C7 An jing courtyard

The night was still dark without the moon, and after the first hour the wind had begun to blow again.

But the sky was softer tonight than it had been the night before. The stars in the sky stuck their little heads out and peeped mischievously at the ground. It was as if something fun had happened.

If one could really look down from a star-like angle, one would be able to discover something interesting that would make one's eyes light up.

Soul Nation's Imperial City was very prosperous, but because King Hun Aotian valued security so much, he enforced the curfew very strictly.

Although it was still dark, there were no longer people on the street. In the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn on the empty road, a patrol of soldiers would appear. Then it was empty.

This didn't mean that the people of Soul Nation lived a unhappy life. From the looks of things, they lived a wealthy life. They were already used to living in seclusion after the sun went down.

Although this habit made the night life of Soul Nation very sparse, it wasn't particularly beneficial to economic growth. However, as far as the security situation was concerned, the results were still satisfactory. Family disputes due to late return have been significantly reduced, and beatings due to alcohol consumption have rarely occurred. Soul Nation, this country with a warm atmosphere, was in a part of the country, especially near the Imperial City. It could really be said that he wouldn't be able to close his doors at night.

Tranquility Courtyard was the biggest inn in Imperial City.

The size of the courtyard was inseparable from its special position. Soul Nation was a closed off country, ordinary people had no chance to go abroad. However, since it was a country, trade could be sealed off. However, political matters still needed to be done through mutual ventilation.

Furthermore, this was the capital of a kingdom. Furthermore, this kingdom was one of the three Duchies within the empire and had the right to receive tributes from thousands of Small States. Therefore, there were still a lot of foreign envoys who came to pay tribute to him every year.

There were tens of thousands of Blood Jade Dynasty s present, and it was inevitable that some of these countries would stumble over this, or some might take advantage of this opportunity to discuss secrets with each other. So the envoys' yards are set far apart.

Although the quiet courtyard was inhabited by the political leaders of all the empires in the empire, the patrolling density of the guards was far less than that of the other areas.

This was because those who were able to be envoys and envoys were all very accomplished in their cultivation. It was impossible for ordinary people to hurt them.

People who could harm them often took into account the majesty of Soul Nation. If there really were people that could injure them and barge in without regard for the consequences, then these people weren't people that ordinary guards could deal with.

Therefore, the people who lived in Serenity Courtyard were very peaceful and no one would disturb them.

When Hun Jingtian was young, he had heard of the name An Ran Courtyard. Back then, he had even come to this courtyard with the Royal Father. However, he was too young at the time, so he should have been in his mother's embrace once. He had a slight impression of her.

After that, for more than ten years, it was rare for anyone to even hear this name, let alone come here.

Thus, when he stood in front of the door of a villa, he did not know where he was.

After they had finally landed on the ground, Hun Jingtian rubbed his head that had become a paste the entire time.

He remembered that in the courtyard of the woodshed, the black clothed man had asked him to spread his arms wide, and so he did as he was told. Then, the man in black actually picked him up and carried him to the roof with a tap of his feet.

Hun Jingtian could not help but let out a shout of praise.

Maybe it was because of the cheers, the black clothed man did not let go of him.

The firewood house was located at the very back of patriarch Palace, and it was following the black-clothed man's jump. They flew out of the woodshed's courtyard and out of the patriarch's manor walls. Even so, the black clothed man had no intention of stopping.

He continued to carry Hun Jingtian and flew higher and higher. Finally, he decided to leave on top of the tree. At first, each jump was only three to five meters, but later. With one leap, he could actually glide in the air for a hundred and eighty meters without falling down, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

At first, Hun Jingtian was just looking around curiously, but after hearing the wind blowing past his ears, the scenery in front of him quickly retreated, and his head began to spin.

He could no longer judge the level of the black clothed man's cultivation. He also did not want to resist because the black clothed man had never hurt him. Instead, he treated him very well.

Moreover, leaving that cold and detached patriarch Palace might be a good thing for him. Fly, it's best never to stop.

In a daze, he felt the man in black touch the cloak he was wearing, then a hat on his head. "It turns out that there was a hat attached to the cloak. What a human design.

Hun Jingtian suddenly noticed a group of guards floating past his feet. Oh no, was he about to be discovered?

He was overthinking it. Although the two of them flew close to the guard's head, the guard did not seem to notice them. Or perhaps it was too cold, and the guards were too intent on resisting the cold to move forward.

"If the guards can't discover us, then what am I worried about?" Hun Jingtian murmured to himself silently.

He felt the black clothed man that was tightly holding his body tremble slightly. He should have also heard what he said. He was probably laughing to himself again.

"Smile. You fly slowly, I'll rest for a while." Hun Jingtian whispered again, he knew that the black-robed man could hear him.

Sure enough, the black-clothed man's arm that was originally holding Hun Jingtian's arm changed positions. He hugged Hun Jingtian tightly and even used his fingers to lightly press on Hun Jingtian's chest. That means, take a break, you're tired too.

Hun Jingtian nodded his head, taking the opportunity to fall into the black-clothed man's embrace, his head resting lightly on the black-clothed man's shoulder.

"His shoulders are so narrow, but so soft. Where was my back? Oh! It should be his chest. I wonder what was in his arms. It was bulging and soft. " Hun Jingtian closed his eyes and cuddled up in the arms of the black clothed man, indulging in his fantasy. Slowly, he fell asleep.

In his dreams, he seemed to be dreaming of his mother, whose face he could not see clearly. But he could feel himself being embraced by his mother. The fragrance was intoxicating, refreshing, and he could feel the hunger pangs.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt the black clothed man gently twist his armpit. The slight pain caused him to wake up from his unreal dream.

"Muhou." He suddenly opened his eyes, trying to find his mother, but all he could see was the black mask of the man in black.

The mask was not pretty at all. It was pitch black. Without eyes, nose, and mouth, it was like a black eggshell on his face. No one knew how he had seen the world outside the mask.

However, it was this black eggshell that gave off a shocking feeling of warmth and closeness. It was as if his past and present lives were destined to be filled with an unforgettable story between him and the owner of this black eggshell.

He tried his best to control the inertia and sway of his body, and he started to observe his surroundings.

Although this courtyard wasn't very large, it was completely reasonable in its layout and it was well-dressed.

There were many coniferous trees planted around the courtyard. Trees such as pine and cypress were evergreen all the time. It was already late autumn, and the willow leaves had long since disappeared. This needle-like green was probably the only color that could adorn the world.

There was a small pavilion to the east of the center of the courtyard. On a sunny day, drinking tea and reciting poems in this pavilion was a very elegant thing to do.

As for the house in front of him, it was even more exquisite. The layout of the two-story building sits north to south, lighting up well. The eaves were carved with vivid little animals that stood, walked, flew, or hopped as if they were real.

There was some rare glazed window paper attached to the window. This kind of paper was very resilient and would not easily break. The surface was smooth and the transmittance was good. What was even weirder was that if one were to look from the outside, they would not be able to see anything in the fog. But if you looked out of the house, everything was clearly visible.

I heard that this kind of paper is extremely rare, and only the Jin Kingdom has this. Rare items were priceless, and ordinary citizens would definitely not be able to afford such a luxury item. Even the common rich families sighed.

When he was young, Hun Jingtian was no stranger to him. However, ever since he had been kicked out of the palace, he could only stay in the firewood house of patriarch Palace. It had been a long time since he had seen this sort of paper.

The light in the room shone through the glass window, extremely bright. Hun Jingtian knew that this was the light of the sunlight lamp.

The day light was also a special item for noble kings and nobles. The lampshade was made of glazed window paper, and within the lampshade were more than a hundred small flying insects. These insects absorb sunlight during the day, and at night or in the dark, their bodies shimmer. The flies are called sunflies, and they leave the towers in groups in the lampshade. They leave the lamps in the sun during the day, and they can be used at night to light them up. Sunflies do not need to be fed. They live by the sun for a year or two.

Just from these two points alone, Hun Jingtian could see how luxurious An Ran was, and from these few points, Hun Jingtian knew where he was.

Jing Tian was very confused. Why did this black-clothed man bring him to the Serenity Courtyard? Could it be that he planned to assassinate the foreign envoy that was living in the courtyard?

The black clothed man seemed to be able to see the doubt in his heart. He confidently walked to the door and pushed it open.

Standing at the door, he gestured a 'please' to Hun Jingtian.

Things had already come to this point. No matter what happened, he could only take things one step at a time. Hun Jingtian was not a bashful person, he raised his leg and walked into the house.

As he walked into the room, he could smell the familiar scent of orchids. More importantly, there was even the smell of meat mixed in with the fragrance.

The starving Jing Tian turned his head and saw that there was another room in the house. The smell of meat seemed to have come from that room. Judging by the remnants of his childhood experience, he could tell at a glance that the room was a dining room, and that there was delicious food in there.

If he was in his own home right now, he would rush in without hesitation and start a massacre while wolfing down his food.

However, the current situation did not allow him to do this. After all, the situation had yet to be clarified. Who was the owner of this room?

Only when he talked about his master did he notice. Ever since they entered the room, there had been quite a lot of commotion. However, in such a large room, there still wasn't a single person. Could it be that there weren't any people living in this house?

However, when he thought about the light in the room and the food in the restaurant, Hun Jingtian concluded that this house must have a master, and that the master was still here not long ago.

"Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and go eat. Aren't you hungry? " A coquettish voice came from behind.

Jing Tian turned around and said with a mischievous smile, "So you really are a girl. It seems that I wasn't mistaken. But I didn't expect you to talk. I thought you were dumb. "