Lin Sishen took a step back and avoided Meng Yange's hand, frowned and asked in confusion: "What, can you be in a hurry to leave the city?"

"I'm rushing to go out of the city to do something." Meng Yange wrapped his hands around his chest, narrowed his long peach blossom eyes and stared at Lin Sishen for a while. Seeing that she seemed very hesitant, he chuckled and said, "Young Master Lin, you want me to help you send a message for you. I can't see it without any sincerity. I'll do it for you for no reason."

Lin Sishen could have heard what she said. If she wanted Meng Yange to help deliver the message, she would have to agree to take Meng Yange out of the city today.

Last time, Li Luo had a conflict with the aliens and killed several of their people. It was obvious that Li Luo could not handle the message. The aliens were particularly vigilant against people of unknown origin. If they wanted to build a bridge of communication, they had to use their people.

Meng Yange is the best candidate, and there is no choice but to be her, Lin Sishen.

After thinking a few times, Lin Sishen sighed lightly and had to agree. She shook her sleeves and said helplessly: "Well, at the alley at the westernmost side of the market, I will stop the carriage later. When there is no one around, you get on the car again."

Meng Yange snorted with satisfaction and bowed, "Thank you, young lady, Mr. Lin."

Lin Sishen shook her head gently, and as she watched Meng Yange jump and disappear in front of her, she sighed helplessly and walked out of the alley.

Mo Zhu was still standing where Lin Sishen left and looking around. Seeing her coming out of the alley, she waved.

Lin Sishen walked over slowly, turned his eyes and took her onto the carriage.

When the carriage arrived at the alley at the westmost alley of the market, Lin Sishen ordered the coachman to stop at the alley. She lifted the curtain and glanced out. After a while, Meng Yange saw that no one was paying attention, she flicked the carriage.

Lin Sishen had already greeted Mo Zhu, and a friend would accompany them to go out of the city.

When Meng Yange got into the car and smiled and sat down next to Lin Sishen without any hesitation, Mo Zhu couldn't help but frown.

The woman was wearing a fiery red dress and looked charming and seductive, especially her beautiful peach blossom eyes. She accidentally glanced at people and looked like she was seductive. Her soft figure and charming appearance did not look like a serious woman.

Lin Sishen also noticed that Meng Yange seemed to be a little close to her, so she moved aside without hesitation.

But after Meng Yange looked around in the carriage for a few times, he suddenly raised his hand and put it on Lin Sishen's shoulder, chuckled and joked: "It turns out that he is worthy of being the young master of the General's Mansion, even a carriage is so spacious and elegant."

Before Lin Sishen could speak, Mo Zhu frowned and said in a deep voice dissatisfied voice: "My young master is still injured. This girl should sit farther away, so she won't touch the young master's wound."

Meng Yange raised his eyebrows, looked Mo Zhu's eyes with interest, covered his lips and smiled, "Your young master is not made of porcelain, so how can he be so expensive? Could it be broken if you touch it?"

Mo Zhu looks beautiful and elegant, but her facial features are still a little childish because she is not old, but she is steady and she always speaks sternly when doing things. She dislikes Meng Yange all her dislike of her face.

Because Meng Yange responded, Mo Zhu's face immediately sank. Lin Sishen raised his eyes and looked at him, fearing that she and Meng Yange would have awkward quarrel in the carriage.

She held her forehead with a headache and turned her head to look at Meng Yange and said helplessly: "There is a difference between men and women, Miss Meng, you should sit farther."

Meng Yange obediently moved aside when she heard this, then looked at Lin Sishen with a smile and asked, "Is she your maid?"

Lin Sishen responded perfunctorily: "Well, Mo Zhu has been by my side since she was a child."

Meng Yange lowered his eyes and smiled. Her fair fingertips raised a strand of black hair on her shoulders and started playing with it. A wet mist rippled in her shimmering eyes. She said angrily, "It seems that Mr. Lin's beauty is really good, and there are all beauties around her."

Lin Sishen looked at Meng Yange sitting on his right hand, shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Are you not praising yourself?"

Meng Yange raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at Lin Sishen meaningfully, and chuckled: "So, Mr. Lin thinks I am beautiful?"

Lin Sishen's expression froze, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Mo Zhu gave Meng Yange a stern look, feeling that the woman was in front of him and was embarrassed to hook up with Lin Sishen.

Meng Yange looked at Lin Sishen without blinking, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, as if he was waiting for her to speak.

Lin Sishen coughed lightly and looked out the window, and changed the topic in time: "We should arrive at the city gate soon, so it's better for Miss Meng to keep silent for the time being."

"Yes~" Meng Yange responded with a long voice, then looked at Mo Zhu who glanced at him with a long face and looked unkind, and laughed jokingly: "If I continue to talk about it, Mr. Lin's little beauty will probably be unhappy."

Mo Zhu frowned coldly, and was extremely dissatisfied with Meng Yange's words and deeds, but she seemed to see that Lin Sishen was extremely polite to the woman, so she didn't say anything.

Lin Sishen saw Mo Zhu's face and knew that she was unhappy. She sighed lightly and said helplessly: "Meng Yange, you can't be more serious."

Meng Yange chuckled when he heard this, but still couldn't help teasing Lin Sishen: "It turns out that Mr. Lin likes serious people. No wonder I heard that the princess lady in Mr. Lin's mansion has always been serious and stern, and I don't know what fun can Mr. Lin have to get along with such a person."

Speaking of Shen Qinghua, Lin Sishen naturally remembered the shameful look of Shen Qinghua when she teased Shen Qinghua today. She lowered her eyes and smiled, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said in a low voice: "Of course there is fun."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Yange and Mo Zhu looked up at her almost at the same time, with a subtle and complex look mixed in their eyes.

Lin Sishen quickly realized that what she had just said seemed to be ambiguous. She turned her head and lifted the curtains and looked at the carriages and pedestrians entering and leaving the city gate, as if she was talking to herself: "These days, most of the people entering and leaving the city gate are fewer."

Meng Yange lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Since that happened, the city gate has been martial law. If I want to go out in the city in the sun, I will not find any chance."

Lin Sishen glanced at her as if nothing had happened and said, "You are really too uncautionary to behave today, but it's not like you usually do."

"Indeed." Meng Yange also admitted that she was a little reckless today. She reached out and touched her cuffs. Her narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly and explained in a low voice: "It's really too important for my people. I thought of stealing it quietly at night, but I was anxious and afraid that something might happen, so I couldn't help but take it away."

Meng Yange always acts at night, relying on his outstanding light skills and body skills, and occasionally goes out to investigate during the day without any action, but today is really special.

As soon as she saw the holy objects, she felt unstable. Seeing that the holy objects in the clan had been played with by others for several times, she couldn't help but step forward and snatch them.

It would be too eye-catching if the market was crowded in the daytime, she pretended to be blocked by no one around, so she wanted them to think that they could not escape, so she had no time to report to the official and then use Qinggong to escape.

But she didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway, and Lin Sishen actually appeared to relieve her.

Lin Sishen couldn't help but speak, "Actually, it's only ten taels of silver. You can just pay for it, why bother robbing it?"

Meng Yange's hand holding her sleeves tightened when she heard this. She said coldly: "This is our thing. It was obviously stolen by your people, so why should I spend money to buy it?"

Lin Sishen sighed lightly and tentatively said with a complicated expression: "But... the prince's men stole your holy objects?"

Meng Yange did not answer her questions, but looked at her with a complicated expression and whispered: "Today you will help me and send me out of the city. I owe you a favor. I will send you the letter you said, but the elder should agree to your request, but I can't control it."

Lin Sishen curled his lips and smiled, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to send me a letter."

Last time, because of the bombing of Manxianglou, people entering and leaving the city gate needed to check their identities.

The carriage slowly stopped after reaching the city gate. Lin Sishen turned his head and glanced at Meng Yange. Meng Yange leaned back and leaned back in a clear way.

The soldiers guarding the city walked over slowly. When they saw the coachman recognize him as a member of the General's Mansion, they immediately became much more respectful. They just asked casually: "Which master in the General's Mansion is the one in the carriage?"

Without waiting for the coachman to answer, Lin Sishen lifted the curtain and showed half of her face. She curled her lips and smiled and said, "I'm sorry, two soldiers. I happened to be out of the city to visit relatives today."

The soldiers didn't want to patrol the carriage of the General's Mansion, but when they saw Lin Sishen showing his face, they hurriedly bowed and bowed respectfully and said, "It turns out it's Mr. Lin."

Lin Sishen's face was the best way to go. As soon as she showed up, the soldiers guarding the city let go directly.

He left the city gate without any obstacles. After walking a little further, Lin Sishen turned his head and glanced at Meng Yange, and chuckled, "Miss Meng, you have already left the city gate."

Meng Yange stood up and asked, "Are you going to visit your relatives today?"

Lin Sishen nodded: "Yes."

Meng Yange lowered his eyes and thought about it after hearing this, and then asked again: "Are you hurt in your chest?"

Obviously, Lin Sishen was a little confused about Meng Yange's question, but she closed her head slightly and said, "Just hurt, just take a rest for a while."

Meng Yange didn't seem to be planning to leave just now, but sat next to Lin Sishen, stared at her heart and said thoughtfully: "It doesn't look like an external trauma, but it hurts the bone?"

Lin Sishen looked at her in surprise: "It's just broken two ribs."

"Oh." Meng Yange responded, then raised his hand straight to touch Lin Sishen's heart. Lin Sishen was shocked and shrank back and asked vigilantly: "You want to..."

Meng Yange saw her appearance as if she was facing a great enemy, rolled her eyes with dissatisfaction and said, "I have the ointment for the broken bones to continue. I will touch you first, why are you panic?"

Lin Sishen tidied up his clothes, coughed lightly and shook his head, "No, I'm going to bother Miss Meng."

Meng Yange looked at her with his narrow eyes, and suddenly chuckled and joked: "Why are you a big man, why are you so embarrassed like a girl?"

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and smiled and was about to speak, but Mo Zhu, who was beside him, suddenly said coldly: "My young master's injuries have always been treated by me, so I won't bother this girl."

Fortunately, Meng Yange seemed to be attracted by Mo Zhu's attention. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Zhu with a cold face, and said sarcastically with a smile: "I'm not afraid that you will not be able to cure your young master."

Seeing that someone questioned his medical skills, Mo Zhu looked at Meng Yange with a frown and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry about that."

Meng Yange rolled her hands around her chest and gently rotated her skirt, and the hem of her skirt swung a beautiful half circle under her feet as she moved. She bent her knees and leaned against Lin Sishen to sit down.

He raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, leaned his fair chin lightly on the back of his hand. After a charming smile, he blinked at Lin Sishen and exhaled like a Lan: "How can I ignore it? Mr. Lin is my benefactor, right Mr. Lin."

Lin Sishen turned sideways without hesitation and refused, "I won't bother Miss Meng to worry about this matter. Isn't there an urgent matter to do?"

"Good intentions are like donkey liver and lungs." Meng Yange saw her resisting and snorted and sat up straight, then took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and threw it into Lin Sishen's hand, stood up and said lightly: "Take out a small particle of water every day and take it. This medicine has miraculous effects on the broken bone injury. You can heal it in less than half a month."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and lifted the curtain and walked out.

Before the coachman stopped the carriage, she jumped down, slightly tapped her toes on the official road, and then rushed into the jungle beside her. Before the coachman could react, she disappeared silently in the blink of an eye.

In the carriage, Lin Sishen looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and looked at Mo Zhu helplessly. After Mo Zhu looked at her, he spread his palm helplessly and said, "Young Master, please give this medicine to me. Who knows if that woman will poison the pill."

Lin Sishen chuckled: "She won't do this."

Although she said this, she threw the porcelain bottle to Mo Zhu and asked her to accept it on her behalf.

The village where the wet nurse lives is not far from the capital. After climbing a mountain, she arrived soon. She lived in a small village with more than a dozen people, surrounded by mountains and water.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw a few big snow-white geese shaking their bodies and blocking the middle of the road. Seeing the carriage coming, I didn't let go, but instead glanced at the tall horse, spread its wings and thrust forward to peck at the horse's legs.

The coachman had no choice but to get out of the car and drive away the big geese.

Lin Sishen picked up the curtain and called Mo Zhu to get off the carriage. The two of them held the generous gifts they brought to their wet nurse, but fortunately walked over.

The wet nurse lives in a remote place, with no neighbors around, close to streams and back mountains.

A fence made of bamboo strips blocked a wooden house. From a distance, you can see that there are many green and beautiful herbs planted in the yard. Several dustpans were hung on the open space next to it, and dry herbs were dried inside.

After approaching, a woman in white clothes and tied her hair with a bun walked out of the wooden house with a medicine box on her back and bent down to the yard.

Lin Sishen's eyes lit up, he hurriedly raised his hand and waved it, calling out loudly: "Husband."

The woman turned her head when she heard the sound. On her plain and fair face, there were only a few subtle wrinkles crawling in the corners of her eyes and invisible. She looked only in her thirties and slender figure. Although she was wearing ordinary clothes, she could not hide her graceful and bookish spirit.

Seeing Lin Sishen and Mo Zhu standing outside the yard, the woman's eyes lit up and showed a surprise smile. She put down the medicine box and walked over quickly, calling out lightly: "Shen'er, Xiao Zhu, why are you here?"

As soon as he saw the woman, a bright smile appeared on Lin Sishen's face. Her eyes were as clear as the cold stars in the sky, and she was filled with joy.

As soon as Xi Qian opened the bamboo door, Lin Sishen reached out and hugged her, rubbing it on her shoulder as if she was acting coquettishly: "Husband, Shen'er misses you so much."

She chuckled and patted Lin Sishen's back, half complaining and half happy, "There are most people, they are still like children."

The fragrance of medicine on Xi Qian's body was as elegant as she remembered. Lin Sishen escaped from her arms, looked at her still young face, and chuckled: "Only in front of her wet nurse, Shen'er is the child who has not grown up."

"You." Xi Qian smiled when she heard this, raised her hand and scraped the tip of her nose, then turned to look at Mo Zhu who was standing in front of the yard and waved with a smile: "Xiao Zhu, come here quickly."

Facing Xi Qian, Mo Zhu seemed a little embarrassed. She held the wrapped cloth and gift box in her arms, moved to Xi Qian and whispered: "Auntie."

Xi Qian touched her head and chuckled with emotion: "You child has grown up too."

Mo Zhu's hand holding cloth tightened, and her lips raised slightly with her head down, her joy was not as superficial as Lin Sishen, but instead she was restrained and depressed.

Lin Sishen looked at the medicine box placed under the corridor and asked, "Does the wet nurse want to go out?"

Xi Qian nodded, turned around and put the wooden box on his back, and then said, "I almost delayed it. Someone in the village is seriously ill. Please take a look."

Lin Sishen said seriously when he heard this: "Since he is seriously ill, then the wet nurse will go and see someone for treatment first."

Xi Qian touched her face and whispered: "Shen'er, you'll be in the house later. I'll take Xiaozhu away."

Mo Zhu followed Xi Qian to see the people in the village, while Lin Sishen sat in the corridor in front of the wooden house and was stunned.

Although Xi Qian was Lin Sishen's wet nurse and was once a servant of the general's mansion, her identity was far more than that simple.

She was originally from a prominent family in Jiangnan. She had no choice but to live on the streets since she was a child. Later, she was adopted by a doctor who walked around the streets and practiced medical skills with him. Because of her talent in pharmacology, she became a very famous miracle doctor among the people at a young age.

Later, when he was young, he was alone in the world and met Liu Boyu, who was known as the world's number one swordsman at that time. After he became a disciple, he practiced swordsmanship with him. Although he was over the age of martial arts, he became a famous female swordsman because of his talent and was known as the Twin Swordsman of the Central Plains together with his disciples.

Over time, Xi Qian and Liu Boyu fell in love over time and became husband and wife despite common etiquette. After all, they were masters and apprentices. In the eyes of others, this move was to be shameless and disregard for family matters, but they ignored the criticism of outsiders and kept in love with each other.

A few years later, Liu Boyu was plotted to die in the hands of a group of swordsmen. Xi Qian, who was pregnant, was in pain when he heard the bad news. On a rainy night, he was alone wearing a black cloak, holding a sword and killing all his enemies to avenge his husband.

However, she also made many enemies because of this, and even lost her fetus in her womb on the way to escape.

By chance, General Lin and Liu Qingyun met Xi Qian who was chased by their enemies, so they rescued her and brought her back to the General's Mansion. From then on, she stayed in the General's Mansion.

She treated Lin Sishen like a daughter, as if she regarded her as her child who had passed away before she was born, and was very caring for her and loved her.

A few years after Lin Sishen was born, Xi Qian picked up an abandoned baby, which was Mo Zhu, who had a poor life experience.

When Xi Qian left the General's Mansion, she noticed that the enemy seemed to have found her traces. In order to avoid implicating General Lin and Liu Qingyun, she left and lived in seclusion in this small village.

It was getting darker, and when Xi Qian and Mo Zhu returned, Lin Sishen was still sitting in the corridor and staring at Luo Xia in the distance.

Xi Qian, who was carrying the medicine box, walked up to her, saw her looking thoughtful, and chuckled and touched her face pity and asked, "Shen'er, what are you thinking, so enchanting."

Lin Sishen looked up at Xi Qian, who was facing the beautiful and gentle face in front of him, and chuckled, "I didn't think of anything."

Xi Qian knew that she was lying to herself, but she did not expose it. Instead, she put down the medicine box and tidyed her collar and said softly: "Then let's go back to the house, and today the wet nurse will cook to give you a big table of delicious food."

In Xi Qian's wooden house, Lin Sishen no longer had the vigilance and anxiety in the general's mansion. Her happiness was really without any concealment. This was a relaxed and happy feeling that she had never had before when facing Liu Qingyun.

After dinner, Lin Sishen sat barefoot in the corridor, holding his chin and watching Xi Qian clean up the dried herbs, and Mo Zhu was sitting beside him cooking tea.

Lin Sishen's lips raised slightly. After watching for a while, she suddenly moved to Xi Qian, then hammered her shoulders and chuckled, "Husband, teach me the sword technique."

Xi Qian paused, and the smile on her face gradually faded away. She looked up at Lin Sishen, and seemed a little displeased: "You are staying well in the General's Mansion, what are you doing when you practice sword skills?"

Lin Sishen smiled and shook his head as if he was coquettish: "I don't want to learn from my father, but I have to force me to learn. You also know my father's temper. The family members in the mansion taught me some ordinary sword moves, so where can I deal with difficult opponents."

Xi Qian put down the herbs in her hand and said in a deep voice: "It's enough for you to practice your body skills."

Lin Sishen's good light skills were taught by Xi Qian when she was still in the mansion, so that she could escape when facing a strong opponent. Although Xi Qian was superb in swordsmanship, she had never taught Lin Sishen at all. She was the only one who was the most exquisite swordsman Lin Sishen had ever seen.

Not to mention Wen Xing and Li Luo, even the master of the Anyin Hall is not Li Luo's opponent.

Lin Sishen glanced at the corner of his lips with a little aggrieved and said softly: "I can't run away when I see someone, let alone when I go to the battlefield in the future, the enemy will not give me a chance to escape."

Xi Qian's face changed when she heard this: "What battlefield are you going to? Your daughter's house."

Lin Sishen chuckled and blinked, saying, "I'm married, so it's nothing strange to go to the battlefield again."

When Xi Qian heard her talk about the marriage, she frowned slightly, and then asked thoughtfully: "I went to see you on the day of your wedding. Princess Qingyang is indeed a good girl. Do she know your identity for so long?"

Lin Sishen lowered his eyes and said softly: "I don't know if she knows it."

Xi Qian looked at her hesitant look and asked, "Are you suspicious to say so?"

"Yeah." Lin Sishen nodded, her brows slightly frowned and seemed to have some doubts: "Sometimes I always feel that she seems to have noticed it, but sometimes I feel that it is not. After all, I have never ejaculated in front of her."

Xi Qian nodded when he heard this: "She is a difficult character. It's better to be an enemy of her than to make friends with her."

Lin Sishen looked at Xi Qian with some surprise: "You can even see that the wet nurse can't deal with her?"

Xi Qian's eyes flashed and she said in a deep voice: "I went to see it on the day you got married. The people in the General's Mansion, including you little fool, had never noticed me, but the only girl discovered the clues. She even wanted to sneak attack me while I was unprepared. She almost succeeded and almost forced me to show up. What surprised me even more was that she saw that she couldn't get a blow, so she led me to speak. I just said a few words and she actually guessed my identity."

Lin Sishen's face changed. She had never noticed these things before. It was not strange that she had never found any trace of her tamper's body skills. However, Chen Qinghua could only know her tamper's identity with just a few words. This is the most terrifying thing.

Seeing Lin Sishen's expression suddenly changed, Xi Qian sighed lightly and said helplessly: "Shen'er, with the intelligence of you, the person next to you, she probably really knows your identity."

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