Chapter 67: The Old Man in the Rain
At the end of the day, the rain was heavier. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ infoDark clouds rolled in the dark night, and white smoke was in between heaven and earth. The so-called heavy rain is like smoke, right?
In the ancient pavilion of Wangshan ten miles outside Youzhou City, two figures swirled out, and the clothes of the two people were whirring in the wind and rain.
"Third brother, how did you get to such a place!" Tianjiao put down the two knotted burdens on her shoulders and brushed the hair that was blown in front of her forehead, only to find that the tassel hairpin was missing again. Busy looking down, the night before dawn, it was so black that it was dyed with ink, even if her eyes were good, she couldn't see the tiny beads on the ground. She couldn't help but sigh.
"The third brother was in a hurry for a while, he didn't grasp the balance well, and he came out too hastily. Otherwise, we'll spin back and we should be able to find an inn. Long Tianlin's face was embarrassed, but fortunately, Tianjiao couldn't see it in the dark.
"Forget it, even if you find the inn now, it is estimated that it will be closed, and it will definitely be shocking to knock on the door. In case Murong Chong sends someone to arrest us at dawn, someone will report the news. β
"No, it won't!" Long Tianlin stood up from the fence.
"Why not, who made us look so eye-catching!" Tianjiao naughtily pushed him to sit down, leaning his back on Long Tianlin. "Now that we have money, we can go wherever we want. It's a pity that I can only carry so much of the 100,000 silver dollars I have worked hard. β
"And said! You're so delicate that you want to carry things, and the money I took is enough for us. β
"Who is afraid of more money, the more the merrier." Tianjiao giggled.
"You squint for a while, and as soon as the morning dawns, we will go to Nanfeng Mountain on the way, find a safe inn and you live first." I have to go back when the time comes, otherwise when the queen mother summons, I should be exposed for sneaking out of the palace, and I won't have a chance to run next time. β
"Hmm." Tianjiao chuckled and leaned on her third brother's back, feeling wide and thick, squinting and taking a nap. Long Tianlin hunched his back, put his hands on his knees, and closed his eyes to rest.
The day was getting brighter, but the rain didn't stop.
Long Tianlin turned around and patted Tianjiao, who was already asleep, "It's time to get up." Tianjiao raised her eyes to look at the rain and fog that was so thick that she couldn't dissolve, "It's dawn so soon!" She knew that her third brother was running out of time with her.
On the post road, a man and a woman walked in the distance, and in the dense rainforest, their bodies seemed to glow, and they could not see half of the rain falling on them. The man driving thought he was dazzled, wiped the rain that was flowing over the bamboo hat in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, the two were gone. "What the hell!"
After a night of driving, he was so tired that he collapsed. He turned around and shouted, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, there is a post house not far ahead, it is better to rest, these horses are too tired to run." β
"Good! Let's take a break. The curtain of the car was raised, Yan Chuheng looked left and right, and according to his guiding artifact, he was about to arrive in Youzhou.
"Brother, is it necessary for you to do this?" The side of the curtain showed half a delicate face. Yan Shu furrowed her brows, looking at the heavy rain like smoke, her eyes were also stained with water.
Last night, when she heard that Murong Chong was going to marry Tianjiao as a concubine, her heart was pricked, and she had been hurting faintly.
"What do you mean by necessity? I don't think you have to come along! β
The water marks in Yan Shu's eyes suddenly condensed into tears.
Yan Chuheng lowered the curtain of the car, turned around and saw his sister's tearful appearance, and his heart softened. "What's so good about Murong Chong, you girls all want to marry him. Ay! β
He sighed, and unfolded the daylily paper in his hand to look at the black ink, he always felt that Tianjiao was trying to hint at something to him.
"Sister, are you sure that last time at the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of Dayou, Murong Chong forced Tianjiao to marry him as a concubine?"
"Then can I still get my brother?"
Yan Shu didn't answer the rhetorical question, the tears in her eyes melted into the corners of her eyes, and Yan Chuheng didn't dare to ask further questions with an aggrieved look.
Murong Chong was his sister's sweetheart, and he couldn't sprinkle salt on her heart at this time. He is not distressed now, and he can't wait to turn a somersault to Yunxiao Palace.
The carriage rolled in the mud and stopped in front of the post house. The young man who greeted the guests in the post house rushed out to greet the guests with a big oil umbrella.
The coachman rubbed the muddy water off his body and asked the young man if a man and a woman had come to the store, and the young man shook his head.
"It's amazing, they must be coming this way......"
"What's the situation?" Yan Chuheng is strange, the coachman is usually a man who doesn't talk much, but now he is a little abnormal.
The coachman turned around and said, "It's nothing, it's just that in the strange heavy rain, the man and the woman have neither an umbrella nor a rain coat, but they are not wet." β
"Oh?!" Could it be that someone has developed an artifact to avoid the rain? Yan Chuheng often thinks of others with his own heart.
When the guest officer said this, the little one remembered that the female guest who came just now was like this. The little one kept staring at the door to welcome the guests, and somehow, as soon as the flowers in front of him saw the female guests arrive, she was not raining at all. After the young man finished speaking, he realized something, his eyes showed horror, and he subconsciously looked upstairs.
Yan Chuheng smiled, "Don't be afraid, in broad daylight, where are the ghosts!" There must be some way to shelter from the rain. Don't make a fuss about yourselves, scare yourselves. β
The coachman responded, embarrassed to step back. The young man also smiled wryly, and hurriedly helped Yan Chuheng and Yan Shu to open the room.
"What? Just take a break! "The little guy was a little unhappy, I thought he was coming with a big customer, but he was just passing by to avoid the rain." The upstairs room is gone, so I have to sit downstairs for the time being. You can't sit here in vain, twenty dollars a person, and there is a pot of tea before Ming Qian to drink. β
"What words! It's not that they don't give you money. Arrange for me two rooms upstairs, and I'm going to wash up. Yan Chu Heng originally planned to just rest for a while, this time he changed his mind and wanted to meet with Murong Chong, the Great Shadow King, to theorize, of course, he couldn't lose to him in terms of momentum and demeanor.
Don't they all say that Murong Chong is the most loved and wanted to marry by women in the world? He Yan Chuheng is no worse than him, and he has to clean up well today, and go to meet this romantic character in a beautiful way, a man who is so romantic that he wants to rob someone's fiancΓ©e to be the princess.
Yan Shu had already prepared, and last night Da You came to deliver the letter, so she packed up her baggage and planned to go to Da You to see the excitement. Murong Chong is a man, not a god, and when there is always negligence, she doesn't believe that she can't take him. Tianjiao is just the concubine he married, and if she has one more concubine, I believe it is not difficult. Her identity is much more noble than Tianjiao, and she is very confident in this.
Yan Shu freshened up, looked forward to herself, where is the delicate face worse than Tianjiao! Hearing Yan Chuheng calling her outside, she answered. She pressed the contents of her sleeve pocket, and her eyes lit up.
Upstairs was quiet, and the few houses didn't seem to be inhabited. Yan Shu walked briskly towards the stairs, passing a room around the corner, I don't know if it was blown by the wind, and then there was a squeak.
Yan Shu subconsciously looked inside, and the person in the door also walked over quickly to pull the door. The eyes of the two collided.
"Is that you?" Yan Shu opened her mouth in shock, and subconsciously took a step closer, "It's really you, aren't you getting married today?" β
(To be continued.) )