popular."
Just as he reached out to the door, a gust of wind slammed the door, crackling, and the door slammed shut. Xuanji was stunned for a moment, then turned to look, his sleeves just fell down.
He sneered, "Go back and weep the pillow over there?"
Xuanji smiled wryly, stretched out her hand and pulled towards the door, her breath was cold behind her, and her shoulders were buckled.
He didn't use a lot of strength, she knew that he was afraid of her injury, his nose was astringent, he leaned tentatively into his arms, and he reached out and hugged her.
"Aren't you going to suffer?"
His voice was still cold, but his hand was gently caressing her back.
Tears slowly wet his shirt.
"Ali, I'm sorry for them. I said to Wen Ruyi just now, 'You killed everyone in my palace, don't you feel afraid when you sleep?' I should be afraid! It should be me! I owe them justice, not to mention the dead little twins, even Diefeng and Cuiya will not forgive me."
"You saw it just now, didn't you?"
In the sour eyes full of nose, Xuanji heard the man's tense and hoarse voice.
Xuanji didn't make a sound.
Long Feili suddenly raised her lower jaw and kissed her roughly.
She stretched her arms around his back, letting his tongue and teeth tangle her mouth and the tops of her tongue teeth tingling.
"Zi Jin only sees my right hand, because my right hand is holding a sword." Long Feili drew his eyebrows and laughed at himself.
Xuanji shook his left hand.
As soon as he entered, he saw it. He held the sword in his right hand and pointed at Ruyi coldly, while the left hand hanging by his side was trembling slightly.
If that sword took Ruyi's life, maybe it will become his nightmare in this life.
He hugged her tightly, tenderizing the wound on her back.
Maybe it was the pain, and she finally burst into tears, "Your family is weak, and you can't have a rift with Zi Jin."
She even thought about this for him. If Ruyi dies, the brotherhood between him and Zijin will never be separated again.
Long Feili's heart thumped fiercely, the pain hit, and it couldn't get any more. He kissed her hair madly, wishing to rub her into his body. He knew that forgiving Ruyi would become the biggest nightmare in her life.
Thinking of what he had just heard in Fengji Palace, he felt even more distressed, and squeezed her shoulders, "Your servant is honest, but your master is not honest, why didn't you ask me to get the silver ticket?"
Xuanji was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "How do you know?"
He picked her up, walked to the table and sat down, so that she could sit more comfortably, he said solemnly: "I have been to the Phoenix Vulture Palace just now."
"I thought you fell asleep in the main room, so I went to find your maid. She was able to get up and walk around, saying that you gave the monthly case and jewelry to the servant named Xiao Luzi, and asked him to carry the things to the dead man. The slave's house."
"Yeah." Xuanji murmured, "I gave them the bank note you gave me last time before I left the palace. Although there are many monthly cases, but a few children have more rations at home—"
"Fool!" He was furious, and he didn't know what to do with her except for a rebuke.
Xuanji was puzzled, "Didn't you go to the queen just now?"
No wonder they came back in tandem.
"Yeah." Long Feili nodded and said a few words to Yu Mixiu. He didn't move her, but it didn't mean she could do whatever she wanted. Most of the palace servants killed tonight were from Luanxiu Palace. It's time to give Luanxiudian some new blood.
Bixia Palace said a few heavy words to her, and when she was walking back from Luanxiu Palace, she went to Fengjiu Palace without thinking.
The main house was darkened, so he went straight to Diefeng and looked at Cuiya's injury. Cui Ya was still in a drowsiness, her face was haggard, he moved in his heart, and ordered Xu Xi to let the Ministry of Internal Affairs distribute the pensions to the homes of several servants. Diefeng thanked him quickly, and smiled bitterly, saying that after the master came back, he did two things in a hurry. It is to help Cuiya clean and change clothes, and the other is to rummage through the boxes to find jewelry...
As the two talked, Xuanji's voice gradually became lower, and Long Feili knew that she was really tired, so he lightly carried her into the inner room. He took off his shoes and socks and was about to lie down, but when he saw her eyelids twitching violently, he whispered in a panic, "Chasing, Yuhuan."
He frowned slightly. It was not the first time he heard these two names. Was it her best friend before leaving the cabinet
I don't know, at this time, Xuanji was having a weird dream.
In the bustling street, a woman in red was walking fast in front, and she followed behind.
While walking, for some reason, she suddenly stopped outside the window of a store.
The glass of the window reflected the back of the woman in front—the woman turned around suddenly, she was startled, but saw the woman looking at her lightly, that face was chasing? But in an instant, it turned into a jade ring.
Xuanji woke up startled and sat up, sweat dripping from her forehead. A hand caressed her brow and took her into his arms, "Xiao Qi?"
"Ali, I had a strange dream." She said uneasily.
Long Feili said lightly, "I just had a dream too."
"Huh?" Xuanji cuddled gently on the man's chest, which was also stained with thin sweat, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat for him, and asked with concern, "What did you dream about?"