Chapter 3794 Listen to the story, no melon seeds, bad review! (two)
The whole house became extremely quiet and deadly.
Only the candles burning in the corner of the room occasionally made a crackling sound.
Luo Yu was surprised to find that Ye Chengfeng was leaning against the window frame and fell asleep while twisting the leaves.
He sleeps like an insecure child.
Holding his knees with his hands.
He was still holding the leaf tightly in his hand.
The night wind from outside the house blew in, blowing his thin clothes and long hair that was loosely scattered.
He looked extremely weak and lonely.
Luo Yu moved his numb hands and feet.
I couldn't help but threw a stone not far from the house.
The sleeping person inside didn't respond.
Are you really asleep?
Then if you go to kill him now, wouldn't it be easy to do it?
But what if this pervert is pretending to be asleep?
In the end, the idea of "you can't get a tiger without entering the tiger's den" prevailed.
Luo Yu quietly jumped down from the eaves of the porch and dodged into the house.
The candles in the house had long since burnt out.
At this time, the night was dark and the whole room became dark.
But the rain is a golden fairy after all.
Even with a little starlight outside the window, he could clearly see the tables and chairs in the room.
He approached Ye Chengfeng cautiously.
The wind outside the window suddenly became stronger, and the leaves and vines outside made a rustling sound.
Even a few leaves were blown in directly and landed on Ye Chengfeng.
Luo Yuhun was almost scared out of fear, and quickly ducked to the side.
However, the wind whistled for a while.
Ye Chengfeng, who was leaning against the window, showed no sign of waking up.
Luo Yu let out a long sigh of relief.
However, the frightening moment just now made him take back the idea of directly slaughtering Ye Chengfeng.
The most important thing now is to rescue the big brother.
If he didn't kill Ye Chengfeng, but instead disturbed Ye Atian and the others, wouldn't the gain outweigh the gain.
Looking at Ye Chengfeng who slept in the cold wind.
Luo Yu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and wiped his neck at him, silently making a "click" in his mouth.
Then he barked his teeth, turned around and walked into the inner room silently.
Not long after Luo Yu left, Ye Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the leaves falling on his body, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.
For the first time, a little bit of starlight lit up in those eyes that were as dark as an abyss.
...
As soon as Luo Yu approached the back room, he realized that it turned out to be a study.
No, it's more a studio than a study.
Except for the door leading to the outer room, the entire room was completely closed, and there was not even a single window.
But in the center of the room was a huanghuali wood table.
There was nothing on the table, only a huge lighting spar that reflected the entire room.
Rao Shiluoyu was anxious to find Yun Ruohan's whereabouts, but he couldn't help but be attracted by the content of the painting.
The wall to the left of the door is the first painting.
Rotating counterclockwise, there are a total of sixteen paintings hanging in the room.
These sixteen paintings actually tell a coherent story.
As the paintings came into view, I slowly understood the meaning of the paintings.
Luo Yu's heart was unknowingly moved by the story in the painting.
When I saw the last painting, I even felt an indescribable sadness and concern in my heart.
Who are the two protagonists in this painting?
Are they still alive?
"Little Highness, would you like to hear me tell you a story?"
Just as he was stunned, a familiar feminine voice suddenly came from his ear.
