On the upper floor of You'anmen City, Han Hong looked at a carriage in the distance.

These days, the brocade guards searched all over the city gates, but not a single seriously wounded young man or woman with a long sword appeared.

Although it is very likely that the thieves are just weapons in the hands of those people, if they can be caught, he will immediately have a breakthrough, but the two thieves are like flying away, and the world has evaporated.

It seems that they have helpers in the capital, and they are still helpers who can hide their identities!

It wasn't until the carriage in his sight condensed into a dot and disappeared that he realized that it was not early.

Before leaving last night, he had agreed with his wife that he would have dinner with her, and now it seemed that he was going to regret it—he was going home and had lunch with her!

Thinking of it, Han Hong's cold expression instantly dispersed, and he didn't have the heart to talk to anyone more, so he flicked his sleeves and quickly went down the city tower.

He made people take the horses, a stop in the space, saw the city gate not far away, there were people selling flowers, colorful carts, a few strings of white jade vines hung on the signboard, a lively and quiet string, indescribably sweet and delicate.

He remembered the box of pearl hairpin rings he had bought for her last time. She hadn't used those brightly colored pink bead hairpin rings, but she had brought a few earrings and small hairpins made of white beads that were white and translucent.

Her temperament is quiet and introverted, and she will appreciate and appreciate those lively and bright, but she will not dress and decorate herself.

The more she was like this, the more Han Hong loved her in his heart.

She didn't say it, so she wanted him to understand.

Han Hong walked over quickly, bought all the strings of white jade vines on the float signboard, threw the silver that was about to be broken, and left satisfied.

Madame definitely loved it!

Carefully guarding the flowers, Han Hong hurried all the way home, and when he thought of his wife waiting for him at home, he just wanted to whip the horse, and he couldn't wait to fly back in an instant.

The house was as quiet as usual, and when he returned, everyone in the house immediately knew.

Han Hong rushed to the main courtyard with great interest, and when he arrived at the porch of the main house, he saw Xia Nan standing at the door, as if waiting for his arrival. He couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, "What about Madame?" ”

Xia Nan's eyes were red, and he didn't open his mouth unusually, but just opened the curtain for him and said inside, "My lord is here." ”

Han Hong frowned and stepped into the room in two steps.

There was no fragrance in the room, and the medicine went straight to the tip of his nose, and he subconsciously went to the kang table in front of the east window to look for her, but the chaotic breathing sound appeared in the west side.

He looked over and saw that his wife was sitting on the Taishi chair on the right, and Lan Gu and Xia Xi were both beside her.

The paper wrapped in the white jade vine was pinched heavily by Han Hong, and he stood still and didn't move, looking at his wife with a tight brow.

There seems to be something, it's different.

"Ma'am?" He shouted cautiously and stepped forward.

The lady on the seat suddenly held on to the chair arm to get up, and Lan Gu and Xia Xi went to help her, so she barely stood up.

Han Hong's heart jumped so shocked by this scene, he didn't care about many abnormalities, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Isn't she all right? Why can't you stand up so suddenly weak?!

It's just that he didn't help him, and the person who struggled to stand up suddenly bowed deeply to him.

Han Hong was startled and heard an unfamiliar voice coming from his wife's mouth.

"Lord Han, I'm sorry."

Lord Han?

I'm sorry?

Han Hong heard that his heart was beating like a drum, and something was about to happen, he instinctively feared and resisted, and couldn't help but take half a step back.

The bowed man slowly straightened up, and he saw her appearance, familiar and strange, and he heard her speak again.

"It's my Tang family who can't live with adults......"

The smell of Chinese medicine in the air is strong, and it is extremely difficult to breathe in and out.

The paper bag in Han Hong's hand smashed on the ground, and the white jade vine fell out, stained with dust, and lost its original sweetness and pretty, no different from falling into the mud.

Han Hong listened to an excerpt, babbling, singing, chanting, and fighting, full of skill.

But to him, the chaotic sounds were like locusts all over the world, coaxing in his ears, and he shook his head hard, trying to shake off the entanglement of these sounds, but these voices followed him.

He was anxious to escape, and when he looked up, it was dark in front of him, and he couldn't tell whether he was in the room or outside, whether it was day or night, but he saw Xia Nan with red eyes and opened the curtain for him, he saw Jingying in her eyes, and saw pity on her face.

He is a young and high-ranking commander of the Jinyi Guard, so why should he need a little mercy from others?!

He was in a trance, and he wanted to regain the silence in his ears, and stumbled out of the main courtyard.

The flower beds, water tanks, stone tables, and stone chairs in the main courtyard hurriedly retreated, as if he had been pulled hard, he didn't care, but around the corner, he saw Han Jun running over looking at him with a worried face.

Han Jun's mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't hear a word of what he said.

He wanted to ask Han Jun, "What did you say?" Are you going to sing on stage too?! ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a sudden pain in his chest, his throat rolled, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness instantly filled his mind.

When the front of Han Jun's brown cloth robe was stained with scarlet color, he finally heard a clear shout.

"Master!"

......

This night, the Han Mansion in the Four Corners Hutong, after the chaos of the war, fell into a strange dead silence.

Tang Qin leaned on Aunt Lan's arms and listened to Aunt Lan sigh about the world.

At Lan Gu's age, she is not as emotional as Xia Nan, but she still cried. Tang Qin handed her a handkerchief, persuaded her a few words, and had the intention to lead her to say something on the side.

"Auntie, did you just say that Miss Pei has a long sword, the style is simple and atmospheric, not like an ordinary product?"

Lan Gu wiped the corners of her eyes, collected her tears, and nodded yes, "Miss Pei attaches great importance to that sword, every time she treats you, she has to wipe it carefully, I have seen it a few times, and I always feel like I have seen it somewhere?" ”

Tang Qin thought for a while, "The style is simple, Miss Pei takes care of it carefully, and my aunt said where have I seen it...... Could it be a famous sword? ”

"There is a master of the world-famous sword, how can Miss Pei have a world-famous sword?"

Tang Qin said: "But my aunt also said that Miss Pei has a lot of secrets, how do you know that she doesn't have a famous sword?" She said, pulling Lan Gu's sleeve, "I remember that my mother brought me a stack of books, is there a famous sword book?" Auntie, take a look! ”

Lan Gu said that there was really one, so she got up and flipped through it, and from time to time she pulled out a thin book, with the words "Ancient Sword and Now Said".

Lan Gu took the book and walked back, and couldn't help but look through it as she walked, and when she arrived in front of Tang Qin's bed, she suddenly paused, her eyes stared directly at a certain page of the sword book, and she was stunned on the spot.

Tang Qin sighed, "Auntie, did you find it?" What is it! ”

Lan Gu's mouth opened slightly, and it took a while to find her voice from her stunnedness.

"Ancient Sword Penglai!"

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*(Volume 1: A Dream of Spring, End)