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Chapter 1933 [Shangxie] Can See

Having said that, her voice suddenly froze, and she said after a while,
"However, the thief is actually a woman, and she looks... looks..."

The court lady is not willing to praise other people for their good looks, especially in front of the man she likes, but the pair of smooth and dark pupils in her mind are still clearly preserved, and the almost impeccable face under the moonlight Together, she had to speak slowly,
"It looks pretty good."

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There was still only one voice in the dark hall.

When there was more and more moonlight outside the window, the maid finally got up, patted her clothes and left.

She still didn't get any response to her farewell, and she couldn't help but look back before she went out through the window. The graceful and decadent figure was still leaning against the screen, his silhouette was outlined by the dim moonlight, it was the two The moon has never changed indifferently.

Just looking at it from such a distance, she felt as if an invisible closed wall had been built around this man, and all those who wanted to get close were rejected by him, even though she had been knocking outside this wall for two full months, It has never been able to make the wall a little thinner.

He was indifferent.

It's like having a pile of burnt ashes in my heart, and I can only come out to bask in the pitiful moonlight every night, so pale and cold that there is no trace of life.

But isn't there a possibility of resurgence?

If two months is not enough, it will be three months, and if three months is not enough, it will be three years. She doesn't believe in a day that doesn't impress him.

She bit her lips stubbornly, looked away, left a sentence, and carefully turned out of the window.

The window creaked shut.

The hall fell into a dead silence again.

The sound of moonlight walking seems to stand out in this silence.

Outside the window, there were the hurried footsteps of the palace people coming and going, and the heavy footsteps of the Imperial Army were approaching in the night.

The man raised his head and took a sip of the wine, leaning his head against the screen, his drooping eyelashes covering his empty and cold eyes.

And in the silence that was slowly flowing in this room, the window that had just been closed was opened and closed again, and someone jumped in from the window.

The man still sat motionless, as if whoever came in had nothing to do with him.

And Xia Fuyi, who had just been chased and intercepted by the forbidden army, had to pick out a palace to get in, didn't know at the moment that this was the Zichen Palace she had been looking for for seven nights.

As soon as her feet landed, she smelled the aroma of wine in the room.

After closing the window, she turned around, and what fell into her sight was a blurry shadow blocked by a screen.

She stopped in surprise, and immediately clenched the sword in her hand.

Originally, I thought that there must be no one coming in this dark palace, but I didn't expect that there was a drunkard sitting in the hall.

Judging from Miss Xia's experience, the smell of wine in this room will never accumulate within ten and a half months.

And the wine jars scattered all over the ground in her sight just proved her conjecture.

The corners of the blue clothes curled up in the air, and Xia Fuyi approached the screen without a sound, and the figure shrouded in the blurred moonlight became clearer and clearer in her sight.

The first is a thin fingertip, which is very careless in its attitude of clinging to the wine jar.

Then there is the long black hair soaked in moonlight, which is as beautiful as satin on the dark red wide-sleeved robe.

Finally, there is the side face shrouded in moonlight. The line from forehead to chin is so beautiful that it is heart-wrenching. In the last dream, I have traced it in detail, the outline of deja vu.

She stopped abruptly and stood in the shadows beyond the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)