In the evening, there is a lot more market atmosphere in the capital, and the streets are filled with different snack flavors, which smell like a world-class encounter about food. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shen Lin'an walked through the misty steam, and the bursts of cigarette smoke that swept the tip of her nose made her confused several times, as if she had passed through hundreds of years of time, and returned to the prosperity of Chang'an Avenue that year.

There are no soldiers to kill, there is no troubled yellow sand, she is still the Jiang family's wanton pampered girl, sneaking out of the house on some warm evenings, walking side by side with him across a distance, buying countless snacks, he pays, she eats, a long street comes to the end, she smiles and stuffs the remaining bunch of snacks to the little beggar on the side of the road, and on the way back, he buys it and brings it to the sisters and sisters at home.

Shen Lin'an slowly turned the wheel, squinted her eyes happily, the noodle seller's stall passed by, she stopped, smiled and bought two, one pinched herself, and the other, made him with her own hands, she twisted her body and stretched out her hand: "Ah Zhen, do you look like it?" ”

In front of him was a strange-looking man, and when he saw her outstretched hand, he was also stunned.

Shen Lin'an held back her laughter, she had forgotten that she was no longer Jiang Bai, and this was not the brightly lit Chang'an Avenue a hundred years ago, and he was long gone.

In the hundreds of years that she could not go back to, each of them took her a lifetime to cross. Even if she can span a hundred years, she will also move forward, to the hundred years without him.

They were forced against him by time, and the longer she lived, the farther away she became.

The outstretched hand was slowly put down, Shen Linan smiled and looked at the man in front of him, he had not yet reached the crown, his face was a little green and sickly pale, he was very thin, but he had thin lips that were pale in the night.

She lowered her eyes and apologized to the person who was suddenly offended: "Childe, please forgive me." ”

There were two domestic servants standing behind him, and they could hear Shen Lin'an's words, one protected the man in front of him, and the other stood still but answered: "Although it doesn't matter, the girl is out alone, so you should be careful." ”

Shen Lin'an nodded, inserted the noodle man into the small hole next to the handrail, turned the wheelchair and wanted to go, but one hand helped the handle behind him, Shen Lin'an turned his head, and the owner of the hand smiled shyly: "It's getting late, the girl is afraid that it will be inconvenient to be alone, it's better to talk about staying at home, and I will escort the girl home." ”

Shen Lin'an stared at his almost transparent finger for a few moments, until he shyly tucked it back into his sleeve. The servant behind him couldn't bear it for a long time: "Childe! The night is very cold, so don't get cold! ”

The sick boy waved his hand: "It's okay. ”

Shen Lin'an's eyes roamed the black veil on his eyes a few more times before turning around again: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that the night is like water, and I don't want to share it with others." ”

She pushed the wheelchair forward, the wheels rustled on the bluestone pavement, and the noodle man pinned to the armrest fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and fell aside.

Shen Lin settled down, that's it, after all, the past is like smoke and it is difficult to return, why should today's people not forget. She walked resolutely through the crowd, her shadow shortening and lengthening under a lamp.

The sick boy stood there and watched until she rounded the corner at the end of the street. He looked at the five men with different expressions but always with him, and the corners of his mouth showed a little loss: "It's that I gave the wrong courtesy." ”

He took a few steps forward, picked up the fallen noodle man, brushed the dust, and tucked it into his sleeve.

Qingping didn't return until the third watch, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw someone sitting quietly in front of the window. She had a soft towel on her knees and a big scarf on her back, waiting for a long time.

Qing Yu knelt on one knee, her eyes unconsciously fell on her hand, but the opening was irrelevant: "Girl, the information of Tianji Pavilion asks for three favors, and the maid agrees." ”

Shen Lin'an lightly: "Hmm." He motioned for her to continue.

Qing Yu took the wording: "The third generation of Shen Bigu's punishment elder died in the Northern Desert, and the fifth and ninth factions are fighting for the ownership of the new punishment elder. The sixth faction has a deal with the prince, and the dark one is now serving as the prince's secret guard. ”

It's really a pot of rotten porridge, boiled for too long and the porridge cooker wants to stir in different directions, after a long time, the top is boiled, the bottom is boiled, the soft pot is lying on the ground, and they want to put some new rice, they are not afraid of boiling the sandwich.

Shen Linan nodded: "I know, when did Feiyue Lou say to do it?" "Someone spent money to buy her head, and Feiyuelou knew it in advance because of the friendship, saying that it would only make a move once. Since ancient times, the killer of Feiyue Tower will give up the task if he fails to make three shots, and he will only make one move, which is already a great favor.

Qing Apple took out a small section of copper pipe from the hairpin: "The Feiyue Mansion Master has something to say." ”

Shen Lin'an responded shallowly: "Just put it on the table, you can go." By the way, Aunt Xue has a big move tomorrow, you go and tell the third lady to seize the opportunity. ”

The apple gently stepped back and closed the door panel. Shen Lin'an took the copper pipe from the table, looked at it for a moment, and with force in his hand, he only heard a subtle "click", and a paper roll fell out.

Shen Linan looked at the moonlight slowly: "The full moon will be lost, and the wind is rumbling." ”

Shen Fu woke up from the silence, the woman woke up the sleepy little maid loudly, the man fed the grass amid the hoarse sound of the cows and horses, and the cook on the stove chopped vegetables in a panic, chopping the board tremblingly.

Lu Yang pushed the door into the house, Shen Linan was still sitting in front of the window, the tide was ticking on the big cloud, and it was a faint lake when he touched it.

Lu Yang untied the big slug for her: "Girl, it's dawn." Shen Lin'an recovered from a night of contemplation: "Well, let's sleep." ”

Lu Yang gently carried her to the bed, tucked the quilt, and took a small stool to sit aside. sat quietly for two hours, and when a cold sweat broke out on Shen Lin'an's forehead, he woke her up from her sleep.

Then he called Shadow and Apple, who had been waiting outside, to come in and freshen up. Shen Lin'an's day began like this.

After finishing breakfast, she waited quietly in the house for Aunt Xue's movements, and after a while, news came one by one.

Aunt Xue let people enter the small ancestral hall, Aunt Xue's people added arsenic to the flour in the big kitchen, Aunt Xue asked people to throw the old clothes with the paper slips out of the house, and Aunt Xue carried the rice cakes sent from the big kitchen to Biyun Building.

Shen Lin'an smiled: "Go and send the clothes directly to the person who should send them, and the rest depends on what you three young ladies do." ”

Shen's mansion is still clean and peaceful, and the real undercurrent is in the deep water that is difficult to reach.

A backhouse is also a battlefield, and those who fight must follow the rules of the situation, and if they try to stir up the abyss with forces that do not belong to the backhouse, they must be prepared to face the consequences.

She's been putting up with it for a long time.

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released a prep male lead.,This is his first scene (it's not ==|||.] But I'm just going to let you guess and not tell you. What the? Don't you guess? Then it's better for him to do it for the first time. ）。

It turns out that the cute little angel is my editor, and this inexplicable feeling of being loved is so happy!