The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 395

It was already late at night when Concubine Jiang returned to the Tainu Mansion.

Yawning, she walked straight from the gate of the Empress's Mansion to the west courtyard at Luoheng.

It is now close to Haishi, and it is very late.

Aunt Jiang thought that Luo Heng had already fallen asleep, and when she walked over, she planned to wait until she arrived on the road, so she sneaked in and slept next to him for the night without anyone noticing.

no way.

I don't know if it's because these planes and the fragments of Chuyu have slept for a long time, but the faint cedar-like fragrance on them has become Jiang Yu's best sleeping pill.

Unexpectedly, when he walked over, Luo Heng's room was still brightly lit.

Seeing this, Aunt Jiang was slightly stunned.

You still haven't slept at this point?
She remembered that Luo Heng should have gone to bed earlier at this time.

Of course, Concubine Jiang would not pretend that Luo Heng was waiting for her to come over. After all, when this guy kicked her out before, he was very cruel!
Thinking about it, Aunt Jiang couldn't help touching the tip of her nose.

After walking all the way here, Jiang Yu couldn't give up halfway, turned around and went back.He coughed lightly, straightened his back, and walked over boldly.

The old ancestor held back his long skirt, walked to the door, opened it and entered.

The door creaked and was pushed open.

In the room, the young man who sat quietly at the table was tall and straight, and his smoky blue gown was like mist, misty, like a handsome young man with an oil-paper umbrella coming out of the south of the Yangtze River.

Sitting at the table, with a lamp on hand, the dusk-colored light fell on the young man's face.

In the half-light and half-darkness, the profile of his profile became more and more profound, especially the eyebrows and eyes hidden in the darkness, the deep and strange, straight and superior brow bones and roots, when he was silent and quiet, he looked a bit sharp.

His long eyelashes drooped lightly, and the distinct eyelashes were like a feather fan. Under the slightly dim light, they fell on the eyelids, like a ghost and a fairy.

As if he heard the movement outside the door, the young man paused slightly with his snow-white long fingers picking up the scroll in his hand.

He put down the scroll, and the young man raised his head unhurriedly, his straight eyebrows suddenly softened under the light, deep and tender.

Looking at the young man standing at the door, the young man's cold and dignified eyebrows flickered slightly, he pursed his lips lightly, got up gently and alienated, and asked calmly: "Your Highness, what is the matter with Luo Heng at such a late hour?" ?”

Looking at Luo Heng's cold and restrained appearance, Jiang Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking in her heart, she really likes to see Luo Heng flustered and at a loss.

She walked over, sat down lazily, and looked at him with interest on her chin: "Is it a thing for Gu to come to sleep with you?"

Luo Heng lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes lightly fell on the light-colored pupils of the girl who raised her long eyelashes and looked at him with interest.

The two looked at each other indifferently.

Aunt Jiang generously let him watch, without flinching at all.

After a while, Luo Heng squeezed his blue sleeves, sat down and said flatly: "It doesn't count."

"Your Highness, you have your own room." The young man squinted his long eyes, and the narrow and cold eyes fell on her.

Jiang Yu: "If you think it's in the way, just tear it down." She replied quite innocently.

Luo Heng: "..."

He withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes: "Your Highness misunderstood, Luo Heng didn't mean that."

(End of this chapter)