Although the concubine has officially begun, because the concubine is originally a festive day, although there are not as many people shopping as a few days ago, the main street and side street in the Shangyin Imperial City are still extremely lively.

At this time, it is the beginning of the hour, Zhuque Street, Pingde Street, Jianxing Street, these lively streets in the day, into the night is also full of lights, bright as day, and Changle Street because there are not too many shops and wineries, at this hour, the door to live on the street is either out of the house no one, or has been closed, plus Changle Street lives mostly like Pingyang Bo such a high-ranking family, the mansion rules are strict, but it is a lot quieter.

In the inky night, the old Deng Tou carrying the gong leaned over and walked slowly past the door of a house, when he suddenly stopped and looked up thoughtfully at the plaque hanging on the door.

After looking at it for a moment, he glanced at the candlelight from the high wall in the courtyard of the house, and muttered: "This house has not been inhabited for many years, and this family is back?" ”

"Who's back?" Hurrying from behind, Li Laohan, who followed the old Dengtou, raised the dilapidated lantern in his hand upward, as if he wanted to see the words on the plaque on the head of the mansion more clearly. But Li Laohan, like Lao Deng Tou, doesn't know the words, but he is familiar with the appearance of the house, and he vaguely remembers the strokes of the words on the plaque, but he can't really remember it.

After watching it for a long time, Li Laohan nodded as if he understood: "Oh... There must have been no one here for two or three years, and I don't know what to do......"

Lao Deng saw that Li Laohan was following, so he continued to walk forward, and after taking two steps, he stopped again, glanced at the words on the plaque suspiciously, and muttered: "How does this plaque seem to have changed ......?"

The door of the tall mansion was closed, but the light inside was very bright, and it was obvious that people had not stopped, but this house was different from other places, and there was not a single lantern at the door of its house, so it was no wonder that Old Deng Tou felt strange.

If the rich portal has not rested at night, how can it not light the lantern, it is gloomy and unlucky.

Although it was getting deeper and darker, the watchman outside could not hear the movement inside, but it was very noisy inside, the footsteps of all kinds of people talking, and the sound of utensils and furniture colliding and moving, made a chaotic noise.

"Master, do you want to hang the lantern at the door?" A man in a small man's clothes asked.

At this time, the little guy stood in the lobby just a few steps into the door, and sitting lazily in the main hall was a thin man, wearing a dark pattern cicada gauze hook satin brocade robe, one hand supporting his head, and a pair of Danfeng eyes half-closed and half-closed, as if he was asleep and squinting, this person was Fu Chen.

He asked, "Is Yunhang back?" ”

The little girl was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to answer, so he just said: "Yet, I haven't received the news yet......"

Fu Chen, who was half-leaning on the back of the chair, opened his eyes and looked at the little guy standing in the hall, and the idle aura on his body disappeared in an instant, but it showed a bit of forceful anger, he squinted at Danfeng and looked at the little guy coldly, but he didn't speak.

"Lord, master spare your life!" As he spoke, the little servant knelt on the ground with a 'bang', and admitted his mistake again and again: "The master spares his life, it's really that the brothers haven't heard from me for a long time, and my subordinates have sent someone to check, but it will take a while to come and go, so the master might as well rest first......"

"Rest?" At this moment, Fu Chen stood up, and the already compelling momentum permeated the entire main hall, as if even the place became cramped in an instant, and the person kneeling on the ground instinctively shrank back, only wishing that he could not turn into a speck of dust and not enter Fu Chen's eyes.

said that it was a small guy, but in fact, the kneeling people on the ground had a thick layer of cocoons between their fingers, obviously not an ordinary little guy, there must be some kung fu on his body, but as soon as Fu Chen stood up, he had already shrunk up, but he was really timid as a mouse.

Fu Chen glanced at the person kneeling on the ground, took the folding fan on the table with his hand, and walked towards the outside of the main hall, and the man who knelt on the ground, he neither pursued anything, nor did he say anything to get him up, so the man had to kneel on the ground motionless, not even daring to glance at his master.

"Master!"

The man kneeling on the ground was startled by the sudden rush cry from the corridor, his body shook again, and then he was motionless again, and Fu Chen had already walked to the front of the hall and stood still, and when he saw the person running over from the corridor, he frowned slightly impatiently and said, "Say." ”

The man who ran over from the porch saw Fu Chen's face, and hurriedly ran a few steps faster, but before he reached Fu Chen, he was afraid that he would be angry by waiting for a long time, so he only ran half of the way and hurriedly said, "Lord Yunhang is injured!" ”

Fu Chen's brows furrowed even deeper, and he glanced back at the man kneeling on the ground, he lowered his voice and said in an unquestionable tone: "Deal with it." ”

The man kneeling on the ground trembled violently, but he didn't say anything, and the man who came in a hurry was stunned, and when he saw Fu Chen's face like frost, he immediately responded 'yes', took out a dagger from his arms and walked to the hall.

"Uhh

When Fu Chen arrived at the side courtyard of Yan Mingxuan, there were a few suppressed snorts in the courtyard, and the rest of the people outside the courtyard saw Fu Chen coming, and they all bowed their heads and saluted, 'Master'.

"Is he badly hurt?" Fu Chen looked at the closed courtyard door of the side courtyard, his expression did not change in the slightest, and his tone was the same as his expression, unwavering.

Someone replied: "The injury is not serious, just excessive blood loss......

"I know his skills, and you all know that the Yue Xiu that Su Zhi is carrying now is not his opponent at all, is Su Zhi personally shot?"

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say that they were so busy, even Lord Yunhang was injured, but they didn't see Su Zhi's figure at all, and no one answered for a while, until Fu Chen's cold gaze swept over, and then one person cleared his throat.

"Ahem... We didn't see the regent Su Zhi, who was injured by a woman. ”

Fu Chen's eyes flashed: "Do you see what it looks like?" ”

"No, no..." The person who replied responded in a low voice, and immediately explained: "That woman is veiled and can't see clearly, but she is ruthless and simple, she is a master, and it seems that she should be... It's ......"

"What is it?"

"It's to save people."

"Save Su Zhi?" Fu Chen looked sideways at the person who answered, with some surprise in his eyes.

"That's right... But today we fell for the trick, and the woman seemed to have been deceived, but ...... Fortunately, she suddenly rushed into our encirclement, broke into the carriage to save people, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and someone saw that it was not Su Zhi sitting in the carriage, but his escort Yue Xiu, and we realized that we had fallen into the plan, so we all withdrew. ”