After entering the room, Wu Erzhen breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhuge Qinghong, who was standing with his hands in his hands: "Young master, is the power that we have hidden in Jiangcheng for several years about to be exposed?"

Zhuge Qinghong said lightly: "It's just a small part of it, and the other party can't figure out our strength."

"But..."Wu Erzhen was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhuge Qinghong.

"Erzhen, you should know the purpose of the establishment of our Qingxiao Hall."

Erzhen was silent, and after a long time, he said, "Yes." How could she not know that in the year that Zhuge Qinghong snatched her out of the wolf's mouth, she knew what he was going to do.

Zhuge Qinghong turned around and looked at Er Zhen who bowed his head and said: "Don't worry, I have my own measure in this matter, you have to be careful when you leave, so as not to be targeted, there are still many things to do in the future."

Wu Erzhen still lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

Zhuge Qinghong sighed and walked out and gently closed the door, Ten years of sharpening a sword, Qingxiao Hall is destined to stir up the martial arts situation.

Zhuge Qinghong walked downstairs and asked for a jar of wine, and saw that the person who was originally drinking in the hall was still there, but he didn't drink anymore, and was now lying on the brocade couch with his eyes closed and listening to his maid sing a little song.

"The richest man in the world even came to Jiangcheng." Zhuge Qinghong glanced at him, turned around and went back upstairs.

Xiao Xinyi pondered in the room what Zhuge Qinghong said, who exactly wants the Double Holy Gate to do, is the ten years of peace in the martial arts coming to an end? But this calm should also end, if this rapidly changing rivers and lakes are so calm again, when will the Xiao family's grievances be investigated.

Xiao Xinyi heard the sound of Zhuge Qinghong returning to his room, beat his slightly aching forehead, walked to the window, closed his eyes and rested, and unconsciously fell asleep, when he was dazed, he felt that someone was close to her, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he felt a silver needle and was about to stab at the person's acupoint, but the person who came grabbed her wrist with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, "Little sister, don't make trouble, I'm the third brother." ”

Through the clear moonlight, Xiao Xinyi fixed his eyes, a beautiful face was close at hand, and the breath exhaled from his mouth carried a faint incense.

Xiao Xinyi immediately came to his senses.

When the man saw that Xiao Xinyi recognized him, he let go of the hand covering her mouth, and Xiao Xinyi said in surprise: "Third brother, you recognized me."

Yun Xiangyi took the silver needle from Xiao Xinyi's hand and said, "This is natural, what can there be in the world that can hide from your third brother, who is the man who came with you."

Xiao Xinyi said in a low voice: "Zhuge Qinghong."

"It turned out to be him, his internal strength is too domineering, if I don't send someone to lure him out, I won't be able to enter your room, my people can't hold him back, I'm afraid he will come back soon, I have to go, don't worry, I will help you rescue the eldest brother in the dark."

Xiao Xinyi knew that he must have come to Jiangcheng at this moment for Zhong Yuan, so he nodded and said to him, "Third brother, be careful."

Yun Xiangyi's eyes were like bright stars in the dark night, he smiled at her, and then jumped down from the window, Xiao Xinyi watched his red robe quickly merge with the night.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open from the outside, and Zhuge Qinghong looked anxiously at Xiao Xinyi standing by the window: "Are you okay?"

Xiao Xinyi shook his head at him and said, "It's okay, what's wrong."

"Can I go in and have a glass of water?" Zhuge Qinghong did not answer her question.

Xiao Xinyi looked at the corners of his sweaty and red eyes and said, "Okay."

Zhuge Qinghong walked into her room, tried his best to suppress his slightly trembling hands, poured a cup of cold tea and drank it all, then walked to the window and stood for a while, smelling the smell of wine on the tip of his nose, turned around and said to Xiao Xinyi: "I fell into someone else's trap just now, and I went out for a while, do you have anyone here to come in."

Xiao Xinyi said lightly: "No."

"That's good."

After Zhuge Qinghong finished speaking, he put down the teacup in his hand and leaned against the window and looked at the sky in the distance. After a while, he said to Xiao Xinyi: "It's late, you can rest." Turn and walk out of the room.

No one knew how frightened he was when he rushed back, the pain of losing his loved ones, he didn't know if he could bear it again, but as long as she was still standing there now, even if she lied to him, he would be satisfied.

The next day, Xiao Xinyi heard the sound of Zhuge Qinghong going out when he was having breakfast, and after waiting for a while, he saw that he hadn't come back, so he went downstairs to take a turn, and saw that Yun Xiangyi didn't leave, but still sat in yesterday's position, still drinking his favorite burning feelings, and after seeing Xiao Xinyi, he hooked the corners of his mouth and raised the white jade cup in his hand and shook it at her. Xiao Xinyi raised his eyebrows at the white jade cup and did not speak.

Xiao Xinyi, who swayed upstairs with a snow-white handkerchief, naturally didn't see Zhuge Qinghong standing at the door of the inn.

Xiao Xinyi went upstairs for only a moment when he heard the sound of Zhuge Qinghong entering his room. It wasn't until the evening that Zhuge Qinghong knocked on Xiao Xinyi's door and asked her if she wanted to go out for a walk.

Xiao Xinyi opened the door and shook his head, handed him a money bag with purple satin and white flowers, and said, "I don't know if I can bother my son to buy a piano for me."

Zhuge Qinghong didn't take the money bag, but just glanced at it lightly and said, "Okay." ”

The moon was sparse, and the lights were on, and passers-by who hurried past from the Laifu Inn suddenly heard a clang, and then a piano sound came from the room on the third floor.

At the beginning of the piano sound, it was high and agitated, and the layers were like ten thousand horses galloping, and suddenly there was a long roar, like the yellow sand blowing through the sky, and the piano sound was played with a chill like a pine and stone, and the passers-by were shocked by the sound of the piano with a solemn atmosphere, and did not dare to stop any longer and leave in a hurry.

Zhuge Qinghong stood by the open window with his hands in his hands, listening intently to the cold sound of the piano, his handsome face was reflected by the moonlight like a stone statue, without a trace of expression.

On the table was a purple satin white money bag.

The next day, Xiao Xinyi, who was in a daze, was woken up by a burst of suona joy downstairs, and she opened the window with sleepy eyes, and saw that there was a team of welcoming relatives passing downstairs, and the groom was sitting on a tall horse, looking very thoughtful, although there was a smile on his face, but it was not like a joy from the heart, Xiao Xinyi took a look and closed the window.

Just after freshening up and having breakfast, when Xiao Er packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went out, Zhuge Qinghong came in from outside.

"Let's go out for a walk today."

Xiao Xinyi hadn't thought about this question, although she thought that she should really want to go out and see the place where she grew up, but for some reason she resisted walking out of this inn from the bottom of her heart.

People have a feeling called homesickness, and she is probably haunted by this feeling now, going out to walk the road she has walked, to see the scenery she has seen, and what else, and those past that she does not want to remember but often see in her dreams.

When the grievances of the Xiao family have not been cleared, what is Xiao Xinyi's face in the face of all this, she just wants to shrink into the inn to build a shell for herself, and one day she will step on every inch of Jiangcheng, but not now.

Zhuge Qinghong looked at her expression and said: "You have to go out today, you have to be familiar with the streets in the city, you will arrive in a small section tonight, and you will meet us outside the city when the time comes, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to get out of the city at that time."

Jiangcheng is a very prosperous city, the streets are paved with bluestone slabs smoothly, and the roadside shops are also planned neatly, which is quite beautiful at a glance.

In this bustling street, there is a graceful young woman, in her thirties, a pair of clear eyes carefully look at each shop, the expression is faint I don't know what I am thinking, a soft and boneless slender hand is held in the hand of the knifeman with a scar on the face on the side and is not aware of it, until the knifeman is holding the hand and slowly walking forward before coming back to her senses, the young woman looked at the left hand that was held, and struggled slightly but did not break away.

Ten years ago, on this street, there was also a beautiful young man who led the left hand of a pink-carved jade doll from the street to the end of the street, followed by their respective mothers.

The elegance of the peerless Jiang Wanyun, the country and the city Mu Huasheng.

The young woman looked behind her blankly, but in the bustling crowd, she did not find the familiar figure.