Chapter 755 (1/2)
When Shen Miao ”flipped over” the last wall and came to Prince Rui's mansion, CONGYANG was already tired and didn't want to talk.
Because they came in from the direction of the backyard, they didn't walk through the main gate. There was no guard in the huge Prince Rui's mansion. From the Yang also reveals doubts, obviously in the past is not so lax.
Shen Miao is still looking at the layout of Prince Rui's mansion. It is as magnificent as the legend says, but it is just a temporary residence. It has been renovated so carefully. However, he does not know how cool the palace will be. Just thinking about it, there was a middle-aged man in black in front of him.
”Iron clothes!” He called out from Yang and immediately asked, ”where are the others?”
The bodyguard called iron clothes looked at Shen Miao, but he was stunned. He arched his hand at her and asked, ”is there something important about Miss Shen's entrance?”
Shen Miao looks at each other's appearance, seems to know her. Seeing CONGYANG and greeting him, it is estimated that it is Xie Jingxing's person. He says, ”I'm looking for Rui Wang, and I have something to say.”
She seems to know that she will order in the backyard
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When Mingqi's winter gets cold, everyone is not willing to walk outside. If at night, the streets are empty, even birds, cats and dogs are huddled in warm nests, unwilling to move a little bit.
The water in the pond has frozen. The thick ice blocks completely cover the scenery inside. The wind of lotus in summer and the Koi are playing. At present, it is just a vast expanse of white. It seems that no matter how good the time is, there will always be a moment in the past, just as the flowers in spring will wither one day.
The young man in purple sleeps lazily on the tree with his head on his hands, and his voice mask on his face is not taken. There is a wind lantern hanging on the tree. Under the weak halo, his expression can not be said to be bleak or happy, but just a little lonely.
Like the wind passing through the tree, light and cold. Quiet and silent.
The white tiger lies down under the tree, scratching the trunk with its claws from time to time, and occasionally taking its mouth to bite the ice cream falling on the ground. The bite ”crunchy” can be heard clearly at night.