When the two sedan chairs swayed and stopped at the gate of Zhilan Courtyard, it was already ten o'clock at dusk.

A secluded and long alley with walls on both sides. Occasionally, there is a slight light from the red lanterns on the wall, which can be used to see the frescoes looming on the wall. Some are the stories of talented and beautiful women, and more are simple drawings of Meilan Zhuju, with some unknown poems.

After squinting around, he reached out and pushed open the narrow courtyard door that was not very obvious not far away.

When he passed by for the first time, Qian Xiaoqian was also puzzled for a long time. Although he had never entered any Fengyue place, the place where the door opened to welcome guests should always make the courtyard more conspicuous. But the courtyard of this Baishun Hutong is more secluded than the other, if you are not familiar with the door, even if you park the sedan chair at the door, you don't necessarily know which door to push.

After all, the Desheng class is a grass platform team from other places, at most it will build a leaky platform in Dashilar, where are these famous gardens that have lived in the capital for a long time.

The gate is narrow enough for only one person to pass through.

Qian Xiaoqian and Guo Xiang paced in one after the other.

The gravel-paved path is lined with dense vegetation and winding paths. There is a gazebo at the end of the path, golden autumn and October, bursting with the fragrance of chrysanthemums. The little maid of Zhilan Courtyard waited at the pavilion with lanterns.

Respectfully led the two into the courtyard, three or two round tables, there were guests gathered at the table to talk, the voice was very low, and the sven was polite.

There is a cloister staircase in the courtyard that leads to the second floor.

It was a long room against the wall. Now I know what the long wall outside the door is for.

It was only at this time that the little girl said the first sentence: "Son, girl, is it the first time to come?" ”

"I am, she's not."

Guo Xiang stepped forward, took out one or two pieces of silver and handed them to the little servant: "I didn't make an appointment before, but I want to meet Mr. Zhilan." Please let us know. ”

The little servant held the broken silver in his sleeve, led them to the door of the room at the end of the corridor and waited, and went in alone to report. Although his face was not obvious, his heart was full of surprise.

He has been coming to Zhilan Courtyard for more than a year. Because of the particularity of this place, it will always receive all kinds of guests, and the nobles will not be enough, and occasionally the ladies and ladies in the house will secretly come to seek pleasure. But when I entered the door and went directly to the owner, it was the first time I saw it. This may not be accurate enough, and it should be that it is relatively rare for strangers to find the owner.

However, the rules of Shiranin are here, and no matter what the customer asks, we must try to meet them as much as possible. The owners of the left and right courtyards happen to be there, and it doesn't hurt to make a report.

If it is said that the jade bamboo of the Desheng class was soul-grabbing, Qian Xiaoqian who was dressed up was not much better, and Xu Yougui Junyi, who was serious and tidy up, was extraordinary, then all these adjectives were not enough to describe his peerless elegance when placed on the Lanzhi jade tree-like Zhilan Academy master in front of him.

It's not about looks. In terms of appearance, Qian Xiaoqian has never seen the existence of surpassing Xiao Guizi.

It's just that this temperament is more than a step worse than others. If you have to find an example, probably only Nalan Xingde, who was only a one-sided relationship with Qian Xiaoqian at the beginning, can barely be compared with it.

"Mr. Zhilan...... Do you remember Xiang'er? Guo Xiang took a step forward and looked directly at the man in front of him.

"Yes." Zhilan had a Persian cat in her arms, rubbing her fingers into the fluff, playing wantonly, and speaking lightly.

"Can the original promise be kept?" The clenched fists betrayed Guo Xiang's inner tension at the moment. Even if you make a plan, you know that this is the only way, but you are still afraid. She was afraid that the man in front of her would no longer promise to fulfill his promise because of the original reasons. I am even more afraid that the inevitability of history will make me unable to save the thirteenth brother's ten years even if I use this promise.

There can be several decades in a person's life, and these ten years of captivity will consume all the fighting spirit and spirit of the thirteenth brother.

If it had been at the beginning, I would probably have had some longing. But now, she won't hold out any hope for Yinzhen.

would not expect that at the critical moment, Yinzhen would give up everything to save his thirteenth brother.

"Promise? Miss Guo, oh no, what else does Sifujin need Zhilan to do? Even if the tone does not change half a point from the previous sentence, Qian Xiaoqian, an outsider, can hear the sarcasm inside.

"A few days later, the third master's puja, I want to ask Mr. Zhilan to help take out the evidence of the thirteenth elder brother's crime." Guo Xiang specially added an accent to the word incriminating evidence, not only to show his determination, but also to see the moving face of the person in front of him.

However, she was disappointed.

Sifujin laughed. Zhilan is just a play, how did she get into the third master's mansion? Besides, isn't the Thirteenth Master good? And where did the evidence come from? ”

"Meow ......" Qian Xiaoqian felt that this cat didn't seem to be as docile as just now......

"Don't pretend. I know it all. He's confused, are you going to mess around? Do you know what you're doing? Zhilan's calmness completely angered Guo Xiang, she was a little angry, and her demeanor was very much like the Persian cat in Zhilan's arms who began to struggle. One day, he will know the truth. When the time comes, the humiliation you have imposed on Thirteen today will surely be brought back a hundredfold and a thousandfold! ”

The Persian cat jumped off Zhilan's knees, lying on the ground with its front paws and its tail standing upright.

"Sifujin is threatening Zhilan?" Zhilan also stood up and walked a few steps closer, still frivolous.

Guo Xiang sighed, a little weaker, after all, he was begging for someone. "I'm not kidding you! If you can't make a decision on your own, call him ...... Come, I'll tell him personally. ”

Qian Xiaoqian's brain was already about to turn into a pulp. originally thought that this person had an indescribable past with Guo Xiang, but how could a character pop up again?

"He won't see you! How much more are you going to hurt him?! "This time it's Zhilan's turn to explode mentality, obviously this person is his counter-scale. is completely different from the original cloud light and light, he seems to have exploded the anger accumulated in his heart all of a sudden, and his expression is distorted terrifyingly.

The Persian cat was also frightened by the owner in front of him, and could not even pose for an attack, so he jumped on the windowsill in three steps and two steps, and ran out.

Qian Xiaoqian wanted to ease the atmosphere in the room: "Mr. Zhilan, your cat ......"

was stunned by his sweeping eyes, and swallowed back the words in his throat.

Yes, he is the only ignorant and ignorant here, he knew that he would accompany Guo Xiang to play dumb riddles, so it was better to find other ways to save people.

The conversation between the two was rough. Even if you don't know the cause and effect of the two, you have a general understanding of the situation of the thirteenth elder brother.

No wonder Guo Xiang rushed here as soon as she thought about it, she was also nervous about the thirteenth elder brother in her heart. Anyone wants to have a chance to change that kind of ending.

But can it really change?

If he could, Guo Xiang wouldn't be the Four Blessings now, right...... The inertia of history is too strong to be disobeyed, and perhaps Yinxiang will experience this after all.