Qin Wuyan listened silently, without saying a word, turned around and walked into the mansion.

The butler followed behind him, unable to understand Qin Wuyan's intentions, he was a little panicked: "High Priest, if these two people really heard something, what should they do?"

"If you hear it, you will hear it. Anyway, you will know sooner or later, no problem." Qin Wuyan strode into the Nuan Pavilion, took the two cans of ointment, leaned over to pick up the woman on the chair, and went back to the bedroom. .....

He adjusted the water temperature, helped take off the complicated clothes on the woman, soaked the woman in the warm water, took off his clothes, sat in the large tub, and helped her wash her body bit by bit.

"Wait a little longer, when I find Yaoyin, I can save you." Qin Wuyan held the soaked handkerchief and wiped the delicate makeup on the woman's face: "I just need to change your body." Cold blood, warm your body, and you can open your eyes and look at me again."

The man's delicate chin rested on the top of the woman's hair, rubbing gently, and murmured in a low voice: "I have been waiting for so many years, afraid that one day I will grow old, and you will no longer recognize me when you wake up.

I don't even dare to grow old, and I don't dare to touch the things in the sacrificial mansion at will. I'm afraid that you don't know this place, that the place where you have lived for many years is too strange to you, and even that you will dislike me... "

The woman leaned against his arms, even though she was soaked in the warm water, the skin exposed to the water still had a piercing chill.

It was a kind of thorough cold, as if immersed in a cold pool.

Qin Wuyan caressed the girl's cold little face, lowered his head slightly, and kissed the corner of her lips...

In his eyes, there is a strong emotion, like thick ink that cannot be melted, thick and complicated.

Inside the chariot seat.

Chu Chuyan and Mo Siyu were silent at the same time, not saying a word.

Mo Siyu didn't come back to his senses until he returned to the Chu Mansion and the head of the Chu family and Mrs. Chu greeted them at the door.

Patriarch Chu and Mrs. Chu originally wanted to ask them what they did in the priest's mansion and why they came back so late.

Chu Chuyan saw that Mo Siyu's face was not very good, so he said concisely: "I didn't do anything, but last time Brother Yu gave the priest's wife a can of face cream, and the high priest thought it was very good, so he asked Brother Yu to give it to the priest's wife again. I helped to make two cans..."

As he said that, he took out the jar of face cream that Mo Siyu gave him as a treasure, and gave it to Mrs. Chu, "Brother Yu specially asked me to hide a jar, and brought it back to your mother... .”

Mrs. Chu was amused by Chu Chuyan, took the cream, and urged: "It's getting late, go and rest, you've been tired all day, and you have to get up early tomorrow.

What's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow! "

Chu Chuyan accompanied Mo Siyu back to the bedroom.

Mo Siyu's expression was a little dazed, she didn't even bother to take a bath, she fell directly on the bed, closed her eyes and said, "Brother Yan, I remember when we were walking on the corridor, because of the darkness, we were very careful, our steps were not make any sound.

The steward said he had heard our footsteps, which was pure nonsense.

What is hidden in the priest's mansion? "

After a pause, Mo Siyu shook his head: "No, it can't be anything, it should be a person, there are people hiding in the mansion, but the voice is a bit pervasive, and it's hard to tell whether it's a man or a woman .”

Chu Chuyan fetched warm water, sat on the edge of the bed, twisted the wet handkerchief, and wiped her hands and face: "It may be that we stepped on something on the ground, and the sound of breaking alarmed the housekeeper.

In fact, it doesn't sound very real, and the sound may not necessarily be made by a person...

In this month's city, there is an insect breeder who specially raises a kind of insect that can imitate the sound of human beings..."