I haven't seen Ye Dancing with the sword for many days, but I can see that there are a lot of troubles tonight.
The graceful and graceful figure in the night wind was as beautiful as fairy dust, but the familiar moves had a different flavor.
Looking at the scene outside the house, Xia Shang did not speak. He knew what Huairou was thinking and chose to sleep alone.
When I woke up the next day, there were some remaining sword marks and dead leaves shattered by the sword's edge in the courtyard outside the house.
Qin Huairou was blaming herself for not being able to protect her husband, so she picked up the sword again and practiced kung fu, hoping that one day she could stand in front of her husband.
Xia Shang understood what his wife was thinking, but there were a lot of trivial matters recently and there were still many things that could not be dealt with, so he could only put his wife's worries aside for the time being.
There are only three days left for King Yong's birthday banquet, and something big will happen in these days.
For this reason, Xia Shang made a fortune early and thought that he was ready for the next few days.
In the house, the six lines of the hexagram set the plate. The hexagram indicates bad things, and you will be in danger in the future.
After working for a long time, the result was not satisfactory, Xia Shang couldn't help but frown.
After what happened to the Zhu family, Xia Shang asked Chunjiao to follow him all the time and did not let her learn any maid etiquette.
Chunjiao watched in the room for a long time, wondering what Xia Shang was busy with. She saw Xia Shang frowning and thinking, so she was curious and wanted to ask, but Xia Shang spoke first: "I will go to Yangzhou City with you today and stay for three days. Remember
Bring your luggage."
If you can't live in a nice house, why should you live in Yangzhou City?
Chunjiao looked confused.
Xia Shang saw Chunjiao's doubts and explained in a low voice: "Someone is coming tonight. I can't see him at the moment, so no one can know my whereabouts for three days."
"How do you know?" As soon as Chunjiao finished speaking, she suddenly realized something. She lowered her head and looked at the hexagram plate in front of Xia Shang, "I just finished my work. Is this why?"
Chunjiao knew that there were predictions in the world, but she had never seen such a complex hexagram technique as Liuyao. She couldn't help but wonder, could this person really predict the future?
Looking at his young appearance, he does not look like a fortune teller in the market, nor does he look like an expert hermit hiding in the mountains. I really can't believe that he can calculate that someone will come today with such trouble.
"What are you still doing? Pack up and get ready to go."
Xia Shang said something coldly, and Chunjiao came to her senses and immediately rummaged through the boxes.
After cleaning up briefly, Xia Shang and Chunjiao quietly left without telling anyone.
A quarter of an hour later, the two got on the carriage heading to Yangzhou City.
In order to hide from others, the carriage was rented from a stranger. After getting on the carriage, even the curtain could not be opened for fear of being discovered.
It seemed to have rained secretly last night, and the road to Yangzhou was a little muddy. The wheels of the cart were stuck in the mud, and the horse couldn't move fast even though the driver yelled at his throat.
The carriage was in tatters and the carriage was very small, with room for only two people. Chunjiao and Xia Shang seemed a little cramped when they were sitting there, shoulder to shoulder, with little room for movement.
This was the first time that Chunjiao was alone with a man in a small space. The whole carriage was filled with a strong sense of manliness, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
If possible, she would rather go back to Jiangnanchun to solicit customers, play tricks on the spot, smile charmingly, and it seems easier to hide her true heart behind a mask.
But in front of this man, she doesn't need to put on a mask and pretend to be flattering to cater to him, because her life is under his control.
Maybe she had been hiding behind the mask for too long, but she seemed a little confused about the life without the mask. She didn't know how to face this man who controlled her own destiny.
Logically speaking, this man controlled himself, his mother's life and death, and used this as a threat. Such behavior should be hated by her.
But after these days of understanding and contact, Chunjiao really can't feel any hatred.
Even Chunjiao herself is confused, what's wrong with this man? Why can't I feel a little bit bad about him?
In the small carriage, the curtains were tightly sealed, not a single bit of light came out, and the groggy atmosphere was filled with the smell of men. Any young girl could not help but have her thoughts disturbed.
Chunjiao looked at Xia Shang. He had his eyes closed, his expression was calm and motionless, and he seemed to be thinking about something. His young and handsome face showed a poise and age that did not match his age. This was what fascinated Chunjiao the most.
I don't know why, but I always feel like a child in front of this person. Although I am a young man, I feel calmer than my mother, as if everything is under his control.
Chunjiao pouted and muttered in a low voice: "You obviously don't know martial arts, but you still make it so mysterious."
The carriage swayed for two and a half hours before arriving in Yangzhou, and then settled at the Xinlai Inn.
The inn is a small inn, located next to the canal ferry in Xicheng, Yangzhou. Opposite is a row of flower buildings, where the sound of singing and singing can be heard day and night.
But Xia Shang came at the wrong time. There were many people in the inn, and only one upper room was vacant.
Xia Shang readily agreed, but Chunjiao frowned.
When she followed the waiter to the room, Chunjiao frowned even more when she saw a double wooden bed in the room. But it was difficult to reveal her identity in front of others. After the waiter left, she asked in a low voice: "One bed, two
How can I sleep, personally?"
Xia Shang seemed to be absent-minded, glanced at the bed, and said calmly: "The bed is big enough for two people."
Chunjiao felt depressed, and couldn't help but blush when thinking about what might happen, wondering if this guy was pretending to be stupid?
"Sit here for a while." Xia Shang suddenly changed his voice and opened the door, "I'll go downstairs to buy something."
After saying that, without waiting for Chunjiao to answer, she closed the door and left.
The more Chunjiao thought about it, the more wrong she became. She wondered if this person would deliberately change the topic. Waiting until night...
If this is the case, what should I do?
Thousands of thoughts were entangled with each other, and he actually lost track of time. When he regained consciousness, Xia Shang had already returned to the room.
Xia Shang was still a little strange. He felt that Chunjiao looked wrong today, so he asked kindly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Chunjiao shook her head repeatedly and rubbed her pretty red face with her little hands, trying to cheer up.
What Xia Shang didn't know was that Chunjiao had predicted a story that would happen that night in her mind, and she was both afraid and looking forward to the three-day long night.
"I'm going out for a while. I might come back late. There is an umbrella here. If you want to go out, you should bring it with you."
After hearing what Xia Shang said, Chunjiao noticed that Xia Shang had two more umbrellas in his hand after he came back, one was placed on the table and the other was held by himself.
Chunjiao asked subconsciously: "You go out just to buy an umbrella?"
Xia Shang nodded: "No more talking, I have to go."
With that said, Xia Shang was about to close its doors.
Chunjiao was a little anxious: "Hey! Are you coming back tonight?"
I don’t know why I asked this, but I asked it without thinking.
"meeting."
I don’t know why, but when she heard the word "会", Chunjiao felt a little calmer. When she saw the door closing, she couldn't help but smile. Her smile was shy and full of charm. (To be continued)