"Oh, awesome......"

Qin was surprised, but the man didn't see much exclamation on the little girl's face. He has been with Yongque for many years, and there are many women who have come to the door over the years. Although the eunuch is a dishonorable profession, to put it bluntly, he is a subordinate and a slave. But being a slave to the height of Yongque is equivalent to the realm of perfection in martial arts. It is said that the talents and beauties who are not favored in the palace, and even some low-level officials who are not powerful openly and secretly want to stuff their daughters into the mansion of Yongque, which is comparable to that of princes.

Yongque has always been respectful of women, who knows whether the woman is behind the gentle township or the infernal prison.

Because of this, it is very strange that the overseer of his own house went out to investigate the case, and when he came back, there was a yellow-haired girl.

Yongque asked a few words briefly and turned around, and happened to catch a glimpse of Qin Slow's eyes, which looked pitiful like an abandoned puppy. He smiled unconsciously, laughing so much that the people below were frightened, looking at each other for a while, and turning his head vigorously to think about whether he had said something wrong to attract such a mad laugh from his ancestors.

Before he turned his head, Yongque had already stepped in front of Qin Slow, pointed to a black and shiny BMW in front of him and said, "You can ride a horse, right?" ”

Qin slowly looked at the horse that seemed to be taller than her, shook his head like a rattle, and waved his hand: "No, no." ”

Yongque glanced at her: "Waste." ”

Qin Chu was very aggrieved, but she was a little weak-hearted, and her eyes glanced around: "Overseer, where is my puppy?" ”

Yongque didn't know her Xiao Jiujiu, so he didn't bother to pierce it, so he followed her and said: "You said Xiaoman, I asked Huo An to find a cage and lock it up, so as not to scream on the road." ”

The two of them asked and answered, which can be regarded as calm, but this calmness is not only smacked in the eyes of the group of people who came out of Beijing. Who has ever seen his own overseer so approachable and coaxing a little girl in a good voice. Yongque has the arrogance of Yongque, and with his status and status, even the concubines in the palace are too lazy to give a few glances.

The dawn sky was already white, in order to enter the city when there were few people, Qin Slow was sent to the carriage by Huo An with his legs, and not long after getting into the carriage, she found that Huo An did not follow but came in Yongque! Unlike her, who is lazy and lazy, in the past few days, except for rainy days, Yongque has never been in a carriage when she can ride a horse.

As soon as he came up, his hands and feet stretched, and suddenly the spacious car was a little narrower, and Qin Slow, who was already sitting down and preparing to make up for his sleep, had to move his place. She hummed and didn't speak, but Yongque heard her displeasure from her chirp, and said with a smile: "What is the anti-guest-oriented, our family has seen it today." ”

Qin Slow was a little embarrassed by him, sat up a little straighter, and said hypocritically: "Overseer, where are you talking, you sit down." ”

Yongque really wanted to pierce the smirk on his face with one finger, and his diaphragm should make people panic!

With Yongque here, Qin Chu no longer had the freedom to monopolize a small world in the past, and he complained bitterly in his heart and sat beside him with the rules and regulations of heaven and earth, and after sitting for a while, he began to fight. As soon as a yawn came out, Yongque took out a long box, the box was exquisite, and when he opened it, Qin slowly felt a little familiar, and then looked at the whole person and immediately sobered up a lot.

"Overseer, what is this?"

She looked outside the carriage and didn't finish her sentence.

Yongque was not as restrained as her, and the entourage outside knew his rules and would not get too close to the carriage, just wanted her to speak at ease, but when his eyes fell on her, he stopped, coughed pretending to be vague, and beckoned to her.

Qin Chu really got into the trap, and the thief sat closer to him, and looked down to see that it was indeed a portrait of a woman brought out of the underground palace.

At this time, the portrait was halfway unfolded in Yongque's hands, revealing the half of the mysterious woman's body. is still a slender figure with palace clothes and temples, and the face facing away from them doesn't know what kind of national color and fragrance it is, or it is sad and moving.

Who she is, why she is in the dungeon, and what is the connection with the series of strange things that have happened so far.

Just with such a nameless and ownerless picture, even Yongque is difficult to guess a point or two.

The strangest thing is that the identity of the person in the painting is supposed to be from the royal family, but why is the background a vast ocean. Strange woman, strange place, Yongque stared at it for a long time, but did not understand. And Qin Que on the side also looked very seriously, and unconsciously a small face had stretched out under Yongque's eyes, his head covered most of the page, Yongque couldn't help but ask, "What can you see?" ”

Qin slowly stared at it for a while, raised his head and shook it honestly: "No." ”

"......" Yongque wanted to see some clues from her face, and accidentally slid her gaze along the thin neck over her collarbone and landed on the looming spring color.

When she entered Beijing today, Huo An specially prepared a skirt with passionflower on a white background that is now fashionable in the capital, and a moon-white ribbon was tied on her chest, just to create an undulating line that wanted to talk. Yongque was accustomed to seeing the dress of a woman in Beijing, but when he saw this beautiful scenery at first glance, he was unprecedentedly uncomfortable.

Qin was unaware, he was never a good person, and after a little crampedness, he calmly discussed with her: "That day, thousands of people took you away, did you mention anything related to this woman?" ”

"I've told the Overseer what I should have said," Qin Slow was still close to him, leaning over most of his body and carefully studying the woman in the painting, but she still knew that she was not completely lying on his lap, so that he didn't know whether he was angry or regretful in his heart, "But he didn't mention this woman, judging from all the signs in the dungeon, I think this woman may be ......."

"What could be?"

"Probably not people."

Yongque was stunned, not knowing where her words came from, but he heard Qin say slowly: "I don't know if the Overseer has ever heard of a legend." ”

"What legend?"

"A legend related to the previous dynasty and Dayan."

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The sky was like a hole, crackling and pouring beans in the middle of the night, and after a while, the sound of rain outside the window finally quieted down, and Su Bujian sat in the corner of the ground with his sword half-asleep. At this time, the tiredness of people was the strongest, Su Buji's eyelids gradually sank, and suddenly a line of singing floated into his ears like a dream.

The song is as far away as fog, and so close that it seems to be right in front of you!

But his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them at all, and a figure gradually came out of the mist of the song, with a slender figure and a blurred face.

The endless mournful female voice sang in his ear: "There is Qiming in the east, and Chang Gung in the west." There is a trip to the end of the day, and the line of giving. Vinan has a basket, and you can't do it."

She gradually got closer, so close that Su Bujian was about to see her face!

Finally he saw it, his pupils dilated in an instant, his heartbeat sounded like thunder, and the cold sweat from behind him came out and fell into a waterfall.

Because he saw a man who was not human!

As soon as the scream reached his throat, there was a crisp click, and Su Bu opened his eyes with difficulty with a sharp pain.

"Wake up! Wake up! Nerds! ”

A familiar and obscene figure squatted in front of him, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief with one hand, and laboriously groping in his sleeve with the other, and finally he found a small sachet. Without saying a word, he quickly let go of the hand covering his mouth and nose, poured out a bunch of black powder and blew lightly at him, and suddenly the pungent powder choked Su Bujian and almost didn't hold his breath.

The smell was indescribable, like the sour smell of a strong man's mat that had not been washed for several years, or the stench of several corpses rotting in coffins for days on a hot summer day.

In short, the first time Su Buxian came to his senses was to punch Song Weiwen from east to west......

Song Weiwen was beaten so much that her eyes were golden, she couldn't get up for a long time holding her abdomen, and a few words popped out of her teeth: "Su Bubinding, I/Day/Your ancestors ......"

Su Bu also/his ancestors!

The two who were both defeated calmed down with each other for a while, and finally relieved themselves, and the first person to ask was Su Bubin: "Someone drugged?" ”

He paid close attention to the movement outside the door, and his hand was already gripping the hilt of his sword.

Song Weiwen was still pretending to be dead on the ground, pretending to be lazy for a while, raising his hand to gesture yes, and then gestured no.

In terms of reasoning, there may be no one in the world who can compare to Song Weiwen.

The rain stopped ticking outside the window, like a person's soft footsteps and like an hourglass that silently timed. Other than that, the night is silent and unpredictable.

Finally, the inn sounded the voice that Su Bujian expected, the sound of real footsteps.

But the footsteps did not go to their room, but to the door!

Song Weiwen obviously heard it too, he counted for a while, put his fingers together, and swiped towards the window.

Su Bujian jumped up, endured the disgusting aftertaste, and silently took two steps to the window, and the hilt of the sword was topped, and a slit was opened.

After the rain, the sky was clear, and the moon even appeared!

Although the eyebrow moon is not very bright, it is enough for him to see the figure of the group outside the inn! He frowned, even if the rain stopped, the people outside the door were still wearing various cloaks, and their forms were terrifying, not ghosts but ghosts.

They are obviously the Liu family in Song Weiwen's mouth, it is not difficult to identify, and the first of them is Liu Erye - Liu Du.

In the middle of the night, the rainstorm first stopped, and instead of resting in the room, he covered his head and covered his face and came out of the door.

But Song Weiwen did not chase out immediately, but signaled Su Bujian to wait.

After waiting for about half a pillar of incense, Liu Du and the others were gone, and there was another line of footsteps in the inn.

This time, the footsteps were much heavier than Liu Du's, and the martial arts between the two people were superior. Although their martial arts were not very good, their actions were very agile, and they arrived outside the door almost instantly, neatly and neatly, and glanced at each other in great tacit understanding, and then went straight in the direction of Liu Du and them.

"Hey, interesting." Song Weiwen put her arm on Su Bubin's shoulders and looked at the back of the pedestrian who was gradually disappearing, "Su Daxia, the moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, do you want to see where the beauty in your dreams is sacred?" ”

Su Bujian raised his head suddenly, he knew??