Jiang Yin saw Mo Ning, and his spirit suddenly fell into a trance.

"How so?"

The blue robe that Mo Ning usually loved to wear was now covered with horrific bloodstains, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, and the stab wounds on her arms were faintly visible from the very glaring knife wounds.

The usual delicate and warm makeup was now covered with blood, and a face that had always been gentle and smiling was now full of horror and joy to see Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin gathered his mind and hurriedly ran up.

"Help, help me." After Mo Ning said this, she fainted, but fortunately, Jiang Yin was one step ahead of her and held her waist.

Jiang Yin raised his head and looked at the big men carrying bloodstained knives outside the door, and hurriedly called the little servant to help Mo Ning to the inside.

"Be careful and don't let anyone see you." Jiang Yin instructed, his cold face was like a Shura god.

After turning his head and walking out of the restaurant, he was replaced by a smile as warm as a spring breeze.

Far away, Jiang Yin heard the noisy shouts of the group of reckless men.

"Boss! I see it! The little girl ran to the restaurant! ”

When the leader of the group of mountain bandits heard the words of the little brother beside him, he looked at the brightly lit restaurant, which was brightly lit.

A slender woman with a peach-like appearance stood there and looked at him with a smile.

"Adults, what do you want to eat?"

The man looked at Jiang Yin closer, his heart was even more agitated, and he couldn't speak.

"What to eat! Did a woman covered in blood just run in! If she hides with you, hmph, I advise you to hand her over quickly. ”

"Adults, don't slander the little woman plainly, tonight is when the little woman's restaurant opens an auction, and the little woman definitely doesn't dare to harbor anyone."

Jiang Yin's eyes rolled and he said softly: "But the little woman seems to have seen a woman......"

"Where!" The man was in a hurry, and his voice was rough.

"Don't worry, adults, why don't we sit down and have a glass of wine and chat."

Jiang Yin's flexible waist turned, and the strange fragrance in his eyes and body scraped on the heart of the man headed by him like a small hook.

The men followed Jiang Yin into the back door as if they had lost their souls, but they didn't know that this was where they lost their lives.

When Hua Yan found Jiang Yin, she was sitting in the backyard holding a teacup and tasting it carefully.

And at her feet, there were the corpses of those men, their faces were purple, their mouths were foaming, and their lips were black, and they were obviously poisoned by Jiang Yin's own doing.

"Yin'er, you are ......"

Jiang Yin's eyes were dark, "Next, I have to ask Mo Ning where these people came from." ”

As for the young actor who was bought, his name is Wanghuan.

He was once the pillar of Jiang Guo's most famous opera troupe, and every inch of Jiang Guo's land has left traces of their singing and dancing.

Even the once splendid Jiang Palace, Wang Huan has also seen it.

The gentle and kind princess once took his hand, when she was still young, to play with butterflies in the imperial garden.

It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful scene, and in his twelve years of practice, he had never seen a person as radiant and gentle as a princess.

Later, the two of them were searched, and his master found him and the princess laughing and playing in the royal garden.

Wang Huan thought that he would be killed by the emperor, but he was still a little sorry at that time, and he didn't have time to eat the osmanthus cake given to him by the princess......

It's just that the emperor of Jiang State doesn't seem to be the same as in the script.

He just smiled gently, and asked the stage owner of the troupe not to suppress the young man's nature too much.

It was only then that Wang Huan knew that she was born in a warm imperial family.

After so many years, he almost forgot the appearance of the princess and the emperor.

It's just that the sweet and greasy taste of osmanthus cake in his memory has become the only hope to redeem him in the painful life of hiding in Tibet after the destruction of the country.

Consciousness returned, Wang Huan opened a pair of glass-colored beautiful eyes, and looked at the pot-bellied man in front of him, who instantly showed a stunning expression, and his heart was extremely disgusting.

The man smiled lewdly, looked at his departing back, and closed his eyes in despair.

"Beauty, you wait here first, wait for me to make some preparations."

Rather than being defiled by such a person, it is better to end your own life with your own hands.

Wang Huan looked at the iron railing in front of him, and was about to use his strength to hit it up.

The pain he had expected didn't come, and instead of the cold, hard railing, his forehead touched the warm, soft palm.

"Looking very thin, your strength is not small."

A clear and gentle voice came from his ears, and Wang Huan raised his head in surprise, but what he saw was a handsome and handsome face.

"You ......"

Bian Qing looked at the young man in front of him with a pair of glassy eyes, and seemed to understand a little why Jiang Yin risked offending this master to buy him.

Thinking of this, what should he do if he suddenly doesn't want to save it?

"Follow me." The man under the moonlight had a handsome face, and the determined look in his eyes almost made Wang Huan cry.

It was in this moment that he became his salvation.

No matter what happens to Jiujiang Restaurant, the auction will continue normally.

After settling down Mo Ning, Jiang Yin walked out of the guest room and continued to entertain the guests in the restaurant.

In the uproar, I don't know who shouted, "Master Xie is here!" ”

The whole venue immediately became enthusiastic.

You must know that Xie Cheng was not interested in these things at the auction before.

Now that it appeared rashly, the people present couldn't help but wonder which lot became the favorite of Xie Dagongzi.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Xie Cheng saw Jiang Yin standing in the center of the lobby with his head bowed thoughtfully.

"Why are you sullen?"

As soon as Jiang Yin raised his head when he heard the familiar voice, he saw Xie Cheng standing in front of him, "It's okay." ”

"Since I've come to this auction, let's ask the proprietress to introduce me well."

Jiang Yin still looked indifferent, "The little guy takes you ......"

"In terms of identity, I'm afraid that no one here can compare to me, isn't the eldest son of Prime Minister Xie of Da Zhou not enough for the personal introduction of the proprietress?"

Jiang Yin couldn't do anything about him, so he had to sigh and sit with him to watch the auction with him.

"A pair of bracelets with good Hetian jade, the starting price is three hundred taels!"

The bracelet is snow-white, with a soft luster, white and warm, and it is a high-quality jade at a glance.

Jiang Yin was captured by this pair of bracelets almost instantly.

Looking at Jiang Yin's eyes glowing, Xie Cheng ignored the fact that the Hetian jade bracelet at this time had already offered a high price of eight hundred taels, and stretched out his hand and shouted, "One thousand taels." ”

He paused, smiling abruptly, "Gold." ”

That's the highest price on the spot!

is worthy of being the son-in-law of the first prime minister, and he is so generous.

"I'll give you this bracelet, a bracelet worth a thousand taels of gold, but you have to take it with you."

"A thousand taels of gold! That's a thousand taels of gold! ”

If this thousand taels of gold is given to her......

Jiang Yin didn't dare to think about it anymore, she only felt that her heart was dripping blood.

Xie Cheng smiled, not caring at all about Jiang Yin's voice.

And Xue Yuexin, who was in the dark, looked at this scene, and the handkerchief in his hand was about to be crushed.

In the middle of the night, the pair of Hetian jade bracelets worth 1,000 taels of gold were coated with toxins by Xue Yuexin.

The smile in the dark night is far more terrifying than the poison in the jar in your hand.

"You're wrong, you shouldn't think about things that don't belong to you in the first place."