Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

It was night, bone-chillingly cold.

The breeze was colder and wilder than before. In the quiet night, there was only the sound of "whooping". Listening carefully, it seemed like someone was crying.

Bai Lu lay sideways on the bed, looking at Yi Gucheng with perfect facial features and sharp edges, Yi Gucheng had already fallen asleep.

With his eyes closed, he has long lost the vigilance and sharpness of facing the world, and the gentle pampering when he looked at the egret. What he has is only serenity.

There are so many flashes, but he stands in the world quietly.

Egret couldn't help stretching out his hand, his flamboyant hand and gleaming wrist, under the dim light, it was as crystal clear as a night pearl.

She caressed the corners of Yi Gucheng's eyebrows and eyes with gentle movements, and her eyes were tender like never before.

She looked deeply, wanting to engrave everything about Yigu City into her bone marrow and draw it into her soul.

The word love hurts the most.

Egret found that Yi Gucheng had grown a beard, she stroked Yi Gucheng's thin and short beard, and unconsciously showed an arc on her face, smiling brilliantly.

She always remembered that when she first looked at Yi Gucheng at Qingsha's house, she was attracted by those abyss-like eyes.

Yes, they are the same people, a wolf in the dark, a knife in the crowd.

It is dormant all the time, and it is killing all the time.

Now that she thinks about it, she also wonders, when did she start to fall in love with this man, fell in love with this man, maybe it was in Chaolu Empire, maybe it was in the Western Sea Region, maybe it was in Peach Blossom Wonderland...

In short, on this road full of thorns, there was a man who entered her heart so casually.

Everything is predestined somewhere.

Perhaps, Yuelao had tied the two of them with a red rope long ago, and after many hardships, they were finally together.But over the years, they have gathered less and separated more, in two completely different places separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, fighting silently for each other.

One night, Egret fell asleep unconsciously thinking about the story along the way.

When she closed her eyes, the man lying quietly opened his eyes.

Those deep black pupils were watching the girl's better face with tenderness like water at this moment, and a slight smile could not help but be drawn on her cool lips.

As long as she is still there, he will not care about the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

As long as she still loves, even if she goes from one side of hell to the other side of hell, he will hold her hand tightly and never leave her.

After a sleepless night, when the egret woke up, it was already evening.

She suddenly opened her eyes that were as sharp as swords, and the surrounding area was empty, and there was still an aftertaste in the quilt.A flash of light flashed in his mind, and the egret panicked like a stray deer.

Throwing off the quilt covering her body suddenly, she stepped on the cold ground with bare feet like jade, and was wearing a plain white underwear. She looked around in a panic, and searched all the rooms anxiously.

No, nothing.

Bailu opened the door and watched the sunset, with pain in his eyes, but no tears.

The burning clouds on the dome stained her empty eyes red.

"Egret..." Yejing came over with the food, and was surprised for a while when he saw Bailu's distraught look.

She had never seen such an egret, without its edges and corners, without its usual sternness and defensiveness, only hesitant and helpless.

Bailu raised his eyes and looked at Yejing nonchalantly, his voice choked up, "Yejing, he's gone..."

Yejing smiled wryly, "It's night now, he left at noon."