Wen Zhen smiled bitterly.

Pit.

I just said not to reveal my identity, but it was leaked in the blink of an eye.

The scholar read it again, but he couldn't react a little, and muttered, "This name is so familiar...... Ah, Lord Wen Zhenwen! ”

His voice was raised, and immediately everyone around him heard it, and all eyes fell on her in an instant.

In Changping, the capital of gastronomy, the name Wen Zhen is like thunder, and it is the idol of almost all foodies.

"Kitchen God Wen Zhen!"

"It turned out to be her! No wonder those chefs are so sharp! ”

"Oh, did we eat noodles made by Lord Wen last night!"

"Eight thousand flags in one night, eight thousand flags in one night! Sure enough, only Master Wen can do it! ”

"Ah, did Lord Wen come to me yesterday to buy vegetables? Sins and sins, I knew it was you, and I didn't want to give you all the money! ”

Wen Zhen smiled bitterly, and before he could say anything, the people from the government office over there had already chased him out, and the people turned around and rushed to the back door when they saw this, and said nonsense: "Hey, what are you doing?" This is Lord Wen Zhenwen! Speaking of the Rich Food Festival, it has something to do with her, she can come and judge it in person, we have a bright face for ten years, what do you want? Yes? What do you want? Want to be disrespectful to Bun-sama? Go away! Go away! ”

The people in the government were stunned and couldn't digest it for a while.

Suddenly, Wen Zhen looked up and saw Han Fangyin's straight eyes.

She didn't know when she had broken free from the maid's clamps, chased after her, and held a spatula in her hand, probably wanting to kill Wen Zhen with a spatula. But at this moment, her expression seemed to be destroyed by herself.

After some venting, her consciousness seemed to have recovered a little, and at this moment, the expression on her face collapsed, she looked at Wen Zhen blankly for a while, and then slowly turned her head to look at Yan Sui who was temporarily blocked by the crowd.

Hearing Wen Zhen's name, she couldn't think of who Yan Sui was, then she wouldn't be Han Fangyin.

Really......

That glimmer of hope was finally shattered, and everything was just wishful thinking, like a monkey trying to catch the moon in the water, and then being slapped on the cliff on the other bank by the cold wind of reality.

How, ridiculous.

She suddenly covered her face, screamed, turned around and ran, running so much that she didn't know that she had lost a single shoe, and was caught by the angry Qiu Qiu halfway and slapped her twice.

Wen Zhen's attention was always on her, in case she suddenly made a move, so she didn't notice that the surge of the crowd had slowly brought her to the rear, and at the same time blocked Yan Sui and the others who were coming from all directions in the Han Mansion.

Wen Zhen was about to turn around and say to the person who grabbed her that she didn't need to go anymore, just wait for Yan Sui and the others here, she just turned around, and the corner of her eyes only swept the corner of the other party's black clothes, and suddenly felt that her waist tightened, and her body had already risen into the air.

Wen Zhen said "hey": "Oh, we don't have to run so fast, there are people in the way, and the people of the government can't do anything to us......"

Suddenly, her hair tightened, her fingers trembled, her sleeves shook, her waist shook, and her boots shook......

A pair of hands took care of her hair from the bun to the tips of her boots, clanging and clanging, and all kinds of needle hooks, knives, stabbing pills, pills, and paper fell all the way...... Even the tip of the hairpin on the top of her head was cut off.

Wen Zhen was dumbfounded, and then smiled bitterly.

Well, she had noticed that something was wrong with the person who was holding her in the crowd, and pretended not to notice it, while preparing to make a yin hand like a snake, but this person seemed to know her very well, and when he raised his hand, from head to toe, he disintegrated all her weapons.

Those hands were extremely light, like a real spring breeze and drizzle, but the thunderbolt instantly disarmed her from head to toe that could kill a hundred strong men a hundred times.

His hand swept over her earlobe, a pair of pearl earrings fell into his palm, Wen Zhen didn't have time to rejoice, he flicked his fingers, and a small insect crawled out of the pair of earrings, rolled out a few sesame-sized balls, and dropped a thin golden thread......

The snow-white, horrible fingers finally skimmed the back of her hand, and she lost a layer of false nails......

The last resort was also searched, and Wen Zhen really couldn't laugh.

The movement between the man's fingers gave her a feeling of extraordinary tenderness, which gave her a strange illusion that she thought of certain people and things, but the style and meaning of his movements were particularly domineering and decisive, which made her instantly confused, unable to judge what kind of opponent this would be.

The man took her in his arms, searched her for chicken bits and pieces in the blink of an eye, and covered her with a dusty overcoat that the locals often wear, holding her with one hand, and spreading her hair with one hand, Wen Zhen was already unable to move at this time, and he felt that this move was strange and ambiguous, but his one hand had already grabbed her hair, and deftly wound it three times and two, and it turned into a bun, which was still not very good, and she rarely coiled the snake bun.

Wen Zhen was breathtaking.

She can't even do this bun herself, and she has never seen a man who can put a woman in a bun with one hand.

After the bun was coiled, he wiped his hand on her face, and she felt as if there was an extra layer of gelatinous stuff on her face, a little stuffy, thinking it was a mask.

There was a slight chill on her ears, but she was wearing a pair of earrings, but it was not the pair made of tortoiseshell and pearls that she had given by Yan Sui, it felt like a small tube, heavy, and often hit her cheeks. Sometimes you can hear the faint sound of liquid flowing, like the small tube containing liquid.

It was just a turn of effort, she had been transformed into an ordinary woman, she couldn't see her current appearance, but she saw Geng Guang squeezing through the crowd, and the eyes of the search swept over her without pause.

At this time, there were too many people on this street, and they were all caught in the excitement and impulse of discovering her, which made it extremely difficult to separate the flow of people. ”

At this time, Lord Wen, like many couples traveling together, snuggled in the man's arms, the weather was getting colder, the man thoughtfully protected her head, and carried her along the scattered flow of people, and gradually walked into a certain alley.

At this time, it is to climb high and look far away, for example, like Yan Sui, standing on the courtyard wall of the Han Mansion, it is as difficult to distinguish. There was a crowd at the door, and there were many people scattered in all directions, in twos and threes, merging into the surrounding streets and alleys, all dressed similarly, and there was no one similar to Wen Zhen in sight.

Yan Sui stood on a high place, his eyes only staring at the people in three or two rows, and ordered Chinese: "Go and see all the two or threes, there are support movements, there are clothes to cover, don't care whether the appearance is similar to Wen Zhen." The surrounding houses also went to take a look, and they couldn't let go of any suspicions. ”

The guards took the order and left.

At this time, Wen Zhen had already entered an alley, the man calmly hugged her, lightly buttoned the door knocker, and then someone opened the door, and an old man greeted happily: "Son and Mrs. are back." ”

Then two maids came up to her, took her from the man's hand, and said with a smile: "Madame, is you looking at the feast today?" What are you trying to eat? ”

Another person also laughed, "I heard that there is a famous chef from other places on the street, and the fire noodles are wonderful, can Mrs. taste it?" Is it really delicious? ”

The two of them chattered and laughed, really like a lady who went out to welcome her family out to see the excitement, her tone and expression were natural and smooth, even if the courtyard was full of their people, they were also emotionally invested and real, and they couldn't see any abnormality.

Wen Zhen thinks Oscar owes you a little golden man.

Suddenly she was able to speak, and she replied with a smile: "Of course I tasted it, that's what I did." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she felt like she couldn't speak again. couldn't help but roll his eyes vigorously at the back of the man in front of him.

The maids burst into laughter and said, "Madame is still so naughty. ”

The man had eyes on his back and suddenly turned his head.

Wen Zhen held his breath.

Then she saw a normal face, so usual that she couldn't find it in the blink of an eye when she fell into a crowd.

Only those eyes are exceptionally clear and clear, like a snowy bay under the bright moon, gathering the brightness of this world, almost bright.

The eyes were so striking that she seemed to be sucked into them in an instant, and her mind was empty, and it took a while to react, and as a result, she couldn't remember the person's face even more.

I only remember that these eyes are beautiful, and the eyes are cold, and the cold air is faint, which makes people dare not make mistakes.

He opened his mouth, but his voice was very good, like the wind blowing jade bamboo, and people's ears seemed to itch slightly.

He said: "Madame is tired of shopping, let's arrange a break early." ”

With an indifferent face, but it was also an affectionate husband, Wen Zhen was full of discomfort when he heard it, are these people from Dongtang Academy of Performing Arts?

The two maids responded, and hugged Wen Zhen into the house, the two of them grabbed her wrists, Wen Zhen had been restrained by the man, and the two of them were still very careful.

Before entering the house, the maid shouted to the outside, "Is the water in the room boiled?" Wait for the lady to bathe! ”

A young man's voice immediately picked up, "Okay! Madame wants, hot water at all times! ”

There was a creak and the door slammed shut.

At this time, one of Lin Feibai's guards was flying over the wall, and when he heard this, he stopped cautiously, leaned on the roof, lifted the tiles and looked down.

Below, the lights were bright, steaming, and the table was full of delicacies, a woman was eating with her face down, and two maids kept giving her vegetables. The man opposite the woman was slowly drinking tea.

A very common sight at home.

The guard lightly covered the tiles, turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Under the roof tiles, Wen Zhen put down his chopsticks and sighed silently.

There is indeed a table of food in front of her, and it is clean, the tea and soup are ready, and the two maids are really her maids, doing their best to distribute the vegetables, and even peeling the shrimp shells for her.

Wen Zhen's wrist can move, it seems that it is reserved for her to eat, she eats honestly, people really want her to not have to put so much effort into it, and she can only be a demon when she is full.

The man sat opposite, and had changed into a black brocade robe with silver trim, the tone was as cold as a person, but it was different from Lin Feibai's cold and cold like a thin snow flying sword, he felt very stable and far away, like seeing the majestic mountains in front of him, undulating under the cold moon and blue sky, but there was a long way to go.

Wen Zhen was busy all night, she was already hungry, and the dishes on this table were still quite appetizing, so she ate a few more chopsticks, and took advantage of this meal time to think about her situation and countermeasures.

Looking at the other party's style, it doesn't seem to be unfavorable to her, or it is not going to be disadvantageous for the time being, and wants to stabilize her and do something else.

Either that, or this group of people is just an executor, just need to trap her, waiting for the real person to deal with her.

Either that, these people are the masterminds, trapping her and using her, and the real target is someone else.

But either way, she couldn't stay here.

The man on the other side did not eat, but was slowly drinking tea and reading a book.

Wen Zhen wanted to see what he was looking at, and he didn't hide it, and stretched his neck to take a look.

The Legend of the Stone Monkey

Wen Zhen: "......"

It's quite down-to-earth.

A kidnapper who watched Journey to the West always made people feel safer, but she lost her appetite and put her chopsticks aside.

A kidnapper who watched Journey to the West showed that he was sure of what he did and fearless.

She instinctively felt that this was a tough enemy.

I don't know if there have been any mountains and rivers that have met before.

At this time, she subconsciously glanced at the dishes on the table, and she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Fried shrimp, spicy chicken, spicy stir-fried pork slices, shredded eel with garlic oil, salted pork and cabbage in a clay pot......

All of them are dishes with a strong flavor and a strong sauce.

She did like it more since her sense of taste was impaired.

Is this the other party knowing, or is it a coincidence?

It should be a coincidence, after all, home-cooked dishes are these practices.

She put down her chopsticks, and someone cleaned up the table, someone fetched water to wash her face and hands, and the maid went to make the bed in the inner room. I asked the master to wash up.

Wen Zhen was frightened.

Why do you have to do a full set of plays, does the lady still have to sleep with the master?

Just after eating, the roof tiles on the head have been lifted three times, she has calculated, Lin Feibai guards a group, Yan Sui guards a group, and her own subordinate group is alive.

After that, there was no movement, and if I couldn't find her, I would definitely expand the search area, and I wouldn't always stay nearby.

It's actually very close to Hanfu, and it's dark under the lights.

A wave of doubts suddenly surged in her heart, is the Han Mansion really developed just because of the choice of chefs for the family? Is there really no deeper connection with the Maison?

The door creaked open, and the "master" came in refreshed.

I really washed up.

Wen Zhen stared at him.

He came in, blew the lamp very casually, and said, "Night, ma'am, rest." ”

……

It's night, and the people looking for people haven't stopped.

Yan Sui and Lin Feibai met again on the roof of a restaurant in the center of Changping City, and they both saw nothing in each other's eyes.

Yan Sui had been near the Han Mansion for the first time, and immediately ordered the guards outside Changping City to secretly surround Changping City, and make sure that no one was allowed to leave the city.

Then he asked the Chinese to arrange a group of guards to be deployed in front of the three city gates in Changping to strictly control all those who left the city.

He had already revealed his identity to Zhao Fuzun, and Zhao Fuzun, who was sweating profusely, ordered all the soldiers and servants in the city to stay in place according to his requirements, and controlled everyone in the Han family.

A curfew was imposed that night, and no one was allowed to go outside.

The Han Mansion was brightly lit, and everyone was confined in one courtyard.

With Han Fu as the center, it has gone through a round of secret searches, and every household will not let go.

Almost everything was going on as soon as Wen Zhen was taken captive.

Zhao Fuzun trembled, his legs had been weak since he knew Wen Zhen's identity, as if he had been struck by lightning, and then he heard that Master Wen had been taken captive.

In the next moment, His Royal Highness King Yi, who was terrified by the government and the opposition, stood in front of him.

Looking at His Highness's indifferent but infinitely cold face, he felt that the cold air had penetrated into his bone marrow.

Zhao Fuzun repeatedly asked to mobilize the soldiers of the whole city to find Wen Zhen, wanting to atone for his crimes. Yan Sui ignored it. even directly ordered Zhao Fuzun to be controlled in the county government, along with all his family members and cronies. And let people order the clerk who stayed in the team outside Changping City to directly write to the court to ask Zhao Fuzun to be dismissed.

He didn't believe in him, and he didn't think it would be easy to do things with a lot of people.

Too many people will make it easier to fish in troubled waters.

He stood in the midnight wind, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the breath of the wind.

He left an introduction on Wen Zhen, and all the gifts he gave her were dyed with the unique spices of Shimen, and he usually didn't smell too strong, but to him, it was like a thin thread, always swaying in his world.

Now the thread is broken.

And was taken away this way, with Wen Zhen's means and intelligence, he should have left all kinds of clues.

But not at all.

The other party is very powerful and knows him and her very well.

On the other side, Lin Feibai said in a deep voice: "The walls of the whole city have almost heard ......"

His expression was slightly depressed - today was supposed to be good, Yan Sui's guards were in the Han Mansion, and his guards were in the crowd outside the Han Mansion, cooperating inside and out, ready to protect Wen Zhen at any time, but the people suddenly rushed up and squeezed the guards by the door open, and the door suddenly opened again, Wen Zhen was taken away in an instant, and his guards glanced at it at the time, and saw the people standing behind Wen Zhen, dressed in the style of the Three Platforms and Five Constants, and thought they were colleagues, but they missed the opportunity.

What's worse is that Wen Zhen is not a weak woman, she has endless tricks to deal with enemies, and she is good at disguise, flexible in mind, and her personal safety is actually guaranteed.

But Wen Zhen couldn't make a move, and there was no trace left, which shows that the person who made the shot must be very powerful and know Wen Zhen very well.

It may even be possible to know him and Yan Sui very well.

"Then search directly." Yan Sui's answer was still his usual simple and rude, as if he didn't care about anything.

"Aren't you afraid of startling snakes?"

"They must not have left the city yet, but in this city, our search began quickly, and they didn't have time to move."

"What if there is an authenticity? Changping has the ability to dig tunnels from the city directly to the outside of the city, only the Han Mansion and the government ......"

"What if this tunnel is not in Hanfu, but somewhere else?"

Lin Feibai was silent. If you fail to seize the opportunity, you will be looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Since I've heard all the walls around me before, I'm still pretending that ordinary people are living a normal life. I've slept late at night, but I haven't slept yet, so let's all get up. ”

Yan Sui gave an order, and the bottom began to bang on the door.

The style is very fierce and domineering, rushing into the door, picking up people, turning over the quilt, and must hear the woman screaming and scolding before he flies away.

For a while, the chickens and dogs were jumping, boiling in the sky, and they were shocked by this noise, and the lights were lit up in every house.

Yan Sui and Lin Feibai's eyes quickly searched for the houses that had not yet turned on the lights.

In this case, normal people will light the lamp to see what is going on, and those who dare not light the lamp are most likely to have a ghost in their hearts or no one in the house, no matter which one they are, they all have a goal.

Maybe the people in the house with the problem will eventually react and turn on the lights, but they will definitely check secretly first, and they will be a step slower.

It is actually very difficult to find the lights that are lit up like a starry sky, and those that are relatively slow, the distribution of houses in the dark is not even, and there is not much difference between the speed of lighting and the light, which requires very strong eyesight, attention and observation, Yan Sui and Lin Feibai stood on a high place, each in half, and after a while, Yan Sui's eyes fell on a house in the southwest corner.

There, there was a knock on the door nearby, but the room didn't move for a few moments, and then the lights lit.

It didn't seem to be anything unusual, but it lit very quickly and suddenly two fires lit up.

Then a fire flashed, and it was so big that it seemed to be burning out of something, and then it was extinguished in a blink of an eye.

Almost instantly, Yan Sui swept over, and Lin Feibai also reacted quickly and followed.

……

The fake old man calmly said that when the lady was resting, Wen Zhen suddenly had a strange feeling.

Because the other party's attitude was too calm, almost gentle, she could even feel a faint expectation and joy.

This made her feel afraid, but there was no way, people were swordsman, I was fish, and I was gently but irresistibly helped to the bed.

Before she got to the bed, she said, "I want to sleep in the bed!" ”

The man seemed to be stunned, Wen Zhen couldn't wait to fall on the bed, the man had to bend over and gently push her shoulder, and Wen Zhen rolled into the bed.

With just a roll, she was sure that it wasn't what she thought, that the bed board was a mechanism.

According to normal logic, Yan Sui and the others must search the whole city, and when they go to bed at this time, they are probably going to climb the floor from under the bed, so Wen Zhen asked to roll the bed and test it.

Yan Sui, the master of the mechanism, taught her that no matter how seamless the mechanism is, it will be different from the real thing, such as this kind of bed board mechanism, when you sleep on it, you can feel a slight vibration at the edges, that is because there must be a gap between the edges of the bed on both sides, but you can only detect it by feeling it with your heart.

Even if the bed board is fine, the bed is dark, which is good for bad things.

She lay straight in the bed, and when she looked up at the roof, it seemed to be very tall.

There was a slight weight next to him, and the man also went to bed.