The last book said that the back house was quiet and hidden, but I didn't know that the front yard had already hit the Zhumen and the dark tide was rolling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Now it is said that the iron horse under the eaves roared, and the white wings carried the letter to perch on the window lattice.

The glorious morning light shines through the misty clouds of the sky, sprinkling layers of broken gold. In the peace and tranquility of the back house, a white dove gathered its wings and arrived.

Shao Changyun got up when he heard the sound, pushed the window and looked into the distance, as if there was a casual chuckle hanging on his white face, he slowly asked, "Uncle Zhang, where did the news come from?" ”

"Xu is Xia Heng's letter." Zhang Jing responded in a rough voice, stepped forward quickly, untied the small letterbox between the pigeon's legs, and locked the white pigeon in the pigeon cage on the side.

After everything was in order, Zhang Jing carefully looked at the letterbox in his hand. Unexpectedly, the surface of the letter box was smooth and abnormal, and there was no trace of marking.

"I haven't seen any secret marks, it's not something from our house." Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows, glanced at the white pigeon in the pigeon cage, and wondered. "That's weird, how did this pigeon end up in our house? Don't get stupefied on the road and bump into us. ”

Shao Changyun's eyes condensed slightly, a different color appeared on his face, but his voice was still calm and unwavering: "This is unusual, and bring it to me to see, maybe it is a greeting from a distinguished guest." ”

"Those who are good do not come, and those who come are not good." Zhang Jing avoided Shao Changyun with his side hand, and said in a rough voice, "Let the old slave come, lest there be anything wrong with this." ”

"It's just a gadget, Uncle Zhang is too worried." Shao Changyun smiled faintly, took the letter from Zhang Jing's hand, picked up the opening sealing wax, and pulled out a roll of paper from it. Before he could open his eyes, Shao Changyun's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a dark cloud slowly shrouded him, secret.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jing saw Shao Changyun's expression change abruptly, and asked urgently.

Shao Changyun smiled lightly and said nothing, and the wind and clouds were surging under his lowered eyes. He glanced at it, handed the paper roll to Zhang Jing casually, and took the candlestick on the case himself.

"If you want to live, you can't get together." Zhang Jing muttered, puzzled.

Zhang Jing raised his head to look at Shao Changyun and said with a smile: "Yo, this is a ghost thing written by a kid, and he hasn't even signed his name." ”

"It's her." Shao Changyun said softly, took the fire fold and lit the candle.

"Who is you talking about?" Zhang Jing wondered.

"Lord Chen Qi." Shao Changyun said casually.

When Zhang Jing heard this, he took a roll of paper, which was just cut out of ordinary plain paper, and there was nothing special about it. There were only six characters on the note, and the handwriting was sloppy, so the person who wrote it was afraid that others would get it, so he deliberately changed the handwriting. Zhang Jing flipped through the note and looked at it carefully, but he found nothing, and he didn't know where Shao Changyun saw it.

"If it becomes a matter of Zhu Chen, you will not survive and live. This was her last warning. Shao Changyun sighed secretly and explained in a whisper. A thick fog suddenly formed under the quivering eyelashes. He picked up the candle with a silver needle, and the flame flickered softly and grew brighter.

"How did you find out who this note belongs to?" Zhang Jing was full of doubts in his heart, and he didn't understand the deep meaning of Shao Changyun's words, so he couldn't understand, "There is no clear record on this note, forgive the old slave for being stupid and failing to investigate the mystery in it." ”

Shao Changyun laughed vaguely twice in his throat, and casually pulled out the note from Zhang Jing's hand. He twisted his fingers, slowly twisted the note into a slender paper roll and handed it to Zhang Jing, and said in a slightly astringent tone: "Uncle Zhang, you should recognize it." ”

Zhang Jing raised his hand to take it, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and his face changed suddenly. He jerked the scroll high and faced the light, confirming it again and again. At the seams of the paper rolls, the four characters made of embroidery needles became clearer and clearer.

"Second sister respectfully ......"

Zhang Jing muttered, chewing the two words repeatedly, only to feel a bright light in his heart suddenly pass by. His eyes widened, and he exclaimed in horror: "It's her!" It's her! ”

Shao Changyun smiled gloomily and burned the paper roll on the candle flame. The thin green smoke rose in a curling and scattered manner, just like his chaotic mood at the moment. When the fire was extinguished, Shao Changyun's eyes were extremely deep, and he raised his foot to crush the light ash on the ground, and was silent.

Zhang Jing glanced at Shao Changyun and saw that he had no expression, so he hurriedly said: "Master, now that this war post has been issued, it is a matter of survival, so why don't you take a charter out." ”

"Let's talk about it when I see her." Shao Changyun's eyes were gloomy, and a scorching cold light condensed into a scorching cold light that pointed directly behind Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing followed Shao Changyun's gaze and looked behind him, only to see the white pigeon that had just arrived with the letter lying in the pigeon cage at some point, cooing and dying.

"This is ......," Zhang Jing exclaimed in shock.

"Pigeon, brother." Shao Changyun let out a long sigh, his voice gradually lowered, and sighed. "Brother returned to Huangquan Road, and drank in front of Wangxiang Pavilion. She told me metaphorically, and asked me to meet at the long pavilion outside the city. ”

"Master, don't go." Zhang Jing hurriedly said.

Shao Changyun raised his hand and patted Zhang Jing, and said quietly: "Back then, it was I who didn't make it clear, so I asked her to pay the wrong time." Today, since I have penetrated her hidden words, I will go to this appointment. The knot between me and her is that it's time to have a game. Uncle Zhang, prepare the horse. ”

Zhang Jing's lips opened and closed twice, and he sighed, but finally he didn't say anything, and retreated dejectedly.

Overtime, Shao Changyun circled the horse out of the house, galloped all the way, and went straight to the long pavilion outside the city.

When he arrived at the farewell pavilion outside the city, Shao Changyun had not yet dismounted, and saw a figure curling in the isolated pavilion. The breeze slowly returned, and the lotus-colored cloak she wore was scattered with the wind, fluttering like duckweed in the water, whirring, and looking more and more thin and thin.

"Brother Yuan, you're here." The man's tone was clear, mixed with a hint of almost inaudible joy. "As smart as you, my sister guesses that my brother will be able to understand my metaphor, and Brother Yuan really lives up to my friendship."

Shao Changyun's eyes were slightly furious, and a touch of reminiscence appeared between his eyebrows. But in an instant, it dissipated with the wind. Shao Changyun turned over and dismounted, slowly stepped forward and stood outside the pavilion, bowed his hand, and said softly: "I have seen Mrs. ...... below."

"Shhhhhhh......hh

Shao Changyun saw that her appearance was hidden under the hood, and he couldn't see through her expression at the moment for a while, so he had to say tentatively: "I don't know what Mrs. is inviting today." ”

The figure trembled suddenly, and a wisp of green silk fell from the shadow of the hood, and he didn't pick up the conversation, and said in an astringent tone: "Brother Yuan, why don't you call me second sister?" ”

Shao Changyun didn't expect her words to be so direct, his face was stunned, and he lowered his eyes and said: "When I was young, it was inconvenient to be commensurate. ”

"Brother Yuan is really so ruthless, doesn't he think about the friendship of his youth at all?" Her tone is as elegant as rain hitting plantains, with a glutinous and light voice.

"Madame has said that." Shao Changyun said solemnly, and said in a cold tone.

"Brother Yuan, you and I have not been cold, you are so distant and polite, it really hurts my sister's heart." She lifted her hand lightly, lifted the hood covering her face, and smiled.

If you want to know who this Lord of Chen Qi is, listen to the details below.