At present, the female shopkeeper with a scorching demeanor outside the door of the inn is naturally Tong Xiangyu, the shopkeeper of the Tongfu Inn.

And the exhibition hall in her mouth is the name of the male guy, Bai Zhantang.

In addition, that male guy also has a well-known name in the Jianghu martial arts, the Thief Saint, the Saint of Thieves, White Jade Soup!

Due to some special reasons, Tongfu Inn closed early and no longer received guests.

Even if the Jinyi guard's attitude and tone were very sincere, Tong Xiangyu still didn't plan to change his mind.

"Guest officer, it's not that the small shop is unwilling to do this convenience, it's really that the small shop has a reason to close its door, guest officer, you should go to other places with your son-in-law to have a look!"

Seeing that she looked behind her according to the guidance of the brocade guard, she shook her head gently and said, "It's not too late now, whether you go to Eighteen Mile Pu or Zuojiazhuang, you can ...... in time."

Suddenly, the words in Tong Xiangyu's mouth stopped abruptly.

When she saw the faces of Zhou Chen and several people at the corner of the street, the words in her mouth couldn't go on anymore.

At the same time, Tong Xiangyu's bright eyes gradually revealed a touch of crystal.

Feeling the strangeness that happened to the shopkeeper, Bai Zhantang couldn't help but look at Zhou Chen and the others at the corner of the street.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, but it was the time that made Bai Zhantang's heart tremble, and even if his legs and stomach trembled, he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, whether it was Tong Xiangyu or the Jinyi guard, the attention of the two of them was not on Zhou Chen, so no one else noticed Bai Zhantang's embarrassment.

A few years ago, in a Shangyuan lantern festival held in Xi'an Fucheng, Shaanxi, Bai Zhantang once had a photo with Zhou Chen.

At that time, the terrifying sword shot out by Zhou Chen left an extremely deep impression on Bai Zhantang's heart.

Although several years had passed since the beginning, how could Bai Zhantang forget Zhou Chen, who had terrified him?

Just when Bai Zhantang's body and mind were trembling and shivering, Tong Xiangyu beside him muttered silently with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Chen, you finally came to see your sister!" ”

Although Tong Xiangyu's murmur was very subtle, how could it escape Bai Zhantang's ears?

For a moment, Bai Zhantang couldn't help but cast a shocked gaze at Tong Xiangyu.

Bai Zhantang didn't expect that his own soft and weak shopkeeper would be able to have a sister-brother relationship with the terrifying murderer opposite.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his head, and Bai Zhantang recalled that when the terrifying murderer on the other side slashed out the sword, it seemed that he was trying to rescue his sister.

And what made Bai Zhantang's heart tremble even more was that in order to escape under the pursuit of the Ling family in Xi'an, he casually grabbed a hostage from the crowd, as if he was the sister of the murderer opposite.

Because the sky was very dark at that time, and Bai Zhantang was thinking about escaping, he didn't notice the appearance of the hostage in his hand at all.

It is precisely because of this that Bai Zhantang and Tong Xiangyu have lived together in the Tongfu Inn for more than a year, and he has never recognized Tong Xiangyu as the hostage he grabbed casually.

If he hadn't seen Zhou Chen's arrival today, Bai Zhantang probably wouldn't have known that he and Tong Xiangyu had crossed paths a few years ago.

Thinking of the terrifying knife a few years ago, Bai Zhantang is still terrified in his heart.

If he hadn't blocked a few secret weapons of the Xi'an Ling family for Tong Xiangyu because of his kindness at that time, maybe he would have been the one who slashed back then.

Bai Zhantang was secretly congratulating himself on his choice back then, but Tong Xiangyu next to him ran directly towards the street with his skirt.

"Xiao Chen, you miss your sister!"

While running, Tong Xiangyu cried out with tears streaming down her face, her emotions were obviously extremely excited.

At the same time, seeing Tong Xiangyu's actions, Zhou Chen also hurriedly rolled off the horse, and then walked quickly towards Tong Xiangyu.

"Sister Xiangyu!"

Even with Zhou Chen's calm heart, there was an obvious emotional fluctuation in his tone.

After Zhou Chen and Tong Xiangyu met together, Tong Xiangyu grabbed Zhou Chen's hands, and then began to look Zhou Chen up and down.

"I haven't seen him for a few years, Xiao Chen has grown taller, and he is almost a head taller than his sister!"

Raising his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, Tong Xiangyu held Zhou Chen's hands tightly and said with a smile.

In Tong Xiangyu's heart, there is no difference between Zhou Chen and her own brother at all.

After several years, the two sisters and brothers reunited again, and Tong Xiangyu had countless words to say in her stomach.

But when these words came to my lips, I couldn't say them for some reason.

As a result, Tong Xiangyu could only hold Zhou Chen's hands tightly, silently shedding tears there.

"Sister Xiangyu, it's all Xiao Chen's fault, Xiao Chen hasn't gone home to visit his sister and Uncle Tong for so many years, it's really Xiao Chen's!"

Looking at Tong Xiangyu's tearful appearance, Zhou Chen's heart was also uncomfortable, he could only accompany him one after another.

"Okay, okay, my sister knows that Xiaochen is busy with official business, and neither Dad nor we will blame you."

Seeing the shame on Zhou Chen's face, Tong Xiangyu hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his tears, and then comforted Zhou Chen.

"Sister Xiangyu, I am now transferred to Guangyang Mansion, although I still can't return to Hanzhong because of my duties, but I can come to see you from time to time!"

knew that Tong Xiangyu was very concerned about him, so Zhou Chen hurriedly told Tong Xiangyu the good news of his transfer.

"Really? Xiaochen was transferred to Guangyang Mansion? Is it flat or high?! ”

When Tong Xiangyu heard this, he hurriedly asked.

Regarding his younger brother's future, Tong Xiangyu is naturally very concerned.

"It's considered a high promotion, and the younger brother will be able to visit my sister often in the future!"

Zhou Chen replied with a smile, but he did not directly tell the news that he was about to succeed as the prefect of Guangyang Mansion, so as not to frighten Tong Xiangyu.

After all, in just a few years, Zhou Chen was promoted from a scholar to a member of the court of the fourth grade, which is really a bit unbelievable.

After a long time of reminiscing, Zhou Chen remembered his previous doubts, and he couldn't help but ask: "By the way, Sister Xiangyu, why did your inn close so early?!" ”