Things started more than two months ago.
One night, there was only a crescent moon in the sky, which looked like a woman's Emei. The moonlight was even more hazy, like gauze, and the starlight also dimmed.
A black figure wearing night clothes climbed over from the wall outside the Zhao family's courtyard. He landed gently on the ground, then immediately squatted down and looked around furtively several times.
After confirming that there were no dogs in the courtyard, he walked into the corridor in the courtyard with confidence.
"Where is the inner chamber?"
The man in black looked around to determine where the master's room was.
Suddenly I heard footsteps.
With a little leap, he used the pillars on both sides of the corridor to climb to the beam, quietly spying on what was going on below.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally with the light of the lanterns in their hands, it was clear that they were a group of maids walking in the other direction, talking and laughing.
"Why don't you follow them? You should be able to find the master's room. Then I'll just grab two things."
The man in black made up his mind and waited until the group of maids were far away, then quietly got down from the beam, then hunched over and chased in the direction where the maids were going.
In fact, it is not difficult to see that the man in black is obviously a novice. He must have never done such a thing before, so he is in such a hurry.
Real snitches are experienced. They can tell where the front yard is, which is the back yard, which is the servant's room, and which is the master's inner house just by looking at it from the rooftop.
After walking for who knows how long, I saw the group of maids in front of me turning around and entering a small courtyard.
The man in black stood at the door of the courtyard and looked inside. He saw an exquisite and gorgeous embroidery building standing in a corner of the courtyard.
Such a gorgeous place must be where the owner lives. There is no way those maids just lived in such an exquisite place.
He opened the door gently, then ducked in.
But I didn't dare to go upstairs rashly. After all, looking at the bright lights inside the embroidery building, there should be a lot of people there. He is not a fool. Once he goes in with so many people, if he is discovered and starts shouting, he will be embarrassed.
Waiting and waiting, I don’t know how long it will take.
The lights in the embroidery building were all turned off, and the man in black quietly climbed up to the second floor of the embroidery building from the outside. He didn't know which room contained the treasure, so he could only choose one at random and pry open the window. Got in.
Boom!
The footsteps landed a little harder, and he was so frightened that he didn't move.
"Who is it? Is it Xiaoqing?"
A woman's voice came from the bed, and then a hand stretched out from under the light curtain on the bed, and then lifted a corner.
The woman inside was only wearing a close-fitting, light jacket. She simply tied her hair up, and there was no trace of pink on her face, yet she looked innocent and cute.
The man in black didn't know what to do. He could only gently pull out the single knife from behind. If something happened, scare the person first and don't let her scream.
"Xiao Qing?"
As soon as the woman lifted the curtain, a pair of small and exquisite jade feet stretched out first, and she felt under the bed to hook up her embroidered shoes.
warehouse--
No matter how soft it was, the sound of the knife being unsheathed was particularly noticeable in the quiet boudoir.
The woman stopped to look for the embroidered shoes. Her smart eyes looked around. With only a little bit of moonlight remaining outside the window, she vaguely saw a dark figure squatting under the window.
She moved her body back, retracted her legs back to the bed, and then lowered her voice and asked:
"What...do you do?"
Women are also considered very courageous people. If an average person finds that someone they don't know appears in their room, they will panic even if they don't yell.
The man in black had his knife halfway out, and he could clearly hear the sound of the knife being unsheathed, so he could only stop.
Then he heard a woman's voice talking to him.
Should you answer or not answer?
Before he could speak, he heard clear footsteps, and then saw an orange-red light appear at the top of the stairs.
"Miss, are you calling me?"
Xiaoqing, who was wearing a coat, came up from downstairs holding an oil lamp.
The man in black was a little panicked for a moment. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to jump out of the window, but he was afraid that the sound would be too loud and others would hear him.
"Xiaoqing, I'm fine..."
The woman could only respond loudly, then stretched out a hand to wave at the bewildered man in black who was still squatting by the window, and pointed hard under the bed.
The man in black understood immediately. He quickly put the sword back into its sheath and quickly hid under the show bed.
The orange lights illuminated the entire embroidery building. Xiaoqing placed the oil lamp on the corner of the table and walked to the show bed.
"Miss, are you okay? Why did I hear other voices..."
The curtain was lifted, and the little girl of the Zhao family was lying on her side on the bed. She fanned herself gently with her jade hand, and then said:
"It's okay, it's just that it's too hot today, I might be talking in my sleep..."
Xiaoqing hung the curtains on the golden hooks on both sides of the bed. She looked at her young lady's eyes, which were bright and alert, and she didn't look sleepy at all.
"Then let me help the lady open the window..."
Xiaoqing walked over and opened the window. The night breeze blew in, bringing a somewhat cool feeling.
"Well, it does feel much more comfortable... Xiaoqing, go to bed, I'm going to sleep too."
The little girl from the Zhao family sat up from the bed and suddenly saw a corner of black clothes peeking out from under her bed. She was afraid that Xiao Qing would find out, so she could only think of a way to send Xiao Qing away.
"No, miss. Although the night breeze is cool at night, if it blows too much, you can easily get sick..."
Xiaoqing placed the oil lamp away from the window, fearing that the night wind would blow out the light.
She looked back at her young lady and said with a smile:
"Miss, please go to sleep. When you are asleep, I will close the window before leaving."
"Well……"
Miss Zhao was speechless for a moment. She sat on the edge of the bed and hung her feet down.
"Then Xiaoqing, help me get some...get some pastries. I'm a little hungry."
"Okay, there's your favorite cherry cake downstairs, miss. I'll get it."
Xiaoqing smiled and agreed, then turned and went downstairs.
The little girl from the Zhao family quickly kicked the bottom of the bed with her jade feet and lowered her voice and said:
"Your clothes are leaking! Hide inside..."
The man in black clothes under the bed saw a pair of crystal jade feet dangling in front of him just a short distance away. He felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart, swallowed a gulp of saliva and shrank his body inward.
Xiaoqing came back soon, holding a plate of pink pastries in her hand.
"Miss, come and eat."
"OK."
The little girl from the Zhao family got out of bed, but when she lowered her head, she didn't see her embroidered shoes.
In retrospect, it was very possible that when the man in black hid under the bed, he also knocked his embroidered shoes under the bed.
"Where are my embroidered shoes? Did I just kick them off the bed..."
She deliberately raised her voice so that the people under the bed could hear her.
"Then let me help the lady take it out."
Xiao Qing said and walked over.
"No, no, no, I, I, I...I've hooked it, I've found it."
As Miss Zhao spoke, she stretched her feet under the bed and swayed them.
Gudong.
The man in black saw his toes curled up and his jade feet arched, dangling in front of his eyes.
He heard the voice of the Zhao family's little sister, so he hurriedly fumbled around, and finally touched an embroidered shoe with a white sole decorated with flowers behind him.
He wanted to put the embroidered shoes on the little girl's feet, but couldn't put them on because of the latter's swaying. He was so anxious that he could only stretch out one hand to grab the feet, and quickly used the other hand to pull out the embroidered shoes. Put on the embroidered shoes.
babble!
The little girl from the Zhao family blushed and screamed, attracting the attention of her maid Xiaoqing. She quickly smiled and stretched out her jade foot, with an embroidered shoe hooked on her toe.
"I thought it was a mouse, it scared me."
"Miss, don't scare yourself, we clean here every day, where could there be mice?"
Xiao Qing picked up the teapot, tilted it slightly and poured a cup for his young lady.
"Yeah, how could there be a mouse?"
The little girl from the Zhao family blushed with embarrassment, stretched out her other foot that was hooked on the embroidered shoe, and then stretched out her hand to lift the embroidered shoe for herself.
I walked to the table, ate a few pastries and drank a cup of herbal tea.
Although it is called tea, it is actually made by picking hundreds of flower petals, salted in sugar, dried in the sun, brewed with hot water, and allowed to cool before drinking. It has the fragrance of flowers and a hint of sweetness.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep..."
Miss Zhao lay back on the bed, and maid Xiaoqing packed up everything, closed the window, and went downstairs with an oil lamp.
She was lying on the bed. Even though the weather was very hot, she blushed and huddled under the thin quilt without even exposing her little face.
The moment I was touched, it was as if something strange had been released from the cage, and then plopped against my heart.
"are you still there?"
Covered with a quilt, the sound he made was muffled.
"Still...here."
The man in black didn't know what to do. He felt his heartbeat speeding up, his throat going dry, and his head buzzing.
"What...are you here for?"
The woman propped up a small gap under the thin quilt, her bright eyes looked out, and her voice was shy with more curiosity.
"Uh...rob from the rich and give to the poor..."
The man in black blinked his eyes and said with some embarrassment. Fortunately, he was under the bed now, and it would only be more embarrassing if he wasn't being watched.
"Hahahahahaha..."
A laughter like silver bells came from the bed. The woman covered her mouth and her eyes turned into two crescent moons.
"Our Zhao family is indeed a wealthy businessman, but we have never done anything unkind for the sake of wealth. My parents are both philanthropic people. If you need money, you can borrow it generously..."
The woman got her head out from under the quilt. She pointed to her dressing table and said:
"I still have some jewelry there. You can pick a few and take them away. If my mother asks you later, I will tell you that I don't know where I lost them..."
"okay."
The man in the dark crawled out from under the bed. He walked to the dressing table and was about to get it when he heard the Zhao family's little girl continue to say:
"Look at it and take it. There are a few that are too precious. Don't touch them. I can't account for those that are lost..."
"oh……"
The man in black didn't understand either, so he could only pick up a few at random, put them in his arms, then opened the window and climbed out.
"Hey...what's your name?"
The little girl from the Zhao family quickly jumped off the show bed and ran to the window with bare feet and asked.
"Li Yan."
An answering voice came from outside the window.
"Li...yan."
The little girl from the Zhao family slowly walked to her bedside, muttering the name she just heard.
She looked at the embroidered shoes beside the bed, blushed and kicked the embroidered shoes under the bed. She threw herself on the thin quilt and covered her face.
"Li...yan..."
…
On the roof of the embroidered building, Li Yan, dressed in black, was lying on the blue tiles.
He took out the few things he had just received from his arms, including two gold hairpins, a jade hairpin, and a carved peach wood comb.
There were a few strands of the woman's hair tangled on the comb.
He plucked the woman's hair from the comb and sniffed it gently.
Through the hazy halo in the sky, the man had already drunk three-thirds of his alcohol even though he had not drank any alcohol. He wrapped the strand of hair in a handkerchief and stuffed it back into his arms.
He looked up at the moonlight, didn't know what he thought of, and slowly laughed.
The moonlight shines down.
Two people are destined to have no sleep tonight.
