C218 (1/2)

The masked man in black, who was hiding outside the door, observed everything in the room. He had listened to Huo Li's orders carefully.

The young master had asked him to come and keep an eye on the prince, but if he didn't report this matter, then the young master wouldn't be able to leave the city today.

He jumped up from the ground, jumped over the red wall, and then headed west. In the time it took for half a cup of tea to burn, under the cover of the gray sky, he had stealthily made his way back to the old tree not far away from the Red Dressing House like a ghost.

He took out a short flute from his bosom and blew lightly on it. Immediately, soft music filled the air above the silent dawn.

Chu Nantian did not leave Xi Sanmo's room as promised, but he did not violate his promise either. He only used his hands to support his head on the table as he slept, listening to the melodious flute music coming from outside the window. He suddenly woke up from his dream, his obsidian eyes shining brightly in the dark room.

One note after another was broken down. Through the long music, he saw Huo Li's every move and gesture. He was looking for someone from a city?

”Hmph …”

It was said that heroes were hard to deal with. It was true. It had only been a single night, and he was already so impatient. He was willing to pay the price of arousing public hatred to boldly seal a city …

”Duke Yuan, ah, Duke Yuan, I can't believe you have emotions and desires in your cold-blooded battlefield, and a woman that can make you unable to let go of her …”

It's just that there is, so what? Your woman is in my hands!

This Young Master is also moved by your woman and wants her as well!

Yes, that's right, you were the one who seized the initiative, you were the one who first got to know her, but so what? The important thing is not the beginning, not the process, but the result.

The show has just started. Once you start singing, I'll break it. Now it's this young master's turn again!

Pushing open the window, he took out the flute, and immediately followed the distant notes. He began to play a new mission, one word at a time.

Huo Li, our challenge starts again. Previously, we were fighting for land, but now we are fighting for women. This time, either you lose or this young master wins, there will never be a draw!

I hope that your defeated body can still endure the loneliness without the company of a beauty!

Smiling mischievously, he stopped playing, put away his flute, closed the window, and lit the candle by the window with a poker.

Slowly, the orange candlelight flickered and lit up, driving away all the darkness in the room. Chu Nantian walked over to the bed and lifted the white silk curtain, only to see Xi Sumo sleeping on the bed like a big word, his arms arrogantly spread out, one leg exposed, the other leg wrapped in a thick blanket.

This sleeping posture was really not pleasing. However, she was sleeping soundly, her face blushing red, and the corner of her mouth slightly curled up, as if she was having a wonderful dream.

His heart softened, Chu Nantian wanted to pinch her cheek, but just as he was about to touch her face, his hand suddenly changed direction, landing on her shoulder, gently patting, gently calling out: ”Miss Xi, wake up, Miss Xi, wake up …”

She frowned as she opened her eyes slowly. She saw a tall, blurry figure in front of her, and for a moment, she couldn't remember where she was. She thought she was still in the Xi Mansion, and thought it was Huo Li.

So in a daze, she said unrestrainedly, ”Huo Li, what's wrong with you? Don't be noisy, I'm very sleepy. If you want to hug me to sleep, then come up and I'll hug you to sleep!”

At that moment, like a thunderclap in the sky, Chu Nantian's gentle smile instantly dropped to -100 degrees Celsius. Her dark sharp eyes were so dark that ice could have dripped out, she was only sleeping soundly, she was dreaming, but she didn't expect that in her dream, there was actually that damned Huo Li!

Does this count as having a concubine's intention and a heart's love?

Was he beating up a mandarin duck by doing this?

So what, whoever said the items should belong to him, Huo Li, now look clearly, the person who left by her side was me, it was me, Chu Nantian!

So what if they slept together? Tonight, they were also a single woman and a single woman in the same room. Saying it out loud would also be a gimmick!

Chu Nan Tian no longer cared about the gains and losses. He saw that Xi Sanmo wanted to close his eyes again, so he hastily patted her shoulder a few times: ”Miss Xi, wake up. We are leaving. When I left the house, my father had already flown books to arrange a time for me, so I had to hurry over before the sun rose, otherwise, it would be too rude. ”

After hearing all that, Xi Sumo suddenly sobered up and remembered everything that had happened the night before. She hurriedly got up from the bed and smiled awkwardly, ”You left so early. I was still planning to go back to my house and inform father secretly so that he wouldn't worry about me. ”And Shan Shan must also know, or else she will kill people in a hurry.”

'Idiot, if I go back, you won't be able to come out again. You should know that Prince Duan is on full alert right now. He's just waiting for you to come out! '

Chu Nantian pretended to be deep in thought, ”Your thoughts are indeed thoughtful, you must be arguing with that person, it has nothing to do with Daddy, making Daddy too burdened and unfilial. However, time is of the essence, so why don't you write a letter for the waiter to pass on to him? As long as your father sees the letter, he will be able to rest easy, and that person will not know either. ”

If it wasn't for the fact that he owed that damn man, Xi Sanmo wouldn't have agreed. She couldn't let go of that stinky man, Huo Li, no matter what.

He slipped out of bed, put on his shoes, washed, and combed his hair before tying it behind his head with a golden hairpin. Then he took the four treasures of the study from the bookcase and sat down at the table to write a letter to Miyake.

She sat at the table and wrote, while Chu Nantian stood by the window playing the flute to accompany her. When she was done, he played the flute.

He did not say much, but just smiled and called the waiter in, gave him the written letter, and gave him fifteen taels of silver as a reward. He even repeatedly warned the waiter, which clearly meant that he was giving this letter to Third Young Master to listen to, ”You must personally deliver this letter into the hands of the servants.”

After receiving the reward, the waiter was naturally willing to run errands. He kept the letter and slipped out of his room, down the stairs, and onto the street.