Ruan Qingge saw Jiang Qing there again motionless, just holding the strip of cloth and not letting go.

She pursed her lips, grabbed the strip of cloth at her end, turned around a few times, and turned the strip out of her waist.

After untying the strip of cloth from her waist, Ruan Qingge immediately loosened the strip of cloth that was binding her left arm, and while doing these movements, she kept staring at Jiang Qing with a pair of eyes.

Jiang Qing held the other end of the strip of cloth in his hand and looked at Ruan Qinge.

After loosening the strip of cloth on his body, Ruan Tingge took it in his hand, grabbed one end and waved it casually in the air, drawing a few circles.

"Jiang Qing's guards are also painstaking," Ruan Qingge hooked the corners of her mouth, "I was still thinking about what this thing was, it turned out..." her eyes deliberately stayed on Jiang Qing's waist again, and elongated the tail note, "It turned out to be your belt." ”

Ruan Qinge's face was flushed from the previous fight, and even in the dark night, he had a new moon halo and a scorching appearance.

She suddenly moved her arm and threw the strip of cloth to Jiang Qing again.

Jiang Qing stretched out his hand to catch the strip of cloth, looking at Ruan Qingge with dark eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and a pair of black eyes seemed to melt into the dark night.

Ruan Qinge found that Jiang Qing didn't react, so she felt a little bored, she glanced at the south side of the palace, and estimated that the patrolling guards should come over again.

She didn't want to be entangled with Jiang Qing all the time, so she turned her head to Jiang Qing and said, "Jiang Qing guard, you don't think it's very uncomfortable to be slapped by me, it's better to go back and breathe." ”

Afraid that Jiang Qing would still not be able to enter the oil and salt, Ruan Tingge's voice softened, "The two of us have fought a few times, and you should be able to see that if I don't deliberately fight with others, there should be no problem with self-preservation." ”

Jiang Qing still didn't say a word.

"I'm definitely going to leave the house tonight."

Ruan Qinge was a little irritable in his heart, and said directly, "Either you speak, or let's do a few more tricks, don't be like a stuffy gourd, okay?" ”

She had a look of provocation on her face, "As long as you don't sneak up on me from behind again and again, it's not certain who wins or loses." ”

"Let's go." Jiang Qing suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Ruan Qingge was slightly stunned, and then realized that Jiang Qing had agreed to let her out of the house.

She furrowed her eyebrows and smiled, "It's good to be like this earlier." ”

"Jiang Qing's guards don't stay here, go back and rest."

Ruan Tingge said one more word, then turned around and prepared to jump onto the outer wall again. But she thought of something, her figure paused, and she glanced back at Jiang Qing again.

Jiang Qing was still standing in the distance, holding a strip of cloth in her hand, and her dark eyes were quietly looking at Ruan Tingge.

Ruan Qingge saw that he had no other moves, so he was relieved.

Seeing Ruan Qingge's figure disappear on the outer wall of the palace, Jiang Qing lowered his head and tied his belt back, and then his figure flashed, and he also jumped onto the outer wall and disappeared into the night.

Outside the west side gate of the Fenyang Palace, a carriage was parked not far from the door.

The carriage was a very common green canopy carriage, the coachman was about forty years old, ordinary in appearance, mediocre in stature, half-leaning in front of the carriage to rest, closing his eyes and napping.

Ruan Tingge walked to the carriage and knocked lightly on the carriage, and the coachman opened his eyes and saw Ruan Tingge, hurriedly got down from the carriage, and saluted, "County Lord." ”

Ruan Qingge didn't say much, nodded, and got on the carriageway, "Let's go." ”

The coachman quickly got into the carriage again, flicked the reins, and with the neighing of the horses, the carriage rolled and drifted away in the quiet alley.

A small courtyard in the south of Jinling.

The door of the main house on the east side of the courtyard was ajar, and the oil lamp inside was on, casting the shadows of the people in the house on the windows.

Wen Ziran sat in the room, his posture was still as tall as a bamboo, and his eyes looked at a certain place in the room faintly, as if he was a little distracted.

Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at the door, only to find that there was no figure at the door, but a few leaves were hung on the threshold by the cold wind, making a slight friction sound.

Wen Ziran's eyebrows faded again.

"Young Master Wen." I don't know how long it took, a clear and pleasant female voice sounded at the door, Wen Ziran looked back, and a picturesque soft girl stood at the door.

With a faint smile on her delicate face, she was looking at Wen Ziran.

Wen Ziran stood up, his voice was a little low, but it was still as cool as a mountain spring, "Lord Yun'an." ”

The girl was Ruan Qinge, and she said to Wen Ziran apologetically, "Something has been delayed for a while, I hope that Wen Gongzi has not waited too long." ”

Wen Ziran glanced at Ruan Tingge's somewhat wrinkled cuffs when he heard this, and said, "It's okay." ”

He spoke again, "I wonder what is the matter with the county lord meeting here?" ”

Ruan Tingge smiled slightly, his face looked even more pale as jade against the background of the dark dress, "Can Mr. Wen let me come in and talk?" ”

"It's natural," Wen Ziran took a slight step back to express his meaning, even though he was still a few steps away from the door.

Ruan Qingge pushed open the half-hidden door and walked in, and naturally sat opposite Wen Ziran.

After sitting down, Ruan Tingge glanced around, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "I'm quite familiar with this place." ”

The room where the two of them stayed was the same place where Ruan Tingge had lived before to heal his injuries.

"It's a bit shabby here, but it's a grievance to the county lord." Wen Ziran looked at Ruan Qingge and looked around, the expression on Jun's face did not change much, and said lightly.

Ruan Tingge said with a smile, "Although this courtyard is not as good as the excellent environment of Fenyang Palace, it is better because the environment is elegant, there are fewer people and quiet, and it is more suitable for recuperation... Wen Gongzi thinks what I said is right, right? ”

Wen Ziran's eyebrows moved slightly, and a pair of clear eyes looked at Ruan Tingge.

Ruan Qinge winked at Wen Ziran, and there seemed to be something in his smile.

The sentence I just said was what Wen Ziran said to Ruan Qiguang outside the house when Ruan Tingge was recuperating here.

"The county lord is not an ordinary noble girl." Wen Ziran looked at Ruan Qinge's smile, and her eyes were a little deep.

Ruan Tiange smiled and said, "Ordinary nobles are like me, they have suffered three times and twice with the worry of their lives, which makes their relatives worry and anxious. ”

Wen Ziran didn't talk, but asked again, "What is the matter with the county lord meeting here tonight?" ”

"Don't worry, Gongzi Wen, I don't have any malicious intentions when I asked Gongzi Wen here so late." Ruan said.

"On the contrary, I have come to thank Gongzi Wen for saving his life."

Ruan Tingge stood up when she said this, her expression was slightly solemn, her hands were stretched out in front of her chest, her palms intersected, she leaned over and bowed, "Thank you Gongzi Wen for saving me twice, and the grace of saving my life will definitely be repaid by the grass ring." ”

Seeing Ruan Qingge saluting himself so solemnly, a hint of surprise flashed in Wen Ziran's eyes, and he couldn't help but say, "The county lord doesn't have to be like this. ”

He couldn't help but think of how he felt when he saw Ruan Tingge in the teahouse that day.