Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 335 [In the future, let it accompany you]

When he came out of Chu Hui's study again, it was already evening, and the stars in the sky were already hanging in the night sky. The moon was bright and clear, and the cold wind was bitter, and it hurt people's faces.

Chen Lingling's eyes were slightly cold, and the knuckles of her hands were clearly visible when she was playing with jade, obviously she was using too much force.

All the way to the front hall unimpeded, Chu Hui looked at her coldly, startled, like a guilty conscience.

The corners of Chen Lingling's eyes were slightly curved, and she smiled softly, "What's wrong with father? Is my daughter so afraid of people?"

"No...not." Chu Hui forced a smile, "My daughter doesn't say a word when she comes out. It's normal for my father to not react for a while. Come and eat."

"No need, my daughter has to go back to the mansion. The fifth younger sister is probably already waiting for her to go back in the mansion. Father and aunt should take it easy."

Chu Lingling glanced at Chu Hui and Liang Xiang'er, said nothing, but left the Hou's Mansion in a cool manner with the medical book on Love Gu and Lost Mind Sans between them.

"Master, what if she finds out about this?" Liang Xiang'er asked from the side.

Chu Hui glared at her, "Why did you let her know? Wouldn't it be just right that she died."

However, Chen Lingling, who was standing behind the gate of the Hou's Mansion, smiled coldly, and glanced at the guard of the Hou's Mansion who was knocked unconscious by her. She shook the jade in her hand, flew up and disappeared into the moonlight.

That night, it was reported in the capital that the Hou Mansion was set on fire in the middle of the night. The person who set the fire could not be caught, Marquis Chu was burned, and the face of the wife of the Hou Mansion was disfigured, but luckily no one was killed.

The fire was burning very vigorously, and the flames were dazzling, illuminating the woman standing on the pavilion not far from the Hou's mansion. Her white hair was very brightly reflected by the flames, and her coquettish smile looked particularly pervasive in the middle of the night.

Hearing the cries for help from the people in Hou's mansion, and the wailing and screaming of Chu Hui and Liang Xiang'er, the smile on the white-haired woman's mouth gradually widened.

This matter was reported to the palace early in the morning.

"Is he dead?" The man leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Ganbei bent down and lowered his head, "No, it's just that his leg was burned. It's strange to say that it's so cold and windy, how could there be such a big fire."

The man who closed his eyes and rested his mind slowly opened his deep eyes, and smiled deeply, "Go prepare some supplements and send them to the Hou's mansion. Since he has been injured, let him rest in the mansion for a while."

Ganbei was slightly stunned, but quickly nodded in response, "Master, do we still need to send someone to investigate this matter?"

The man's eagle eyes swept over dangerously, "Are you free and all right?"

Ganbei immediately understood, "The subordinate understands."

"How long until New Year's Eve?" He rested his forehead with one hand, the corners of his mouth were a little dry, and he seemed to have no energy.

"There are still seven days left. All the matters in the palace have been prepared, and Princess Qi doesn't know yet."

The dozing man opened his eyes and stood up, Qian Bei hurriedly stepped forward and put a cape on him.

"Do everything that needs to be done." He left a sentence, and the whole person disappeared in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

On the Xuanwu Gate, the man's cloak was flapping by the cold wind, and he was facing the snowman piled there.

His eyebrows are drawn into his temples, his eagle eyes are slightly curved, his high nose bridge makes his facial features extra three-dimensional, his thin lips are drawn into a line, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and there is a faint smile between his eyebrows and eyes, soft and warm like a spring breeze. meaning.

Snowflakes fluttered down on his shoulders. Looking from afar, there was a tall and majestic figure standing in the vast expanse of whiteness, facing the lifeless snowman in front of him, motionless.

"In the future, let it accompany you." There was a bit of reluctance in the man's hoarse voice.

This helpless sigh fell, and the snow in the sky miraculously stopped, as if he was saying goodbye to him again, and disappeared quietly.

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(End of this chapter)