Shen Xingwan's village requires walking through farmland and farms and a long mountain road.
Fu Jingchao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then chuckled and said, "It's quite secretive?"
He was sure that the layout of Zhuangzi hidden in the mountains was definitely a trap. If a stranger entered by mistake, it would be difficult to escape unscathed.
This little girl actually holds such a village?
Shen Xingwan casually pulled off a leaf from the tree, put it to his mouth and blew a short smooth tune.
The originally quiet and somewhat eerie villa suddenly turned on with bright lights.
A colorful bird fluttered out and circled twice around Shen Xingwan's head before landing on Shen Xingwan's outstretched hand.
Shen Xingwan gently stroked the bird.
"Dingling bells..."
"Dingling bells..."
There was a clear sound of bells in the mist in the mountains, which seemed a little penetrating. Fu Jingchao subconsciously held the sword hanging at his waist and entered a state of alert.
Shen Xingwan looked forward with a relaxed expression, and saw a little firelight and bright colors coming from the mist.
A petite girl wearing wooden clogs, with bells on her wrists and ankles, walked towards them with a swaying posture, holding a glass lamp in her hand.
Behind her were several men with torches. The group walked up to Shen Xingwan, saluted her and said in unison, "Welcome back to the owner of the village!"
Shen Xingwan smiled slightly and said, "It's late at night and foggy, so let's go back to the village first."
Fu Jingchao followed Shen Xingwan quietly, but his heart was not at all calm.
He always thought that Shen Xingwan was smarter and calmer, a young girl with a clear sense of grudges and a strong character.
But from the moment he entered the mountains, he realized that Shen Xingwan was far from being as simple as he seemed.
What does she want to do? There are many secrets that he doesn't know.
After walking for several miles on complicated mountain roads, we finally saw the gate with a red lantern hanging on it.
Two large dogs squatted at the door.
As soon as he saw Shen Xingwan, he stood up excitedly, looked up at Shen Xingwan and howled in a low voice, "Ouch..."
Fu Jingchao's pupils shook, "Is this how the dog barks?"
Two little ones: You are the dog, and the whole family is a dog.
When the two big guys ran over, Shen Xingwan knelt down to interact with them. Fu Jingchao couldn't help but admit that they were two fat wolves that looked like dogs.
Oh, he actually saw a wolf in Jiangnan.
Shen Xingwan comforted the two who had not seen each other for a long time, and said to Fu Jingchao, "Welcome to my territory, come in."
When Fu Jingchao was in Jingchenzhai, he told her not to continue to participate in this matter.
Shen Xingwan didn't want to let go, firstly because she had to get a piece of the big fat about the salt farm.
Second, she speculated that something happened to Fu Jingchao later on, which was closely related to this incident. After all, the task given to her by Fat Meow was to save Fu Jingchao's life.
Shen Xingwan thought that it was time to prove that he was not so weak and couldn't do anything.
So I almost immediately made up my mind to bring Fu Jingchao over.
In the past few years, she has been lying on the surface in Jiangnan, but it does not mean that she has really done nothing and left no trump card or escape route for herself.
Fu Jingchao's eyes darkened, it was difficult to explain his current mood, and he followed Shen Xingwan into the gate of Zhuangzi.
Walking in the Zhuangzi dimly lit by candlelight, I realized that the Zhuangzi hidden in the mountains was ridiculously big and could not be seen at a glance. The structure inside was obviously made by experts.
"Click..." The window on the side was pushed open, and a handsome and feminine man wearing a turban, holding a book in his hand, stuck his head out to greet Shen Xingwan, "Why did our little village owner suddenly come in the middle of the night?
"
Then he nodded to Fu Jingchao, who had been looking at him, "His Royal Highness, you are well."
Fu Jingchao's eyes reflected jumping fire, and he said in a low voice, "Jade-faced scholar Jiang Shiyilang."
"It seems that His Royal Highness still remembers me, which is an honor for me."
Two years ago, Jiang Shiyilang was involved in a murder case and had several encounters with Fu Jingchao.
Shen Xingwan took him and continued walking inside. In the courtyard surrounded by flowers, under the moonlight there was a woman wearing colorful flowing feathers, dancing to the sound of the piano.
The rotating toes and leaping skirt looked dreamlike in the night.
Shen Xingwan asked happily, "How does His Highness feel about dancing?"
"Even the top dancer in the palace can't compare." Fu Jingchao's eyes flashed, "After all, not everyone can kill people with dance."
"Dark Night Dancer Qin Xuejian, the official most wanted fugitive in Jinling." Fu Jingchao said in a cold tone, "How dare you, Shen Xingwan, how many more surprises like this are hidden in Zhuangzi?"
Shen Xingwan met his eyes and smiled sweetly, "I am only responsible for paying. I did not get this Zhuangzi and these people."
"Little guy, you are finally willing to come see me."
A man in red came over and looked at Shen Xingwan lovingly.
Shen Xingwan quickly walked towards him and asked with concern, "How are you feeling recently?"
"Fortunately, don't worry about me." The man naturally took Shen Xingwan's hand, "Go inside, I've prepared your favorite tea for you."
He didn't even look at Fu Jingchao, nor did he mean to greet him.
The sound of the piano stopped, and Qin Xue and Qin Xuejian came over with a cold look, "Your Majesty, please come in."
"Aren't you afraid that I will catch you?" Fu Jingchao said coldly.
Qin Xuejian said calmly, "It's not that I'm not afraid, I just trust the people brought in by the owner."
As soon as Fu Jingchao entered the door, he saw Shen Xingwan already sitting on the chair and eating deliciously.
"Oh, isn't it rumored that Mo Beichen, the Ghost Sword Butterfly, died in a few years?"
"His Royal Highness also said it was a rumor, but of course it may not be true." Mo Beichen chuckled.
Fu Jingchao looked at Shen Xingwan and said in a bad tone, "With such a master here, you ask me to help you bring a few people out. Are you kidding me?"
Shen Xingwan swallowed the food in his mouth, took the tea handed over by Mo Beichen, took a sip and said, "It's different. The secret guard and the swordsman are very different. Besides, Beichen is injured and cannot use force."
Beichen...the shouting is so intimate...
Fu Jingchao said with a cold face, "The relationship between the two of you seems to be very unusual."
Mo Beichen curled his lips in the candlelight, "Of course the life-saving grace is extraordinary."
If he hadn't been saved by Shen Xingwan, he would indeed have died a few years ago as rumored.
"What do you want to do by hiding these people in such a hidden village?" Fu Jingchao continued to ask. It was hard not to think too much. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even believe it.
Shen Xingwan put down the tea cup in his hand, with a hint of chill in his eyebrows, "Is His Royal Highness interrogating me now?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense!
Fu Jingchao frowned. They were riding horses happily together not long ago, but he didn't expect to see Shen Xingwan's completely hidden secret so soon.
It was too fragmented, and Fu Jingchao was a little uncomfortable with it.
*I mean, does anyone remember that one of the labels is "waistcoat".
