rich little concubine

Just as Ji Ziyang groped into the room lightly, he immediately sensed something was wrong, and wished he could slap himself.

There is a faint smell of medicine in this room, it's not like no one lives there, it's just that people live there for a long time.

How can there be a house where there are no people, and there is a smell of medicine.

Ji Ziyang stepped lightly, and with his understanding of the layout of the ancient house, he turned around and threw himself on the bed. With a lift of the curtain, he turned onto the bed and pressed it on someone. He touched the other party's throat, and lowered his voice to warn: "Don't make a sound, or I will kill you."

A series of actions are done in one go, which can be called perfect, without any muddling.

According to his judgment, the smell of medicine in this room has been lingering for a long time, it must be that the owner of the house is dying, how could he be afraid of a sick person.

There was no light in the room at all, even if the full moon was hanging high outside, there was not a ray of light coming in.

In the pitch-black room, he couldn't see his fingers, so he didn't know what the person lying there looked like, whether he was old or young, handsome or ugly.

This person was very cooperative, and he didn't make any sound. If he couldn't feel the heartbeat of the opponent's chest with his hand, he almost thought that the lying person was a dead person.

The footsteps of a group of guards sounded outside the yard.

Ji Ziyang pushed the dagger forward a little, the warning was obvious.

The gate of the courtyard was opened with a squeak, and suddenly a guard yelled. Hearing the voice, it was the leader just now, and said angrily: "What are you doing here! Hurry up and chase! What are you dawdling about!"

One of them said gruffly, "Guardian of the mausoleum, we want to go in and search."

The eyes of the guard who was called to the mausoleum glared, and the few people who were frightened did not dare to look up. He pointed to the east: "Everyone is running over there, you are still searching here, don't hurry up!"

"Yes yes yes." The other guards immediately turned around and headed towards the east of the courtyard, and the footsteps of the group gradually drifted away.

Xuehe was standing outside the main courtyard of the palace. The previous mausoleum guard looked hurried and ran over to whisper a few words in Xuehe's ear. He completely lost the might he had in front of his subordinates before, and asked in a panic: "Master Xue, That little thief entered that yard, this..."

Xue He frowned, and some cracks appeared on his usually serious and majestic face, and said: "You and I will be punished."

"Then what do you think... what should happen now?" The guard of the mausoleum was terrified. For the first time since he became a guard of the palace, his heart was beating violently.

Xuehe pondered for a moment, then ordered: "You take other guards, except for that courtyard, search all other courtyards."

The guards of the mausoleum took orders to go, which meant that a routine search was enough. As for whether to arrest people or not, they could only wait and see what happened.

On the other side, Ji Ziyang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the footsteps fading away.

And the person who was riding on him in a very unsightly posture did not move at all, let alone uttered a word, so he asked curiously: "Hey, you are not dead, are you?"

After a moment of silence, the man slowly opened his mouth, his voice was low, with the magnetism of a mature man, and he said lightly: "No."

The two sons hit Ji Ziyang's heart, and he couldn't help trembling. With such a good voice, he could be a singer in modern times.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Ji Ziyang put away the dagger. He didn't want to hurt people for no reason, so he wanted to run away immediately while the guards were away, fearing that the guards would kill them.

But just as he remembered, his body suddenly went limp, and he fell down heavily, hitting the chest of the person under him, his whole body was weak and limp.

"what happened???"

The man said slowly: "There is a mist in this room."

"What??!" Ji Ziyang was shocked: "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"You said that if I speak out, you will kill me." In the darkness, there was a slight smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

Ji Ziyang was choked and had nothing to say.