Bai Ying looked at the little county lord with a cold face facing her, no matter how much she laughed and coaxed, she never reacted. Giving the Literature Network

Unable to bear it, she dropped the handkerchief in her hand, pretended to be angry and said: "Nalan Minshuang, I have never spoken to people in a low manner, don't be embarrassed, otherwise don't want to talk or contact me during this time, and hurry back to the capital at dawn tomorrow." ”

As soon as Nalan Min heard that she wanted her to return to the capital, then what Cangshu asked her to do would not be able to be completed, and if it was not completed, the matter between her and Li Qingfeng would not be dealt with perfectly.

But when she thought that Bai Ying didn't take her life seriously at all, it was because she regarded Bai Ying as a friend that she really couldn't look down on, so she chose Cold War.

But as proud as her, seeing Bai Ying coaxing her, she still couldn't pull her down, and finally nodded with great difficulty, and turned around and left without saying anything.

Looking at her departing back, Bai Ying only felt relieved.

Just now, her words were just a cruel word, and if she sent the little county lord back to Beijing, then she would be bored in the garden.

She was reluctant to send away a talking companion.

finally sent away the little county lord, and when Banxia was about to close the door for her to rest, he saw Basil coming in a hurry.

Seeing this, she stopped closing the door, turned sideways and shouted to Bai Ying in the room, "Miss, Guard Luo asks to see you." ”

"Let him in."

Bai Ying touched the gauze that had been re-bandaged, and she didn't like the touch very much, thinking about when the wound stuttered, she immediately removed the gauze.

After a while, Basil was already standing in front of her, and then she put down her hand, looked at Basil and asked, "People have let go?" ”

"It has been sent to the garden ten miles away, and then it is his creation whether it is dead or alive."

Hearing this, Bai Ying nodded with satisfaction, agreeing with Basil's approach.

But the Assassin's business is settled, so she will come and ask for the letter she asked him to send today.

The letter was that she asked Basil to hand it over to the thirteenth uncle in front of Ming, so when Basil came back, the reply from the thirteenth uncle would naturally be brought back.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and looked at Basil with raised eyebrows.

Basil looked at her outstretched right hand, a little unresponsive, and asked, "What does the master want?" ”

Hearing this, she couldn't help frowning.

Basil is not a person who can pretend to be stupid, because he doesn't understand, but her behavior is very clear, and all she wants is a reply from Uncle Thirteen.

For this reason, she couldn't help but raise her tone and said, "Uncle Thirteen's reply, don't tell me, you didn't bring Uncle Thirteen's reply back to me." ”

Hearing this, Basil reacted, then shook his head and said, "No." ”

Getting such a reply that he didn't want to hear, Bai Ying was so angry that he wanted to kill. She held back the anger in her heart and asked through gritted teeth: "Don't tell me, you forgot!" ”

"No, it's the master who didn't reply to the letter, and he didn't let me bring back any message."

Basil's voice was always flat, and he didn't feel scared because Bai Ying was angry, nor did he appear anxious for the sake of justification.

Bai Ying obviously thought that she had misheard, so she couldn't help but repeat Basil's words on the side, adding the sentence "Are you really sure" at the end. And in the end, Basil nodded affirmatively.

Bai Ying thought that at least a message would be brought back, but it turned out to be empty.

She couldn't help but ask again, "Did you really hand over the letter to Uncle Thirteen?" ”

"How can subordinates not do what the master explains? The subordinates did hand over the letter to the master, and they also saw the master read it in person, but without saying a word, he let the subordinates come back. ”

Hearing this, Bai Ying didn't want to ask anything more, so he let him leave.

She slumped back in her chair, staring blankly ahead.

Now she is more and more unaware of what Uncle Thirteen is going to do, and even when she writes to him, she is reluctant to bring back the message.

Was he really going to pull her away?

Even if he wanted to do that, she would die on him!

Who said they were going to marry her next year? It wasn't long ago that he said this, had he forgotten it?

How can he be a man whose words don't count.

At this time, Cangshu didn't know what he was doing on purpose, which made the person on the tip of his heart think more.

After coming out of the Xu Mansion, he rarely returned to the Mu Palace.

Although he has been in the capital during this time, he has always stayed in the palace, except for the saint who knows about his existence, basically everyone thinks that he is still in the garden.

If he hadn't visited Xu Jiang today, it is estimated that even Xu Jiang would have thought that he was still accompanying Bai Ying.

However, after leaving the Xu Mansion, he did not blatantly walk back to the palace, but used the cornices to walk the wall.

He stood on the wall of his mansion and looked at the small mound below, and couldn't help but feel funny.

When will he be sneaking around in his own residence? But it was night, and no one noticed him.

He returned to his study with a light leap, entered the secret room and began to pick up the light to record the receipts of the past few days.

When he set the book aside to dry, he stood up and went to the side to make tea.

He is the only one in the secret room, and he can only do everything by himself.

After a while, the door of the secret room was suddenly opened from the outside, but it was the housekeeper of the house who came in, who was coming in with dinner, as if he had expected Cangzhu to come back early in the morning.

When Cangshu saw him come in, he asked him to look at the table on the side and said, "Everything is sorted out over there, and you can send it directly to the palace when it is dry, remember to be fast." ”

The butler nodded, put the evening on the table, and then walked to the desk, picked up the booklet and blew it, and then closed it and put it in his arms when it was dry.

"Subordinates retire!"

The butler clenched his hands into fists, took a few steps back, and left.

Although the secret room where Atractylodes is located now is small, it is fully equipped, not only has a desk but also all kinds of books that need to be used, and there is also ** to rest.

Recently, because of his needs, he can only stay in the secret room all the time, and the butler will bring him food. When he needs to go out, he is avoiding everyone's attention and leaving quietly.

In the past few days, he has practiced this kung fu to the point of pure love, and he can be said to come and go freely in the palace, and no one has noticed it at all, let alone blocked it.

Just as he was about to rest after a while, the door of the secret room was opened again, and it was still the butler who came in.

"Is there something wrong?"

Cangshu sat up from the ** and watched the butler walk towards him.

I saw the housekeeper take out a small bamboo slip from his arms, hand it to him, and said, "This is from Jinfeng Garden." ”

Cangzhu took the bamboo slip and did not open it, but said to the housekeeper: "It's not too early, you should go and rest early." The king of Japan will stay in the palace for a few days, and remember not to let people know. ”

"Yes." When the butler had answered, he turned and left.

Cangzhu pulled out the paper in the bamboo slip, and there was only one sentence on it.

"Someone sneaked in and accidentally injured the master, it's no problem."

The letter was written by Basil and explained it succinctly and clearly. But when he saw this, Atractylodes was furious and turned the paper in his hand into powder.

It's just an afternoon and an evening, how can so many things happen! What the hell did Basil do, he actually injured Ying'er, even if it was just a fall and a bruise, he was distressed.

Now that someone has infiltrated and accidentally injured Ying'er, the injury must not be small! Even if he said that it was no longer in trouble, he didn't see it with his own eyes, so he was really not at ease.

Thinking of this, he continued to rush out of the secret room and hurried to the garden, but soon, his impulse subsided.

Ying'er was injured by mistake, mostly because of him. If someone sneaks into the garden again and again, they will be well prepared. If he appears, it is more likely to cause unnecessary danger.

For Ying'er's sake, he can only endure it now. He thought about it for a while, and finally hurriedly walked to the desk and quickly wrote down a small note: The day after tomorrow will be returned, take care of it!

When he had finished writing this, he stuffed the note into the bamboo slip, and then walked out of the secret room, and then the faint candlelight outside found the cage in which the pigeon was kept, grabbed one at random, tied the bamboo slip to the pigeon's leg, opened the window, and let it fly away.

After doing all this, he sighed helplessly. It seems that he has to get everything right in the past two days before he can return to Ying'er to explain.

Thinking like this, he only felt physically and mentally exhausted, returned to the secret room and fell directly on the **, and fell asleep directly after a while.

It is said that the assassin who was released from the garden walked in the deserted woods with a wound, even if there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, but the trees were luxuriant, and the surroundings were still pitch black, and the road in front of him could not be seen clearly.

He stumbled and walked, and finally fell to the ground with a muffled grunt because his foot was so badly injured.

Suddenly, there was a bright light above his head, like a torch.

He finally got up from the ground, but found that someone other than him had appeared in a place where there was no one in the place. The man, dressed in black, had nothing on his face, and was holding a torch and looking at him with cold eyes.

The facial features of the person in front of him were more three-dimensional by the firelight, which also made him see more clearly.

Even if that face turned to dust, he would never forget it. He once tied with him and tasted the failure of his first mission. Later, in order to make up for his mistakes, he finally made the man die tragically under his sword.

Now that he saw that man again, he only felt that it was a soul asking for his life.

"I didn't expect to see you again in fourteen years!"

He laughed, but at last he didn't dare to look at the man.

The man looked at him and said coldly, "Yes! I didn't expect to see you here! But soon you'll be in the underworld to meet him! ”

As soon as the words fell, the man raised the sword in his hand and stabbed him in the heart with a fierce heart, directly piercing through it.

Blood followed the blade of the sword and dripped to the ground, merging with the dirt.

He suddenly wanted to laugh but found that he couldn't, he looked up at him, tried all his strength, and said word by word: "It turns out that he is really dead, and you are just a fake!" ”

When the man heard this, without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked him in the chest, drew his sword directly, and then left without a head.

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