At night in Chang'an, hundreds of ghosts are rampant.

Ignoring the stench on her body, Shen Qingyu followed behind the white-robed man, she didn't dare to get too close, firstly, the man was too alert, and secondly, the smell on her body was too strong.

The white-robed man walked calmly, all the way from the main street of Chang'an to the prince's mansion on Dongcheng Street.

The guards outside the gate of the mansion saw that the man in white robe was particularly respectful, and in a moment the man entered the prince's mansion.

Retracting his gaze, Shen Qingyu clinged to the wall, and his thoughts were surging like a tide for a while, this white-robed man was so mysterious, coupled with what he saw in the mountains that night, could it be that this white-robed man was the national teacher in Song Haotian's mouth?

Even if not, who is this white-robed man? What is Song Haotian doing to be unsightly?

Suddenly, a strange thought came to mind, maybe it was Song Haotian who stole Jin'er's body? Her complexion was as dark as the night, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

No, if Song Haotian wanted Jin'er's body, he wouldn't have to work so hard.

Then what she saw at night, wasn't it a three-way person? The man in the mask like a demon, the man in black who stole Jin'er's body, and now the man in white robe.

And what will be the secret hidden under these three?

She closed her eyes for a moment, and the bones of her clenched hands were distinct, and she couldn't figure it out in her heart.

There is rarely a bright moon in the early spring night, and this late night is as thick as ink, and the spring cold is steep, and there is a gentle drizzle.

The candles in the room were extinguished, and Xiao Chengyu was lazily snuggling on the soft couch, holding a letter that had just come from the first village in the world, and he didn't know what the letter was.

I saw that his cold face was more solemn.

The quiet inner room suddenly felt a sense of depression.

Yun Zheng sat on one side, hanging his head, and he didn't dare to exhale, until Xiao Chengyu finished reading the letter, he asked in a careful tone: "Master, can Master Gu Zhuang crack the contents of the porcelain bottle?"

Xiao Chengyu's eyes looked at the flickering candlelight coldly, and the letter was crumpled in his hand.

Seeing this, Yun Zheng lowered his eyes, it seemed that the owner of Gu Zhuang had not cracked the contents of the porcelain bottle.

"Seven days later, the Buddha Bathing Festival, is the master going?"

He coldly spat out a word: "Go." ”

Perhaps Master Wu will have the answer............

The next day, at noon, on Lin'an Street.

Compared with the depressed scene of other wineries, Yixing wineries are like a market, and there are not a few people who come for wine.

Xiao Bingyu casually threw the three ingots of silver on the table, and then lifted the wine poured on the table, she looked at what was so strange about this wine that could make these people so eager to do so.

There is nothing special about the first taste, but after the wine passes through the throat, it is a rich osmanthus fragrance in the mouth.

This wine is indeed good, but ......

A touch of weirdness flashed under her dark eyes, and she glanced faintly at Biao San who was lined up behind her, and as soon as her hand was released, the bowl in her hand fell in response, and she seemed to be in extreme pain clutching her stomach and squatting on the ground. "Miss Ben's stomach hurts, and you have a problem with your wine. ”

Biao San took a few steps forward and raised his voice: "The wine in this Yixing Wine Shop is poisonous! ”

For a while, everyone's faces were different and whispered.

"What's wrong with this wine?" Shen Qingyu walked out calmly, glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Xiao Bingyu, who was pretending.

Xiao Bingyu looked up at her as if she was smiling, her face stiffened slightly, and she looked like she couldn't stand the pain for a moment: "Miss Ben drank a bowl of stomach, and the pain was unbearable, what do you say?"

She poured a bowl slowly, drank it all in front of everyone, and after a while, she frowned and looked at the person who had just drunk with Xiao Bingyu: "Do you have any discomfort in your stomach?"

The four shook their heads in unison.

She put down the wine bowl in her hand and shrugged her shoulders: "I also drank it, and I didn't feel any discomfort in my stomach, I don't know if Miss Xiao has another reason." ”

"Miss Ben only had unbearable abdominal pain after drinking your wine. Xiao Bingyu was determined.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Chengfan squeezed through the crowd and came to Xiao Bingyu's side, he glanced at Shen Qingyu with an unkind face, and helped Xiao Bingyu up in an instant.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Xiao Bingyu clutched her stomach and glared at Shen Qingyu viciously: "It's her, she has a problem with her wine." ”

"Mo Nianchu, I didn't expect you, a village girl, to be so vicious. Xiao Chengfan stared at her sternly, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Li Yan would fall in love with the little girl in Mofu, and he was killed by that little girl, which was ridiculous, but fortunately, Qing Ning told him, otherwise he really didn't know that this Mo Nianchu had such means.

As soon as these words came out, everyone smelled the smell of conspiracy.

"Could it be that the owner of this Yixing Wine Shop has a holiday with Miss Xiao?"

"I think so, otherwise why would Miss Xiao be unwell in her abdomen alone?"

The voice was not loud or small, but it was enough for everyone to hear it clearly, and Shen Qingyu looked at it coldly: "Uncle Liu, go and ask a doctor to come over and take a look at Miss Xiao." ”

"Yes. Liu Shu responded, put down the wine jar in his hand, and squeezed into the crowd at the moment.

A sneer flashed under Xiao Bingyu's eyes, even if the doctor came, what would it be? As long as she insisted on stomach discomfort, then there was something wrong with her wine.

"I heard that the largest wine shop on Linzhu Street is from Xiao Mansion. She asked suddenly, meaninglessly.

Xiao Chengfan squinted, wanting to see her through, but there was no trace of any other color under the indifferent and detached complexion.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, she pulled over the chair and sat down unhurriedly, twisting a wisp of green silk to play, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly: "Recently, major restaurants and inns are interested in discussing cooperation with Miss Ben, I wonder if the two of you know?"

The faces of the two changed slightly, the major restaurants and inns in Chang'an were indeed cooperating with their wineries, and the reason why they were looking for her was only because of this.

Taking the looks of the two into her eyes, she sneered coldly: "Standard three, you can talk about it." ”

Biao San, who was named, shuddered, glanced at Shen Qingyu with low eyebrows, and he pouted his lips and said, "Actually, Miss Xiao's abdominal pain is pretended, in order to frame Yixing Liquor Workshop." ”

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that the largest liquor shop on Lin'an Street, Agarwood Liquor Workshop, was not Xiao Mansion's, and the business was robbed, so they regarded Yixing Liquor Workshop as a thorn in the flesh.

The sound of one after another made Xiao Bingyu's faces a little unbearable for a while.

Xiao Chengfan swept a cold eye at Biao San behind him, but the latter hung his head very low.

At this time, Liu Shu also invited the doctor over.

Even if she doesn't want to, her posture as a young lady of your family does not allow her to spill in public.

The doctor checked his pulse for a long time, and finally said without saying anything: "Miss Xiao is fine, it's just a buildup in the intestines, so you can go to the toilet." ”

For ordinary people, this is a joke at best, and for the young lady of an aristocratic family, it is tantamount to public humiliation.

Hearing the laughter, Xiao Bingyu shook off the doctor's hand with embarrassment, and stared at Shen Qingyu with a smile on her eyebrows, as if she was about to rush up and break her into pieces at any time.

Suddenly, she pushed Xiao Chengfan away, and ran out of the crowd with her head hanging in anger.

She will never let go of Shen Qingyu, a slut......

Xiao Chengfan's face was naturally not much better, he was pushed and staggered a few steps, and when he stabilized his figure, he glared at Shen Qingyu coldly, and immediately squeezed through the crowd and chased out.