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Hu San'er was dumbfounded, unable to tell whether this beautiful young guest was telling the truth or just playing tricks on her.

Yue Zilin said again: "Throw away everything in the sachet, if you want to hide it from her, put it in a hook and keep it, the taste will be the same."

She left after speaking, her words were cold and impatient, it seemed that she was really just a boring point.

After the smell dissipated, she went upstairs and entered the room. Before she could open the door, Duan Changge pushed the door out. When she saw her come back, she was stunned.

Yue Zilin hit her on the shoulder with a cigarette stick, "Why are you so nervous, what are you doing behind my back?"

Duan Changge came in with her and said, "Which one are you asking about?"

"Is the smell gone?" Yuezi sniffed it, and said, "Scent candle? Did you buy it?"

"You can smell this too?" Duan Changge laughed dumbly.

"The smell of paraffin is too strong, almost covering the smell of ice flakes." Yue Zilin asked, "But something is wrong?"

She and Duan Changge were not inseparable just now, and for a while they bought their own things.

"To pay homage to an old friend." Duan Changge didn't hide anything, "Do you want to go with the Yue Zuo envoy?"

"The gates of the city are closed, where are you going to worship? I don't know if Qin Cheng can't control the fireworks, but the candles can't be burned out all night. Wouldn't it be an insult to your old friend if they were taken away?" Yue Zilin asked rhetorically. .

Duan Changge put down the paper bag containing the candles, and said, "It's because I didn't think about it."

"Master Duan's old friend passed away tonight?" She took a puff on her cigarette.

Duan Changge shook his head and said: "At that time, I was in Qingyaoguan with my father, and I only found out that she had died of illness when I came back. Because of her status, no one deliberately kept track of the date. It is said that she was dragged to a mass grave and buried. I didn't even know her bones. never found."

Yue Zilin's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she said: "Lord Duan is indeed a long-term lover."

When Duan Changge was 17 years old, he was in Qingyao Pass with Marshal Duan Sizhi, and he returned due to Marshal Duan's great victory in the Southern Expedition within a year.

But today's long song 22, I can remember it until now, it is indeed a long love.

Duan Changge shook his head and remained silent.

Yue Zilin said: "I was also picked up by the master at this time."

That year, when she was fifteen, and when she was Jiji, she was given alcohol and sent to a guest's bed.

She should endure, in order to live.

But she also knew that if she endured it, she would live a life like this until she died.

So she hid the sharpened hairpin in her sleeve, and when the wealthy businessman who could be her grandfather kissed her, she pierced his neck.

Blood spattered her face.

A man stood at the door and looked at it with a smile, and said, "Little girl has such a steady hand."

That was her master, the elder of the Demon Cult.

As her master said, her hands were indeed steady, and she didn't even tremble when she stabbed the hairpin into someone's throat.

But if it wasn't for her not shaking hands, her master who has seen all kinds of geniuses and has eyes above the top would not accept her as an apprentice.

Duan Changge said: "I originally thought Zuo Shi was the daughter of the leader of the Demon Cult."

Yue Zilin said: "I hope it's his daughter, but unfortunately, he is destined to have no children."

Yue Zilin's words have a lot of meaning, I don't know if the leader is born with a disease, or there is something else going on.

The two were speechless for a while.

If it wasn't for the sudden burst of candles, Duan Changge couldn't find anything to say, and said: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

They were like enemies in the previous life the night before, but tonight they are as stable as old friends.

Maybe because he remembered all the things before, Yue Zilin actually became quieter.

If it hadn't been for a scream, they might have slept very well.

Before midnight, Yuezi was already very familiar with him, but when he was suddenly disturbed, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

"how?"

Yue Zilin covered his ears with his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "You have to go out and look, and go out, don't turn on the lights, and close the door."

Duan Changge seemed to have Yue Zilin's approval, and put on his clothes in a rustling manner. Although his movements were gentle, it was as piercing as thunder to Yue Zilin's ears, who were all sensitive to other people's five senses.

Yue Zilin wrapped his arms around Duan Changge's waist and said, "Master Duan, don't go out."

If Duan Changge finished watching and came back again, would she still be asleep?

She said it casually, how did she know that Duan Changge really wanted to go out to see it?

The soft female body was tightly pressed against her lower back, Duan Changge was concerned about her injuries, and did not dare to move too much, so he said helplessly, "Just take a look and go back."

"You think this is in the territory of Daqi, what do you want you to do, the young minister of Dali Temple?" Yue Zilin whispered in her ear, "Go to sleep, it's not yet dawn."

Yue Zilin definitely didn't want to persuade her to sleep, she was afraid that others would disturb her rest when she was awake, so she couldn't help laughing.

"Life is short and you waste it in bed."

"It's really a waste to use it on irrelevant people." Yue Zilin hugged her and rubbed his arms, "Go to sleep, Master Duan." The voice behind her words was soft and soft. If she was awake, she definitely wouldn't So talk.

"I promise to be gentle and silent." Duan Changge discussed with her.

Yue Zilin is not willing to let go, she is cold, summer is naturally perfect, winter is more difficult than others, now with Duan Changge, the heater by her side, how is she willing to let go?Besides, opening the door will bring in a lot of cold wind, which must be uncomfortable.

Yue Zilin acted coquettishly and foolishly, like a cat who was clingy and refused to let go.

Duan Changge was about to say something when there were crying and making noise outside.

Yue Zilin opened his eyes all at once, picked up his saber and was about to go out.

"What are you doing?" Duan Changge asked.

"Kill people." Yue Zilin replied murderously.

It's a pity that she was not as fierce as when she was awake, her tone was soft, and her words were almost out of tune.

"Who can you kill like this?" Duan Changge couldn't laugh or cry, and wrapped the quilt around her, "Go to sleep, I won't leave."

"really?"

"really."

Yue Zi threw down his sword, and lay down on the bed with Duan Changge in his arms, "Sleep, don't worry about so many other things."

Yue Zi said the same thing when he woke up, and Duan Changge laughed.

"Be careful," Yue Zilin said softly, leaning against her ear, "It's hot."

Duan Changge took away the hand she had clasped around his waist, traced the outline of Yue Zilin with moonlight eyes, and said, "Are you here to burn it?"

"What if I have a fever?" She murmured, not knowing if she was awake or asleep.

"If the left envoy burns, a certain person will naturally add firewood to the urn."

"Okay," Yue Zilin said, "You said it."

Duan Changge didn't see any emotion on her face, it seemed that it was just an unconscious dialogue.