At night, the tension reached its peak.

"It's just right, the master hasn't had fun yet. The man chuckled and let out a cool voice.

The voice impregnated with murderous intent was like a ghost in the night, making people's scalps tingle and tight.

But it was such a voice that made Shen Qingyu, who was completely tense, relaxed.

This voice, she will never forget it when she dies, if it is not Sheng Jingchen, who else can there be?

"Sheng Jingchen!" the woman's tone of implicit anger slowly dispersed in the sky above.

Master Sheng Xiaohou, Meng Fu, who was like a great enemy, was obviously stunned for a moment..................

The man turned his head to look at the person standing up against the wall, and the killing intent around him was a little more restrained, probably because the hero's desire to save the beauty was too strong, but he didn't notice the vigorous anger in the woman's words.

"Sick beauty, don't worry, there is a young master, these five flies are not to be feared. ”

The corners of the mouths of the five black-clothed attendants twitched slightly, you are the flies, your whole family is flies, and your home is full of flies within a radius of five hundred miles.

patted the fine ash in her palm, and seeing that he was about to make a move, she calmed her little face and said angrily: "Don't move!"

Sheng Xiaohou Ye is stubborn, has always been wanton, and everything he says is in his ears, but at this moment, he was stunned on the spot because of her words.

"Stand down, all of you. ”

The black-clothed entourage answered and disappeared into the darkness.

Fuck, woo woo woo...... He was mistaken, these five are the secret guards of the sick beauty............

In the night, the young man's handsome face changed like a good look, curled up his hand against his lips and coughed lightly, and laughed without tears: "Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding." ”

She gave him a cold look, "Why are you here?"

Of course, it's for your daughter-in-law!

Sheng Xiaohou didn't dare to say this even if he had eight hundred guts.

The young man's mind flowed, pondering everything, and finally held back two words: "Passing by!"

Is she an idiot?

The green tendons on the woman's forehead jumped suddenly, and she said with a smile: "To be honest." ”

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Sheng Xiaohou rolled his eyes, hung his head, and muttered: "I was going to Mofu to look for you this morning, but I happened to bump into you out of the city, so I followed all the way." ”

Hiss...... Why is this head faintly aching again, it's really evil......

She gasped, her little face was full of helplessness: "You don't stay in Chang'an, why do you come out with you?"

In the night, the young man had a bitter face, full of grievances: "Isn't the master still worried about you?"

Her heart is not made of stone, and these three times of care, to say that she is not moved, is fake.

But the more he is like this, the more she wants to draw a line with him, and her fate in this life is destined to not respond to his affection.

If she hadn't borne a deep hatred of blood, it would have been good to marry him for a plain life, but she had no choice.

She seemed to sigh and said in a solemn tone: "I said it, I won't thank you, so don't waste your thoughts." ”

The young man looked at her deeply, his eyes that should have been unrestrained and wanton were full of bitterness, and he lifted the corners of his mouth: "Sick beauty, the master will tell you today, all this is what I Sheng Jingchen is willing to do, you can't control it." ”

The mixed eyes reflected the figure of the young man gradually blurring under the night, she closed her eyes for a moment, her hands tightened, and her heart was faintly astringent.

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There are no clouds and clear skies.

There is a prosperous scene in Jingzhou City, the shops on the street are full of people, the doors are like a market, and the street stalls are shouting and shouting, and the sound of selling is endless.

The Yixing Distillery at the end of the main city street is closed, and the seal of the yamen is still affixed to the door.

On the second floor of the inn across the street, a man with a grim face stood with his hands in his hands, and the white-clothed young man standing outside the Yixing Wine Shop was reflected in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

Yun Zheng frowned, with a look of late condensation on his face: "Jingzhou has not been very peaceful recently, why did Miss Nianchu come?"

The man didn't say a word, and when he caught a glimpse of Sheng Jingchen who was sneaking up not far from Shen Qingyu, his eyes that were as deep as a cold pool finally turned into small waves.

"Childe, where are we going?" Meng Fu followed behind the young man.

Because of the inconvenience of being a woman, she changed into men's clothes before entering the city.

The young man's complexion was calm, but there was a little imperceptible solemnity between his eyebrows: "Go find the shopkeeper in charge of this side first." ”

A day ago, Shopkeeper Yu received news from Chang'an, saying that the head of the winery would come over in person in the past two days.

There is such a big incident here, if the boss blames it, he may not be able to eat and walk around here.

The restless shopkeeper Yu caught a glimpse of the white-clothed young man who drove straight in, and immediately turned his face cold, and scolded the little guy who was leading the way: "What kind of place is this? Why did you bring everyone in?"

Facing the shopkeeper's questioning, the little guy's shoulders trembled, and his face was nervous.

"This son said that he was from Chang'an. ”

Could it be that he is the head of the winery?

The four eyes met, facing the young man's eyes that seemed to be smiling, the shopkeeper Yu's face was pale for a while, and his stiff old face overflowed with an extremely embarrassing smile, and his tone was very different from the other, and he was so polite.

"I don't know your surname?"

The young man in front of him was dressed in white, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a handsome complexion, and a natural bearing, indifferent and noble.

Those eyes were clearly full of smiles, but they made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

The young man silently took in the series of changes in the look of the shopkeeper Yu, and sneered in his heart, but spit out an ink word on his face without smiling.

This young man is surnamed Mo!

Shopkeeper Yu's pupils shrank, and he wiped a handful of cold sweat on his forehead as if he was casually, and hurriedly said: "There are many offenses, and I hope that Master Gongzi has a lot." ”

The young man turned around and sat down, his little white hand knocked on the arm of the chair again and again, and his cool eyes inadvertently fell on the small shopkeeper Yu.

There was a dead silence in the back room, and it was more like knocking on the heart of the shopkeeper Yu, making him feel like a dark light on his back, like sitting on pins and needles.

This kind of non-angry and self-authoritative bearing, Meng Fu felt the same way, he never thought that this seemingly delicate Miss Nianchu would have such courage.

"Tell me what's going on here?"

Finally, the cold voice broke the silence of the frozen people, and the shopkeeper Yu swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat was dripping on his back: "A few days ago, a group of people were all sick because they drank the wine of our winery, so they came to the door to make a fuss. ”

The young man's face turned cold and motioned for him to continue.

Shopkeeper Yu didn't dare to slack off, lowered his eyes, and continued: "Then someone sued the yamen, and you also know what happened later, son." ”

"Which winery did you say in your letter that the price was lower than ours?"

It's not easy!

"Chengde Wine Workshop!"

Shen Qingyu pondered secretly: "What is the origin of this winery?"

Shopkeeper Yu replied truthfully: "I heard that it was opened by the nobles of Chang'an here. ”

The nobles of Chang'an, for some reason, Shen Qingyu's mind was thinking of those people from the Xiao Mansion.

Suddenly, the boy stood up as if out of a trance,

"Childe. Meng Fu called out with a worried face.

This is not Chang'an, and they only know a little about the situation here, if this shopkeeper intends to conceal it, then this matter can be described as extremely tricky.

Shen Qingyu gave Meng Fu a reassuring look, but his mind was running rapidly.

Of course, she believed the words of the shopkeeper, but faintly, she still felt that it was not so simple..................

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