No. 28 Furongfang.
Su Luo looked at the tightly closed bronze door quietly, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.
It was quiet inside, as if there was no one there.
The door was pushed open.
After Su Luo went in, he closed the door quietly.
At this time, there was no complete silence, because from the deepest part of the courtyard, faint sounds of music could be heard.
Su Luo raised her eyes and looked around. She was sure that there was no one around.
With no one to guide her, Su Luo could only follow the sound of music and walk in step by step.
After walking for about an incense stick of time, there was a closed courtyard gate in front of us, and the music came from the courtyard.
Su Luo slammed the gate open without hesitation.
The gate was not locked, and Su Luo pushed it open lightly.
The scene in the yard made Su Luo slightly stunned.
It wasn't as tense as she had imagined. On the contrary, the atmosphere inside was very good.
The spacious courtyard is decorated with the utmost luxury.
In the courtyard, graceful dancers danced gracefully.
On both sides, beautiful women are holding musical instruments, enjoying themselves.
At the end of the sight is a soft couch.
A scarlet robe, the color of blood, gives people an extremely dangerous feeling.
That was a man.
He is not very old, about the same age as Nangong Liuyun.
He lay on his side on the couch, one hand supporting his ear, the hem of his blood-red brocade robe hanging down to the edge of the couch, as if the entire couch was dyed red with blood.
He raised his hand, and crystal white petals fell like cherry blossoms on his palm, body, and brow.
He looked up into the air, his gaze blank, as if immersed in his own world, his whole body exuding a cold loneliness.
Even if the door was opened, even if someone came in, even if that person was looking at him with scrutiny, he was still immersed in his own world, motionless.
Su Luo looked at the young man in the blood-red robe.
The first feeling was that this person was extremely dangerous.
The second feeling is that this person must be very lonely.
The young man came out of his world at some point. He raised his eyes and glanced at Su Luo briefly. His gaze was as indifferent as the cherry blossoms in March, as if in his eyes, Su Luo was just a small cherry petal.
"Who are you?" Su Luo frowned slightly, wondering if she had found the wrong person. Was Murong Mo actually lying to her?
"Are you the stupid girl who was deceived by the little girl from the Murong family?" The young man in red in front of her spoke. He spoke slowly, lazily and evilly, and his upturned phoenix eyes glanced at Su Luo slightly.
Su Luo snorted softly: "Where's Murong Mo?"
"Of course I'm here." Murong Mo lifted the curtain and walked out. She was not the only one coming out. There were also Murong Zeyu, Tang Yalan, and the people Su Luo had met at Murong's house.
However, people close to Nangong Liuyun didn’t know about it, such as Chu San, Ning Tianhao, and Lin Ruoyu.
Su Luo looked at the group of young men and women filing out and frowned slightly. What did this mean? And Tang Yalan.
Su Luo rolled her eyes at her unhappily.
Tang Yalan had already rushed towards Su Luo and took her arm: "Sister Su, you are here. They all said you would come, but I didn't believe it."
Su Luo's eyes were slightly cold: "Don't you know why I came?"
Tang Yalan shook her head innocently.
Su Luo's gaze fell on Murong Mo, and Murong Mo looked at Su Luo with a smile on his face.
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