In the dressing room behind the scenes, Xu Pingyan sat in front of the rhombic mirror, removing a hairpin and layers of fat powder, until finally she was plain and looked like a green silk with a pine silk. She looked at herself in the mirror, a little distracted, her fingertips trembled and stroked her cheeks, and she couldn't tell whether she was the famous little Taoyan walking on the Fengyue Field, or the one who should be raised in the deep boudoir compound, or the rich lady who was well-read and courteous in the new-style women's school, and her mind was full of trendy ideas.

Tears weaved, her eyes were a little blurry, the warm blood of eight years ago seemed to be splashed on her face again, and she was very scared and helpless, but she couldn't make a sound, she could only stare and cry.

Because Brother Kyushu covered her mouth, such a small hand, but the strength was surprisingly large, and it was tight and impermeable.

Xu Pingyan took out the meniscus knife in the inner cuff, gently rubbed the slightly rusty scabbard with her fingertips, and stroked the four small characters engraved on the sheath over and over again.

It's a pity that I couldn't use this knife to kill Dong Guosheng, the old thief.

Thinking of this, her mind suddenly appeared that the gentleman who had been killed halfway, and the sudden kiss on her lips. She looked in the mirror and saw that her lips were full, faintly with the marks of the teeth that had been eaten and eaten, so she wiped her lips vigorously, showing disgust, as if she wanted to erase the traces of his contact. She thought of Dong Guosheng, who had left behind the world, and she hated it even more, so she pulled out a scimitar and slashed it on the dresser.

The knife was old but sharp, and a new gap was made in the edge of the table, and she drew it, her face fading with resentment.

I felt a gust of wind coming, and the two long arms surrounded her body extremely nervously behind her, tightly clasped it, and shouted: "Miss, don't seek death, as the saying goes, it's better to die than to live, what can't you think of?" ”

The voice was extremely familiar, and Xu Pingyan immediately recognized who it was.

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao is coming!

Xu Pingyan lowered her eyes and saw that the man's hands were clasped on her chest, and even one of them was boldly grasping on the soft mass.

Xu is Shen Yuchen behind him noticed that the touch in his hand was a little chic, and he even grabbed it twice as if he was curious.

Xu Pingyan's heels fell together, and the off-white high heels deliberately stepped on his instep, the heels were high, and the pain was about to be drilled, Shen Yuchen screamed again and again, picked up his legs and turned around a few times.

There was a loud crack, and the hot five-finger claw marks were burned on his face, Xu Pingyan was ashamed and angry, and he slapped the wind, and wanted to fan it down.

But she was intercepted in mid-air, and she raised her eyes to meet the pair of ink pupils that did not see the depth.

It was Shen Dashao.

She struggled stubbornly, but her wrist was held purple by the brute force of the man in front of her, but it was in vain. Shen Dashao stared at her expressionlessly, his straight body not moving at all.

Shen Yuchen, who was slapped in the face, hurriedly stepped forward, covering his swollen right cheek, hissing and sobbing in pain, like a snake spitting letters, jumping around in front of the two of them, and comforted: "Big brother, I was rude to this young lady, it's none of her business, you let her go quickly!" ”

Shen Dashao's cold eyes darkened, he coldly shook off her wrist, glared at Shen Yuji sternly and dissatisfiedly, and strode away.

When he walked away, Shen Yuchen began to squeeze his eyebrows, and explained the accident just now.

When it was over, some of them added a sentence shyly, as if they were joking, "Since I kissed you, I am responsible for you, you can go with me." ”

Xu Pingyan was so angry that she was about to bleed, so she quickly picked up the knife with her hand, buckled it around his neck, and said coldly: "Don't fart here!" You warlord kids, you don't have a good dog! ”

Shen Yuchen raised his hands widely, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he had disarmed and surrendered, although the blade on his neck was cold, but he also argued solemnly: "What Miss said is not right, as the saying goes, there are evil dogs in good dogs, and there are good dogs in evil dogs, heroes don't ask where they come from, kennel black dogs and white dogs, how can you confuse all the dogs in this world?" ”

This remark is inseparable from dogs, comparing people to dogs, and warlords and bureaucrats are all dogs. Xu Pingyan couldn't help but hook her lips.

Shen Yuchen glanced over with slanted eyes, although he saw her smiling, but like ice and snow melting, spring returned to the earth, and his heart was inexplicably happy, and he flattered: "Look, you were amused by me, can you take this knife away." ”

Xu Pingyan realized that her smile didn't have to be deliberately hypocritical, so naturally, she was busy straightening her look, glaring angrily, and pushed him away.

Shen Yuchen was pushed against the wall, coughed a few times while holding his chest, his eyes were crooked and smiling, and he was a little serious in his smuggling, and he came over step by step, reaching an inch away from Xu Pingyan's body, and asked in an unpredictable voice, "Do you want to kill Dong Guosheng?" ”

She raised her eyes suddenly, with a strong vigilance, and suddenly remembered the four words that were written on her lower abdomen, it is not good to be a teacher. His fingers were pinched with great force through the intricate brocade costume, as if they were about to be branded. Xu Pingyan brushed her clothes, only to feel that the touch was close to her skin, itchy, which made her uncomfortable, but she just looked at him calmly.

Shen Yuchen smiled innocently and harmlessly, not afraid of her gaze at all, "I saw the very old knife in your sleeve." ”

No wonder Baimi's plan ran out of Cheng Biting Jin halfway, it turned out that this Cheng Biting Jin had a perspective eye, and he could even see the Qiankun in his sleeve.

The plan that had been planned for months was ruined, Xu Pingyan was angry, and the blade of the thin blade slashed his neck, and a trace of blood suddenly oozed out.

Shen Yuchen was unusual, as if he didn't care about the threat from life and death, he still smiled, leaned down, his lips fell to her ear, and whispered: "It seems that you still don't understand why I wrote those four words, it's not good to be a teacher." In fact, it seems that there are very few guards under the stage, but in fact, at the door, on the first and second floors, and even the elite soldiers of the closed city, I don't know how many plainclothes guards with high martial arts are secretly protecting him. ”

Xu Pingyan knows that it is powerful, if Dong Guo's life and death are in the lockdown, Jin Dashuai will definitely make a wave.

But she just wants revenge, and she's endured it for many years!

A few days ago, the staff who painted for Dong Guosheng was Chang Kun, the old department of General Xu Beiye, and he was also Dong Guosheng's life-saving benefactor when he was young. It seems that this information is false, and this old thief is also very wary of those close to him.

In recent years, Dong Guosheng has made a big move, and he has committed many unrighteous acts, and the assassinations that happened to him are commonplace, so he must have heavy troops to protect him every time he travels, and even sometimes deliberately keeps the time and place of the inspection secret, in order to confuse the enemy and make them dare not act rashly. But this time, he deliberately spread the specific time of the micro-service patrol in the closeness of his subordinates, and the military strength marched, is it a temptation?

Xu Pingyan was taken aback, didn't care about ignoring the prodigal son in front of her, and hurriedly ran out.

Shen Yuchen took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the fresh blood on his neck, did not chase it, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he kept looking at the clear figure disappearing around the corner.

Xu Pingyan was right, Dong Guosheng had no real power, and the accompanying guards were all assigned by his superiors, close to his staff in their twenties and thirties, proficient in eating, drinking, and having fun, all of which were sent by Jin Dashuai to relieve his boredom.

These twenty or thirty staff members are talented retired officers, and the arrangement is chaotic, and it has long been impossible to find out the details, and there are many undercover traitors.

Including Xu Pingyan's father's old department, Chang Kun.

Dong Guosheng once used tricks and made great contributions to Jin Dashuai's incorporation of the Yuhu Army, but Jin Dashuai alone held the real power of the six provinces, and only divided Dong Guosheng into a fictitious position. I was afraid that I would be criticized by the world for not rewarding my deeds, so I had to get people from unknown backgrounds around me to Dong Guosheng's side, first, he would live and die, second, he could also take the opportunity to verify the identity of the twenty or thirty staff, and third, he also had a good reputation of being considerate of his subordinates.

Jin Dashuai is really a deep calculation!

On the second day, from Yuzhou to the closure of the city, Chang Kun's wanted warrant was pasted, and the provincial order paper that was blown away by the wind also contained the wanted warrant of Xu Pingyan issued by the county level, and unexpectedly the crime said that it was not a conspiracy to assassinate Commander Dong, but the assassination of Shen Wei's second son.

Jin Dashuai, the eighth king behind the scenes, probably doesn't take her Xu Pingyan as a woman in his eyes, as long as he rewards Chang Kun's whereabouts with a heavy reward. As for Shen Wei, it was her father's lifelong faith, but it was her nightmare for ten years, and she vowed never to see the Shen family again, let alone any false assassination.

Chang Kun followed the secret letter on the marriage tree in the Yuelao Ancestral Hall, and found Hexagonal Alley all the way.

As the sun slanted to the west, the soft orange glow with wisps of night darkness shone straight into the barren and ruined temple at the end of the alley. Xu Pingyan was kneeling on the dusty futon, silently closing her eyes, clasping her hands together, and raising her eyebrows reverently and solemnly.

Under the baptism of wind and sun, the Buddha statue is mottled and peeled off, pitted, and covered with a layer of gloomy dust, looking a little crazy, but like a devil wearing a compassionate skin.

"Miss." Chang Kun called softly, looking at her thin and strong back, a little distressed.

Xu Pingyan straightened up, walked over, although she had no expression, she smiled gently, and stuffed a stack of silver tickets with a moderate denomination in her hand into Chang Kun's hand, "Uncle Chang, you go quickly, the farther you go, the better, it's best not to come back." ”

"Miss?" His voice trembled, tears flowed from his eyes, but he didn't fall, "General Xu treats me like a mountain, my mission to survive is to protect you and avenge the general, how can I survive and steal my life?" ”

Xu Pingyan patted his hand as if persuading, did not speak, and a water-blue buckled cheongsam was like a wisp of ethereal smoke, crumbling in Chang Kun's eyes full of tears.

Chang Kun shed two lines of tears, his eyes were decisive and resolute, as if he was going to die for a certain belief, holding the roll of money in his hand, and turned around.

The back is tall and straight, like a poplar born in a storm, dissolving into the sunset, the dignified righteousness in the bones, in Xu Pingyan's eyes, in a trance, like his father back then.