Chapter 188 The Man Wearing the Mask

three years ago--

In the middle of the night, there were several barks in the mountains.

It was summer, and the room in the small earth hut was narrow and damp. There were old lamps on the wooden table, and books were piled in the corners.

Yun Ci was lying on the bed sleeping peacefully, under the moonlight, her skin was glowing with white light, her broken hair covered her beautiful eyebrows, her nose was pretty, her pink lips were slightly raised, and she was holding a palm fan in her hand, covering her stomach. Breathing up and down.

With a creak, the window was suddenly pushed open.

Yun Ci suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the knife subconsciously, and in the darkness, he saw a strange woman standing beside the bed.

"you…"

Before she could speak, the woman suddenly covered her mouth and nose.

A choking odor hits.

In an instant, she lost consciousness.

So hot…

It's like being roasted on a charcoal fire.

Yun Ci woke up faintly, the strong sunlight stabbed her eyes sore, her mouth was dry, and even the sweat evaporated, and she stood up with her arms.

Looking around, there is yellow sand everywhere, and the dunes are undulating, as if they are in a golden ocean, surrounded by dead branches, like whitened bones, which look hideous and terrifying.

Obviously, this is a desert.

What about that strange woman?

Suddenly, with the sound of hoofs, a group of people galloped on horses in the distance, setting off a cloud of sand.

The horses stopped in front of her.

Yun Ci raised his head, only to feel dizzy for a while. In the hazy vision, he saw the man on the horse wearing a mask, with only one pair of eyes showing. His pupils were sharp and cold, like dipped in blood, and the tear moles under his eyelids were particularly coquettish.

The man turned over and dismounted, and took her into his arms fiercely, his eyes were full of crazy joy, his eyes were almost dyed red, and even his voice was shaking.

"Aci..."

Before Yun Ci could react, he fainted in his arms.

When she woke up again, she sat up suddenly, dizzy.

My thoughts slowly returned, and only then did I realize that I was no longer in the desert.

Beneath him is a large bed, covered with soft velvet, the delicate sheets are silky, the windows are half-closed, and the layers of gauze sway in the wind.

Yun Ci lifted the veil, turned over and got out of bed, stepping on the carpet with bare feet.

Above the head is a crystal chandelier, delicate roses are placed on the fragrant wood table, and the finely carved closets are full of beautiful handicrafts.

The room is very ornately furnished.

Yun Ci was changed into a pure white silk nightdress, inlaid with lace, and the supple skirt kept hanging down to the ground.

Opening the door, what came into view was a deep corridor.

She lifted her skirt and ran to the end of the corridor, the brown walls on both sides covered with picture frames.

Running to the end is a winding staircase that winds down.

Even the steps are covered with plush carpets.

Yun Ci ran down the stairs, as if it would never end, and the skirt behind him fluttered like a blooming white rose.

When turning a corner, he bumped into a figure.

Yun Ci staggered back two steps and took a closer look.

It was the man who rescued her in the desert.

The man was wearing a black shirt, the button of the neckline was unbuttoned, revealing his sexy collarbone. He still wore a mask on his face, but his eyes were very beautiful.

"You saved me? Thank you..."

As soon as the words fell, the man came to her with a long superior leg, and with a wave of his long arm, he directly slapped her up and hugged her.

She finally ran down, and the man carried her back to the room and placed her on the bed softly.

Immediately afterwards, the man pressed his body over, wrapped her tightly in his arms, stretched out a hand, stroked Yun Ci's cheek with his fingertips, and looked into her eyes, filled with joy, excitement and sorrow, And endless love.