While the spring breeze is gradually rising on Dyefang Street, autumn has entered early in the deep alleys of Tianshui Bridge.
The lights in the deep courtyard had long been turned off, with only one light still burning in the back house. The words of two women came from the window:
"You, you! I usually think you are pretty good, and you act like a leader. Why are you so unsatisfactory today? People have come to the gate to attack you, and you are so surprised.
Let me go..."
"Jingtang has been drugged..."
"What's wrong with being drugged? Why don't you just cook the rice from raw rice to cooked rice? When I wake up tomorrow, I won't be completely devoted to you?"
"Alas, they are all gone..."
"That shrewd girl is probably making love to Jingtang. After talking sweetly, Jingtang may be spoiling her more..."
"I know, I'm going back to my room..."
…
Squeak——
The door opens and closes again.
Pei Xiangjun held the door with both hands and pondered for a long time before turning around and walking out of the eaves, looking at the silver moon in the sky that was obscured by the remaining clouds:
"well……"
I have lived in this house for many years, and since my eldest brother passed away, I have only been left with a heavy burden on my shoulders, which makes me breathless.
I devoted myself to practicing martial arts, hoping that God would open his eyes and give me a chance to prop up the crumbling Pei family and Honghua House. However, as a daughter, no matter how high my martial arts skills are, how tough my wrist is, I was still confident at first.
It was full, but in the end, I just watched helplessly as this deep mansion withered day by day.
On that day in early April, a group of escorts who came from afar entered Tianshui Bridge, and the black-robed young man at the head also came into view that day.
From that day on, the burden on my shoulders seemed to be gone. The clouds cleared and the sun shone in the gloomy courtyard again. Every flower was full of vitality, exuding a different beauty from the past.
Honghualou and the Pei family need Jingtang, Pei Xiangjun has always thought so in his heart, and his kindness to Jingtang seems to be based on the situation and interests.
But today, I was brutally beaten by the leader's wife and left in shock. I guess what the two of them are doing now, why do I feel so sad in my heart...
If Jingtang had not been allowed to leave just now, he would feel much better now. The one who is feeling sad alone should be the leader's wife...
He didn't come in because he didn't want to offend her. He had already seen it. How could he run away...
Pei Xiangjun looked at the moonlight in the sky and stood alone for an unknown amount of time. He wanted to get up and go to Ranfang Street to have a look, but he finally returned to his courtyard and sat alone in front of the show bed. He looked at the empty room and sighed...
…
…
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On the other side, Dongzheng Street.
The lights of the cloth store that suffered from the disaster were on, and some shop workers were collecting broken wood and rubble on the street.
At the intersection of the street, parked was a luxurious chariot driven by horses.
The big, fluffy bird lay paralyzed in the carriage with its wings spread out and its claws facing the sky, looking like it was dying. The maid didn't want to move as the maid brought the freshly cut meat strips to her mouth.
More than a dozen black yamen chief arresters stood in front of the carriage, looking ashamed and standing quietly with their heads bowed.
The indifferent Dongfang Benben stood outside the carriage wearing a silver python robe, holding a black iron mace in his hand, with a rather majestic expression on his face, and was summarizing today's work:
"The Night Terror Hall has found the murderer, and even lent you a bird to find the murderer's hiding place. The result is great. I personally led the team, and you numbered more than 20 people arrested three of them. From the beginning to the end, there was no trace of anyone.
I didn't find Ye Jingtang, who finally recovered from his injuries. He stopped me on the way home. Tell me, how will I go to see Ye Jingtang tomorrow? You guys bumped into each other in the Yamen. How embarrassed are you to talk to them?
"
She Long knew that Prince Jing, who had personally conquered but failed to accomplish anything, would be furious and said in shame:
"Young Master Ye's methods are indeed overbearing. We are also at a disadvantage because we cannot understand Snow Eagle's signals..."
"Without an eagle to lead the way, you won't be able to chase people? You said Xu Bailin is amazing, what is this?"
Dongfang Liren raised the captured green steel mace:
"The green steel mace, the weapon that Xu Bailin has carried with him for decades, the weapon that has interrupted many officers and police officers, is now in my hands. Could it be that Xu Bailin and Ye Jingtang met each other in the world to speculate on each other, and gave it to Ye Jingtang
of?"
"..."
Many black yamen chiefs were speechless, bowing their heads in silence.
Dongfang Liren swore to Ye Jingtang that the murderer's matter would be left to her. As a result, she had so many experts with amazing annual salaries. He took her around the city twice, and finally Ye Jingtang took care of it. She felt really at ease.
Very angry.
In the eyes of the dignitaries, isn't she a stupid prince who embroiders pillows?
After complaining outside the carriage for a moment, Dongfang Licai slowly suppressed his emotions and asked the chief to continue searching, and looked at She Long:
"You said Night Terror Hall was injured?"
She Long responded respectfully: "The sleeves of the robe were torn and both arms were bruised. It must have been injured when using a knife. Well... Mr. Ye's wife took him home for treatment."
Dongfang Liren glanced at the sky. It was already past midnight, so it seemed wrong to bother him again.
But when he had a head-on encounter with Xu Bailin, the battle scars on the street were so exaggerated. If he was hit twice, there would definitely be a lot of minor injuries.
And the birds are still here...
Dongfang Liren hesitated for a moment, then let the carriage arrive at the intersection of Ranfang Street, then picked up the exhausted Niaoniao and got off the carriage.
Dyefang Street was under construction, and it was impossible for carriages to enter. It was already dark, and Dongfang Liren was afraid of disturbing Ye Jingtang who was already resting, so he only took his guard Meng Jiao with him.
Dongfang Liren carefully walked through the bumpy streets, still comforting the sleepy bird on his shoulder:
"You performed well today. Tell me what kind of large birdcage you want, and I will send a craftsman to make it custom-made tomorrow."
"Gu?"
Niaoniao turned his head and looked towards the street, ignoring the heartless fat-headed snake.
Dongfang Liren raised his hand and rubbed the bird. Just as he turned into Shuanggui Lane, the white-haired old woman behind him raised his hand to block the way:
"Uh... Your Highness, you'd better go back. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for Young Master Ye."
Dongfang Liren was stunned for a moment. Just as he was confused, he suddenly heard a woman crying faintly from deep in the dark alley:
"Woo~~Woo..."
Niaoniao also raised his head at this time, tilted his head in confusion, and then hurriedly wanted to run back to see if Sister Little Watermelon had been beaten.
Dongfang Liren held Niaoniao down, his heart full of doubts:
A family from Ye Jingtang lives in this place, how could a woman cry...
Is it possible that the Night Terror Hall is beating women? Impossible...
Or Night Terror Hall has died...
Dongfang Liren's face changed slightly when he thought of this.
The white-haired old woman saw that Prince Jing was thinking wrongly and explained tactfully:
"Your Highness, when the sun rises and the sun sets, you work and breathe. This is the time for couples to strengthen their relationship..."
While he was talking, a relatively clear sound came from deep in the silent alleyway.
"Hmm~!..."
Her voice was full of tears and complaints, and it sounded like she was being punished, but she felt wronged and scared, but not resentful, and she looked very shy...
!!
Dongfang Liren's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his noble and majestic cheeks turned into red apples in an instant. He held down the curious bird and turned around:
"This pervert..."
The white-haired old woman had no choice but to persuade her: "Your Highness, please calm down. This is human nature at home. It is not appropriate to scold Young Master Ye."
Dongfang Liren blinked and felt that it was right. She sneaked to the house of Ye Jingtang in the middle of the night to listen to Qianggen. She was the one who offended him.
Dongfang Liren rubbed Niaoniao and wanted to run away quickly, but suddenly he remembered Mrs. Wang's words - ordinary women can't resist it, but this girl can't do it at a glance...
She won't be killed, right?!
Dongfang Liren was afraid that something might happen to the ignorant night terror hall, so he stood there and listened carefully.
??
The white-haired old woman secretly knew that Prince Jing had not left the cabinet, and was curious about this kind of thing. She stood there with helpless eyes.
There was only one house in the entire block, and it was late at night, so even the slightest movement could be heard far away in the darkness.
Dongfang Liren covered Niaoniao's head, while he pricked up his ears and used the "Tianhe Knife" technique to sense the movement in the alley.
Not to mention, I can actually faintly hear intermittent words:
"Sit up and move your waist..."
"I...I won't..."
"It's very simple, hold your hand on my chest..."
…
Dongfang Liren secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Jingtang's gentle voice.
At the same time, I also recalled a painting in "Tears of a Chivalrous Woman", which was probably a woman riding a horse...
This girl is so stupid, she still takes a long time to teach...
Hearing the movement inside made everyone blush, Dongfang Liren did not dare to stay for a long time, suppressed his chaotic mind, and walked out of Ranfang Street quietly...
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呲~~
The fire was lit, the red candles were lit, and the dim light illuminated every corner of the room again, making the room a little more charming than before.
The cyan skirt and tattered black robe fell to the ground. Benben's thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket was placed at the end of the bed, with a small coat embroidered with an empty mountain and full moon draped over it.
The moon-white thin quilt was unfolded and covered on the bed. Because it was a single bed, it was not wide, so the two of them could only stick together tightly.
Ye Jingtang leaned on the pillow, the bruises on his arms had faded a lot, and his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were quite bright under the candlelight, reflecting the woman's snowy back and hair as white as mutton fat.
Luo Ning's face was cold and dusty, with a bit of blush. She held the thin quilt with one hand, lit the candlestick, and then leaned back to the back of the bed, resting her head on Ye Jingtang's shoulder, and put a square of her head dyed with plum blossom prints on her head.
He folded the white handkerchief and held it in his hand, looking at the tiles on the roof in silence.
Ye Jingtang put his hands on his waist and turned Luo Ning over to face him:
"What are you thinking about?"
Luo Ning moved her lips, trying to make an expression of grief and indignation like that of a "humiliated chivalrous woman", but she was unable to do so, so she looked away and said:
"You should forget what happened today at dawn, otherwise Xue Baijin will know that I am outside..."
?
Ye Jingtang smiled and said: "How do you say I am like stealing someone's wife?"
"It was originally..."
Luo Ning wanted to get up and draw a clear line with this little thief, but hesitated for a moment and did not move. Instead, she used her hands under the thin quilt to search around Ye Jingtang's body. When she touched something, she shrunk again as if she was electrocuted.
Went back.
There was something strange in Ye Jingtang's eyes, and his hand slid down his lower back to the big moon:
"You can touch it if you want, I don't mind."
Luo Ning's eyes were complicated and she whispered:
"Biekou Huahua. Why...why isn't this medicine cured?"
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he turned sideways:
"Nvxia Luo also feels this way?"
"..."
Luo Ning was fine just now, but after resting for only half a quarter of an hour, she found that her cheeks were getting hot again. She frowned and said:
"It doesn't make sense, I...I just..."
All cried.
Ye Jingtang thought for a moment and explained:
"Well... this should be something to add to the fun, so what... we both still have energy, so naturally we will be full of energy..."
Luo Ning frowned and glanced at Ye Jingtang:
"You mean, you have to work hard until you're bored?"
Ye Jingtang knew that Luo Nuxia had worked very hard and thought about it:
"I can bear it, and I can rest now. I just don't know if Nuxia Luo will be unable to get up or down."
Luo Ning's eyes flashed: "Little thief, I could have suppressed the medicine's strength. Well...since I have helped you, I have to help you to the end. If you feel uncomfortable..."
Ye Jingtang understood the meaning and nodded gently: "Nvxia Luo is fine if she doesn't say it, but I feel a little uncomfortable once she does."
Luo Ning bit her lower lip lightly, and when she saw Ye Jingtang coming closer, she tried her best to look like she was being humiliated, and slowly released her hands holding the thin quilt...