The words "Five Princes" and "Adultery" came into his eyes, and a trace of inexplicable sourness slipped through his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After settling down, he carefully read the few numbers on the note a few more times. Finding that there was no flaw in the font or paper, he reached for the note and put it into the burning wick.

The tongue of fire quickly burned the slender strip of paper, leaving a few ashes behind.

"Master Chunyou, you must save Miss. Fu'an heard the movement in the courtyard, struggled to get out of bed, knelt in front of Chunyou, and pleaded in a hoarse voice.

"If I can save Miss back, Fu'an is willing to do anything. ”

Chunyou bent down to help Fu'an up, and replied, "Don't worry." I'll definitely bring her back in its entirety. ”

Looking at Chunyou's determined eyes, Fu'an's heart was a little more settled.

Fu'an repeated what Mama said intermittently.

Chunyo rubbed the rosary in his hand and thought about various possibilities. It's just that this incident happened strangely, and there is neither antecedent nor consequence. Today's situation is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

The only thing that is certain at the moment is that Ye Juan is in the capital tonight!

Just send someone to watch the entrances of all the gates tomorrow and wait for the suspicious characters to appear. There is no way to do it.

"Fu'an, you rest for a while, and you must return to the Ye Mansion before dawn to stabilize the people in the Ye Mansion. Chun You explained.

"Master Chunyou, when I came out, I had already told everyone in the courtyard to keep their mouths shut, so you just let me stay in this young lady. Fu'an sobbed lowly.

"I have other tasks entrusted to you, which are related to Wan'er's safety, so you won't go back?" asked Chunyou indifferently.

Fu'an nodded with teary eyes, "As long as I can rescue Miss, I am willing to go to the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot." ”

"You go back, wait for dawn to pay attention to whether there are any people in the entire Ye Mansion who want to return to their hometowns or plan to leave the Ye Mansion. Chunyou explained with a condensed face.

Fu'an nodded yes, "Master, please rest assured, Fu'an guarantees to complete the task." ”

After saying that, he got up and walked out the door. Although Master Chunyou said that it was okay to go back at dawn, it was better to go back early.

Chunyou watched the limping and walking slowly, and felt how fortunate Ye Juan was to have such a loyal servant by his side. He said to the hermit again: "You send Fu'an back to the house, and then stay in the Ye Mansion to keep an eye on, and notify me as soon as there is news." ”

"Miss Fu'an, the young master asked me to send you back. "After a few steps of retreat, I caught up with Fu'an.

Fu'an was a little depressed, he was like this, didn't he know how to reach out and help him? Standing aside like a door god, what was the use of asking you to send it? Why don't you go back alone?

If it is placed in ordinary times, it is necessary to count the retreats and meditate, but the current situation is really not in the mood and has no strength to preach.

Fu'an whispered a response.

It was strange that the hermit only followed behind Fu'an quietly, neither speaking nor too slow.

Fu'an thought that there was an iceberg face following behind, and replied irritably: "Didn't Master Chunyou teach you to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

The hermit was very surprised to look at Fu'an, who suddenly turned around and was angry with him, and some of the second monks were confused.

It's no wonder that I haven't been in contact with other girls except my sister before, so I'm in place like a wooden pestle.

"Didn't you hear me? Seeing that the hermit was silent, Fu'an was even more angry.

After shouting, he beat his uncompetitive legs, squatted on the ground and cried.

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle, and the hidden cultivation is considered to have seen it. This girl who cries for a while and is a murderer for a while is a true portrayal.

The hermit had never coaxed a girl, so he only stepped forward in a daze and handed the handkerchief to Fu'an.

Fu'an was crying at this time, and he didn't care about his demeanor or anything, so he wiped a handful of snot and tears directly on the handkerchief handed over.

When the crying was a little quieter, the hermit asked tentatively, "Why are you crying?"

Fu'an choked up and replied word by word: "I can't walk anymore, but I still have to go back to save Miss." As he spoke, he thrashed his legs desperately.

"Oh! I thought it was something big!" said the hermitage without any pain.

Fu'an suddenly stood up like a fried hen, pointed at Yin Xiu's nose and shouted, "What do you know, anything about Miss is a big deal for me." What's more, Miss is in danger now, and I can't help anything. ”

As he spoke, tears the size of beans fell from his round eyes, and Fu'an reached out and wiped them again, but the tears seemed to be unable to be wiped clean.

The hermit was calmed by the stubborn Fu'an with teardrop eyes in front of him. If something happens to the young master, I'm afraid that I will go crazy when I am no longer around.

Yin Xiu slowly walked in front of Fu'an and squatted down. said: "I carry you." It's quicker to go back this way. ”

Fu'an was a little dazed by the sudden opening of the hermitage, and thought about whether men and women could kiss or not, so he hesitated a little before gently lying on the back of the hermitage.

The back of the hermit is thick and warm, with a faint sandalwood fragrance. Fu'an Xu was tired of crying, and he faintly felt sleepy when he leaned on the shoulder of the hermit.

At the moment when his eyes were about to close, he gently said in the hermitage's ear, "Thank you." ”

The hermit gently lifted Fu'an up, touched the woman's soft body, and his face was hot for a while. I didn't expect Fu'an, a cute girl with a round face, to be so light.

Tiptoe to the ground, easy to jump onto the roof. In the middle of the moon, a black shadow jumped in the air of the capital.

"Miss......" Fu'an exclaimed, looked around and found that he was lying on his bed, and saw a little bright color outside the window.

Thinking about the bloody Ye Juan in the dream just now, he twisted on the ground and said: Fu'an, save me. Fu'an, help me!

Fu'an hurriedly got up and gathered the people in the courtyard again.

"Miss is not feeling well today and needs bed rest. ”

"Besides, I don't have to do anything this morning. Miss explained, you just need to pay attention today to see if there is anyone in the house who wants to resign. If you find it, report it immediately, and if the situation is true, Miss will have a heavy reward. ”

Although everyone is suspicious, it is rare to have a leisure, and looking for someone is nothing more than gags everywhere and gossip about right and wrong. There is a reward for such a simple thing. Everyone responded with a smile and scattered to inquire about the news.

After giving the order, Fu An'an's strength seemed to be taken away, and he took a few steps back and sat down on the soft collapse.

"Be careful. A cold male voice rang out.

"Who?" said the man in the inner courtyard of the deep house, Fu'an whispered in surprise.

Seeing a long black-robed man walking out of the shadows, Fu An breathed a sigh of relief and said dissatisfiedly: "I walk quietly, I want to scare people to death." ”

The hermit didn't want to argue with her, "Why don't you sleep more, it's not dawn yet." ”

Fu'an sighed and muttered, "I dreamed that the young lady was covered in blood, how did you tell me to sleep?" After speaking, he covered his face with his hands and sobbed lowly, crying with forbearance.

The hermit didn't know what was wrong, thinking that the handkerchief had been used, so he picked up the corner of the robe and handed it to Fu'an to wipe his tears.