Just when Gu Tingfang thought Yin Luzhu would make sarcastic remarks again, he saw her looking at him, and her red lips firmly said two words: "Husband."
Gu Tingfang's pupils shrank suddenly, and for a moment, there was deathly silence in the huge room.
He stared at Yin Luzhu blankly, as if he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat, coming one after another, like the sound of a drum.
In front of Yin Luzhu, she is in her prime, leaning forward in red clothes. Her intoxicating grace does not require light clothing, it is just natural, but it seems to surpass all the light makeup in the world. .
Yin Luzhu looked at him silently, at his gradually blushing face, and at his gradually shifting gaze.
Her red lips curled up slightly, without any hint of warmth, and even felt a bit chilly.
Ever since her father entrusted her to Shen Nanxiao, but could not escape the word death, she understood that this feeling was the biggest shackles in life.
As long as a person is emotionally tied up, he will always go unfavorably and drag his feet.
Therefore, once again, for her, feelings are just the icing on the cake, a tool to move towards power.
"Ahem!" Gu Tingfang coughed lightly and tightened his cloak, "Go to sleep and start your journey again tomorrow morning."
Yin Luzhu obeyed and lay down on the bed. She looked at the top of the tent in trance.
"I'm afraid tonight will be a sleepless night."
"It doesn't matter, just sleep on your own."
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu's long eyelashes trembled slightly and silently closed his eyes.
She was indeed exhausted from the long journey all the way. Since arriving in Liangzhou, she has not been able to have a good rest for a day.
…
The dim moonlight shines through the ancient window lattice and onto the quiet corridor of the inn, reflecting the desolation.
The innkeeper's eyes flashed with a heart-stopping light, and he gently pushed open the closed door with his hands.
The people who came tonight were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and their gestures were full of nobility, especially the man wearing a big cloak. That big cloak alone was worth tens of thousands of gold.
Tonight, I really made a profit!
There was silence in the room, with only the faint candlelight flickering in the night.
The innkeeper and others entered quietly, and the sound of breathing seemed particularly clear.
Seeing his gentle way, the waiter said: "Don't worry, boss, I added sweat medicine to the hot tea for them. They won't wake up until dawn."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of the inn's mouth, he raised his hand, nodded to his men, and motioned for them to take action.
The two of them stood beside the bed, raising the weapons in their hands, ready to kill.
At this moment, someone suddenly pressed hard on their mouth and nose, and quickly cut their throats before they had a chance to react.
The waiter and owner's pupils shrank suddenly.
In an instant, the house was brightly lit.
Gu Tingfang, wearing a big cloak, walked in slowly, followed by Shi Yue.
Looking at the two people kneeling on the ground sweating profusely, Gu Tingfang raised the corners of her lips cruelly. This smile, with boundless sinisterness, made people fearful for no reason.
"Please, please give me a way to survive!"
"Things that don't know whether to live or die."
Gu Tingfang just said something coldly, turned around and walked out of the house. When he reached the door, he paused slightly and said in a deep voice: "Move gently, don't disturb Yin Luzhu."
Shi Yue's mouth twitched, but he drew out the sword without hesitation.
There was a flash of cold light, and two rolling heads appeared on the ground.
