Red waist breaking line

Chapter 698

Carrying the sore medicine, Hongye pushed open the door, and slipped down the stairs softly.It was late at night, and the lobby was empty. Except for a shallow lamp hanging at the door that was still emitting a faint light, the rest of the furnishings were enveloped in the darkness of night, echoing the occasional north wind that swirled outside the window, and there was a sense of tranquility beauty of.

The moment she went downstairs, her thoughts flew back to the Lingyue Dynasty far away in the sky... At that time, in order to complete the task, she and Yang Yizhao disguised themselves and changed their names to shuttle between the Baifeng Building. Everything is vivid.Now this inn is much lighter than Tao's, but the inn is nothing more than those furnishings, in such a similar atmosphere, how can she not miss that person?Since the meaning of longing arises in my heart, even if I am in danger.It can't be calmed down for a long time.The killing intent in her chest beat back and forth, like a double heartbeat, and wet the corners of her eyes.

That was Yang Yizhao's heartbeat, and it was Yang Yizhao who was cheering her on.In order to make an agreement with Yang Yizhao, no matter how difficult it is, I have to go on.She raised her hand to wipe away the moisture that had just overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and after identifying the direction, she turned around and walked quickly to Lang Yan's residence.

Lang Yan is a servant, so the residence will not be very luxurious and comfortable.But when Hongye actually walked to the door of the room, looking at the dilapidated wooden door in front of her, she still frowned.She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the scorched stubble in the broken gap, wondering in her heart—this door seems to have been burned by a fire, otherwise how could it leave such marks?

She raised her head and looked at the powder wall beside the door—although the powder wall was dirty and dark, it was nothing more than a mixture of wind and sand and human trampling, combined with the breathtaking burn on the door panel. Not a class at all.

If the room was flooded, the burn marks would naturally be the same, how could there be such a drastic difference?Maybe it was painted later, she thought.The putty on the powder wall was very rough and fragile. She stretched out her hand to support the wall, scratched her nails, and scraped off a lot of powder on the powder wall in a short time.However, no matter how hard she worked, she couldn't find the same trace on the wall.Instead, it made her notice that those brand new door hinges obviously didn't match the door panel.

It seems... this door was indeed moved here later.But... a dilapidated and worthless door panel, why bother to move it over and use it again?What's the mystery here?
She rested her chin and thought, unaware of a pair of indifferent gazes from behind.

"What are you doing here?"

Hongye was shocked, turned around immediately, with a smile on her face: "I was scared to death, I thought it was a thief."

Lang Yan didn't answer, just stared at her silently, his eyes filled with the verdict of "the thief shouted, catch the thief".

Seeing that he was silent, Hongye felt her heart pounding, not knowing what this deep-minded young man was thinking.During the day, Lang Yan was just an ordinary servant brought over by Zhang Ziliu and transferred there, not much different from other people working in this inn.But at this moment in this night, although his dark skin is not easy to peel off from the surrounding darkness, his eyes are brighter than the stars in the sky.

Except for Yunxi and Yang Yizhao, she had never seen such beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help being fascinated by them for a moment.

Seeing that she didn't speak, but just stared blankly at his own face, Lang Yan couldn't help frowning, and asked again: "Are you okay?"

Hastily withdrawing from the situation, Hongye smiled hastily: "Oh, I...I have insomnia, let's walk around."

Lang Yan's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of what she said. After a while, he walked around Hongye and walked to the door. With his back to her, he opened the door and said indifferently: "This is the servant's residence. It's dirty. It's very good, the guests should leave quickly."

Hong Ye turned around with a smile, and was about to speak when she saw Lang Yan slightly tilted his head, his eyes looking at the corner of the door—his eyes fell on the small hole she had dug out with her fingernails just now.

All of a sudden, she became nervous, although Hongye was smiling on her face, she quietly put her hands behind her back, and touched the short blade hidden in her waist.Although she was thinking that Lang Yan was beaten and scolded by Zhang Ziliu, she came to deliver medicine to Lang Yan, but if Lang Yan became suspicious, it would be a big deal.She stared closely at the back of Lang Yan's head with loose braids, as long as Lang Yan said something that was not to her liking, she had to take action.

Fortunately, Lang Yan quickly averted his gaze, ignored Hongye, stretched out his hand to push the door, turned around and closed it, all in one go.

When the door panel covered with burn marks was closed in front of her, Hongye also heaved a sigh of relief.She put the sore medicine on the doorstep, and sighed—when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, her heart was full of killing intent.Now that time has passed, she can't help but feel ashamed and hurt when she looks at the great sore medicine she brought.Her target is obviously Zhang Ziliu, but she has murderous intentions towards the innocent Lang Yan. From this point of view, how is she different from Yun Xi?What face is there to be righteous in front of Yunxi?
But even so, when she thought of Yun Xi, she was still angry.The way Lang Yan looked at her just now was suddenly similar to Yun Xi's - they were all speculating about her, but she didn't want to be speculated.Obviously she was also speculating about others, but when the same gaze fell on herself, it was so unacceptable and unacceptable.

Stopping suddenly, she turned around, with a trace of stubbornness in her figure—whether she was delivering medicine or killing someone, she shouldn't be vacillating.

The weather tonight was very strange, the north wind was howling and the clouds were thick, but when she turned to face the door, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell between the sky and the earth!Amidst the thunder, everything around was as clear as day!
Without this lightning, she would not have seen that pair of incomparably gloomy eyes hidden between the two doors!

Lang Yan hid behind the crack of the door, spying on her silently!

The lightning was gone in a flash, and the night had the upper hand again.The unconcealable astonishment on Hongye's face was immediately swallowed by the darkness of night, together with those examining eyes, it seemed as if they had never existed in this world.

Her cheeks were hot, and her right foot was raised uncontrollably, trying to move forward.But after a moment, she took a step back slowly, wrapped her hands in the cotton padded coat she was wearing, and smiled awkwardly, as if she was talking to herself: "I'm scared to death, what the hell is the weather. It's not suitable to go out tonight! Hey!"

With her head shrunk and her waist hunched, Hongye left in a hurry.The servant's room, where few people passed by, also restored its original tranquility.

After a long time, there was only a "squeak", and the door covered with spots was pushed open by Lang Yan.He walked out slowly, bent down to pick up the box of ointment, opened it vigilantly and smelled it, then picked up a branch from the ground, scraped all the ointment out of the box, and threw it into the box without hesitation. He put the empty box in his pocket, turned around and entered the house, and closed the door again.

(End of this chapter)