"Who?!"

"Come on, thieves break in at night!"

Without saying more, it was already a mess, and several burly black-clothed people were scurrying in the shadow of swords and swords, and they swept several people with brute force, but they did not hurt anyone. When the situation was good, he was about to go further, but he didn't notice it for a while, and between the lightning and flint, several people were restrained by the ghostly figure who didn't know when he was close, and he couldn't move immediately.

After a little hesitation, one of the black-clothed men who seemed to be the leader saw that the situation was not good, and took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the palace guard wanted to pursue, but he heard Xiao Yu say coldly: "Poor Kou Mo chases, kidnap these people and send them to Jingzhao Mansion." "The eyes are dim, falling into the boundless darkness, I don't know what emotions breed.

The mediocre-looking guard had a look of inconsistency in his eyes, and lowered his voice and said, "Lord Wang, those people didn't kill them, I think they came to save that person." ”

"No matter why, if you break into my Anjun Palace, you have to pay the price." The corners of his mouth hooked, but he was ruthless, and he was cold between his negligence, and he softened his tone, "I've worked hard for you this time." ”

The man shook his head, "It's the duty of the subordinates." With that, he turned and left, keeping watch for the night.

Xiao Yuwu stood freely and in the dark for a while, until he noticed that the spring cold was coming, and then he raised his feet and went to the backyard, but instead of going to Xie Chang'an's house, he went to the side, and before he got close, his expression softened a little.

Bringing a body of cold into the house, Li Bai hurriedly helped Xiao Yu change his robe, poured hot tea, and then lit the fire. After a long time, until there was no chill on his body, Xiao Yu got up and went to the house, and saw Mama Gui coaxing the little guy who was humming and crying.

With gentle eyebrows and eyes, Xiao Yu smiled, like a spring breeze, carefully hugged the restless little guy, shook it gently, and asked in a low voice: "Why is this making trouble again, but the body is uncomfortable?" ”

"The body is fine, I think it's the movement just now."

An imperceptible darkness flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, he was as gentle as Qiuhong, and coaxed softly: "Little guy, don't cry, sleep well, when your mother wakes up, Dad will take you to see your mother and ask your mother to name you." ”

I don't know if I understand, or if I am tired of tossing, the sound of humming and chirping is smaller, and the little hands that are clenched are no longer waving indiscriminately, and the little face is red, and only the eyebrows and eyes that have not grown are embellished with tears.

Xiao Yu looked distressed, sighed to himself, stretched out his index finger and wiped it carefully and gently, and whispered in a warm voice, "Sleep, sleep, my little guy ......"

Bamuza, who fled back to the post station, was gasping, his eyes were full of chagrin, he thought he couldn't be angry, and suddenly reached out and slammed the wooden table angrily, with a bang, the wooden table shook and shook, almost falling apart, and he shouted in a low voice, "Bamuqing, this idiot!" ”

After calming down, Ba Muqing carefully recalled Le Fangcai's fight, thinking about the strange technique and figure, but he was incomprehensible, and sighed secretly, the Heavenly Empire is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

People who have more difficulty sleeping in the middle of the night are all hiding their thoughts.

In Xie Changning's house, although the lights were extinguished, the two people who could sleep together were full of floating hearts and refused to close their eyes, although there was nothing to see in the endless night, they only fell into the dark night, silent together.

Just like the first rays of dawn, Yan Qinglan's warm and low words pierced the lonely night, "Changning, does it still hurt?" ”

Yan Qinglan, who left in anger early in the morning, went to the Qin Music Workshop and had a drink with the owner of the Liu Fang, but whether she was drunk or not, everyone was drunk, Yan Qinglan was still drunk in the end, if it wasn't for the owner of the Liu Fang who heard the rumors, saying that Xie Changning was injured, and the soldiers of the Anjun Wangfu were in chaos, Yan Qinglan was afraid that she would not return at night.

Although the heart is resentful, the affection hidden in the heart can be wiped out by a few words that are not very well heard, and the person who cares for him on the tip of his heart actually hurts people, Yan Qinglan, who has always been as warm as jade, was furious, but he was worried about Xie Changning's injury, and immediately rushed to the Anjun Mansion in the middle of the night, but he got the news that Xie Changning had returned to the house, and returned to the house non-stop.

But close to the house, Yan Qinglan hesitated outside the house, and didn't dare to step into the door for a long time, worried but flustered, when she remembered that she had treated Xie Changning like that before, Yan Qinglan felt guilty and felt speechless, even if he knew that Xie Changning was trying not to embarrass him, but if he cut his heart like that, it would be like a throbbing heart spasm.

The candle flame flickered, Xie Changning looked at the standing figure reflected in the window in the room, tall and thin, but always her most solid support. Feeling happy and frightened, for some reason his throat was sore and his eyes were red, and then he hooked his lips and smiled, gentle and firm, if the mountain is not me, I will come to the mountain, Xie Changning got up and opened the door of the house, stood with a smile, and said gently: "Qinglan, you are back." ”

Yan Qinglan's heart moved, she almost didn't dare to face Xie Changning's eyes that Qiu Hong had hidden, and hurriedly avoided her eyes, but she saw the hideous scar on her neck, her eyes sank, and she was distressed, but her heart fluctuated, she was angry with her little family, she resented the viciousness of the person who made the move, and her knotted hand seemed to want to caress it, but she was afraid that it would make it worse, so she just froze in mid-air at a loss, "If I don't get angry with you......"

Xie Changning smiled lightly, hid the unbearable pain in the depths of his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Qinglan's cold arm, and said softly: "I'm fine, it's cold at night, let's go into the house." ”

Yan Qinglan, who blamed herself and was angry, lost her normality, and after washing quietly and silently, the two fell asleep together, until they opened their mouths again, making Xie Changning feel at ease and happy.

"It's okay, but it hurts for a few days, An'er is suffering today, and she almost ......" Xie Changning had palpitations, his heart was disordered, and he was cold, his slightly cool hand was held by a thick hand, and his heart was a lot more steady, "Fortunately, there is no danger, the mother and daughter are safe, but ...... If I have a scar in the future, Qinglan, you don't have to dislike it. ”

Holding Xie Changning's hand again, Yan Qinglan said in a deep voice: "What nonsense, it's too late to feel distressed, how can you dislike it." The words were full of self-blame and guilt, and his voice was hoarse compared to usual, "Changning, I'm sorry, I'm not good today, and I'll ...... in the future."

Before the words fell, a slender finger covered Yan Qinglan's lips, blocking Yan Qinglan's words, "It's because I'm not good, I shouldn't say something against my heart, Qinglan, it's my mistake, I shouldn't be delusional about calming things, so I can't say it...... Qinglan, it is my wish to be a couple with you for the rest of my life, and I don't want to ...... with others."

Sideways hugged Xie Changning, Yan Qinglan said in a deep voice: "Changning, I know, you are afraid that I will be embarrassed, for my sake, I don't care what to do...... I all know that it's my fault. ”

The two complained to each other, and the estrangement that had existed before finally disappeared, and when they calmed down, Yan Qinglan asked about the ins and outs of today's events, Xie Changning said concisely and concisely with Yan Qinglan, and finally said: "King Anjun asked me to talk to you." The voice was low again, so that others could not hear clearly.

Yan Qinglan bowed her head, although she couldn't see it, but Xie Changning, who was next to her, understood.

"Qinglan, I still have something to tell you......" After a while, Xie Changning leaned into Yan Qinglan's arms, and said gently and firmly: "Qinglan, I want to make it clear to my mother tomorrow, I don't want to let this matter ruin the friendship between you and me, it is a hidden danger." ”

What Xie Changning said was also what Yan Qinglan requested, "I'll go with you." ”

Xie Changning shook his head, "Qinglan, believe me, I can, I don't want to hide behind you all the time, husband and wife...... It should have been standing side by side! This is what Xie Changan told her, she can endure humiliation and grievances, but she can't become a burden to Yan Qinglan.

It took a long time before I heard Yan Qinglan say, "Okay." ”

Xie Changning's gentleness and pettiness made Yan Qinglan move her heart to love, but she blindly tolerated and cowardly, and in the end she would only become a resentful woman in the boudoir who couldn't wait to end up depressed.

Yan Qinglan also knew that Xie Changning was like an enlightenment, thinking that Xie Changan said something, and sighed secretly, the Xie family has its own merits, but fortunately, each has its own place.

Everyone has their own place, and only Jingzhao Mansion Yin is unpleasant, too, in the middle of the night, when the three meridians are asleep, they call people to beat the drum and knock on the door to wake up, how can there be a little bit of comfort, scolding and scolding out of their clothes, their faces are dark and ink, and they are about to open their mouths to teach the people of Yerao, but the guards who came from front to back were dressed with the logo of the Anjun Palace, and asked the Jingzhao Mansion Yin to look at the exit and swallow back, suppressing the anger, but the face could not be turned back, only said with a straight face: "What's the matter?" ”

The head of the palace guard immediately spoke up, "Just now, these people broke into the palace of Anjun at night, intending to assassinate the prince and the princess, in order not to let others chew the root of their tongues indiscriminately, the prince ordered us to hand over the people to the adults, and I hope that the adults will enforce the law impartially." ”

Jing Zhaoyin's face was pale, the words "impartial law enforcement" were extremely clear, could it be an insinuation that he was playing favoritism and abusing his power? Thinking that he was conscientious and conscientious, he was suddenly angry again, and was about to get angry, but he saw that someone had torn off the face of the man in black, and by the candlelight, he saw the face under him, and he was shocked at once, and he was busy drinking the sleepy servant, and brought the person into the prison, and then recorded the experience with a serious expression.

After the palace guard left, Jingzhao Yin Wu thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't do it, and then patted his head and hurriedly wrote an excerpt, this matter can be big or small, or the emperor is.

After writing the excerpt, Jing Zhaoyin read it again, and still couldn't help complaining: "Alas, this Rouran person has something to do with the King of Anjun, and the princess hurt someone, and she took advantage of the night to assassinate, what kind of grudge is it, you guys are good, pat your ass and leave, only I am terrified all day long, for fear of offending this, my life is not guaranteed, and my life is not guaranteed if I offend that!" ”

got up and stretched, but he was completely sleepy, but thinking that there was still a "hard battle" to fight tomorrow, Jing Zhaoyin sighed helplessly, resigned himself to the house, turned over and collapsed, and there was no residual warmth in the brocade quilt.