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Chapter 168 [What does he want to do in the middle of the night] (for subscription)
Night fell gradually.

The heat of the day suddenly became cooler at this moment.

Crystal River.

After dusk, here, as always, the lights began to brighten up.

The lights are on and the laughter is going on all night long. It is estimated that the bustle here will slowly dissipate when the sky turns gray.

The shore is very lively, but the center of the lake is extremely dark.

If it weren't for the lights on the painting boat, it might not be possible to tell its location.

On the calm lake, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, making it extremely cool.

Along with the waves of the sea, the painting boat shifted slightly.

In the dimly lit place, in the blind spot of perspective, a few black shadows leaped up from the bottom of the lake.

Countless splashes.

A series of black shadows spun twice in the air, and the water splashed away, forming a curtain of water droplets.

The men in black were neat and uniform, showing a certain formation, and landed steadily on the boat without making a sound.

They made a gesture known only to each other, and seven or eight men in black broke through the window in an orderly manner.

There was no panic as imagined, because there was no one in the boat.

Such a scene made the six or seven men in black dumbfounded.

What about people?

In the center of the painting boat, there is a token hanging in the air.

It is the goal of their trip.

Several people looked at each other, not daring to be careless.

After all, the scene in front of them was indeed far beyond their expectations.

When and how did those people leave.

They have been guarding not far away, but they have not noticed anyone leaving.

Is it the hell?

Not long after, a tall, powerful boy with a sword in his hand walked in.

There is a trace of murderous intent in the eyebrows.

That is the pure murderous aura that can only be honed with blood on the battlefield after experiencing fighting.

Beside him, followed by two maids in white clothes, both are swordsmen.

He wore a hat on his head, covering his face.

Seeing the master come in, six or seven men in black each had their own side, in case of accidents, they were extremely vigilant.

It can be seen that he is well trained.

These people are all above the seventh rank, and they know how to cooperate with each other tacitly.

"Take things down."

The young man with a murderous look on his brows frowned slightly as he looked at the decorations in the boat and the token hanging in the center.

As the voice fell, a white-clothed maid beside her immediately unsheathed the sword in her hand and threw it out.

Fly out in the air, spin back.

The dangling token also comes with it.

There are no traps!

However, it was obvious that the people here had long expected that they would come, so they had already withdrawn secretly.

"Young master, there is a note here."

Someone found the message and delivered it.

The boy glanced at it, smiled, turned and left with the token.

Now that the goal has been achieved, he turned around and led the people to leave Huafang.

"Si Lili, it seems that I underestimated you."

The young man muttered and disappeared on the sparkling Liujing River.

After all the men in black disappeared, the boat returned to silence again.

Not long after, a slight sound came from the boat, and a person walked out slowly from the interlayer at the bottom of the boat.

Si Lili took a deep breath after looking at the cut silk thread hanging in the sky.

The information from Rakshasa Palace is really amazing!

"Fan Zui..."

Thinking of the news that Fan Zui told him when he left today, Si Lili couldn't help feeling admiration from the initial surprise to witnessing it with his own eyes.

How did Fan Zui know about such a secret plan at night.

The heavenly and earthly nets of the Rakshasa Palace are indeed pervasive, and it is extremely terrifying to think about it carefully.

Fortunately, no matter how I count it now, I am also his pillow.

The stronger he is, the better it is for him.

However, how should I reply to Bei Qi's questioning...

I also don't know what expression the little emperor had when he learned that he really dedicated himself to Fan Zui, the youngest general in the world.

Suddenly, she remembered the princess of Sun Island, if she guessed correctly, Fan Zui should go to Honglu Temple tonight.

I hope he can be more sensible.

That is the emperor's woman after all.

Wait, strictly speaking, she seems to be the woman chosen by the Northern Qi Emperor...

But now he gave his body to Fan Zui, a lustful bastard.

Turning around and going back to the house, looking at herself in the makeup mirror, she smiled and was overwhelmed.

In the dark night, the noisy laughter on the shore can be heard from time to time outside the window.

It's just that these laughter probably have nothing to do with her.

Before Fan Zui left, he arranged a lot of things for her. It should be said that it was a plan.

I didn't know what to think at the time, and I was confused, so I agreed.

But, can such a thrilling plan be carried out smoothly?
Thinking like this, she thought of those people who came in just now.

During the day, when Fan Zui left, he told her that someone would be sent here to protect her.

Looking around, Si Lili couldn't help muttering:

"I really can't believe what this big pig's trotter said. I will send someone to protect me secretly as promised, and I don't see anyone there!"

"Are you looking for me?"

In the cool wind, a hoarse voice suddenly came out, and it was hard to tell the difference between male, female, old and young, or even whether it was a human voice.

Si Lili was so frightened that his whole body froze, and he couldn't help shivering.

As far as he could see, in the vanity mirror in front of him, at some point, two figures appeared.

No, it should be a walking corpse.

The eyeballs are rotten, the forehead is missing, the whole body is dark and wet, but walking in the present.

Si Lili's throat twitched, and he swallowed.

"Ah!" Si Lili screamed subconsciously, and then quickly covered his mouth.

The voice echoed in the throat.

She stood up, leaned her back against the dressing table, and looked at the two corpses, with beads of sweat on her forehead.

"You, you..."

In her terrified, trembling voice, the two corpses suddenly jumped into the water and disappeared.

"call!"

Si Lili patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.

Slowly, one step at a time, walked to the window and looked outside.

I saw that the river was calm, with only a few ripples scattered in all directions.

"Could it be the legendary corpse ancestor, has it come to the capital?"

Still in shock, she quickly guessed the identity of the visitor.

Rumor has it that the corpse ancestors of the Rakshasa Palace have an army of millions of corpses under their command.

Immediately, she had that suspicious thought again.

"Fan Zui is in the Rakshasa Hall, what is his identity that can make the corpse ancestor cooperate with his actions, could it be that he is really..."

However, thinking that he really sent someone to secretly protect him, Si Lili suddenly felt warm in his heart, and gradually felt at ease.

The backyard of Fan Mansion.

Fan Siche has been very busy recently, one of them is used as two.

Looking carefully, his eyes were covered with a thick layer of dark circles, almost turning into a panda.

At this time, Fan Sizhe yawned and came back from the outside crookedly.

He muttered something in his mouth.

"Printing 150 copies of the ruling in one night, 250 seven copies in the daytime, [-] taels of silver for each copy, two days and two nights... a total of net profit..."

Seeing this, Fan Jian, who stood aside but was completely ignored, suddenly turned dark.

Listening to what he said, he smiled and shook his head.

That kid Fan Zui was right, he should make the best use of everything.

Now Fan Sizhe started to make money on his own, and was so addicted to it that he was almost obsessed with making money.

Find him something serious to do, that's fine.

Fan Jian's mood suddenly improved.

However, after he learned from the housekeeper that Fan Zui had just left for Honglu Temple, his good mood suddenly disappeared.

It's not a good time to go to this bastard, but at night.

What does he want to do at night?
After thinking about it, Fan Jian hurriedly went back to the house, wrote the memorial and submitted it, and stayed at home tomorrow due to illness, not going to the morning court.

(End of this chapter)