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Under the cover of night, he approached the base of the wall of Jinghui Building, and waited for a while in the dark. When the breathing calmed down, everything around him could be heard more clearly. There was no sound inside the wall, except for a few dogs barking in the distance. He calmed down a bit, stretched his legs and crossed the wall.
Now that his Qi-nourishing state has become deeper and deeper, his actions are much more agile and faster than before. Although he is wearing a suit of armor, it only makes a clang in the night wind. After falling to the other end, he looked intently into the courtyard again, only to see that the atrium here is full of pavilions and waterside pavilions, and there are no people walking around.
The stone niche on the side of the road seems to be dedicated to the land master here, and lanterns are also hung at the gate of the courtyard, so that the light in the courtyard is not very dim. Li Bochen touched a rock in the shadows and sat down, his spirit departing from his body.
He wandered around the atrium for a week first, and went back through the moon gate without noticing anything unusual. Jinghui Building is a twin building, surrounded by houses where servants live. But even so, it is elegantly and quietly arranged, as if viewing a garden.
In order to protect myself, and not caring about prying into people's privacy, I first looked around the residences of the servants, and saw that most of them were ordinary people, and there were three who seemed to be martial artists, and one who seemed to be a cultivator. , in meditation.
These few were supposed to be town house masters invited by Jinghui Building, and the level of practitioners was not very high. Li Bochen was afraid that he might be different, so he stared at his room for a while, only to find that he had fallen asleep sitting up. .
So I went upstairs again. There are more people in the building, and on the first floor are some maids on duty at night. But they were all sleepy and lethargic. Li Bochen wanted to find out and find a servant to ask which room that Qiao girl lives in, and then make him faint, but when he saw two maids who were on duty at night by the door on the first floor, they were listening to them talking.
One said to the other: "Drink some tea and hold on. Qiao girl is not happy these days, be careful when she calls the doctor at night, if she doesn't listen, she will end up scolding her again."
The other yawned all over the place, but he still stood up and said, "I can't make ithow about I go up and see, if she's asleep, let's take a nap for a while."
The previous one said: "That's okay¡ªyou get to the second floor and ask Xiao Sier for some sweet dumplings."
Li Bochen was overjoyed, and thought to himself, he really wanted to sleep and brought a pillow. The maid got up and went upstairs, and he followed her behind. The little girl took a few steps and rubbed her arms, as if she felt cold, but she didn't respond.
She went up to the third floor, and listened quietly in front of the door of a house at the east end, and Li Bochen knew that this should be the house of "Qiao Girl". All the lights in the house were turned off, and it was quiet. The servant girl let out a sigh of relief and tiptoed downstairs.
Li Bochen was still worried, and immediately took a look around the several rooms on the three floors, but his face was red when he saw it. After sweeping the second floor, go through the wall and enter Qiao girl's room.
Her room is quite big, with a tea room outside and a bathroom and washroom. There is a study in the inner room, and the bedroom is further inward.
Li Bochen paused in front of the bedroom door, and thought to himself, Miss Qiao, forgive me for being abrupt¡ªit is absolutely necessary.
So he went in through the door and saw people.
As a yin god, he can naturally see the room at a glance. It was found that there was indeed a woman in the room, but she didn't sleep on the bed, but fell asleep on the table. Wearing an apricot-yellow light shirt, a moon-white skirt, and a black cloud bun. A few strands of hair were loose and hung down beside the face, making the side face and slender neck extraordinarily white and moist.
I couldn't see her face, but just looking at this figure, I felt very beautiful.
She pressed a piece of rice paper sprinkled with gold under her white wrist. Li Bochen looked at the paper and saw three words: "Spring comes late".
? It looks like I can't sleep at night, and I want to write a poem, but I only get the first three words, and I feel sleepy.
He went around the room again, and besides some favorite things of his daughter's family, there was actually a sheathed rapier hanging on the wall. The scabbard and hilt are extremely ornately decorated, which should be of great value. But it seems that it can only be used as a sword dance, and it is difficult to kill the enemy.
Everything looks normal. But Li Bochen frowned slightly, thinking that this was an anomaly¡ªif Ye Lu had been here, if he had asked her, why did he leave again? They took the life of an insider in the Sui territory, how could they let this clever girl go here?
Is it becausethey used some technique on the gold medal to find out that they were the lucky ones of Beichen, so they didn't dare to act rashly for a while?
When he thought of this, he moved closer again, and took a closer look at that clever girl again. In these many years, it was the first time that he was so close to a sleeping woman, but there were all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but nothing that should not have occurred.
When I looked at her neck again, I suddenly found that something was wrong¡ª¡ª
There seems to be a little healing in her throatIt's a fool to come in and startle a sick woman, then walk away with a cold face. He simply drank her a cup of tea, so he wouldn't appear narrow-minded¡ªbut he never talked to her again.
He forced a smile and said, "Okay. Then there is Miss Laoqiao."
Having said this, she also lifted the tulle and walked into the tea room, kneeling down in front of the tea table.
Lin Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, and said no more. He smashed the tea cake, took the bamboo paper, shook the tea foam into the small grinder beside him, held the wheel with both hands, and grinded the tea foam finely. Then transfer the fine tea into the tea basket and sieve lightly, then put the sifted powder into a pink porcelain tea tube, and said: "Brother Li, how is this tea?"
Li Bochen really doesn't understand tea, and he doesn't like to drink boiled tea at this time. But seeing Lin Qiao's slender hands doing these things gracefully and calmly for a while, and smelling the fragrance of the powdered tea, I really felt much calmer in my heart.
It was only at this time that I thought, I am really ashamed. So what if she thinks I'm an apprentice? It is not a glorious thing for a man to sneak into a woman's boudoir late at night. Girls think this way because they are afraid. What I said just now was really euphemistic. And right now, she is trying to support her sick body to please herself in order to protect herself-but she has resentment in her heart, which is really not her husband's fault.
He sighed: "The tea is very good. Miss Lin, I'm so sorry."
Lin Qiao smiled slightly, shook her head slightly, took a teaspoon from the tea tube, scooped a spoonful of tea powder into the tea pot, stood up again, rested her hands on a white handkerchief, picked up the copper bottle that had boiled, and slowly poured it into the tea pot. Pour water into the tea pot and stir slowly with a fine tea whisk. I saw the blue waves in the Ou slightly rippling, the tea dust floating and sinking like snow, and the room was filled with a delicate fragrance.
She put the tea pot on a shallow porcelain dish, placed both hands on the table in front of Li Bochen, and said, "Brother Li, please use it."
At this time Li Bochen's heart has completely calmed down. Just as she was about to raise her hand to drink the teacup, Lin Qiao reached out and said, "Brother Li, wait a little bit, the water is a little hot now."
Li Bochen thought to himself that he has such rough skin and thick flesh, how can he be hot or not. Just when she was about to speak, Lin Qiao dipped her hand in the teacup, quickly wrote a few words on the tea table, then wiped it all away with a flick of her hand, and said with a light smile, "That's fine, there are so many words outside the building." If it¡¯s cold, this soup won¡¯t be too hot.¡±
Li Bochen could see clearly by the light of the talisman fire lamp, the words written by Lin Qiao were: "Help me, there are people above". (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com