Transmigrate to be Queen

When Ning Xiaoman's yard was completely quiet, no one found a figure sneaking into her yard. The dark figure was not too tall. First, he blew in some smoke in the crack of the corner door. The woman guarding the night at the corner door couldn't help yawning and rubbed her eyes hard.

The old lady is also a very careful person. She knows that she can't sleep during the night watch and wants to stay awake. Her eyelids are very heavy. She fought with her eyelids for a long time, but she can't support it at last. The upper and lower eyelids finally close together, and she also falls asleep.

The people outside the door were very patient. They waited quietly outside for a long time. When the mother-in-law had heard a slight snore, the sound of pulling the door bolt came from the corner door. He mastered his time very well. When the number of people was at least at night, but when the mother-in-law just inserted the door and didn't lock it, if he locked it, his previous efforts would be wasted.

When the door bolt was pulled open, the corner door was gently pushed open. I was afraid it would disturb others. The speed of door opening and closing was quite slow. In such a quiet night, there was no sound, and the shadow ran directly to Ning Xiaoman's main room.

When he got outside the main room, he still used his old skills and blew some smoke in. The wooden bell sleeping on the imperial concubine's couch outside was soon brought into deep sleep by the smoke. The figure pushed the door and came in and tiptoed gently, because it was originally soft soled cloth shoes. Even if he didn't tiptoe, it was difficult to make a sound.

He went to the imperial concubine's bed and looked at the sleeping wooden bell. The wooden bell had no response to the outsider. A trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes covering his face. He looked inside again. Then he turned his head and ran straight to the inside. It seems that if he didn't worry about being heard by the inside, he would clean up the wooden bell now.

The door inside was tightly closed. He searched the sky and couldn't find a crack in the door where smoke could be blown in. As a last resort, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open a little, but the slight push made a little noise, indeed a little. If it was in the daytime, it would not be found, but now it was night.

Ning Xiaoman heard the voice in bed. Although the voice was very small, even negligible, her six senses were very sharp. In addition, she practiced martial arts Fu's Kung Fu. Naturally, she wouldn't miss a voice. However, she didn't care. She thought it was Qingkou to see her.

Qingkou spent a day with Xiaoman today. Xiaoman was a little worried about whether the master had worked too hard a few days ago, so he would honestly lie in the quilt so that the master could rest assured early. Unexpectedly, the master took a break and came to see himself. Xiaoman was very moved.

Master is always like this. He cares about himself silently. He never talks, but he can express it with action. Ning Xiaoman adjusts his breathing, which makes people sound like he is sleeping soundly. She thinks master feels he is sleeping soundly, so she should go back safely.

The dark shadow outside the house was startled when the door made a sound. He didn't dare to move for a long time. Fortunately, the house was still quiet and no sound came out, which showed that no one heard the sound. He put his ears close to the door and listened carefully to the uniform breathing sound in the house. The people inside slept very soundly.

He really wanted to push the door in at once. Anyway, the people inside were asleep, but he hesitated. He took out the thin bamboo tube, put some powder in it, and then blew it inside. It's better to be safe. He can't fall short in the end.

Ning Xiaoman was relieved when she heard that there was no sound outside and thought that the master had left. But it was because she took another deep breath that she clearly realized that there was a smell in the air that didn't belong to her room. She sucked her nose again and didn't feel anything. There was a sense of sleepiness coming up.

The sleepiness was so fierce that Ning Xiaoman was unprepared. She almost closed her eyes and went to sleep directly. Just when her spirit was about to be completely relaxed, she was nervous. It was abnormal. It was too abnormal.

Ning Xiaoman immediately bit the tip of her tongue to wake herself up. According to the state that she had just listened attentively to the master's voice, it was absolutely impossible to sleep so suddenly. There must be something unexpected. She shrugged her nose again. This time she heard it. It was smoke.

But at this time, Ning Xiaoman had inhaled too much smoke. Fortunately, she woke up in time, but she was tired. She didn't fall asleep because she was supported by a spiritual force. She stretched out her hand in the quilt and suddenly pinched the inner side of her thigh. The pain there was the most acute. She wanted to wake up immediately.

The sudden pain really cleared her eyes. When she held her breath and wanted to block her mouth and nose, a cold light flashed from the corner of her eyes. Ning Xiaoman turned over into the bed with all her strength, and a dagger was directly inserted into the position she had just lying down.