Fu Yue pushed down the metaphor that was sitting in front of her bed, and called her unceremoniously, "I'm hungry, you can bring me some snacks." ”

Yu Yan pointed to his nose, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "You actually called me? The eldest lady of the world's money bank? Gu Youning, your brain was kicked by a donkey? ”

The fairy baggage is completely gone.

Fu Yue didn't want to push her angrily, "I'm lame, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yu Yan left stupidly, and before leaving, he scolded and scolded, "Eat, eat, you're fat." ”

This woman is a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart, she dislikes Fu Yue on her lips, but her body is very honest, and when Fu Yue said that she wanted to eat, Yu Yan had already stood up very consciously.

Yu Yan pushed the door and went out.

Fu Yue got out of bed, endured the pain in her legs and walked to the dresser, looking at the face reflected in the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror is yellow, and the reflection of the human face in it is a little distorted, but it can barely be seen clearly.

Distant mountain eyebrows, almond eyes.

The long hair is black, the skin is snow-white, and the calm temperament is like a pool of jasper, no longer the sharp indifference of the past, a little more contaminated with the breath of fireworks in the world, and the pale lips add a bit of fragile and fragile beauty to her.

She'll take advantage of this beauty.

Fu Yue lowered her thick black eyelashes, and the corners of her lips curved a touch of sarcasm.

Qi Shen.

Ji Qinglin.

…… Scold.

*

As for Ji Qinglin, who ran away.

He didn't return to the inn until the evening.

The night is getting darker, the sky is as dark as an inkstone, there is not a trace of impurities, if it was the night sky of the past, there would definitely be a few clouds on it, but tonight there is nothing.

What does this seem to portend......

*

On the branch of a large tree behind the inn, a man sits.

A dashing swordsman in red.

It was a young man, who lay on the branch with one hand behind his head, and a flask in the other, shaking slightly.

Even in such a dangerous posture, this person was extremely calm, as if he was not afraid that he would fall.

Ji Qinglin raised his head and poured a sip of spirits, the spicy taste entered his throat, and his throat was a little uncomfortable.

He is not a good drinker.

After most of this pot, his mind was already a little unconscious.

Why drink alcohol?

I don't know.

Why is he staying here?

…… I don't know.

Knowing that he has fallen into it, if it goes on like this, then wait for his end...... Maybe it's the abyss from which there will never be recovered. But Ji Qinglin didn't want to leave.

Everything has gone off track.

What to do?

…… I don't know.

*

At midnight.

The people in the inn were almost asleep, and the lights were out.

Because this was the first night Yu Yan went home, her mother asked her to sleep at home and did not allow her to come out, and Yu Yan left aggrieved.

Fu Yue slept alone tonight.

It was dark in the room, and the windows were closed so tightly that not even a trace of moonlight shone in.

Fu Yue's sleep was very light.

The slightest sound would wake her up.

I opened my eyes in a daze.

Fu Yue saw a red-clothed figure sitting at the table.

"it!"

Fu Yue couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and subconsciously rolled up the quilt and shrank back.

Scared.

In the middle of the night, I saw a red-clothed figure sitting across from your bed, staring straight at you, which is scary for everyone!!

Ink hair in red.

Isn't this the standard for female ghosts!

Fu Yue took a closer look, and the "female ghost" was wearing a silver mask on her face.

“…… ! ”