Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

The night is already deep.

In the dark night, Su Xinghe slowly opened his eyes.

Although the courtyard is not big, there are several rooms. Su Xinghe's room is separated from Murong Fu by a small room.

Su Xinghe held his breath and lay down for a while, sensing the movement around him before slowly getting up, trying not to touch anything. As if he was afraid of being discovered by someone.

Su Xinghe gently got out of bed and put on a pair of thin-soled fast boots. These kind of boots are generally only worn by second- and third-rate figures in the martial arts world when performing light kung fu. For a first-rate master like Su Xinghe who has been famous for a long time, these boots are useless and useless. However, for the sake of safety at this moment, Su Xinghe had no choice but to resort to this useless method.

Su Xinghe opened the door with the slightest movement, then tiptoed to the next room and took a look through the window. Xiaotuanzi slept soundly on his couch, with a glistening trace hanging from the corner of his mouth. When Su Xinghe saw this situation, he showed a kind smile.

Then he kept his steps to a minimum, turned around and went to the next door again.

Wet the window paper with saliva and gently poke a hole in the paper window. Su Xinghe saw clearly the situation inside the room. In the room, Murong Fu was lying sideways, facing the wall. Su Xinghe listened carefully to the breathing for a while, then confirmed that Murong Fu was fast asleep, and then tiptoed out of the door.

After walking to the now deserted street, Su Xinghe quietly breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and revealed a wry smile.

What Su Xinghe didn't know was that just when he thought he was unaware, a figure was quietly following him three feet away.

Su Xinghe walked out of the alley and finally arrived at a small alley in the east of the city. He stopped in front of a small courtyard that looked slightly dilapidated.

Su Xinghe gently knocked on the courtyard door three times, then the force became stronger, and then three times softly. After knocking seven times, the courtyard door creaked open, and a sweet voice came with a bit of surprise: "Master, why did you come here now?"

Su Xinghe said with a helpless smile: "The old man waited for Junior Brother Murong to fall asleep for another hour before he dared to go out. Junior Brother's martial arts is superb, and he will notice the slightest movement. It is not easy to hide it from Junior Brother. Bi Yatou, you guys This time it was too silly!"

Although Su Xinghe shook his head repeatedly, his tone contained more love and less blame, as if he were an old grandfather facing his naughty little granddaughter.

The person who opened the door smiled sweetly: "Master, you are the best. If Master discovers this, he will definitely drive us back. There is no other way, so Sister A'Zhu and I made this move."

The visitor has a fair face, smooth and soft skin, like a newly peeled water chestnut in Taihu Lake. The two pools of autumn water contain inextricable tenderness, and paired with the iconic blue skirt, it is like a green lotus leaf holding up The hibiscus blooms quietly in this bitter cold place in the north of the Great Wall.

In this outfit, if it’s not Abi, then who is it?

Su Xinghe wanted to say a few more words, but Abi stretched out her hand and pulled Su Xinghe's sleeve: "Master, it's cold outside, come in and talk!" She called out to the yard with a smile: "Sister A'zhu, Miss Cousin , Master is here."

Su Xinghe was shocked: "Junior Sister Wang is here too? When!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard two greetings like "Mr. Su" and "Senior Brother Su" like an oriole coming out of the valley, followed by two figures of beautiful beauties arriving hand in hand.

It was bitter cold in the north of Saibei, and the two beauties who appeared now were dressed in the same attire as Abi, wearing palace clothes and underskirts. It was obvious that they were in a hurry on the road and did not prepare the appropriate clothing. However, the beautiful lady at the head didn't seem to care. With her profound inner strength, this bit of cold wind was just a trivial matter. It was just a pain to the pretty maid in the back who was dressed in vermilion palace clothes. Her delicate oval face was now completely pale from the cold.

When Su Xinghe saw the scene in front of him, he was angry and distressed at the same time. He stamped his feet and said repeatedly: "Nonsense, nonsense!"

But the next moment, a faint laughter sounded, causing Su Xinghe to freeze on the spot: "It's really nonsense."

The peerless beauty in pink palace clothes lit up her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly: "Cousin! You are here!"

Murong Fu was dressed in a green shirt with a loose green robe, still dressed like a noble prince from the south of the Yangtze River. But her face still wore Li Yanzong's makeup habitually.

Murong Fu tapped the wall lightly with his toes, turned over into the small courtyard wall that was about ten feet high, and landed easily and silently.

Facing the sudden appearance of a stranger dressed as a young man, Abi was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes filled with tenderness. Just when she was about to step out with her lotus feet, she saw a pink silhouette flashing away, and she fluttered When he reached the arms of the man in green robe opposite, he took a small step and retracted hesitantly under the skirt. He just clasped his bare hands, intertwined his fingers, and looked at the couple in front of him quietly with his gentle, watery eyes. Bi people.

The peerless beauty leaned her face against Murong Fu's chest and murmured softly: "Cousin, I miss you so much."

But who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Yuyan?

Murong Fu's eyes were full of tenderness and pity, but he still deliberately said with a straight face: "Girl, you have recognized the wrong person. I am not your cousin."

Wang Yuyan raised her pretty face and smiled. Suddenly, her bare hands were like wind and clouds, and she gently rubbed Murong Fu's face a few times. The disguise on Murong Fu's face was instantly removed.

"Cousin, don't be angry. It's a long way from Gusu to Xixia."

Wang Yuyan murmured.

How could Murong Fu really be angry with this little girl? He smiled helplessly: "I really can't do anything about you, well, I won't do it next time. But how did you recognize me at first sight?"

Wang Yuyan raised her cherry lips, tilted her head and thought for a while, then smiled sweetly: "Hehe, this is a secret, I can't tell you."

At this time, the beautiful maid in red, who was shivering in the cold wind, also came up and saluted: "A'Zhu has met the young master."

Murong Fu looked at A'Zhu's oval face that was white with cold. After all, he couldn't bear to say the reproachful words on his lips. With a backhand, he clasped A'Zhu's jade-like wrist, and a pure and pure feeling flowed out. Yang Zhenqi is injected into the body along the beauty's meridians. A'ju suddenly felt that his whole body was surrounded by a warm current, as if he had suddenly returned from the cold wind in the north to mid-spring and March in the south, and his body was filled with warmth.

A'Zhu's cheeks were slightly red, and he was blessed: "A'Zhu, thank you, Master!"

Only then did Abi come over with a smile.

Seeing the Qingli beauty's thin body even more haggard due to the long journey, Murong Fu said distressedly: "Why are you guys doing this?"

Abi smiled softly, as if the blue waves were swaying in spring in March: "Master, you have lost weight."