The whole life of rebirth

"Master!" It seems that there is no time for Zhao's mansion to be peaceful and quiet. Even though the sky is cloudless and the moon is shining brightly, Zhao Hongkun's study is still like a place of ghosts.

The housekeeper raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no sound inside, so he dared not make a move.He didn't continue until he heard the sound of porcelain cups colliding.

"The news from the palace, the eldest lady has been removed from her concubine position and thrown into the cold palace." He thought it would be safer to stand outside the door, but it was not the case, there must be a strange wind blowing here.

Zhao Hongkun sat behind the desk with his legs up on the desk and a jade bowl in his hand.In the white and transparent jade bowl, the bright red liquid sloshed back and forth.

"Where's the child?" The jade bowl touched her lips, and the red color swayed as it tilted.A bit fishy, ​​salty and slightly bitter taste overflowed from that bowl.

The butler's back was even more bent. It's not that he didn't know what was in the bowl.And it is knowing that makes you more afraid. "Gone."

"Get lost!" As soon as Zhao Hongkun raised his hand, the bowl of bright red liquid was finished.Then there was a sound of fragments splashing, and the jade bowl that was held in his hand just now became fragments in an instant.

When the butler turned around, he caught sight of Zhao Hongkun reaching out to grab a bottle from the desk.It has the same texture as the jade bowl, and the bright red inside is also so consistent.

"Stop!" No matter how fast the butler walked, he was still called.Zhao Hongkun held the bottle on the desk, raised his head, and drank all the bowls of liquid in it.

When he put down the bottle, the corner of his mouth was stained red with blood.The eagle and the wolf look at each other, bloody. "Go and tell that bastard what Bo Xuanzhao did, and let him suffer well tomorrow."

"Obey!" The housekeeper's eyes showed unbearable, but he could only walk in that direction.

After passing through half of the back garden, we arrived in front of a courtyard.The gatekeeper at the gate of the yard is an old man with a beard and his back arched like a shrimp.

"Uncle He, don't come here without any problems." The two of them were about the same height, but the housekeeper stood up straight but was a head taller than Uncle He, bowing his head to greet Uncle He.

Uncle He nodded to the housekeeper. This made him look even lower, and the housekeeper stretched out his hand to help him. "Is the young master in there?"

These words made Uncle He's body visibly stiff.Taking a big step back, avoiding the butler's hand, Uncle He almost leaned against the courtyard door, "Please come inside."

Carved railings and painted buildings, built with gold and jade.It is no exaggeration to use these to describe Zhao Tilin's courtyard.But the more the butler walked inside, the more creepy he felt. After all, it wasn't the first time he came here.

This should be the most luxurious courtyard in the Zhao Mansion, even the stone slabs under the feet are made of high-quality mountain jade.The door handles are all gold-plated.

This is a configuration that even Zhao Hongkun's yard can't match.

The housekeeper didn't report this time, and pushed the door open a crack.The dark and humid environment inside the door is simply two worlds outside the door, and it has nothing to do with it.

"Young Master." The housekeeper didn't even step into the room. In the soft soil inside the door, there were crawling centipedes and some bugs that couldn't be named at all.

A black shadow squirmed in the corner. Although the courtyard was brightly illuminated by the moonlight, the butler was scared and took half a step back.

"The master asked the servants to inform the young master." The butler could hear the sound of iron chains rubbing against the wall, "What Bo Xuanzhao did, I will let the young master take care of it tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

The moment he turned his head, he saw Uncle He at the gate of the courtyard, looking at him with extremely fierce eyes.Looking over again, I found that Uncle He was still arched, his eyes fixed on the shiny and reflective ground.

After the housekeeper left, Uncle He closed the courtyard door and walked into the house step by step.There is no need for him to guard the gate of the courtyard. This courtyard is probably more strictly guarded than the palace.

"Master, this old slave has come in!" Uncle He knocked on the door, speaking in a very soft voice, more loving than anyone else.

After a long time, Uncle He kept his ears close to the door, and the moonlight shone in a different direction.The door was just opened from the inside, and the smell of mud and blood mixed, it smelled bitter.

Zhao Tilin's face was blocked by his hair, and his hands were hanging by his sides as if they were broken. "Uncle He will rest in the yard tonight."

"Okay——" Uncle He took out a handkerchief from his arms, and it was dazzlingly white.Grab Zhao Tilin's hand, and wipe Zhao Tilin's hand carefully. "The young master should rest early."

The last sentence was a little choked up.

After wiping his hands in silence, as if he couldn't see that the veil was black and red and covered with mucus, he folded it a few more times and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.

Turning around, staggering.Walking into the yard, there was an oiled paper package near the wall, unfolded a quilt inside, half covered and half covered.

When he lay down, he heard the sound of the door closing again.Then there was the sound of chains rattling, gradually moving away.

"Have you seen it?" In the middle of the night, there was a bed curtain in Ru Liangyu's room in Changxian Villa.Bo Xuanzhao's voice did not sound sleepy at all.

Bo Xuanzhao turned his body sideways, embraced Ru Liangyu who was lying in his arms, and put his hands heavily on the depression on the back of Ru Liangyu's neck.

"Report to Your Highness!" Ying San stood outside the tent, three steps away from the bed tent. "Zhao Tilin's courtyard is heavily guarded, even if all eight shadow guards are dispatched, they won't be able to break in."

"Can you enter the Zhao residence?" Bo Xuanzhao pinched Ru Liangyu's earlobe with his hand, rubbed it back and forth, and opened his eyes in the darkness.

"Yes! Even in Zhao Hongkun's courtyard, the guards are less than one-tenth of those in Zhao Tianlin's courtyard." Ying San didn't even get close to Zhao Tianlin's courtyard, he knew that as long as he took another step there, he would surely die.

That courtyard was almost surrounded by murderous intent and death.

Even though he was already in a coma, Bo Xuanzhao gently removed Ru Liangyu from his arm, sat up, and walked out from the bed curtain.

"Tomorrow, everyone except Die Ying will bring Zhao Tilin to the Tingyu Building." Bo Xuanzhao walked to the window, and it wasn't too dark because of the moonlight.

Pour a cup of herbal tea and drink it. The herbal tea in the early autumn night is really refreshing.

Bo Xuanzhao sat down in his underwear, tapped his fingers on the table, "Shadow One, Shadow Two, Shadow Four."

In the darkness, the four people kneeling in front of him, wearing black robes and black cloth covering their faces, almost merged with the night. "The subordinates are here."

"After tomorrow morning, at all costs, bring Zhao Tilin to the Tingyu Tower." The sound of Bo Xuanzhao tapping his fingers was like a lullaby in the dark night.

He got into the bed curtain again, first warmed his hands under the quilt, and then stretched out to hug Ru Liangyu again.Pulling off his collar, he licked the nape of his neck.

"Tell them tomorrow, as long as you see Zhao Tilin has jade, take it." Ru Liangyu spoke in a very soft voice, as if she was still asleep.