Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan curled the corners of his lips politely, lowered his eyes, sneered, and said nothing.

"I have some exclusive news. Since you paid me several times the money for tea, I will tell you. Please listen carefully."

He still sat upright on the stool, but the waiter came over and said, "The musician lives in the last room on the southwest side of the third floor."

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The sunlight shines through the window, casting mottled shadows like star-shaped circles, shining on the side of his face, giving him a sense of gentleness and dignity.

No matter what others said to him, he would not respond and remained silent. His eyes looked at people indifferently and distantly.

The waiter felt that it was boring, so he turned around and left muttering to himself.

Xiao Jingxuan stroked the uneven water cup with his fingertips, frowned slightly and murmured, "The zither player of Zuiyu Tower?"

The night was dark, the moon was like a hook, and there was silence all around.

There was not a single thread of cloud on the dark sky, only soft, fluffy, and light as silk, dotted with stars.

The bright and pale moon cast its pure light, illuminating the river. The surroundings were so quiet that it was somewhat eerie.

"Who is there?" The leading soldier who was patrolling the streets at night suddenly raised his lantern and shouted cautiously.

Xiao Jingxuan, wearing a nightgown, held the window sill with one hand, hid himself in the darkness, and pressed his body tightly against the wall.

The soldiers behind asked angrily: "Hey! What's wrong with the people in front? What are they yelling about?"

Even though the soldiers stopped and stood still, pricked up their ears and listened carefully, they still couldn't hear any sound.

He shook his head and said, "Nothing. Maybe I heard it wrong, or maybe Auntie Tian's cat ran out again."

The person behind him complained quietly, "Our deputy captain is really something. He's always suspicious during the night patrols lately."

"We can't blame the deputy captain entirely. Ever since Prince Han Yunda insisted on marrying that zither player who never even showed her face, how many days have we slept peacefully?"

"Yes, I walk around the two streets in front and behind the Zuiyu Building day and night. I can walk there with my eyes closed!"

Everything should be done in moderation. When the leading soldier heard this, he deliberately frowned, turned his head and shouted in a low voice:

"Don't discuss the affairs of the court. We just need to do our job well. It's best not to talk about unnecessary gossip."

Everyone lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

Xiao Jingxuan leaned against the wall to stabilize himself. With the comments of the patrol soldiers below, he was almost certain of his thoughts.

The reason why Zuiyulou was able to quickly gain a foothold in the vast southern Xinjiang, which was hostile to the people of the Central Plains, was inseparable from the preference and protection of Prince Han Yunda.

However, the one who was hanging in Zuiyulou was Hanyundadi, the Central Plains zither player that everyone had heard of but no one had ever seen in person.

The two are getting married soon. If the musician is kidnapped at this critical moment, perhaps the person behind the scenes can be revealed.

Maybe it can buy Junior Master Uncle a chance of survival.

Slowly regaining consciousness, Xiao Jingxuan turned over with one arm, tapped his toes lightly on the outstretched window sill, took two steps in the air, and landed steadily on the roof of the restaurant.

Under the faint waning moon, the clothes fluttered.

His eyes swept through the windows where the candlelight was dim, "The wing to the southwest."

Almost all the rooms in the southwest direction were unlit, with only the last room lit by candlelight.

In the pitch-black night that seemed like an abyss that could swallow people, shadows were flickering.

"This is the one." Xiao Jingxuan raised his eyelids slightly, with an obscure light flashing in his eyes.

The closer he got to the room lit by red candlelight, the stronger his heart beat, uncontrollably.

Xiao Jingxuan pressed his left chest, frowning, wondering, "Strange, why is it like this all of a sudden?"

Before he could hesitate, a tall figure appeared at the window of the room, and seemed to be preparing to close the window.

Xiao Jingxuan quickly walked along the wall, but ultimately he failed to get into the house before the other party closed the window.

He grabbed the wall with his fingers, until his fingertips were bleeding, and he managed to steady his rapidly falling body.

"Fuck!" He cursed softly, lowered his eyebrows to look at his feet, and then looked at the window that was close at hand.

The musician did not notice anything unusual, and soon the sound of dripping water could be heard from the side room.

"What is he doing?" Xiao Jingxuan leaned his hands on the window sill and peeked inside through the blurry window paper.

"You're not going to get up in the middle of the night just to take a shower, are you?"

This was indeed the case. From the inner room behind the screen came the sound of a wooden ladle colliding with the bathtub, as well as the sound of water being wrung out in a towel.

Xiao Jingxuan had no time to care about anything else. He raised his hand, flicked his sleeves, opened the window, leaned forward, jumped, and entered the house.

He faced the wall, unconsciously clenched his sleeves in his hands and slowly tightened them without turning around.

He stood there like this in a daze, until the sound of water behind the screen stopped and then he raised his thin eyelids when he heard rustling sounds.

The monks had extremely sensitive hearing. The tips of his ears moved slightly, and the sound of wet bare feet stepping on the ground came clearly into his ears.

Feeling the other party's footsteps suddenly pause, Xiao Jingxuan took a deep breath to relieve the tension and panic in his heart.

After all, this was the first time for him to do such a shameless thing as breaking into a house and robbing someone, even if he was the most unserious person.

Xiao Jingxuan slowly closed his eyes, suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the other person's neck mercilessly and accurately.

However, the temperature of the latter's skin was so hot that his breathing stopped and became heavier and heavier, and his heartbeat became completely disordered.

Strangely, the musician neither screamed nor struggled, and just let him strangle his life.

Could he be a mute?

He said thoughtfully, "I had no choice but to kidnap you today. After I have accomplished what I want to do, I will apologize to you in person."

"I don't want to be rough with you. If you want to go with me more easily, just nod or hum softly."

Xiao Jingxuan kept his eyes closed from beginning to end, repeating in his heart: "Don't look at what is inappropriate, don't look at what is inappropriate."

However, the two of them remained in this stalemate and waited for a long time, but they did not feel any movement from the person being strangled.

Xiao Jingxuan frowned slowly, and when he was about to open his eyes, the zither player suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly.