Chapter 476

Qingcheng sneaked into the backyard of Jane's family first. She thought that the backyard of Jian's family should be the same as Jun's and Mu's, with flowers, trees and useless things, but it was not the case.

There are many rooms in the backyard of Jane's house, and they are all bedrooms, with a few candles flickering.

It looks like it should be where the servants live, Qingcheng walked out of the backyard cautiously.

Seeing the houses behind her go away, Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked along the lonely path, but found that there were mostly houses along the way, and there were very few other things.

Could it be that there are only so many people in Jane's family?
The stars are few and far between, and the sky is like a curtain.

Qingcheng walked forward cautiously. The main purpose of her visit this time was to inquire about the terrain and layout of Jane's house.

Who lives where, and where is what is kept, must be remembered one by one.

As for the Qiankun Mirror, she didn't expect to get it this time, it was not a matter of a day or two.

In the deep and lonely night, there was a whistling sound, sobbing and mourning, but lingering and graceful.

A song actually contains a thousand thoughts, extremely sad.

Qingcheng was attracted by Xiao Sheng, and her footsteps unconsciously followed Xiao Sheng's direction.

The closer she was to Xiao Sheng, the more it seemed that the skill of the person blowing Xiao was extraordinary.

All the emotions are melted into the Xiao sound, the sound of the flute gradually stops, and the rest of the sound curls up, endlessly.

Qingcheng had also walked to a window, the carved and hollowed-out window was opened, and candles were everywhere inside, illuminating the land outside the window.

The person inside was facing the window, his face was too fair, showing a bit of sickness.

Qingcheng looked at the man's pale face, overly red lips, and thin body, making people feel that he would not live long.

He also found Qingcheng, and looked at Qingcheng expressionlessly with a pair of dark eyes.

Qingcheng looked at the Xiao in his hand, the texture was good, it must not be ordinary.

Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other silently.

The man was not at all curious about why Qingcheng came here, and why he visited late at night, with a dull expression and no desire or desire.

He should be from Jane's family, but he is indifferent to her as an infiltrator. Is this person blind?

Qingcheng looked into his eyes and sized him up without hesitation.

"Your Xiao blows very well, what is this?" Qingcheng stared at the Xiao in his hand, and asked naturally.

She doesn't like to be in contact with other people, but this person has a different feeling at first glance, and she really wants to make friends.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you!" The man finally spoke, with a weak voice.

He handed out the Xiao, a pair of slender arms stretched out of the window, but the hands were beautiful.

Qingcheng stretched out her hand, but instead of taking his Xiao, she ran directly towards his wrist.

She felt for his pulse, but the tentacles were cold.

That person didn't expect Qingcheng to be so bold that he even touched his wrist. He really had never seen such behavior.

After Qingcheng touched his wrist for a while, the man withdrew his hand in astonishment.

"I don't know how to show off, so I don't want this thing." Qingcheng left after speaking, and her figure disappeared in front of the window in an instant.

The man clenched Xiao in his hand, and his eyes fell on his wrist.

There is nothing to gain from visiting Jian's house at night in Qingcheng, except to remember the residences of some important people in Jian's family.

I don't know anything else, I ran into a sick and beautiful boy late at night, but it was useless.

(End of this chapter)

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