This young man is by no means an ordinary person.
"Tell me, who is your master's name?"
The young man shook his head: "If the young lady and my master are destined, you should know it when we meet. If there is no fate, it is better to know than not to know."
Xia Yuanqiu narrowed her beautiful eyes and asked suspiciously: "Did you say this yourself, or did your master ask you to tell it to you?"
The young man said nothing, but slowly retreated into the courtyard gate, closed the courtyard door, and said no more words.
Xia Yuanqiu looked at the closed courtyard door and slowly backed away, but the more she thought about it, the more reluctant she became. Just now, someone had clearly entered. Logically speaking, with this young man's eyesight, he could definitely see everything clearly, but he Refuse to admit it.
What does this prove
It proved that the flashing black shadow was someone familiar to the young man, and it was even possible that he was his so-called master.
Thinking of this, she became more and more curious about the so-called owner. Who was it? Why was this house rented by him, why did he let them live in it, and why did he go to her yard to peek in the middle of the night
Is this person’s purpose also for the Divine Lord’s treasure house
Instead of making random guesses here, she decided to find out for herself. Since she couldn't get in through the main entrance, she could use other ways to get in.
During the sweep, a slender white shadow climbed over the wall from the third courtyard into the second courtyard.
The young man guarding the door moved his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a faint smile, but his body did not move at all, and even his open eyes slowly closed.
The layout of the second courtyard is similar to that of the third courtyard. The courtyard is dark everywhere, and only the two-story building in Cuixuan is still lit. The bright lights flickering in the night wind are like the night boy guiding her.
She went straight to Cuixuan. Although it was late at night and the night was dark and windy, her sensitive nose still smelled an unusual smell. The smell was very familiar.
She came to the second floor of the small building. There was one person, and only one person, inside the door and window covered with plain paper.
He was sitting inside the house, and she was standing outside. Their sights were separated by the thin layer of clear paper, but both of them could sense each other's presence.
When she smelled the smell, she already knew who was sitting in this room.
It's him! She didn't know whether she should meet him again, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of a reason why she had to meet him, so in the end, she planned to turn around and leave. When she turned around, a clear and calm male voice came from the room: "Since you're here, why don't you come in and talk?"
He is very similar to Zhu Yan, similar in appearance and temperament, but his voice is nothing like them at all.
Zhu Yan's voice is rich and masculine, while Song Ning's voice is thin, very pleasant, but with a hint of femininity.
As the man waved his hand, the lattice door made of clear paper opened with a crash, and she turned her body back slowly and walked in slowly.
"Song Ning, long time no see." She curled her lips and smiled, with a gentle smile on her face, but a distant and cold look in her eyes.
Song Ning didn't care, she had never been close to him.
"It's been a long time since I last saw you. It's really hard to see you when you're so busy!" He took a tea cup from the tea tray and poured out a cup of tea for her.
She sat down happily, took the tea from him, and took a sip. No matter what kind of person Song Ning was or what he had done, he had never meant any harm to her, so she could still trust him.
Besides, she is invulnerable to all poisons. Unless there are strange poisons in the world, ordinary poisons will have no effect on her.