Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

In the middle of the night, the egret slowly opened his eyes.

She looked up subconsciously, but saw Yi Hucheng swaying in front of her like a willow in the wind.

Yi Hucheng was wearing a white coat with a sword wound, and his face was extremely pale.

The blood on his face seemed to be drained by something, he smiled weakly at the egret, and said, "Are you awake?"

Egret stood up slowly, and the blood-stained white robe fell to the ground.

Looking down at the blood-stained robe on the ground, Bailu squatted down to pick it up, and was about to return the robe to Yi Hucheng, but Yi Hucheng said, "I'll give you this robe, okay? "

"Why?" Egret didn't understand.

What does it mean to send her a bloody white robe?

"Because today is the anniversary of my parents' death. I spend this day alone every year, and this year I have you. I don't have anything precious to give you. I hope you don't dislike this worn-out robe." Yi Hucheng leaned against the wall, he looked at the egret with an unknown glint in his eyes.

Bailu stared at the robe in his hand with downcast eyes, seeing that Bailu didn't intend to accept it, Yi Hucheng's eyes flashed a ray of sadness.

"After all... you still despise..." Yi Hucheng laughed at himself and said softly.

The voice as light as a feather dissipated in the air, carrying a special sadness.

Bailu held the robe in one hand, and put the other hand on Yi Hucheng's head, pinching Yi Hucheng's hair casually.

Bai Lu didn't withdraw his hand until he kneaded Yi Hucheng's smooth hair into a chicken nest.

"What do you dislike? Girl, when did I say I dislike this thing? Of course I will accept such a good thing!" While speaking, Bailu had already put the robe in his hand into the realm of nothingness.

Now looking at the outline of Yi Hucheng carefully under the moonlight of the bright moon, I realized that he and Yi Gucheng are so similar.

Bailu already had a guess in her heart, but as to whether it was true, she had to explore it herself.

Yi Hucheng raised his head and looked at the egret in surprise, his eyes flickered lightly, that Twilight was as fragile as fragile glass...

"You... really don't dislike it?" Yi Hucheng asked.

"Of course I don't dislike it."

The egret grinned, revealing its clean teeth.

Under the moonlight, Egret's smile bloomed in Yi Hucheng's heart like the most holy flower in the Nine Cold Palace.

He thought he was going to die when Yinlong's silver light sword pierced his heart, but what he didn't expect was that Qingsha Bailu would save him.

Now, she doesn't dislike the dirty gifts he sent, and besides her brother, she is the first person to accompany her on the anniversary of her parents' death.

"Yi Hucheng, can I ask you a question?" Bailu said softly, she wanted to know if her guess was correct.

"what is the problem?"

"Yi Gucheng, what's the relationship with you?" Bai Lu said while carefully observing every detail of Yi Hucheng's face.

Sure enough, when he heard the word Yi Gucheng, Yi Hucheng's eyes widened suddenly.

He held Bailu's hands tightly, looked at Bailu with wide eyes, and said in an abnormally urgent voice, "Do you know where he is, right? Do you know where he is?"

"Who do you know? Yigu City?" Bailu narrowed his eyes slightly.

She mentioned Yi Gucheng twice in front of Yi Hucheng, and both times she had the same reaction.

It seems that upon hearing the name Yi Gucheng, Yi Hucheng will be particularly excited...