Chapter 37: Listen to the Story

"Let's go, get out of here first." Saying that, Ye Yanqing was not allowed to resist, so he took him away directly. When Liu Yi finished checking the situation of the man's corpse and came to look for him, he didn't even see anyone.

"You ......" arrived in a place where there were few people, and he put Ye Yanqing down.

"The girl is offended." Now Ye Yanqing realized that this person was the person he had just seen.

"Childe doesn't have to be polite, I should thank you for saving me."

Ye Yanqing noticed his sword, it was very beautiful, and at a glance, he knew that it was from the hands of a famous forging master on the rivers and lakes, Master Shi, if there were ten famous weapons with famous weapons in the martial arts, then seven of them would definitely come from his hands. This is a rare sword, and the background of this son must be amazing.

"No need, this is what I should do, since it's okay, I'll leave first." Ye Yanqing originally wanted to talk a little more to understand, but seeing that the other party didn't mean to, it was difficult to speak again.

"By the way, you can take this. That person will naturally understand when he sees it. After saying this, he left without looking back.

Suddenly, there was a heavy weight in his arms, and something fell into his arms. Ye Yanqing looked at it, it was just an ordinary wooden bracelet, very ordinary, but it could also be seen that the person who carved it had put his heart into his arms and put the wooden bracelet in his arms.

I walked on, trying to get out of this dead end, thinking that I would go back to the original street, but I didn't expect to walk by a lake.

It's no longer the original place, Ye Yanqing looked around, there were lakes on the left and right, there were no lights on the capital, only there were a lot of lights in the middle of the lake.

There was no extra road to go any further, and Ye Yanqing hesitated to step on the promenade and go to the lake to have a look.

There are lights gathered, there are no human figures, and you can hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra to music, it should be possible to go, and the man brought himself here, isn't it just to bring himself here?

Stepping on the promenade, the water vapor emitted by the lake becomes foggy at night, faintly, and the evening breeze blows a layer of thin veil. I couldn't see what the people in the distance looked like, but I still had the courage to go.

The further inside, the more people inside, but there were mostly men, and the women were all handmaids, or some women who were very lightly dressed, and there were no other women in sight.

Ye Yanqing felt the strange gazes of the people around her, the man was mostly eager to speak and stopped, and the woman was gloating, with a good look on the show.

Finally passed through the corridor, and left the lively place, the lights gradually dimmed, there were fewer people coming and going, and the fog became thicker, but he could only continue to walk when he did not appear.

Ye Yanqing wondered if she was thinking too much? It was an accident at all. He was about to turn around and walk back, and when he looked back, he was almost half frightened, and four fat and strong men followed him, and retreated him to the tight blockage of the road.

Ye Yanqing retracted her gaze, confirmed the guess in her heart, and continued to walk forward with peace of mind. Listen carefully to the footsteps behind you, it's very shallow. It is much deeper than the footsteps of ordinary people, it seems that they have all practiced martial arts for a few years, and they can be regarded as a group of third-rate martial artists, these people were not his opponents at all before, but now they are weaker than them. Let them follow in their own way.

After walking dozens of steps, I turned the corner and looked at a pavilion, but the outside of the pavilion was covered by a thick curtain, and I couldn't see the situation inside.

Ye Yanqing lifted the curtain and entered inside. There is no darkness as expected, and although there are few things inside, the things placed are very exquisite.

On several shelves shaped like orchids, a few candles are placed to illuminate the dead corners here.

There was a plate of fruit on the table, a plate of delicate pastries, and a cup of tea that had been poured, Ye Yanqing touched it, and the tea was still warm.

There was a man sitting inside, a sick man to be exact. Lying crookedly on the soft collapse, he coughed from time to time.

Ye Yanqing looked at it carefully, his face was very pale, without a trace of blood, his eyes were half-open, as if he was looking at Ye Yanqing.

"You ......"

"Are you the one brought by Huaisheng?" He seemed to come to his senses and half-sat up.

Ye Yanqing smiled, sure enough, these are not coincidences.

"Who are you? Who is the birth of your mouth? ”

The other party was stunned and asked rhetorically, "Don't you know?" ”

"Should I know?"

Ye Yanqing shook his head, he was originally brought here by a person inexplicably, he didn't even know this place, how did he know who was waiting for him here.

"Who brought you here?"

"I don't know, I met by chance on the road. I don't know who you are, how did you end up here? ”

The man did not answer him, but closed his eyes, which lost their luster when they first saw him, as if they were dying.

"You go, we recognized the wrong person, they won't embarrass you." After saying that, he coughed heavily.

Ye Yanqing glanced at and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped when one foot was about to step out, and he seemed to remember something all of a sudden.

"You are the illegitimate son of Chang Shuo, the owner of the moon season, Zhao Sanxi?" In the past few days, he has not been idle in the inn, and with the help of his senior sister's power in Youzhou, he quickly found out about this matter.

This person is Chang Shuo's illegitimate child outside, but he is not favored, let alone a surname, and he is not even qualified to enter the Chang family tree. But his wife can't get used to these accidents, and they have been suppressed everywhere over the years.

Zhao Xue finally cultivated a good seed, which she also sent someone to destroy, and then planted the blame on the Nie Mansion.

"Not bad." Zhao Sanxi looked at him calmly, not afraid that Ye Yanqing would know this identity at all.

Ye Yanqing felt that he was a little familiar, and felt that it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, it was originally just a conjecture, but just now, he remembered to see his portrait.

Ye Yanqing sat back and continued to ask, "Are you worried about your sister when you invited me here so deliberately?" Zhao Sanxi's face was calm, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Yes."

Ye Yanqing took out the wooden bracelet in his arms, and before he could hand it to Zhao Sanxi, he stopped him with a voice.

"You don't have to look at it, I recognize this thing, I personally made it for my sister." Zhao Sanxi collapsed, looking at Ye Yanqing, not looking sick and weak at all.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"If you are willing to listen to me tell a story, after listening, whether you can help or not, it's up to you." Ye Yanqing couldn't refuse, so he opened his mouth to tell the story.