Chapter 170: Committed to the Enemy

In the following days, I flipped through the history of the Changming Dynasty, and the only valuable history I got was that Beiyu Jinchen's mother once gave birth to twin sons, although there were only a few words, almost just an allusive pronoun to speculate.

However, it is enough to show that in addition to Beiyu Jinchen, there should be a twin brother who is the same as his mother, but I have not seen this prince in the palace for a year, and there are no rumors of him in the palace, which is very strange.

While I was thinking about how I could meet Su Yanqing and Xin Li, I searched for useful and valuable information to ask the owner of this place for my rights.

I'm not sure I'll be able to rescue them yet, but I have to see them first.

But day after day, almost half a month has passed, and Beiyu Jinchen has never stepped here again.

Although I am anxious, I still have to wait patiently, but fortunately, I am the best at waiting for this kind of thing.

"Girl, I see that the Land Temple not far away has held a temple fair, which is quite lively."

At that time, I was teasing the little wild cat running from the yard. "Well, you can go if you want."

"Doesn't the girl want to go?"

I was stunned and said, "I can't get out of this place." ”

The red sleeves squatted down, thin and thin, wearing only a light collared shirt, and looked at me. "The temple fair is not far away, it should be okay to go quietly, as long as the girl keeps her promise and does not leave."

I thought carefully about her words, lest they were a temptation.

I told her that it would take time to think about it, so I had to stop and have lunch first.

I don't know where to invite the cook, I prefer a sweet and bland taste, either stewed or stir-fried, which makes people bored, and they can't eat two bites and put it aside.

The flowers in the idle garden are scattered on top of the white thick rice milk.

Holding a fan, exhale a cool breeze. Thinking about it, it's not a good idea to sit back and wait for death.

"Red Sleeves, if you want to go to the temple fair, then let's go."

In order not to be obtrusive, Red Sleeves brought me a light gray cross-collared dress, with a white base, gray brocade wrinkled covering, a wooden hairpin to pull my hair, and a veil of the same color to cover it.

After all, I am still a key criminal pursued by the imperial court, and the veil that I have not worn for a long time has been put on again.

After walking for a while, I heard the bustling sound, and the open space gathered all kinds of people. Outside the ancient temple is a huge plane tree, with its roots and stems staggered and floating on the surface.

At this time, the plane tree is full of small purple flowers, and the fragrance is overflowing, and it is more and more intense when it is steamed by the midsummer heat.

On the branches, red silk flutters, whether it is a concentric knot or a blessing card, it is hung on it, in order to be contaminated with blessings.

We followed the crowd into the temple, the Buddha statue ** solemn, the smell of incense entangled the sound of the monk knocking on the wooden fish chanting, inexplicably clear.

The red sleeves seem to have something on their minds, and when they put on the incense, they are also serious, and there are words in their mouths.

When she kowtowed, a word popped into my head: run.

Don't miss the opportunity.

He stepped back lightly, grabbed his body quickly, and before he could run, he bumped into a Taoist priest in front of him.

The man sat on the ground with a groan, and the things in his hand were scattered all over the ground.

Only then did I see that it was a fortune teller.

I had to crouch down to help him pick it up, while cursing silently in my heart.

"Girl, he didn't hurt you, did he?" Redsleeves helped me pick up the stick, and didn't seem to notice that I had any desire to escape.

Returning the sign to the original owner, the Taoist priest thanked me repeatedly, and at the end, he pointed directly at my cuffs.

Looking down, it was a wooden stick hanging from his sleeve.

I carefully read the words above - the moon has no return, and it is like a dream.

"This ......" the Taoist priest hesitated: "Girl, this is a sign, you have to be careful of the bloody disaster in the second half of the year." ”

I couldn't help laughing and said, "You swaggerers, are there anything else besides the four words of the Bloody Light Disaster?" ”

His face flushed, and he couldn't speak.

The idea of escaping can only be temporarily withdrawn, past the Taoist priest, and cannot linger longer, and go back.

"Girl, carve a blessing card, two pennies." The vendors shouted.

I took the opportunity to look at the prayer signs on the trees that were swaying in the wind, and each sign had a wish on it.

The gaze is fixed on the sign at the front, which reads: Doomed to be lonely.

This sentence is very strange, and the handwriting is extremely ugly, which can't help but make people wonder. After all, this is a blessed land, how can anyone curse themselves.

As I approached there, the vendor saw that the business was done, and he immediately smiled and said, "Pray for blessings here, and nine out of ten wishes will come true." ”

Fingers brushed the six words, and the following inscription - warbler.

This handwriting is too familiar, I once knew that Xia Xiying's calligraphy is very good, and she can imitate any letter she wants to imitate, but her own ontological handwriting is eclectic and extremely ugly, plus the following inscription, I don't believe that all this is a coincidence.

With the idea of giving it a try, I wrote a few words on the sign about after dusk, and signed the Sujin.

Then, hang it under that sign.

"The word dusk is unlucky, so it might as well be changed to early morning." The vendor said with a lot of mouths.

I threw some pieces of silver on his desk and said, "I like it." ”

This temple fair, although I didn't escape successfully, but there were some unexpected gains, I couldn't help but feel happy, and followed the red sleeves back to the courtyard.

There was a tall horse with snow-white fur and sturdy limbs in the courtyard, and he sighed in his heart.

He's actually back?

"The prince is here?" It could be seen that Red Sleeves was also a little nervous, and before Jia Ding could answer, she was already pale.

It's really a coincidence, we went out, and he came, with Beiyu Jinchen's brutal and gloomy character, maybe he would kill Red Sleeves.

"What house is he in? I'll take a look. I patted Redsleeves on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'm alone in today's affairs, and he won't do anything to me, at most it's just a few books." ”

"How does this work?" She was still not at ease.

"You go back, it's really fine." Without further ado, I walked to the bedroom alone.

It's not easy to be a hero, at least, at this moment, I'm shrouded in a sense of being a thief.

After lingering at the door for a while, I mustered up the courage to push the door open, and said in my heart that if he threatened me with Xinli, it would be a big deal.

The smell of wine was so strong that he tripped over two or three wine jars before he could take two steps.

All the curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and only a little dim light flickered in the room.

This is....... Which one?

"Get out." The figure sitting obliquely under the bed spat out a word drunk.

There were several jars of empty jars beside him, and I couldn't squeak when he suddenly threw over a glass and shattered at my feet.

"Get out of here." Muttered in a whisper, turning on his toes, ready to leave.

"Liu Sujin, come here." His tone was not good, but his eyes were bright and shining in the dark room, but the mixed emotions in his eyes turned into indifference and threat.

I had to bite the bullet and stand beside him, "Is there something wrong?" ”

He jerked himself to his feet and grabbed my wrist with a terrifying force, as if he were going to crush my bones. "Tell me, how did the wound on my back come about?"

My attention was all about the pain in my wrist, and I could only sizzle and gasp.

"You let go!"

Before he finished speaking, he really let go, and just pushed me to the back, fortunately there was a wall behind me, otherwise I would have fallen miserably.

"Is this another game you've set up? You colluded with that old man on the mountain to lie to me? ”

He got closer and closer, the heat of sake scorching his ears.

"Although I don't understand what you're talking about, but you overestimate me too much, and if you have the kung fu to set up a game, I would have killed you a long time ago."

He quieted down, and the next moment I thought I was finally relieved, he put my hand on the top of my head and kissed it slightly on the cheek.

Almost domineering and evil kisses, prying open lips and teeth, aggressively suppressing and gnawing, blood mixed with breath lingering.

He's just crazy!

I tried my best but couldn't push it away, and instead he dragged me and fell to the bed.

"Beiyu Jinchen, you!"

Unable to speak, he had already leaned over and pressed up. From the corners of my lips to my neck, to the open placket, the wounds on my body were not yet complete, and I had no strength to resist him, so I could only dodge until this man impatiently ripped off my clothes.

"Don't you want to see your loved ones? Be obedient to me, please me, and I will let you see them. ”