465 Qu Luo Knows that the Demon Girl Saw Four Thousand Words
"Me? I won't go." The devil refused calmly, stood up, and hung up the roasted chickens one after another.
Jing Boran looked at her back and said in a hoarse voice: "But the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and we agreed to celebrate the New Year together."
The witch girl said nothing.
Jing Boran continued: "Besides, the capital city is very beautiful, especially on New Year's Eve. I heard that there will be fireworks and river lanterns. My brother is the second best, so we don't have to worry about food and accommodation. When the 15th day is over, we will
Come back again. You don’t have to feel awkward or anything, my brother is not like me who has never read books, he is very good to people."
The demon girl listened to the man's words and frowned without any trace: "Your brother..."
"What?" Jing Boran was busy talking to himself and didn't even hear the voice of the demon girl.
The demon girl shook her head and chuckled: "Nothing, I'll go with you."
Jing Boran suddenly became happy and continued to pack the New Year's goods happily, even the corners of his mouth were raised.
You have to take a car from the village to the capital. The dirt road is not easy to walk and it can be said to be a bumpy ride.
Jing Boran didn't think it was anything, probably because he was about to meet his biological brother, and everything from his eyes to his expression showed a sense of joy.
The capital city these days is nothing short of the liveliest, with people walking around in soft sedans, people selling fireworks and firecrackers everywhere, people making candy, people carrying lanterns, people walking on stilts, people playing lions, you name it.
The Huang Dynasty has never been stingy in showing off its prosperity, and the Demon Lady has known this for a long time.
Jing Boran, on the other hand, looked all the way and seemed overwhelmed.
However, the two of them didn't waste a lot of time on the street. Jing Boran wanted to see his brother as soon as possible, but he didn't know where to go. He got out of the car and asked about it, but no one looked at him seriously.
Jing Boran was worried. He originally had a good plan to give the Demon Lady a good meal after coming to the capital, but now he couldn't even find the right place.
"Your brother is the second best, right?" The demon girl looked at him and smiled softly.
Jing Boran nodded, not understanding why the Demon Lady would ask this.
The Demon Girl slowly stepped off the bullock cart: "I know how to go, come with me."
The Demon Lady has lived in the imperial city since she was a child. She is more familiar with the capital than anywhere else. There is no one she does not know about every street and alley.
Outsiders don't know that the layout of the capital is divided into different classes. Chang'an Street is the most prosperous and is home to the founding fathers and relatives of the emperor. The newly promoted top picks and second picks are usually in the West City.
With the guidance of the Demon Lady, Jing Boran quickly found the house where his younger brother lived.
The house is newly built and has just been painted. There are two stone lions at the door, which makes it full of wealth.
Jing Boran looked at the environment here with happiness in his eyes, but it was not because it looked big and comfortable, but because he was about to see his brother, and he felt happy.
The demon girl glanced at him, and a light flashed in her eyes. She didn't want to come back to the capital, but she cared a little. She was worried that the man in front of her would be disappointed.
"I, I went to knock on the door. He will be happy when he sees me coming!" Jing Boran tightened the bacon on his hand
He stepped to the door, clasped his fingers on the iron ring on the wooden door, and started knocking.
"Coming, coming!" The door was pushed open enthusiastically by a young man in emerald green clothes. After seeing Jing Boran's coarse cloth coat, his attentive tone immediately turned disdainful: "Knock, what are you knocking!
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Jing Boran was stunned and explained: "I'm here to see my brother."
"Your brother?" The boy frowned: "Oh, you are here to visit relatives, why don't you use the back door?"
Jing Boran was stunned: "Take the back door?"
"Aren't you here to see Xiao Xizi? He is hanging lanterns in the backyard." The boy became more and more unhappy as he spoke: "In the future, I must tell these ignorant newcomers who think that anyone can come to this gate.
snort!"
Only then did Jing Boran understand the boy's words: "You misunderstood, I'm not here to see Xiao Xizi, I'm here to see Jing Bolan, you sir, he is my brother."
"Ha!?" The boy obviously didn't believe it, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "What did you say? My lord is your brother? I wonder if your brain is not working well. My lord's ancestors were famous wealthy businessmen. You
Like this? It’s better to beg for food!”
Uh-huh...
The demon girl grabbed the boy's outstretched wrist, her beautiful features and eyes were like fire, which made people dare not look directly at her.
The boy felt pain all over his arm, and the pain made his face turn pale.
Different from the strength in her hand, there was a soft smile on the corner of the devil's mouth: "I think you should go in and report it before making a decision? Huh?"
"Fuck you...yes, yes!" The boy's body was twisted in pain: "I'm going right now!"
The demon girl let go of her hand and leaned slightly: "Please be sure to tell us the news. My young master encountered a robber on the way here, which is why he was in such a mess. Ha, now all the business of the Jing family is
The eldest young master is taking care of it, I believe you understand the reason."
"I understand, I understand!" The boy couldn't help but nodded, thinking that it turned out that there was an accident on the road. No wonder he was dressed so shabby. He had better hurry up and report it to the adults. It would be bad if he misunderstood later: "Master Jing, please go first.
Come, rest for a while, I will go and report to you!"
Seeing the boy's different attitude from before, Jing Boran scratched his head, somewhat confused about the situation.
He pulled the demon girl and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with that rich businessman? It's true that my father is a teacher, but the rich businessman..."
"Maybe it's a misunderstanding." The Demon Lady interrupted him with a smile: "Don't think so much, you can see your brother in a while."
Jing Boran became happy again: "That's right!"
Without confirmed news, the servant did not dare to lead people into the house. In addition, there were distinguished guests in the house today, so he couldn't do anything so rashly.
The boy thought for a while and asked people to wait in the ancient pavilion near the gate, then turned and entered the study.
There is a chessboard in the study room, and there are a few young men in rich clothes sitting here and there. Only the adults in the family are wearing official uniforms. They are bending over to polish ink. Standing behind him is the general who has just returned to the court.
Others were drinking tea and chatting, glancing in their direction from time to time.
"Master Luo, what do you think of Bo Lan's handwriting?" General Mu whispered, with a smile in his voice.
The boy knew that now was not the time to talk, so he just lowered his head and faintly heard the man say: "Not bad, quite handsome."
General Mu laughed and said with deep meaning: "Don't fight with me."
"Oh, I'm not good at this."
The more the boy heard this, the more awkward he became. He couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced at the man leaning on the wooden beam. In the smoke, he only saw a pair of narrow, cold eyes.
The laughter of the young masters around him made him immediately look away, only to see a suspicious dark red color on his master's face.
The boy was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand, but not so clearly, but... as a servant, he shouldn't think too much, really shouldn't think too much.
"What's wrong? What are you doing standing here stupidly?" Unlike Jing Boran, who was dull and honest, Jing Bolan obviously knew how to be a good person. He looked at the boy and his tone was neither warm nor warm.
The boy hurriedly said: "Sir, your brother is here and is waiting outside now."
"Brother?" General Mu raised his eyebrows with an indescribable evil charm: "Bo Lan, didn't you say you are the only one in the family?"
Jing Bolan's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "It's my cousin, I'll go take a look."
General Mu waved his hand casually, as if he didn't seem to care much about this matter.
However, Jing Bolan's face turned completely ugly after leaving the study. The previous gentleness was gone, and only an impatient look remained on his face: "Go and send me away!"
"Huh?" The boy was stunned.
Jing Bolan sneered: "Also, please don't let this person in from now on!"
"Yes!" Seeing that his elder was angry, the boy nodded quickly and did not dare to say anything more.
Jing Bolan's eyes became more and more gloomy. He never thought that his elder brother would come to the capital. If he had known this, he should not have sent him that family letter, which would have saved him from having such delusions...
No, he can't let anyone know what his home is like!
Thinking about the two thatched cottages where his eldest brother lived now, Jing Bolan's hands clenched tighter, and even his lips turned white...
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"What did you say?"
In the ancient pavilion, Jing Boran's smile froze on his lips, feeling unspeakably frustrated.
The boy was not an adult in his family, so naturally he didn't know what the people above him were thinking. However, he was sure that the adults would never look like meeting this person, so his tone became rude: "I said that my adult is not here, you
You can go."
"Not there? You just said you should go in and report..." Jing Boran was a little dumbfounded, but he was not stupid.
The boy was too lazy to chat with him and pushed him outside.
Jing Boran took a deep breath and handed him the bacon in his hand: "Give these things to Bo Lan. He will know it's me when he sees it."
The boy was too lazy to answer: "These things are not worth a lot of money. If you want to eat, there are plenty in the house."
"But..." Jing Boran still wanted to say something, but the waiter had already backed him out of the door and closed the door with a bang.
Jing Boran stared blankly at the bacon and roast chicken being thrown out, with a look of confusion on his face.
The demon girl stood aside, calmer than ever.
Jing Boran scratched his head and smiled at her: "No one in my brother's house has ever seen me, so..."
"Are you hungry?" The devil's voice sounded soothing.
Only then did Jing Boran react: "It's almost night, we've been traveling all day, and you haven't eaten anything yet."
"Yes." The demon girl laughed and said lightly: "So let's go find an inn first and ask for some food."
Jing Boran nodded, bent down and picked up the bacon wrapped in oil paper, his eyes a little light.
The Demon Girl still couldn't stand it anymore, so she stretched out her hand to dust him off, then turned sideways and took the package from his hand.
She did these actions naturally and didn't think anything was wrong.
She didn't have any thoughts about Jing Boran either.
It's just that I simply feel like there is such a person beside me.
It's somewhat incredible to say that.
Of those people in the past, few were willing to stay by her side.
Apart from Baiye, she has never made any friends.
She has always been alone.
Even when sleeping, I feel very empty.
It's different now.
I don't know if it was because of that fire that burned her past into nothing but ashes.
She lives a very stable life now.
There is nothing to resent or look back on.
Jing Boran is obviously different, he lives a more ambitious life than she does.
He also thinks simpler than she does.
The Demon Lady has been hurt many times and knows how torturous human relationships can be.
She wanted to prevent this person from being smoothed down as much as possible...
The two people were standing not far from the house.
After the demon girl took his package, she smiled again: "Let's go."
"Oh." Jing Boran was obedient.
The demon girl didn't notice that while they were talking, the door of the house behind her opened again, and the person who came out was wearing a finely made black cloak. It didn't look like the ones sold in the market. It was unspeakable.
Huagui, that man's narrow eyes were watching this scene from a distance, and the thin lips of his evil smile suddenly changed color!
"Master Luo?" The boy standing next to him didn't understand why this young master, who was now the most powerful in the capital, could suddenly stop.
However, Qu Luo just stood there, staring at it. Something seemed to be broken in his chest, and the pain trapped in the depths was like a violent storm, mixed together and surging, reaching his throat, scrambling for relief.
Instead, he blocked everything and couldn't even say "um".
Mistaken again...
Oh.
There is no way that person would be wearing that kind of coarse linen clothes.
Qu Luo lowered his eyes mockingly, feeling that his chest hurt so much that he couldn't help but press it with his hands, and gradually bent over...
"Master Luo?" The boy's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to help the person.
Qu Luo shook his hand, and in just a few seconds, he turned back into the noble young master of the Qu family.
An arrogant face, cold eyes, and a tall and lazy stance.
Qu Luo put a hand in the pocket of his windbreaker and said casually: "Tell General Mu that I won't be here tonight. As for your lord, please send me a congratulations. In the capital, he is considered to be a fast climber."
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"Yes, Mr. Luo!" The boy didn't dare to put any thought into the young master in front of him. He answered respectfully, not daring to show any slightness.
Qu Luo turned around neatly. He was still the upper-class young man with strong steps and well-dressed clothes. Even when he moved around, he was impeccable.
But, just when he opened the sedan curtain and was about to get on the sedan.
Suddenly a sentence came to my ears: "Mo Niang, what are you going to eat? In this weather, you must drink some hot soup..."
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