Chapter 220
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In the dark of the night, after the figure flew into the inner courtyard, he stood on a higher mast and looked for a long time. When he saw a small courtyard that was obviously for women, his eyes flashed with a hint of a smile. With a leap, he flew towards the women's courtyard like a bird.
With just a few leaps, the figure quickly arrived at the women's courtyard.
This black shadow stood in front of the embroidery building of the female courtyard. Under the moonlight, the black shadow could be seen clearly. It was a man dressed in night clothes. His head was covered with a black cloth and he carried a long sword on his waist.
The masked man glanced at a room downstairs that seemed to be the room of a maid. His eyes flashed and he reached into his bosom. Then he took out a small bamboo tube. This bamboo tube was obviously often maintained. Under the moonlight, the tube actually flashed with a glimmer of light.
The masked man held the bamboo tube and walked lightly to the front of the room in the embroidery building. He used the bamboo tube to poke the window and the bamboo tube broke through the paper paste on the window. Then, the masked man lifted the black cloth on his face and blew into the bamboo tube. A long white smoke suddenly came out from the other end of the bamboo tube. The white smoke quickly melted into the air. The maid, who was sleeping in the room, suddenly tilted her head and fainted.
When he heard the thin breathing sound coming from the room, a satisfied smile flashed in the masked man's eyes. He put away the bamboo tube and walked to the front of the embroidery building.
Looking at the second floor of the embroidery building, the masked man lightly stamped his feet. His whole body suddenly soared up into the sky and then landed on the railing of the second floor like a feather.
Standing on the railing of the second floor, the masked man suddenly turned around and looked at the courtyard behind him. It was late at night and the whole Ye Mansion was dark.
After seeing that no one was alarmed, the masked man smiled with satisfaction. Then, he jumped lightly and landed in front of the room on the second floor. He reached into his bosom and took out a black dagger. This dagger was different from an ordinary dagger. The dagger was as thin as a cicada's wing. The tip of the dagger was tilted up and formed an arc, like an iron hook. It was obviously specially made.
After picking up the dagger, the masked man held the dagger upright. The dagger, as thin as a cicada's wing, was gently inserted into the door latch. The masked man skillfully twisted the dagger and heard a soft sound coming from inside the door. After hearing this sound, the masked man's face flashed with pride. He put the dagger away and then gently pushed the door open, walked in, and then closed the door.
As soon as he entered the room, the fragrant scent of a woman hit him. The masked man took a deep breath and looked at the bed behind the pink curtain not far away. A trace of lust flashed in his eyes.
"Oh … Who is it? Lu Er, I'm thirsty. Help me pour a cup of water … "The young girl on the bed suddenly woke up. Through the curtain, she saw a figure in the room. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and called out softly with a sleepy face.
In the young girl's mind, the only person who could appear in her room at this time was her personal maid, Lu Er.
The masked man heard the young girl's words and was startled. He looked at the young girl who was rubbing her eyes and shook his head. He then took out a match and blew on it. A flame appeared from the match. The masked man lit the candle on the table and casually threw the match on the table.
"Hmm? You're not Lu Er. Who are you? Come … "
The light in the room lit up. Through the candlelight, the young girl finally saw that the person in her room was not her personal maid. Her face was shocked. Just as she was about to call for help, the masked man's figure flashed and rushed in front of the young girl like lightning. The masked man stretched out his right hand and brushed the young girl's body. The young girl felt her body go numb. Not to mention moving, she couldn't even make a sound.
Under the light of the lamp, the young girl was wearing underwear. Her face was like a crabapple in spring and her skin was like a white jade flower. It was a pitiful sight.
Looking at the young girl in front of him, the masked man's breathing gradually became heavier. His eyes widened and the light of lust in them flourished.
The masked man felt his throat go dry. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he reached out to lift the black cloth covering his face. Underneath the black cloth was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a few pockmarks on his face.
Seeing the masked man's face, the young girl's eyes widened. Then, her eyes turned red and sparkling tears welled up in her eyes.
"Little girl, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. In a while, big brother will make you feel so good that you want to die!" Looking at the young girl's smooth and creamy skin under the light, the lecherous look on the middle-aged man's face deepened. As he swallowed, he reached out to touch the young girl's face.
"If you dare to touch her, I guarantee that you will also feel so good that you want to die!" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell sounded from behind the middle-aged man. The tone was so cold that it seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul.
"Who is it?" Hearing that the voice actually came from behind him, the middle-aged man's body stiffened. A chill ran down his spine and a layer of white sweat appeared on his back. Turning his head, he saw a handsome young man dressed in a white scholar's robe standing next to the door that had been pushed open. The young man's eyes were as cold as two sharp swords as he looked at him.
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