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The woman, known as the Holy Monarch, picks the strings with her index finger, and a crisp piano sound like autumn water falling in a deep valley circles around the beams in the empty hall.

"My name is Ling Suyi, and I'll take the Qing Supervisor to school."

At this time, among the three just now, the female supervisor, who could still watch, walked to Qingyan's side.

Her eyes were very bright, as sharp as an eagle, and Qingyan always felt that she had seen these eyes somewhere, but she couldn't remember them for a while.

I had to respectfully bow to her, "There is Lao Ling supervising the school." ”

In an instant, Qing Yan remembered where she had seen her eagle-like eyes, it was the storyteller, and his sharp eyes Qing Yan was very impressed.

Qingyan smiled at Leng Suyi, who had pulled her just now, "Thank you for saving me!" ”

Suddenly, she saw the man's eagle-sharp eyes, which she was now sure were exactly the same as those of the storyteller before her.

Ling Suyi took out a small porcelain bottle containing medicine and handed it to Qing Yan.

Qingyan stretched out his hand and refused, "Thank you, no need." ”

She didn't trust the man.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the afterglow of the twilight sunset is faintly sprinkled on the eaves of the pavilions.

It adds a bit of hazy and poetic to this prosperous evening scene of the capital.

A storyteller with a long beard and a gray cloth robe staggered down an alley.

He raised his hand and hammered his own waist, holding the wall over the garbage pile of North Street.

Next to it is the dilapidated and sloping, courtyard wall of a commoner's courtyard.

At the same time as the storyteller lifted his leg to leap over the garbage, his hand clasped his chin and waved it in front of his face, directly grabbing off his long beard and gray hair, and at the same time tearing off the robe on his body with his other hand.

The storyteller, who was still faltering just now, suddenly became vigorous.

The wall he was holding on to was pushed hard by him, and it was pushed inward, revealing a small space.

The storyteller quickly tucked his long-bearded wig and gray cloth kaftan in.

He tied a crown of gilt gold around his head, and with the other he draped an indigo robe over his body.

While restoring the broken wall to its original state, he took out a folding fan with a fine brushstroke, shook off the folding fan with a "swish", and walked towards the alley with a gentle sway.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his cold and unruly side face, reflecting his angular facial features and the bridge of his nose.

It took him five steps to the corner of the alley, and his left hand had quickly fastened the belt of his robe.

This series of movements, clean and neat.

Mu Shaoze looked for Yunfeng's gaze and saw that the upper body of Gonggong Wu had been buried in the snow, only the hem of the red eunuch robe was exposed, and it was still being blown back and forth in the wind.

Yunfeng leaned over to dust off the snow covering his father-in-law's head, and he was sure that it was him.

Suddenly, a few pro-guards walking in front spit out.

Mu Shaoze looked up and looked at the scene in front of him.

Burnt dead branches, as well as several unrecognizable corpses, were scattered all over the snow in front of them.

But in Mu Shaoze's eyes, there was no fear from the other soldiers, he instead stepped forward and took a closer look.

Yun Feng, who was following him, was full of sorrow, and said, "Your Highness, Qing Shaoxia, will she ......?"

Yun Feng didn't say any more, he believed that the hero of killing the monarch in his heart would definitely be able to survive in a desperate situation.

"No!" Mu Shaoze's tone was even a little conceited, "Gonggong Wu was killed by these entourage. ”

Yun Feng was startled, and immediately turned his head to look at Mu Shaoze.

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