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Pools of hot spring water, with their hot and humid mist, covered the spring scenery. The quiet night was disturbed by the panting of men and the moaning of women. Even the breeze at night was tainted with scorching temperature.

The dark blue desk and table, the ivory and jade pen holder, the jade pillar pen holder and the fine hair brushes are hung neatly on the pen holder, and the quiet cigarettes float out of the hollow incense burner carved with gold and jade, like a dragon swimming in the air.

Get together and disperse.

On a white picture scroll on rice paper, a man's figure depicted in green ink is vividly printed on it. The scenery depicted in the picture scroll is hazy, and all the light spots fall on the man sitting next to the soapstone grass hot spring.

The wide-sleeved white clothes with wide open sleeves, the tight and perfect body, the messy black hair, the man's facial features are beyond description in words, and the face is unparalleled, almost not like a mortal, but a perfect masterpiece of God, favored by heaven and earth.

It condenses the essence of heaven and earth, and the posture of heaven and man is moving.

This is a picture of the spring (tight) palace, a picture of the spring (forbidden) palace where a man commits suicide.

The scroll was pressed with jade stones on the green sandalwood tabletop to prevent it from being blown away by the night breeze. There was a brush with ink stuck on it beside the scroll. The brush was thrown a little messy, and the green brush was thrown away.

The table tops of the sand table were stained, which shows that the master moved hastily when the brush was thrown away.

The scattered tabletops in this case correspond to the confusion and obsession between the man and woman at the hot spring not far ahead.

At this time, the bright moon in the sky was half covered by the drifting clouds and fog, and the world suddenly became much darker. The water in the hot spring pool was sparkling, and there was a sound of splashing water, and the two figures walked from the edge of the hot spring pool.

The grass slides into the hot spring.

The water temperature of the hot spring is already warm, and the two people's bodies are so passionate that their bodies are scorching hot, and their breaths are extremely hot as they intertwine.

Time gradually passed, the night gradually dissipated, and a ray of white light streaked through the darkness in the east.

In the hot spring, Tang Niannian had long fallen asleep nestled in Siling Guhong's words. The flush of love still remained on her delicate little face, her brows were frowning, and her soft and shallow lips were now red and swollen, even if they were

He was still moving slightly in his sleep, and he could vaguely hear the murmurs and complaints inside, "As promised, I'll punish you, but you violated the law again..."

Siling Guhong was clearing her body. Hearing these words, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he whispered soothingly into Tang Niannian's ear: "Well, it's all my fault."

It’s really unclear who seduced whom in this incident.

At least Siling Guhong did deliberately seduce Tang Niannian at the last moment.

But Tang Niannian herself didn't know that in Siling Guhong's eyes, she was trying to seduce him all the time.

Wearing only a thin piece of clothing, she drew a picture of the palace for him, and stared at him with such fiery and longing eyes. She swallowed saliva from time to time but suppressed a serious look. In Siling Guhong's eyes,

The look in his eyes was extremely cute, and it was provoking his sanity little by little.

Siling Guhong's soothing voice was gentle and smoother than the hot spring water at this moment. I don't know if Tang Niannian, who was sleeping at this moment, heard it, but her slightly frowning eyebrows were reflected in Siling Guhong's soft question.

It relaxes under the soothing words and turns into a peaceful and gentle feeling of reassurance.

After personally cleaning Tang Niannian's body gently and putting her and himself into clean clothes, Siling Guhong carried Tang Niannian, who was still sleeping peacefully, to the table and lowered his eyes to look at Tang Niannian's completed painting.

White rice paper, black pen and ink, hazy scenery, peerless people, unparalleled elegance.

This painting cannot be said to be a peerless work in terms of brushwork skills, but in Siling Guhong's eyes, it is more perfect than any peerless painting he has ever seen.

Siling Guhong released one hand and placed it on Tang Niannian's painting. He followed every arc in the painting with his fingertips half an inch apart. The smile on his face became stronger and stronger as time went by.

It becomes more and more gentle and joyful.

The ink in the paintings under his hands also dried little by little, and the ink seemed to be endowed with some kind of energy, making it feel alive.

This feeling brings greater charm and vitality to the painting. In Siling Guhong's sight, the lowered eyes of the person with the same face as him in the painting seemed to tremble, and he spoke softly.

A picture that is like an illusion is so confusing.

"Nian Nian." Siling Guhong smiled happily and nodded, bowing his head to kiss the person in his arms, and then carefully put away the scroll in front of him. With a wave of his hand, the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone all disappeared in place.

Returning to the wing of the courtyard where the two of them lived in Fenghe Garden, Siling Guhong gently placed Tang Niannian on the newly made bed with sheets, covered her with a thin quilt, and waved his hand to place a barrier around it to isolate it from the outside world.

Noise and some cool weather.

After doing this, Siling Guhong looked at Tang Niannian again, then walked out of the wing and came to the quiet courtyard.

"Master." Kong Mang's strange voice suddenly sounded in the quiet courtyard. If there were other people in the courtyard now, they would be frightened by this sudden and strange voice.

Siling Guhong didn't react at all and just watched silently appearing in Xuejin.

Xue Jin's attire at this time was a bit embarrassing, with mud stuck to his black clothes and even his mask. However, with his calm and ghost-like temperament, it made people laugh even if they wanted to.

Xue Jin said: "My subordinates traveled all night to dig out what the master wanted."

In his Qiankun Bag, he did not carry all the scrolls he had taken from the painting village, because he knew that Tang Niannian had the ability to see through other people's Qiankun Bags.

"Yeah." Siling Guhong responded without hesitation.

Xuejin silently took out a total of one hundred and eighty-two scrolls from the Qiankun Bag.

The visual effect of putting the one hundred and eighty-two scrolls together is really quite big. At least Setsujin's hand cannot hold them, so he can control them to float in mid-air.

Siling Guhong did not reach out to take the scroll, but looked at the unopened scroll floating in mid-air. In less than a breath, all one hundred and eighty-two scrolls were shattered into countless pieces, and finally even at the end of the year.

None of them were spared, and they were swallowed up by the darkness without a trace.

Xue Jin silently took a step back, his figure half disappearing.

"Have you seen it?" Siling Gu Hongqingyue's hoarse voice came out.

Xuejin's masked head shook like a rattle. However, his rattle was obviously inelastic, and every arc of the shaking was exactly the same, making it weirdly mechanical.

Siling Guhong looked at him.

Click——

Xuejin's dark cheeks were cracked in countless pieces, which caused him to stop shaking his head. When he paused when turning his face sideways, all the masks on his face shattered and fell to the ground. But his true face was

It was not exposed to the outside, and the same mask appeared in his hand as fast as lightning, and was firmly attached to his face.

This movement was really skillful to the extreme, and the speed was so fast that his true face was hidden behind the black mask without even a ray of moonlight touching it.

After finishing this, Xuejin knelt on one knee and spoke in a steady and fast voice. Although his voice was still so weird, he said, "I came to the painting village by chance and saw a painting of the master, and immediately sealed my eyes, nose, mouth and ears."

Without the five senses, it swept away all the other scrolls."

Siling Guhong asked: "How do you know that the eleven paintings given to Nian Nian are mine and that these are Nian Nian's?"

Xuejin answered without hesitation, "The master's scroll scroll is made of jade bones, and the rest are made of glazed bones. My subordinates didn't know that these paintings were of the mistress, so they just brought them back to the master."

Xuejin has been Siling Guhong's shadow guard since Xueyuan Villa. He only listens to Siling Guhong's orders. He follows Siling Guhong all the year round and knows all about Siling Guhong's temperament and daily life.

Thorough, so this is done with precision.

He couldn't lie in front of Siling Guhong. As long as he lied a word, Siling Guhong would know it, so every word he said now was extremely true.

When he came to Painting Village by chance, he did indeed only see a picture of Siling Guhong's Spring (Forbidden) Palace on the painting table at first, which was the first scroll he showed to Tang Niannian after yesterday's competition at the Sword Tomb Arena of ** Villa. At that time, he

Just thinking about the function of this scroll, after squatting on the spot and thinking about it for half a stick of incense, he decided to take all the paintings away.

For the sake of his own life, Xuejin did seal off his eyes, mouth, nose, ears and five senses of touch. Doing so might seem exaggerated to others, but Xuejin did it consciously and resolutely, because he

Knowing that otherwise, he would die miserably.

The master's desire to possess his mistress is terrifying.

Facts have proved that Xuejin's prevention is very reasonable and he did it very correctly. Otherwise, it would have been more than just a broken mask at the beginning.

Xuejin was not lying. Siling Guhong knew it, but the content in the scroll...

A terrible aura spread to the surroundings with Siling Guhong as the center. The vegetation in Fenghe Garden seemed to shrink under the influence of this aura. They swayed as if they were trembling, and the branches and leaves were turning yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

, and then withered and fell to the ground, falling lightly into ashes.

This breath woke up Shulan and others who lived in Fenghe Garden, and they ran out of their own rooms one by one.

This breath was familiar and yet strange to them. It was familiar because they had felt it before, but strange because it was more terrifying than what they had experienced before. It was so scary that it was clearly not directed at them, and it was silent and without any aggression.

But it made their faces turn pale, and their bodies couldn't help but become tense and stiff.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to the village owner?" The Ye sisters' faces were full of worry and surprise. Next to them stood Shu Lan and Mu Ling'er. The girls lived very close to each other.

In a yard.

Normally, Mu Ling'er didn't dare to feel Siling Guhong's emotions at all. When she discovered such a situation this time, she couldn't help but worry about what would happen to Tang Niannian. She bit her lower lip and raised her gaze towards Tang Niannian and Silinggu.

Look in the direction of the courtyard where Hong lives, and carefully feel what the aura emanating from Siling Guhong is about.

"Oh!" Before he could take a breath, Mu Ling'er's face turned pale, and he groaned to hold back the blood that almost poured out of his mouth. His body shook a few times, but fortunately, Shu Lan caught him in time.

Shu Lan looked at her with concern and said angrily: "I know you are worried about the young lady and the owner of the village, but you can't make fun of your own body. The smell alone makes it so unbearable for us, why are you still going?

Explore the village owner’s mood!”

Mu Ling'er knew that Shu Lan was angry for her own good, so she shook her head gently to show that she had nothing to do, and said softly: "It won't happen again."

Shu Lan had already taken out the healing elixir and fed it into her mouth. He was originally worried about her health, but seeing that Mu Ling'er's face looked better now, he would no longer be angry with her. Instead, he said with a little joking: "

If something happens to you, Zhan Tianji will probably hate us to death."

"Sister Shu Lan!" Mu Ling'er couldn't help but blush.

This sentence immediately broke the dull atmosphere just now, and the Ye sisters also came over to joke a few words.

But even though their words sounded relaxed at this time, their faces were still pale, and their eyes would look towards the courtyard where Tang Niannian and Siling Guhong lived from time to time. It was obvious that they couldn't let go.

Compared with the worries of the four women, the three men Zhan Cangjian, Zhan Tianji and Du Ziruo seemed much calmer.
To be continued...