Spring always begins with a light rain, the staggered streets are damp and shiny, and pedestrians walk by with umbrellas and walk through the market. After the precipitation of the night, the glitz of the pavilions has faded, leaving only solemnity and silence.

Qingheju has already sent off the first wave of guests in the morning at this hour, and the tea fragrance that dips into the texture of the wooden table and the fresh water vapor unique to rainy days makes the curvature of everyone's lips softened a little.

Between the high walls of the deep alley opposite, a woman in white with an umbrella walked out, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her demeanor was leisurely, which attracted the attention of passers-by, adding a touch of surprise to this early morning. As soon as she walked into the teahouse, the shopkeeper greeted her, took the initiative to take the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and led her up to the second floor. The innermost door was wide open, and she must have been waiting for her for a long time.

"Isn't this the Night Maiden? I haven't seen you for a long time, so I feel like I'm in another world! The woman who spoke crossed her arms and leaned against the window, looking playful. The two are comparable in appearance, but one is flamboyant and the other is quiet.

"Yes, but didn't you see me yesterday if you were dead or alive?"

Wutong pursed his lips, and felt a little funny when he saw the person who came and went straight to the stove: "When it is winter, you don't go out, don't talk about burning the fire in the house, and you have to wear a cloak and wrap a blanket, you are really difficult to serve." ”

"At least I wouldn't be called brothers by a bunch of men." The woman picked up the gold-painted hand stove, glanced at the sycamore, and shrugged innocently.

"Night Feather, believe me, there are many times when I want to beat you up."

"But you can't beat me, I know." The woman answered, raised her chin, and motioned for Wutong to sit across from her, "Okay, let's get down to business." ”

She hadn't come early in the morning to argue with Sycamore, and if she hadn't had something important, she would rather be outside the house reading the boring book than stepping out of the door.

"The second group of people I sent a message saying that Emperor Dayu revealed in his words this morning that he was ready to take action." After years of getting along, the slight change in his expression can let Ning Tingcheng know when he should be serious and restrained.

Ye Yu's eyebrows twitched, and she knew that it would not be so easy to have a good life: "How is the situation on the Xiqin side?" ”

"The new emperor ascended the throne, the civil strife has not subsided, and the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty is now stationed on the border of Western Qin, and the situation is very critical. No matter how you say it, the foundation of the confrontation between the Northern Wei and the Western Qin for a hundred years is not thin, and if there is a war, even with our support, it may not be able to take advantage. You have to think about it and don't get too busy. Wutong's eyes revealed a little worry, she knew best what kind of identity Ye Yu was in the past, and how much her position would deviate in the face of such a thing.

But Ye Yu looked inexplicable: "Who said I was going to take care of it?" It's best if the world is not chaotic, if it is chaotic, what does it have to do with me? What's more, I have no interest in being an accomplice in such a thing as taking advantage of people's danger. ”

Wutong was stunned: "So what do you mean?" ”

"This battle can't be fought." Seeing Wutong's expression become subtle little by little, Ye Yu added, "Western Qin has been at peace with the Northern Wei Dynasty for a hundred years, and there is no disrespect, once defeated, the Northern Wei Dynasty is in danger of losing the country." Wei Wuya, a villain, was arrogant and arrogant, and the mistakes he made couldn't let the people and blood of the Northern Wei Dynasty bear for him. ”

Wutong raised his eyebrows, smiled and took a sip of tea, and turned his head to look out the window. Ye Yu rolled her eyes in her heart, and her face was still indifferent. The incense is lit in the room, the taste is delicate and fresh, and the warm and comfortable atmosphere is easy to make people wander. Faces flashed quickly in front of her eyes, some she hated, and some she wanted to protect, but those were all in the past.

I don't know how long it took, but after the rain and the noise of the market, Night Feather came back to his senses. She put down the half-warm hand stove, stood up and said, "Let's wait and see what happens, lest my subordinates do anything and mess up." ”

"Got it."

Sycamore pushed the door open for her and went out after her, but narrowly collided with Nightfeather who suddenly stopped. Wutong stepped forward suspiciously, and saw the man in the corner of the first floor at a glance, and when he turned back, Ye Yu had already returned to the private room, and his face was a little gloomy.

Sycamore was about to speak, but was interrupted by footsteps outside the door. The next moment, the shopkeeper ran in, his eyes swept over Ye Yu: "There is a guest downstairs who asked me to bring a message to Miss Wutong." ”

"Say."

"He wants to see you." As he spoke, the shopkeeper handed over an envelope, and there was only a piece of paper in it, which read: Miss Three.

Wutong looked at him and put the letter paper into his arms. The latter is much calmer, "The actions of the son-in-law in the past few months have become more and more incomprehensible."

"If you can't read it, you can't understand it, but you can't have any bad ideas," Wutong looked at Night Feather with a wary expression.

Night Feather pushed open the side window, looked down, turned around and smiled at her: "Don't worry"

Without waiting for Wutong to talk again, Night Feather disappeared into the window, leaving no trace. Wutong raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said to the shopkeeper who was already stupid: "Seal this window for me, lest she come in and murder me without knowing it." ”

“......”

The man in the corner of the first floor glanced at the direction where the shopkeeper had left for the third time, and rubbed the rim of the cup with his index finger. The clear tea soup reflects his deep facial features, and the coldness and majesty condensed between his eyebrows and eyes make people dare not approach at will.

I don't know what happened, and the other guests in Qinghe Center were all invited out by the shopkeeper with smiling faces one after another. He remained silent, his right hand against the wall had already touched the soft sword at his waist. He didn't move until the door closed.

"This sword is a treasure, but it seems a little out of place to take it out of this place for tea and chat."

The man followed the voice and saw a woman walking down the stairs alone. She didn't see the outside, and sat directly opposite the man, behaving casually and naturally, "General Xu, you don't want to come to Jinling from Shangjing thousands of miles away, you don't just want to see me, right?" ”

"Miss Sycamore, I want to meet him"

"I can't understand what you're talking about," Wutong looked into the distance with an impatient expression.

"Miss Wutong, don't you say that my little county lord is also in this Jinling City now." The man said calmly

"Slap" saw Wutong slap on the table

"Xu Yuan, you are so bold, she doesn't know what the situation is in Jinling now, don't you know? Do you want her to die in this Chu country? ”

"Please rest assured, Miss Wutong, the little county lord entered Chu after General Lin nodded," Xu Yuan still said tepidly

Hearing this, Wutong lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Take me to the little princess"

In the past, the Qinghe Residence, where guests came and went, today the door is closed, and there are people who come to see it from afar and return lost, but they don't know that there is a sword and sword shadow in the heaven and earth inside the door, and the crisis is about to erupt.

At that time, Ye Yu was sitting on a tea stall not far away, pinching a peanut between his fingers, looking at the person in front of him with a smile, only to see that the person changed from a look of not being afraid of the sky and the earth to a face full of horror, and hid behind the brother beside him.

The smile on Night Feather's face deepened.

Good boy, if you don't see her for a few days, you dare to bounce at her with peanuts. If it weren't for the fact that this brother of his, she didn't know each other, he would have been fluttering in the Qinhuai River by now.