C922 (1/2)

”I can't escape.”

Gu Mingyan throws the rest half of the cake into her mouth and listens to Qi Rou's saying that there have been all kinds of things, but she only slips two words in her heart - evil fate.

She once wanted to leave and fly away to do what she wanted to do.

But fate makes people turn back. The man who abandoned her then turned back. Later, the whole thing made her feel that she made a fool of nature, found friends but hurt each other, calculated each other honestly, and was provoked by others when she joined hands.

”If you could get away, you wouldn't be coming back by intuition.” Qi Rou said that her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry. She raised her hand and added a cup of tea for herself.

”In that case, do me another favor.” Gu Mingyan quickly adds a cup of tea for her, and her eyes are crooked.

Qi Rou feels that things are not good, but she agrees.

When ghost and Mo San come back, Qi Rou just sits at the door of Gu Mingyan's room with a book in her hand and makes a silent gesture. Then they leave. It seems that they didn't find too many clues after a quick check today.

At night, the rain gradually decreased. A figure slipped out of the back door, avoiding the patrolling soldiers and the watchmen of the guard. He felt the back door of the Jingwang mansion with his memory, found the position of the firewood room that Qi Rou said, took out his semi-finished claws, climbed up the wall, and then landed steadily in the haystack.

The night watchman suddenly woke up and shouted, ”who?”

After scanning the lantern for a while, I didn't see half a figure. Only the little flower running from the main courtyard was grinding its claws with hay. The little guy took a breath of relief and lifted the little flower to wipe the water drops on its body: ”how can you come here again? If Miss Gu finds you are not here tomorrow, he will find you in the courtyard again.”

The voice of the young man gradually went away, and Gu Mingyan climbed out of the haystack. There was almost nothing left in front of her, but she had no impression of the backyard. She had to look up for the tall dead wood, but only a thick black was left in the rainy night.

Touch the wall and walk all the way to the front porch, avoiding two watchmen.

But I still can't see the trace of the dead wood. I'm in a hurry.

When she decided to turn back, she saw several servant girls coming this way. She clenched her teeth and pushed open a door behind her. She dodged into the door and watched the servant girls carrying lanterns disappear around the corner. Then she clapped her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing by the door for a while, she raised her head and listened to the sound of rain in her ears.

And the black shadow in front of her made her slightly stunned. She remembered that in that sunny day, both Yinqiao and Qingdai had sat beside her. At the foot of her was the stone slab which was washed away by the dead wood. There were only bare branches on her head. Maybe there were some dead leaves floating from other yards.

These memories are like a flash in the pan, just like a heavy black.

She went on walking. There were brand-new bricks and stones under her feet, but the ground was always uneven. She walked carefully through the yard and stayed under the dead wood. There was a stone table and stone bench beside her. She was not the old man, and now she was the only one left.

”I thought you spent so much time to attack the king at night.”

Gu Mingyan shuddered slightly and turned around, but he was covered by a cloak. His warm and broad hand held her hand and led her out. He said, ”when can you spare time, I will die willingly.”

”Where is death to be spoken of?” Gu Mingyan pulls the heavy cloak on his head.

”I didn't learn from you.” Duan Chengxuan's voice was a little annoyed. Until she went under the eaves again, Duan Chengxuan helped her take off the Cape on her head and put it on her shoulders. Her fingertips brushed the hair on the side of her face to wipe away the water drops.

Gu Mingyan held a corner of his cloak and raised his head to ask him, ”did you order Qingdai to be killed?”

”Yes.” Duan Chengxuan nods and takes back his hand.