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The handwriting on the letter is scrawled.
The person who wrote the letter probably wrote it in a state of emergency.
It rained continuously at night and the mountain wind howled.
As the lanterns on the verandah were wet and blown out one by one, the darkness was like a ghost, gradually encroaching into every corner. Even the noisy banquet in the distance became fainter, making people even more uneasy.
"Brother Xiao, why don't we call Nan Xiaowu tomorrow and leave the sword pavilion for now? Although my master is generous, he is still very loyal to me. If he says something happens, something will happen."
Xiao Yi said nothing.
The rainwater that splashed into the verandah wetted the train of his robe and stained it a dark color.
After a long while, he took Jiang Suihan's paper umbrella and said, "I'm going to Jueyuan Temple. You stay well in the Jiang family, and be sure to take good care of Ning Wanzhou and Nan Baozhu, and don't allow them to go out to cause trouble."
Jiang Suihan nodded solemnly.
He watched Xiao Yi leave and was about to turn back to the house when he bumped into Ning Wanzhou.
He hurriedly stroked his chest, took a few steps back, and cursed: "You didn't make a sound even when you came. Do you want to scare me to death?!"
"It's so late, where is Xiao Yi going?"
Ning Wanzhou asked.
"Go to Jueyuan Temple to find Nan Xiaowu, where else can we go."
Ning Wanzhou pursed her pale pink lips, "It's already late at night"
"You just have to go late at night. This is the true nature of a hero."
"Mr. Jiang, you are using words indiscriminately again."
"A hero's true color is yours to taste, and you taste it carefully."
Ning Wanzhou remained silent.
After a while, he said: "When I just came over, I heard you guys talking about the sword pavilion. Is the sword pavilion in danger? Xiao Yi's trip to the sword pavilion is probably not just to protect Nan Baoyi, right?"
"Children, even if I tell you, you won't understand." Jiang Suihan shook his folding fan, "Go to bed quickly. Children who go to bed early will tend to grow taller."
Ning Wanzhou said sternly: "I am not a child. This trip is to get rid of the reputation of my parents and establish my own career. I hope that when I get there, others will point to me and say, look, that's a famous one." Mr. Ning. Instead, look, that is the young master of Zhen Guo Gongfu."
The young man is smeared with makeup and powder, and his skirt is exquisite.
Although he is only thirteen years old, he has a heroic look on his face and his words are very resounding.
Jiang Suihan looked solemn.
Just as he was about to encourage him, Nan Baozhu came over holding his skirt.
She saluted Jiang Suihanfu and gently tugged on Ning Wanzhou's sleeves, "Wanwan, a man and a woman alone, how can you stand in such a dark place with Magic Doctor Jiang? If word spreads, you will have a bad reputation. Let's go back to the house and go to bed, I want you to bathe me."
He held Nan Baozhu's little hand affectionately and said softly: "Sister, I blame Divine Doctor Jiang for insisting on talking to me. I don't know, but I thought he wanted to be scornful of me. Let's go back to the house, I will take care of my sister. Take a shower."
The master and the servant walked away in a jittery manner.
Jiang Suihan: ""
What about establishing the merits you promised?
How come it was built in the little girl¡¯s boudoir?
¡°Also, when did he start to treat him lightly? !
Jiang Suihan pulled out his hair in annoyance and looked at the rainy curtain again.
He felt uneasy.
¡°This trip to Jiange, I just hope that Brother Xiao and Nan Xiaowu will be safe and sound
Nan Baoyi rejected the old woman's proposal to leave Jiange County.
She helped comfort the group of children before coming out of the Zhuqi Fan.
As soon as he closed the door, he turned around and bumped into someone.
It¡¯s Gu Chongshan.
Wearing a navy blue robe embroidered with gold sea patterns, and black boots with a layer of water stains on the ground, she stood outside the door for a long time.
Nan Baoyi was angry, "You are nine thousand years old, how come you still listen to people eavesdropping on corners?"
"I heard a child crying at night, so I looked for it." Gu Chongshan stared at Nan Baoyi, "I am very curious, how can you and that woman be destined for each other?"
Nan Baoyi doesn¡¯t understand either.
It was the first time she came back to Jueyuan Temple. She was a stranger to her. How could she become a destined person?
"Perhaps I was born beautiful, and she felt happy when she saw me, so she recognized me as a destined person." Nan Baoyi muttered, "It doesn't matter, the key is that there are more than a dozen children hidden in the house, and all of them have lost their mother inexplicably. .?It is very thought-provoking that despite such a big case, there has been no movement in Jiange County. "
The wind and rain are fierce.
All the lights in the verandah were blown out, leaving only the lamp in Gu Chongshan's hand.
Nan Baoyi walked to the verandah.
She stretched out her hand to touch the cold rain and whispered: "I heard the mountain wind howling, like resentment, admiration, and weeping. It was like ghosts trapped deep in the mountains trying to escape, like thousands of souls accusing them. InjusticeNine thousand years old, it is really unsettling to be in such a miserable and rainy night."
Gu Chongshan looked at her.
The little girl¡¯s back is graceful and her dark crimson cloak is flying.
Three thousand black hair is simply tied with a red rope. Her side face is fair and delicate, and her red phoenix eyes are hooked inwards and outwards, like the dragon girl holding sea shells in the palace mural.
But she also knew clearly that she was a canary raised by Xiao Yi.
What should you do if you encounter a canary baby in miserable weather?
He raised his red lips and suddenly said: "I think Miss Nan won't be able to sleep tonight. Why don't I, the governor, take you somewhere?"
Nan Baoyi watched the rain falling all over the sky.
What Gu Chongshan cares about must be unusual.
She looked back with a sweet smile: "Okay."
The place Gu Chongshan wanted to take her to was actually the cliff of Jianmen Mountain.
Standing on the towering cliff, you can clearly overlook the lights of the entire Jiange County.
Looking down, there is a faint lacquer rope hanging on the cliff, and an ancient plank road winds along the cliff to the dark distance on a rainy night.
Nan Baoyi holds a paper umbrella.
The sound of rain was overwhelming all around, and the shadows of the black trees were whirling like ghosts.
She whispered: "What did Jiu Qiansui bring me here to see?"
"I'm thinking, if I push you down from here, will the Marquis of Jingxi know about it and will he be angry?"
The big palm was pressed against Nan Baoyi's back, feeling cool and refreshing.
Nan Baoyi didn't care, "The governor has thousands of ways to kill people invisible, and he won't go to all the trouble to ask the eunuch to carry me up the mountain and then kill me."
"Miss Nan seems to understand me very well."
From the habit of drinking, to gambling with him, to this stormy night
Nan Baoyi gave him the feeling that she had been with him for a long time.
"The governor has misunderstood." Nan Baoyi explained calmly, "I usually serve my brother. The governor and my brother have similar temperaments, so I can reluctantly agree with you."
As he said this, he felt very contemptuous in his heart.
The so-called similar temperaments are just that Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan are both perverted.
She often feels that she is not perverted enough to fit in with them.
Gu Chongshan chuckled twice.
He stared at the plank road with interest, "Look."
It just so happened that a bolt of lightning suddenly lit up, zigzagging across the sky, as if tearing through the night.
The sky and the earth are bright.
Nan Baoyi looked at the end of the plank road, and countless soldiers were coming on horseback.
The flags burned by the fire fluttered in the rain, and the rusty and broken armor was extremely cold.
Their faces were pale, with faint marks visible, like those on a dead person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com