The rivers and lakes ask the heart but not the way

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is even more residual.

Dressed in black, he landed on the high wall of Lujiazhuang without anyone noticing, cleverly hiding his figure in the dark shadow cast by the leaves.This person was dressed in black clothes, black trousers, black shoes, black gloves and a black mask, leaving only a pair of handsome eyes - few things in this world can escape these eyes.He seemed to be growing on the wall, motionless, and even the beating of his heart was barely audible.

Today is the third time that Seventeenth Young Master has "visited" here this month.

Also the last time.

He was condescending and waited patiently, reckoning that when he counted to three, a few night watchmen would turn around from the west corner gate, and when the leader of the fat man yawned and wobbled away with a lantern in his hand, he could strut his way through. Passed the West Garden.

one...two...

three.

really.The west corner door creaked open, as if a hole had been torn open in the silent night, it sounded a bit oozing.Accompanied by a few lanterns flickering on and off, a series of rustling footsteps approached from far to near.

"Laishun, why are you dozing off while walking! Look at your eyelids, they are almost propped up with toothpicks." The fat man in the lead changed his usual looseness, and instructed the young boy behind him, "Open your eyes wide for me. Watch out for any signs of trouble! If you lose anything else, don't mention you, even I have to get out!"

"Isn't it just a letter, and it's not something precious," Lai Shun muttered softly, "It's been stored in the warehouse for hundreds of years, but I don't see any use for it."

"You know what a fart!" The fat man slapped Laishun on the back of the head, "Master's ancestors have a lot of background, who doesn't respect him a little bit in the Jianghu today? Let alone a letter, it's just a grass left by the ancestors." , is more valuable than your life gold!"

Laishun rubbed his head, grinning his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to refute anything.

Suddenly, a small commotion came from among the tall trees by the wall.

"Who!" Four or five lanterns instantly shone in the direction of the Seventeenth Young Master, and at the same time illuminated the vigilant and flustered face of the lantern bearer, "Who's there!"

Seventeen little ones.The squatting figure got a little shorter in the shadow of the tree.

Seventeenth Young Master doesn't want to kill people at this moment, but there is a rule in the church, once discovered, they cannot be kept alive.

His hand touched the snake letter nail in his sleeve.

The Snake Nail is his unique hidden weapon, the size of a fingernail, with forks on the head and smeared with poison. Those who are hit by this hidden weapon will leave two blood spots, just like the tooth marks of a poisonous snake.Today the nail is painted with Duoming Powder, if you don't give the antidote within seven steps, you will definitely die.

"Who, come out!" The night watchman boldly and cautiously moved towards the wall, and what responded to them was a dead silence in the middle of the night.This abnormal quietness made everyone's heart rise in their throats.Beads of sweat dripped from Laishun's forehead.

The flickering candle flame searched the wall inch by inch, and it was about to shine on the corner of Seventeen Young Master's clothes.

A small black shadow jumped from the tree to the top of the wall.

"Ah!" Laishun couldn't hold back and cried out in fright.Everyone was startled by his yell, and they held up lanterns and walked around, "Who...!" Even their voices were trembling.

"Meow————" the little black shadow uttered a spring-specific cry on the wall. "Aw—hmm—" The other one outside the wall began to respond to it after a few seconds.The two started one after another like this.

Normally, I heard the horrible and shrill cry︱Chunsheng, but now I heard it, but it made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"What's the name of the ghost, I'm afraid of even cats!" The fat man slapped Laishun on the back of the head again, "I was almost scared to death by you little bastard!"

While rubbing his head in pain, Laishun picked up a few stones on the ground angrily, and threw them at the cat: "You little bastard who kills a thousand knives, Fachun doesn't even look at the place!"

The little black shadow cleverly sprinted out of the wall and disappeared into the night, and the other one followed.

The night watchman left cursing.

The Seventeenth Young Master let go of his hand that was touching his sleeve.

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"You're finally here!" Miss Lu greeted the man in black who walked into her boudoir through the window with the excitement of a girl's secret tryst.

"You've been waiting for me?" Seventeenth Young Master asked.Even with his face covered, the handsomeness in the corners of his brows and eyes is enough to make a deer bump.

Miss Lu turned her head to hide her blushing cheeks, "No one else!" She didn't want to appear too eager and frivolous in front of him.

Young Master Seventeen took out a small bunch of spoon-leaf grass from his bosom, which was full of small purple flowers. "I saw this flower blooming very lively on the road, so I wanted to bring you a few." He gently placed it on her On the dressing table, "Fragrant flowers should be given to beauties."

Ms. Lu pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the spoon-leaf grass to enjoy, and gave him a shy look, "When will you take me to wander the rivers and lakes?"

The Seventeenth Young Master talked nonsense before, talking about a lot of interesting things in the world, and even said that he would take her out for fun. I think Miss Lu was very fascinated by this plan.

Seventeenth Young Master smiled: "Wait until you grow up."

"I'm already fifteen!" Miss Lu emphasized.

"That's right, that's right, she's a great beauty," Seventeenth Young Master turned to the topic, "Did you find what I asked you to look for?"

"It took me a long time to find it!" Miss Lu went under the pillow and found a piece of silk, and handed it to him.

Although he had guessed a lot from the servant's words, the Seventeenth Young Master was not completely relieved until now that he was actually holding it in his hand.He hastily unfolded it and glanced at it. The handwriting is chic and thin, and it really is the authentic handwriting of that person.He put it in his arms carefully, and bowed to the beauty beside him: "Thank you."

Those who steal the plan, outsmart it.

If he foolishly searched through the bricks and tiles of Lujiazhuang, it might take half a year.These corners, secret rooms and secret passages, even if you search them all over, you will inevitably miss something.Not to mention being discovered by others, it would be very difficult for him to escape even if he was caught in a strange gossip.

The most difficult thief to guard against is the house thief.So it would be much easier for Ms. Lu to take the initiative.

Besides, Miss Lu's family is quite pretty, of course he has to give her a slight flirt to show respect.

"This originally belonged to your family, and now it can be regarded as returning to the original owner." Miss Lu believed in the lie he fabricated.

"Yes, my father wanted to see it again before he died, and this was his long-cherished wish." The Seventeenth Young Master made a gesture of grief and cooperated with the performance.

Ms. Lu nodded, "Our family has passed down a lot of things for hundreds of years. Useful or useless, we dare not throw them away. They are just piled up there to collect dust. Even grandpa can't tell where he got everything from. here."

Now that the item is in his hands, he doesn't want to pester him anymore: "It's getting late, I should go."

"Then, can we still meet?"

The Seventeenth Young Master smiled brightly: "We will meet each other if we are destined."

"Wait!" she called to him.The Seventeenth Young Master turned around.

I saw her eyes rolling, shyly and expectantly making the last request: "I want to see your face."

She summoned up the courage to reach out.

Seventeenth Young Master was not sure whether she wanted to touch his brows or eyes, or to remove his mask.

He raised his hand to block it, gently grabbed her wrist, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear: "I'm afraid that if you look at it, it will take you a lifetime to forget."

It was obviously a refusal, but it sounded more like a love story.

Until the Seventeenth Young Master came out of Lu's Manor, Miss Lu still stood in front of the window in a daze, letting the cold spring breeze blow her hot cheeks.

Seventeenth Young Master always does what he wants, regardless of the consequences, but there is a premise: happiness is the most important thing.For a young girl like Miss Lu who is just beginning to fall in love, if Jiajia gets her hands on her, it will be difficult to get rid of her.So teasing is good, it can't be true.If you make yourself unhappy for a long time for the sake of short-term happiness in front of you, then it won't be worth it.

The Seventeenth Young Master was flying over the eaves and walls in the dead of night on the street, only the whistling wind could be heard in his ears, and the ground was pitch black. He thought over and over again the sentence in the letter——

"The rivers and lakes ask their hearts but not their directions."

The waning moon is like a hook, and the night fog covers the sky.