At nightfall, Shi Lan changed into a light Hu dress and quietly went out of the room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Walk through the garden with its elaborate pavilions, past the tall black buildings, and a few feet away by the high walls that have been repaired.

Ever since she saw Zhu'er's expression during the day, Shi Lan had a sense of urgency, and she felt the need to solve her problem as soon as possible, and if possible, she would like to follow the vine and find out where the merchant was from the false mother.

After all, the fake mother has known the merchant for a long time, and even if she doesn't say many things, everyone knows them.

Laboriously climbing over the high wall, Shi Lan jumped down lightly, looked around vigilantly, and ran towards the wooden shed area where the Riba people lived with his memory, passing through the narrow paths, Shi Lan looked around, as far as the eye could see, there were all low roofs and broken wooden doors, no matter how you looked at it, she felt that they looked the same.

Shi Lan tiptoed, stretched his neck and looked at each house, and after about three or four lanes, he finally found one that looked a little familiar.

Shi Lan calmed down, cautiously jumped in from the door, and listened attentively against the window.

There seems to be a slight fluctuation of sound in the room, and if you listen carefully, it seems to be the sound of wiping the string groove and inadvertently hooking, and it is like playing and singing slowly, casually.

Shi Lan listened attentively, the string sound was extremely familiar, and she couldn't help but be happy, and hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and a clear and transparent voice came out, "Who?" ”

Shi Lan unconsciously straightened his clothes, pulled down his slightly loose hair, and grinned softly at the corners of his mouth, "Sergeant Bu, it's me." ”

In the quiet of the night, Shi Lan listened to her own sound as crisp as the first cry of a hundred spirits, soft as gurgling blue water.

Shi Lan frowned, knowing that it was the original owner's emotions that were at fault, so she had to pinch her throat and secretly remind herself to control her emotions.

The sound of seats rubbing against each other sounded in the room, and in a moment, the door was opened, revealing Bu Mingbo's delicate and white face.

"It's Lan Niang, please come in," Bu Mingbo said sideways with a smile on his face.

Shi Lan smiled at Bu Mingbo and walked in.

The room was very dark, only one candle flickered on, Bu Mingbo hurriedly lit two more candlesticks, and smiled uncomfortably: "If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are not at home, Aunt Sun is leaving, I know that these inconspicuous objects usually cost so much silver." ”

Shi Lan frowned slightly, and asked him quietly, "The fake mother is gone?" She's fine here, why is she leaving? Some time ago, Ah Lang also said that the fake mother would train people, and he would pick two more to send to his subordinates. ”

Bu Mingbo's eyebrows moved, the corners of his mouth showed a wry smile, and said: "You also know that in the past two years, Aunt Sun has only you and Yueniang by her side, and soon after you left, Yueniang also left with Liu Weng. I went out to visit a friend two days ago, and when I came back, she had packed her bags and left quietly, leaving me with only this empty house, which made me, a person who never bothered about firewood and rice, panicked all of a sudden. ”

Bu Mingbo shook his head and sighed with a smile.

Shi Lan smiled at the corner of her mouth, and there was a faint emotion of admiration in her heart, Shi Lan was very unimpressed with this, her personality was sometimes extreme, black is black, and white is white.

The original owner died, and the murderer was Bu Mingbo, although it was to live, there was a reason for it, but who didn't want to live, what right did he have to decide the life and death of others, but since the original owner didn't blame him, and still had feelings for him, Shi Lan couldn't disobey her, so she had to deal with it with a smile.

Bu Mingbo poured a cup of hot tea for Shi Lan, pushed it to her and said, "I don't have the skill of you, if it tastes bad, don't dislike it." ”

Shi Lan smiled slightly, picked it up and sniffed it lightly for a moment, "This is a piece of incense?" ”

Bu Mingbo smiled: "Not bad, how is it, how does it taste?" ”

Bu Mingbo held his palm lightly, put one hand on the table, put the other hand on his knees, raised his chin lightly, and there was a little self-satisfaction in his expression.

Shi Lan put down the teacup and said with a smile: "The aroma is rich and elegant, and the tea taste is sweet, which is also good in the incense piece, I am afraid that it is not difficult to find it in such a realm!" ”

The corners of Bu Mingbo's mouth raised, and the smugness in his eyes was almost overflowing, but he pretended to be reserved, made a calm appearance, and pinched the orchid finger to serve the teacup.

"It's a friend's puppet, and he likes something stronger, so he gave this to me."

Shi Lan raised her eyebrows, and complimented her with a reluctant smile: "I didn't expect that after a few days of not seeing each other, the sergeant has already made friends with such a person, which makes Lan Niang admire." ”

Bu Mingbo smiled and waved his hand.

Shi Lan pursed her lips, and she didn't talk about sex, and after a few polite words to him, she was about to leave.

Since Aunt Sun has left, her plan to explore her physique has come to naught, and this trip is in vain.

Bu Mingbo sent her outside the door and poked his head out to look at the empty alleyway.

Seeing him like this, Shi Lan smiled and said, "The people in the mansion are waiting for me in front, and the grand sergeant will send it here." ”

Bu Mingbo was about to step out of the door, turned his head to look at the room, and said, "That's fine." ”

Shi Lan walked slowly along the dark alleyway, and after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped again.

When the original owner entered the Governor's Mansion, it was nothing more than because his and Bu Mingbo's lives were pinched in the palm of Shi Weng's hand, and if he didn't comply, he might die at any time.

Now that she belongs to Yue Zhan, although she is just a family player, it is very difficult for a businessman in Shi Weng to see her, not to mention that the Governor's Mansion is a soldier in hand, and his guards want to go in and take her life, it is a pipe dream.

Shi Lan thought that since the original owner still had indescribable feelings for Bu Mingbo, she simply did a good job to the end and sent Bu Mingbo to the capital, where Aunt Sun also invited him, where he was also familiar with people, and he should be able to live a good life.

Now, the steward of the house only hated her, and if she would ask him for a favor, he would do his best to get the people out of Anxi safely.

The more Shi Lan thought about it, the better it became, so she simply turned around and returned to the gate of the small courtyard, ready to discuss with Bu Mingbo.

Walking to the door, she was about to raise her hand and knock on the door, but the lights in the room had been extinguished, and the sound of the two of them talking could be faintly heard inside.

Shi Lan was slightly startled, she knew very well that there was only one Bu Mingbo in the Shicai house, how could there be a second person at this moment?

Shi Lan hurriedly approached and listened, but it was windy tonight, so he couldn't really hear it anyway.

Shi Lan had no choice but to climb over the wall again, sticking to the wall all the way to the window.

The window paper on the window lattice was a thin layer, Shi Lan licked her fingers, gently poked the bottom corner of the window lattice, and put her eyes on it.

The room was dim, Shi Lan could only see a thin figure, this person Shi Lan was very familiar, it was this person who sent her out of the door just now, and next to him was a big man with tangled muscles and a burly figure, but it was very strange.

Shi Lan frowned, the two were very close to each other, the big man's arm wrapped around Bu Mingbo's waist, and his big hand tore at the button around his neck.

Bu Mingbo slapped his hand away, twisted around and sat aside, and said, "It's all burning eyebrows, you still have the heart to think about this." ”

Dahan scratched his neck and said in an urn voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Bu Mingbo said: "Haven't you seen it yet? Lan Niang didn't come to me today to catch up with me at all, she came to find Aunt Sun, and I don't know if she believes my rhetoric? ”

The big man snorted, as if he had something in his mouth, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

(To be continued.) )