The result of looking at each other was that in the hour from the Inner Palace all the way to Duliang Mountain, neither of the two girls dared to speak first.

But, they all want to talk.

I am afraid that the other party will snoop on my incredible secrets, but I also want to spy on the secrets of the other party.

In short, one word, cowardice.

Tan Sheng was sent back to Dongyue Temple all the way by Changsheng in such a cowardice - Tan Sheng didn't know why Changsheng had to send her in person...

The internal carriage is made of red sandalwood for ruts, sour branches are made of wheels, gold leaf curtains are sprinkled, and windows are inlaid with silver and soft gold...

The capitals of Weng Mansion and Xu Yi regard themselves as high, and they should be mainly ancient and clumsy.

The aesthetics of the emperor of the Jokhang Dynasty are not correct and crooked, the founding emperor is asking for food, he is poor, he likes gold the most, and now he has not changed this habit even for several generations. The objects produced by the inner palace are all golden and spicy.

Such a bright temperament of the landlord and the expressionless and calm face of the county lord of Changsheng complemented each other, which made Tan Sheng suddenly have the illusion of being raised.

Zhengjue Nuguan waited for the night, staying prosperous for dinner and sleeping, "Come and go, I'm afraid it's almost dark when you go back, it's better to call someone to clean up an upper room, and it's the same to leave for the palace early tomorrow morning." ”

Changsheng glanced at Tan Sheng and said with a smile, "It's not in the way, today Hezhen Dao is out of the limelight, if I stay in Dongyue Temple again, it will be to put my relationship with Hezhen Dao Chang on the bright side, which is not good for emotion and reason." ”

The female crown of enlightenment is also a smart person, and she understands it when she hears it.

If Changsheng stayed overnight, wouldn't he clearly tell others that she and Tan Sheng were partnering to calculate Gong Guoshi?

It's not good, it's not good.

After leaving the lord of Changsheng County and drinking a cup of tea, she asked Tansheng to send the lord of Changsheng County to the mountain gate.

Changsheng opened his mouth, "Today's stone throwing is asking for directions, the results are remarkable, it is hard to guarantee that no one wants to make the first move to eradicate you in the bud." I will leave three or five guards in Duliang Mountain to keep you and the female crown safe. ”

Tan Sheng nodded, suddenly understood.

It turned out that the county lord of Changsheng just now asked the carriage to send her back in person, in order to protect her?

Tan Sheng pursed his lips and smiled.

The county lord of Changsheng looked cold, but his heart was hot.

With the degree of dejection of the Empress Dowager Chen, these three or five guards are afraid that they are the last hole cards of Taiji Palace in the inner palace, right?

The county lord of Changsheng was willing to give her this hole card to save her life?

So impressed!

Tan Sheng laughed, "Dongyue Temple is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and it is a room of Taoist aunts, and the lord of Changsheng County thinks about it thoroughly. ”

Changsheng saw that Tan Sheng did not refuse, and she was relieved, she was afraid that Tan Sheng would be polite!

If you lose your life because of this, it will really outweigh the loss!

Nothing is more important than life!

In her previous life, she didn't understand this truth, and when she was covered with a white cloth and stuffed naked in a basin of water, she understood.

Nothing is life-important.

Chastity, honor, rights, dignity... Nothing compares to being alive!

Prosperous nails pinch palms, it hurts so much, and it makes people sober.

Tan Sheng's face turned white and red when he saw prosperity, and he seemed to have a sense of pathos, and the vicissitudes of life were not like a delicate guest raised in the deep boudoir at all, but like... Tan Sheng frowned, but it was like the rest of his life after a catastrophe...

"There is no turning back when you open the bow, no matter how difficult it is, you have to break through together. Changsheng's face returned to normal, and he reached out and shook Tansheng's paw, "I'll send a car to pick you up tomorrow." ”

Prosperity's hands are cold.

Tan Sheng thought for a while and said with a smile, "If you can break through, you can break through, but if you can't break through, it's a big deal to blow up the explosives on your back and blow him up." "Tan Sheng's ability to observe words and colors is perfect, Tan Sheng hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth, "The county lord thinks too much, people live for a lifetime, and the word chic." Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, if God does not allow people to live, then go another way. I've always been stupid and stupid, and I don't think about it that much, so I don't have so many worries. Too much worry, old fast. ”

Changsheng smiled rarely, said a few more greetings and went down the mountain to leave.

Tan Sheng stood at the gate of the mountain and stood for a long time.

The official's mother thought that her Ah Qiao was sad, so she stepped forward and said softly, "Ah Qiao, it's windy at the mountain gate..."

"Tomorrow, kill the rooster raised in the temple and eat it!" Tan Sheng gritted his teeth and stared at the old rooster who was pecking worms around the gate of the temple.

Official's mother: "Huh?"

Tan Sheng was overjoyed, "From tomorrow onwards, I won't have to get up for morning class!" Gritting his teeth again, "That rooster clucks before dawn! I cluck in the view every day! I want to eat it for a long time!"

Official's mother: "...."

I know that sadness and sadness are all fake...

My own Ah Qiao is like an oil thief in Guang'an, she can't burn hot water!

Late at night, in the woods.

The former small gatehouse of the Zhao family, now the shadow reserve codenamed Cow, Hu Qiba shrunk on a tree to eat dried naan.

He didn't even think about it when he died.

Why, when he finally took off his concierge clothes, he was still watching the door in the end?

I used to look at the door of the Zhao family, but now I look at the door of Dongyue Temple.

and a group of his shadow brothers all followed Da Langjun to the north to kill wolves and tigers, and he was the only one who was still guarding the door...

For the first time, he had doubts about his career plans.

Should he change jobs halfway through and choose to work in the very promising profession of the porter, instead of going out on a mission?

Da Langjun said, "This is a glorious and arduous task, what could be more important than protecting the young grandmother?"

Da Lang Jun said it well and reasonably.

What's more, Da Langjun also sent a detachment of men for him to send, and appointed him as the Shadow Captain of Operation "Jiaohua".

He's finally become an official...

Hu Qiba bit the naan, and saw a shadow coming out of the view and pouring water through the moonlight.

All right.

This position is not useless, at least he can continue to monitor, oh no, Miss Gu Sui.

Hu Qiba watched intently at the ears of grain in the open space after pouring water... Started push-ups...

was peeping intently, and a black shadow flashed in Hu Qiba's remaining light, followed by several chilling knife lights.

Hu Qiba quickly straightened up, whistled softly, and a team of people jumped out of the bushes in all directions, and before the three black shadows could react, a black-clothed and masked shadow quickly approached, and flew down on the clearing, and as soon as he struck, he made three sharp hand knives, followed by three cold lights!

Several large streams of blood gushed out from the neck of the black shadow man!

But in the blink of an eye, the body of the shadow man seemed to disappear from the clearing.

There was a wind blowing in the mountains and forests, and I saw the shadows of the trees, as quiet as if nothing had happened.

The leader of the Praetorian Guard, who had only stayed today, was hiding on the other side of the mountain, dumbfounded.

Hair... What happened...

The leader of the guards stared blankly at the shadows of the trees moving opposite, and then looked back blankly at the girl who was still doing push-ups in the open space of the Taoist temple.

Who is he?

Where is he?

Just... Isn't there three assassins... Die... Dead??