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In the small courtyard, the rain fell deeply.
Prefect Yin stared at Han Yanliang quietly. Her face was so familiar that it awakened his memories that had been dormant for many years.
He has seen this face before.
When he was young, he went to Jinguan City. When he passed a theater, he looked up inadvertently and saw a beauty in red leaning against the carved handrail. She was charming and charming in the dusk, and she looked very similar to the girl in front of him.
If that beauty had given birth to a daughter for him, she must have been at this age, right?
Han Yanliang¡¯s killing move is too fierce.
The guards did not dare to kill her because they were afraid of killing her, so the fight was very difficult. In the end, the archers hid in the dark and shot two crossbow arrows soaked in poison at Han Yanliang and Shen Yichao.
The tiny crossbow arrows were like embroidery needles, easily piercing their skin.
Han Yanliang's figure swayed, and she only had time to stare fiercely at Yin Sinian in the distance. Before she could say harsh words, she and Shen Yichao fainted in the rain.
The guards swarmed up, pointed their swords at them, and moved out of the way, asking Yin Sinian to make a decision.
Yin Sinian walked over holding a black oil-paper umbrella.
The raindrops fell on the paper umbrella, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate. He looked down at Han Yanliang's face, unable to hear the noisy rain, and only the soft and waxy voice of the beauty humming a ballad echoed repeatedly in his ears.
His facial features are shrouded in the shadow of the paper umbrella.
He whispered: "Lock him into the dungeon."
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The next day.
The clouds dissipated, and Luoyang City finally showed its brightness in spring.
Nan Baoyi was sitting in front of the window dressing up, carefully covering the black spots under her eyes with pearl powder.
Ah Ruan leaned next to her and said in a sweet voice, "Mom, why didn't you sleep well? I slept well last night! Did Sister Pei and I crowd in and keep you awake?"
Nan Baoyi spreads peach blossom dew evenly on her cheeks.
They traveled for half a month, sleeping in the open air all the way, and finally got a bed tent, so of course the little guy slept soundly.
It¡¯s just that she saw the numerous bones under the pomegranate tree last night and had no idea what this temple was about. She couldn¡¯t sleep for the rest of the night no matter what.
She pinched Ah Ruo's cheek and said warmly: "I chose the bed, so I couldn't sleep. Go and wake up your Fourth Emperor Uncle. We have to go to the Prefect's Mansion today."
Pei Chuchu walked in from the outside holding a red paint tray.
There was a plate of pancakes and a pot of buttermilk on the tray.
She is so small that it is difficult to hold the tray.
Ah Ruo ran over diligently and offered a hand.
Pei Chuchu placed the dishes and chopsticks on the low table and said in a childish voice: "Master Nan, when I got up to study this morning, His Highness the Fourth Prince said that he had caught a cold and couldn't get up, and asked you to go to the city to get him medicine. He is very ill. , I¡¯m afraid we won¡¯t be able to go to the prefect¡¯s mansion today.¡±
Nan Baoyi wore her hair in a simple bun.
She looked inside, the curtains were drooped, and Xiao Suizheng was resting on the couch.
This guy is really unreliable. He was the one who wanted to come to Luoyang, and he was also the one who wanted to find Hetu Luoshu. But in the end, he couldn't afford to be sick and left everything to her.
The same thing happened when he was trying to win over local aristocratic families. He only used his words to come up with ideas, and she did everything else herself.
It¡¯s better to leave the shopkeeper alone.
Nan Baoyi sat in front of the short desk.
They were visiting privately incognito, the car was rented, and there were no secret guards with them. If she went out to buy medicine and left Xiao Sui, a sick man, and two little guys in the temple, she would be really uneasy.
She poured a bowl of buttermilk for each of the two little guys: "After dinner, let's go shopping in Luoyang City together. In addition to buying medicine for His Royal Highness, I will also buy you whatever you like."
The two little guys don¡¯t know anything about the world.
Because I could go out to the streets and watch the excitement, I immediately became excited, and even the biscuits in my hands tasted a little better.
When I left the temple, I happened to pass by the window of the Zen room.
Nan Baoyi saw that the auntie was still embroidering, her eyes focused and calm, but her face seemed different from yesterday, not only the left and right sides were different, but her face was also a little distorted.
She looked at the embroidered cloth in her hand.
What is embroidered is the pine and bamboo pattern, with bright colors and delicate stitching. It is Shu embroidery.
She said: "The little tune I heard my aunt singing yesterday was a ballad from Jinguancheng. Today I saw that my aunt is good at Shu embroidery. I dare to ask, are you from Jinguancheng?"
The woman raised her head and looked at her in surprise.After a long while, she said warmly: "Are you also from Jinguan City?"
Nan Baoyi nodded.
The woman asked again: "Do you know about the Spring Festival in Juguancheng?"
Nan Baoyi secretly said that not only did she know, she was also half the boss of Yulouchun.
She said calmly: "You know, I often go to Yulouchun to listen to music."
The woman was holding the needle, not knowing what she was thinking, and her expression was a little dazed.
Nan Baoyi thought she was strange, and was about to walk away with the intention of leaving early and returning early. The woman suddenly asked: "There is a wealthy businessman named Nan in Jinguan City. Have you heard of it?"
Nan Baoyi hesitated.
Who is this woman?
Even her family knew about it.
She was originally unwilling to reveal her identity, but seeing that the woman had no ill intentions, she replied: "I am the granddaughter of the Nan family. My grandmother moved the whole family to Chang'an. My husband and I traveled around the mountains and rivers leisurely and ended up in Luoyang City. Sister, how do you know my family?"
The woman didn¡¯t speak.
The dark eyes were staring at Nan Baoyi, as if trying to dig a hole in her.
She suddenly and coldly issued an eviction order: "The Nan family and I are enemies. You are not welcome here. Take your luggage and get out!"
Her attitude changed suddenly.
But Nan Baoyi still couldn't detect the malice in her eyes.
She felt even more weird. Although she wanted to leave this ghost place quickly, Xiao Sui fell ill in bed. She wanted to continue to understand this woman, so she pleaded: "My husband suddenly fell ill. How can I, a girl, take care of him and his family?" Child? Can you let me stay one more night?"
The woman glanced at the two children she was holding and reluctantly said, "I'll give you one day's grace. You must leave tomorrow."
After stepping out of the temple, Nan Baoyi looked at the temple door suspiciously.
I always feel that this woman is not chasing guests away.
Rather, it¡¯s like
Are you using another way to protect her?
She took her two little ones to buy medicine on the street, and also bought many beautiful shirts, skirts, boots, and pen and ink books.
When she returned home with a full load, she was hurriedly grabbed by a woman and dragged into the Zen room.
Nan Baoyi was holding big and small bags of things and was very puzzled: "Sister, what are you doing?"
It was dusk, and the woman's already asymmetrical face looked even weirder and ugly in the dim light. She put her index finger against Nan Baoyi's lips and whispered in a hoarse voice: "They are back early, don't go out, wait until later." No matter what noise you hear, don¡¯t go out. Don¡¯t make any noise, don¡¯t light candles, and pretend that no one is in the house, remember?¡±
Nan Baoyi was at a loss.
She wanted to ask, but the woman had already left the meditation room in a hurry.
The bamboo curtains by the window were hung low, and the door was closed from the outside.
The room fell into darkness.
Not long after, she heard noisy shouts coming from outside.
She quietly opened a corner of the bamboo curtain.
There was a group of men in short-sleeved attire and bearded men in the courtyard. Several wealthy businessmen with thin skin and tender flesh were tied up and thrown to the ground. They set up two banquet tables in the courtyard, tapping the rim of the bowl with bamboo chopsticks and shouting for wine.
The strange-looking woman came out with a wine jar and poured wine for them.
A reckless man hugged the woman, put his rough palms under her skirt, and cursed: "Thanks to us, you can live a stable life, so you have to serve us well tonight! Go and wash your face, this The ghost is so ugly!"
As he spoke, he leaned forward and kissed the woman on the lips.
The woman reached out to cover his mouth, quietly glanced in the direction of the meditation room, and covered up her embarrassment with a soft smile: "If you can't do it today, how about tomorrow? Please, it's the only time I can't do it today"
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