"My lord, it's late at night, please go back and rest. I'm sorry for my inconvenience, so I sent you far away. Xia Jin will send me off to my lord on my behalf!"
Duanmu Minya didn't wait for Xuanyuan Qingtian's reaction, and immediately asked Xia Jin to see him off. Xuanyuan Qingtian waved his hand casually, looking at Duanmu Minya's tired face with his dark eyes, and yawned without any pretense, leaving only one sentence.
Then he turned around and left without staying any longer.
"Princess, please rest early."
Instead, Xuanyuan Qingtian left so obediently that Duanmu Minya unconsciously raised her right eyebrow with a slightly surprised expression. She looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian's leaving figure and fell into deep thought.
Duanmu Minya, who was deep in thought, didn't even know that Xia Jin, who had returned from seeing off Xuanyuan Qingtian, was next to her. She didn't suddenly wake up until Xia Jin whispered advice.
"Miss, I will serve you and have a rest."
"You go and have a rest. You have been taking care of Qiujuan all night. I will rest later. You go quickly."
Looking at Xia Jin who was still standing by and refusing to leave, looking at her with concern, Duanmu Minya couldn't help but shout out, and finally drove the reluctant Xia Jin back to her room to rest.
The night is dark, and the silvery cold moon in the sky is hidden behind the floating clouds. The pipa is half-hidden, like a shy rich lady hiding and half-exposed, coating the floating clouds with a silvery glory.
The cold evening wind blew by, the branches and leaves swayed, rustled, and the trees cast shadows. Suddenly, a black shadow leaped from the wall into Prince Yu's Mansion like lightning.
The black shadow passed over the top of the tree at the speed of a meteor, following the swaying movements of the branches.
Several dark shadows came to Duanmu Minya's roof, clinging to the roof tiles like geckos. Under the dim moonlight, they merged with the roof tiles, making it impossible to tell which ones were tiles and which ones were human figures!
"Clang!" After a very small sound, the shadow on the roof had disappeared without a trace.
But in front of Duanmu Minya's bed, there was a man in black who knelt on one knee and saluted.
The man in black lowered his head and saluted respectfully to Duanmu Minya, who was leaning on the soft pillow!
His black hair was simply tied into a ponytail. When he saluted, the ponytail hung down beside his face, covering half of his face, but it still couldn't cover up the black scarf on his face. With his head lowered, only his smooth and broad forehead was exposed.
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He didn't speak, and neither did Duanmu Minya. Duanmu Minya waved her hand casually, and the man in black lowered his head and cautiously stepped aside to stand next to Duanmu Minya.
He looked worriedly at Duanmu Minya's face, and her eyes exposed outside the black scarf covering her face revealed a burst of heartache. Duanmu Minya's gentle smile silently signaled that she was fine, reassuring him.