first concubine

Chapter 190 The cold palace is frightened. 7
The dark wind kept blowing from the front of the hall.

The blow on her body was icy cold, and her whole heart was also icy cold. She didn't dare to stop, and ran desperately, with the devil chasing after her.

The pavilions and corridors were twists and turns, and the night was dark. She lost her direction and didn't know where to go.

Seeing Zhan Yu's figure turn around the pavilion, she could almost see a pair of gilded dragon boots under his black robe, stepping on the gravel road, making a clanking sound.

She was standing under the red wall, when suddenly a pair of plain white hands stretched out from the room and pulled her in.

Qiu Yinong was caught off guard, and just about to cry out, one hand covered her lips, the smell of makeup spread into her nostrils, Qiu Yinong widened her eyes, and saw that charming face.

Ku Gu Huan was standing in front of her, with one arm around her waist and the other covering her lips. Because of the violent rotation, her black hair flew up in the air, drawing a beautiful arc.

His white clothes flowed out of the dust.

Ku Guhuan looked at her with indifferent eyes, pursed his lips, and shook his head slightly, signaling her not to move.

Zhan Yu is in the yard.

The rich and dark Chinese clothes can't get rid of the lonely loneliness and the indifference of the world.

Why is Kuguhuan here?
This question quickly turned in Qiu Yinong's mind. On such a night, she could meet him, so how could she have no doubts in her heart?
But now, she couldn't ask.

That person Zhan Yu is thoughtful, vicious and vicious, if she and Kugu Huan are found here, then they will definitely not survive.

She and Ku Gu Huan's bodies were tightly pressed together, hiding in the shadows, she raised her head slightly, and she could see the man's clean and sharp jaw.

On his face, there is still residual watercolor powder.

The feeling of autumn is so strong that I don't understand why this man from Zhilan Yushu has watercolor powder on his face?

Turning his head to look at the yard, the sky was dim, but he could see Zhan Yu's figure running quickly through the yard, wondering if he had discovered that she had peeked at his secret?

Suddenly, Qiu Yinong saw a white figure flashing in front of the corridor, with blood on the white clothes.

Zhan Yu came down like a god, his footsteps were flying, and he had already stood in front of the man in white. The man in white screamed and backed up.

Then fell to the ground.

Qiu Yi's heart suddenly beat faster, this man in white was caught by Zhan Yu, it seemed that he was doomed.

However, what happened next was beyond Qiu Yinong's imagination.

Zhan Yu just glanced at the man in white who fell on the ground, then turned his back, and said in a cold voice: "You are a ghost, guard this Qianqiu Palace carefully."

From Zhan Yu's point of view, this person is already dead.

The man in white on the ground kowtowed tremblingly, crawled into the dust, and was terrified of him.

"The Qianqiu Palace only raises ghosts. If people come, no one is allowed to come near the bedroom like the Qianqiu Palace, you know?"

The white figure kneeling on the ground kowtowed, his voice hoarse: "I know."

When the emperor came out of the dormitory, he had already become the noble and glorious emperor, who was high above and ruthlessly slaughtered. He was completely different from the man in the dormitory who approached the devil like crazy.

It seems that he is used to such a change of identity.

Receiving the response from the man in white, Zhan Yu swung his sleeves and walked away. The figure flew past the bare tree shadows and disappeared among the red walls and green tiles.

That smear of blackness disappeared in an instant.

Only the wind before going to court is still cold and chilling! !
(End of this chapter)