There was no strange thing on the water surface.

Only the night wind kept blowing from the forest in the distance, sobbing as if someone was crying.

Miss Tang silently carried the lamp and took her younger brother to walk around the road.

The sky was still dark around, and the road under your feet was gradually getting harder to walk. Mr. Tang Er couldn't see the road clearly and complained muttered: "I said that the back mountain was messy and I didn't want to come during the day. You have to bring her here at this time..."

Miss Tang did not look back, and her back looked cold: "I wasn't afraid just now, are you afraid now?"

Seeing her speeding up, Master Tang took a big step and followed: "I didn't say I was afraid."

The sound sounded a little aggrieved.

Miss Tang stretched out her hand back and grabbed his wrist: "Go faster! I'm sleepy!"

"What?" Mr. Tang squinted his eyes, "Sister, are you unhappy?"

He thought that killing Tangning would make her so happy that she couldn't sleep.

Why are you still sleepy?

He leaned over and looked at her face in the dim light.

His expression was shrunk, and he was really unhappy.

"Do you regret it?" he asked in a low voice.

Miss Tang rolled her eyes: "What's there to regret? But..." After a pause, she curled her lips and said, "I just suddenly felt bored."

The cold blood was still stuck on her fingers, and the wind blew, the dryness was tight and the skin was faintly itchy.

She rubbed her brother's clothes.

When she returned to the house, she said nothing and wanted to go to her sleep.

Young Master Tang yawned, softened his voice, and called her behind his back: "Wait for me."

The Tang Mansion under the evening breeze seems to be no different from the past.

Miss Tang slowed down.

He hurried forward.

Two petals fell slowly from him.

The peach blossoms in early spring in the back mountain have already bloomed.

In the corner, the little maid who usually gives Tang Ning food was like a sieve and was shaking all over. She drank two more cups of water before going to bed, and after a while she got up frequently at night.

Sleepy eyes suddenly heard Tang Ning's shout.

Turning her head, she saw the twins.

Then, Tang Ning was dragged out by covering her mouth.

The little maid opened her eyes widened, hid in the dark, and covered her mouth.

What the eldest lady and the second young master are going to do has nothing to do with her.

What will happen to Tang Ning has nothing to do with her.

She just needs to hide quietly.

However, at this moment, the twins came back one after another, but Tang Ning was not seen. Fear still controlled her body. The trembling that could not stop was almost impossible to breathe.

Only the heartbeat sounds, which magnify endlessly in the darkness.

So loud, so noisy.

It was not until the rise of Qi Mingxing that she finally returned to peace.

It was almost dawn.

The servants were busy and had all gotten up.

In the small courtyard in the northwest corner of the Tang Mansion, Tang Xin also got up, but when she turned over, the wound on her shoulder was still aching.

After washing up, he walked to the mirror and took a look.

The boy in the mirror still had a little childishness between his eyebrows, but he looked very handsome.

A fresh scar on the shoulder was reflected on the blurred mirror, hideous and terrifying.

The weather gets hot and the wound is not very good.

He looked carefully, pulled up the collar that had fallen down and tied it back.

I opened the door and walked out, but my feet were still dark.

He accelerated his pace, walked through the corridor to Tangning's door, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice: "Second sister, are you awake?"

Twist, no one answered.

The sky outside the corridor is red.

Tang Xin frowned.

I knocked it twice, but still didn't respond.

Today is Tang Ning’s fifteenth birthday. She said she wanted to see the sunrise. Now the time is almost the same, so it’s time to miss it if it’s late.

Tang Xin turned his head and looked into the distance.

Under the eaves, there were two maids sweeping the floor with brooms. When they saw him looking over, they talked a few times, and quickly moved their eyes away.

Something is not right.

Tang Xin took his hand back from the door and went to find the little maid who took care of Tang Ning's daily life.

Her face was pale and miserable, as if she was afraid. She found Tang Xin looking for her. After looking around for a long time, she suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him into a backlit corner.

The red sun was already hanging high outside.

The sun comes out very quickly.

Tang Xin looked at her without any expression on her face.

The little maid came to her senses and quickly let go of her hand.

The moment she parted, a sentence came out in her heart for no reason - the third young master's hand was so beautiful.

White, slender and distinctive joints.

It looks like the hand of a young master.

It's obvious that he... is always bullied by that twin...

The tip of the ears turned red slightly.

The little maid raised her head and looked slowly into his eyes.

"Where is the second sister?"

Tang Xin asked.

The little maid's ears disappeared immediately. She took a step back, lowered her hands in front of her, and crossed her fingers and tangled her: "Why ask me..."

Tang Xin smiled, two small dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her voice was a little hoarse: "You are the most important person around your second sister. Of course, you can only ask you about your whereabouts."

The little maid looked at his face and felt dizzy, as if she was about to drown in his smile the next moment.

Her mouth twitched and almost spoke, but she swallowed her words back.

"Miss Second Miss is just a cripple... Where can the cripple go..." She said unhappily, "Always cause trouble..."

Tang Xin stepped closer to her: "Is that true?"

He is still laughing.

The smile reminded her of the gentle spring moon.

Such a beautiful look makes people really want to get close to it.

She looked at the moonlight and opened her mouth: "Of course it's true! The second lady has lived in the Tang family for so many years, and has caused so much trouble for the master and his wife! If she had fallen down the tree that year, she might have fallen to death..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

She stared at Tang Xin's hand in a daze.

The slightly cool fingers gently slid across her cheeks and fell on her neck.

A blush appeared on the tip of the ears again.

"Three...Three Young Master?"

Slowly tighten your fingers.

The blush on the ears spread to the face.

"three……"

The thin air could no longer make her say the complete words. She blushed and struggled.

Tang Xin said coldly in her ear: "Second sister, what trouble has caused you?" He withdrew his hand and waved her away, without a trace of smile on his face.
To be continued...