Not far from the grassy shore, the handsome man who is as charming as the breeze and the moon looks at me with inexplicable emotion in his red eyes, and his delicate and smooth skin like ceramics faintly appears pale, at this moment he stares at me quietly, and the corners of his mouth outline a beautiful arc.

Biting my lips, I lowered my head in embarrassment, the reflection in the water under me, my cheeks, the blush was boundless.

"Hmph, don't call him a bad brother! Yaya will marry him when she grows up! The girl ran to the boy, crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed at the boy's cupeping mustache with the other. While he wasn't looking, he jumped up and hit the boy on the head, then turned and ran away with a laugh.

Looking at the beautiful and tranquil streams under the clear blue sky, chasing and playing boys and girls, I lost my mind for a moment.

Until, he was clothed in clothes.

I wanted to push away his kindness, but I was soaked and curvy, and after a slight hesitation, I still tightened his shirt.

"Can I join you tonight?" There was a man's magnetic and seductive voice in his ears.

"But I didn't catch any fish, so I couldn't make fish soup." I looked at the results of nothing, and couldn't help but smile at him embarrassedly.

"I'll help you."

I saw countless green silks flying out of the man's fingertips, and the hair shone faintly in the sunlight, and the wisps shot straight at the small fish that kept swimming in the stream. As his fingers danced, the green silk on his fingertips seemed to be easily manipulated by him as if they had come to life, and in an instant, he caught countless small fish and threw them to the shore.

The ears were filled with the cries and applause of surprise from girls and boys.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he lowered his eyebrows and smiled evilly. The man's eyes shone with a charming light as he looked at me.

And I, in front of him, was distracted.

I don't know if my cheeks are as red as a rose at the moment.

"Youlan, you are so considerate and gentle, you are so different, I don't want to let go."

There seemed to be a gentle and ethereal voice lingering in her ears, and Pang Ruolan opened her eyes in a daze. Saw in his hands. A snowy coat that is about to cover yourself.

"Uh, I—Am I asleep?" Pang Ruolan blushed slightly, and was pulled up from the ground by Qian Mo.

"How long have I been asleep, wow? Hehe, are you done talking? Chiri her. Gone? Pang Ruolan remembered just before falling asleep. He also sang softly for the private conversation between Qianmo and Qianli. Disturb the people in the house.

"She's gone, maybe, not for a while." Qian Mo said uncertainly. There was a sad look in his eyes.

"Oh, then, since it's so late, you can go back to your room and have a good rest, don't sit in the courtyard." Pang Ruolan smiled at Qian Mo, and the next moment she stretched out a hand and gently punched him in the shoulder.

Surprised, a hint of blush appeared on Qian Mo's cheeks.

"It's hard to forget a person, because you once loved each other; It's also easy to forget about a person, because once, hurt each other. Promise me, don't think too much, don't embarrass yourself, and let time tell you the answer, okay? Pang Ruolan said softly, looking at Qian Mo's eyes, distress flashed.

Nodding lightly to Pang Ruolan, Qian Mo went back to the room.

On the second day, Pang Ruolan made lunch for Qianmo and Qianyu at noon, which was braised prawns and boiled fish, and whether Qianyu secretly cooperated with her and wanted to kill herself in Qianli's words, Pang Ruolan did not ask.

In the afternoon of this day, Pang Ruolan went to the market and bought roses and hibiscus flowers. She fantasizes about her Sanssouci Mansion, which can be beautiful all year round, with the fragrance of flowers lingering.

A few days later, when the time agreed with the prison boss arrived, Pang Ruolan took great pains to get rid of the secret guards of the court who protected her, and came to the alley outside the county office.

"You're here! I'm afraid you're not coming. The head of the prison was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and she was dressed as an ordinary woman, and when she saw Pang Ruolan appear, she greeted her with an anxious face.

"I've always been a good believer. By the way, have the condemned prisoners been screened? Pang Ruolan looked left and right in the alley and asked the prison head in a low voice.

"Picked, chosen! There are about 32 people, and you need to sift through the exact number yourself. The jailer smiled.

"The population of the imperial city is large, and there are many condemned prisoners, only 32 people?" Pang Ruolan thought that the head of the prison was in charge of the county government prison in the imperial city, and although there were many screens, the actual number should be more than these people.

"These people are all selected according to your requirements, some martial arts foundation, and good health. There are still some death row inmates, but some have small families, and the 32 people I am talking about are unrelated and unmotivated. The prison boss was afraid that Pang Ruolan would regret it, so she had already made careful arrangements in the past few days.

"Okay, so when is the day of their execution? I'll go and get people when the time comes. Pang Ruolan thought that the pharmacist's medicine was almost ready.

"If you go, I'm afraid you will have to bring some people to suppress these death row prisoners, otherwise I'm afraid they will take advantage of the chaos and run away!" The prison head looked at Pang Ruolan worriedly, this is a matter of losing his head.

"Don't worry, I won't joke with my own life, I will have my own way to control them when the time comes. Okay, I'd like to go to the cell and see who you've chosen, and arrange a time. Pang Ruolan thought about it or it was safe to take a look at it herself, if this prison head took some old, weak, sick and disabled women to fill up, it would be troublesome at that time.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here tonight." The jailer smiled, saw that there was no one left and right, and sneaked out of the alley.

The sun shone on the empty alley, and Pang Ruolan felt the silence for a while, and her heart was bitter. She understood that when she operated all this, she had already embarked on a road of no return, and she, for the sake of her mother, for the sake of her mother, and for the friends she wanted to protect, completely integrated into this originally strange world.

On the other side, in the Imperial City Market, the Nine Heavens Pavilion was initially established. The white wall thickness is wider than the general wall of the Jiutian Pavilion, three floors high, the first floor of the three private rooms side by side, about one-third of the area, about two-thirds of the lobby neatly placed in the custom Nanmu tables and chairs, the top is equipped with high-quality silk duck down cushions. The area occupied by the back kitchen and counter is not large, but fortunately, the overall area of the Nine Heavens Pavilion is hundreds of square meters, which is enough.

The second floor is 6 large private rooms, in the middle of each private room is a large golden silk nan wood round table, similar to the sofa seats, is Pang Ruolan according to the 21st century sofa specially designed, around a row of cabinets are placed towels and tableware and guqin and other equipment that will be used, the wall is hung with landscape ink paintings, all of which are not from the hands of famous artists, but Pang Ruolan found a street painter to draw according to his own imagination.

The third floor is a large private room, half indoor and half open-air, in addition to the necessary tables, chairs and cabinets, there is also a large bed made of agarwood, placed in the open air, next to the bed is the umbrella designed by Pang Ruolan, which can shade the sun and rain in summer, and can be protected from wind and snow in winter. Next to the bed is a long, narrow rectangular table with tea sets and books, surrounded by low walls and balustrades carved with countless roses carved from openwork agarwood.

On the wall of the room hangs a picture of a beautiful woman about 5 meters long out of the bath, which is painted by Pang Ruolan for herself, but it is the back of a dress retreating from the waist, the sun is shining in the painting, the flowers are thick, the grass is green, and the scenery is picturesque.

In front of the painting, there is a guzheng that she brought down from the mountain. (To be continued......)