"You can't be blamed for that." The man spoke softly and raised his hand to grab the woman's hand.

The woman suddenly let go of him, and held his waist with a slight force, making him turn to herself, biting her lip and annoyed: "This Chen Shao is really annoying." ”

She snorted, coquettish as a twenty-eight girl, and said hatefully: "Eight years ago, he tracked down the old things, and he had a never-ending posture, and I was very worried." With this person's shrewdness and ability, as long as he bites out his head, the whole thread will be pulled out. ”

She paused, turned her eyes to look at the man, and suddenly felt tender: "I'm all for you." In any case, you are the only support of my mother and son in Beijing, and we can't live without you. ”

The man was moved, took her into his arms, and said softly: "Don't worry, with me for one day, I will be able to protect you for one day." Fu and low persuasion: "Also, you don't have to worry too much about Chen Shao, he should really have amnesia, otherwise, Feng Gu will never stand still, and he would have taken revenge a long time ago." ”

"I'm not at ease." The woman snuggled in his arms, and her expression became gloomy: "It's always bad if he thinks of something." ”

The man didn't look too worried, his expression was relaxed: "It's been eight years, and the thread that should be cut has already been broken, didn't you say it too?" The people and things he found out before have already been dealt with? ”

He took the woman's hand and tightened it, and said in a low voice: "It's going to be fine, even if there is something, I'm still here." ”

The woman's face changed abruptly, and her expression was a little uneasy.

Those people and things eight years ago, they really cut off most of them.

The only person who slipped through the net.

It's just that she never mentioned this matter to the man, because she knew that he couldn't bear it.

She pursed her lips, her expression turned to disdain, but when she opened her lips, her voice was so soft that it dripped: "We rely on you, so you must do it well, so that others will find us." He nudged him again: "Get dressed quickly, don't delay any longer." ”

The man's self-esteem was greatly satisfied, he smiled and bowed his head, let go of her, bent down and put on his leather boots, and his voice sounded: "Let's talk about the wind and bones." In the end, the head of the Wind and Bone Society should be in the palace. ”

He stood up, kicked his boots on the carpet a few times, and turned his head to look at the woman: "This matter must be cautious, since the incident of the Changqiu Palace, the palace ban has become more and more strict, and I am not able to speak, even if I want to install people, I can only wait for the release of people in the palace next autumn, and then I can transfer people in." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to feel uneasy, and quietly looked at the woman's expression.

The woman stood on the side of the bed with her head slightly hooked, a coarse cloth jacket, a green cotton skirt, such as a black bun wrapped in a green cloth handkerchief, and a jingchai cloth skirt, the more she lined her eyes, her skin was like frost and snow, coupled with the awe-inspiring and inviolable charm between her eyebrows and eyes, it was very intriguing.

"That's it?" The woman still lowered her eyes, didn't look at the man at all, and her tone was indifferent.

The man panicked, quickly lowered his head, and his voice became cautious: "The princess should also know that at the head of the Zongren Mansion, there are only a limited number of ways I can use, so I can only figure it slowly, and I can't rush it." ”

He seemed to be a little anxious, and his nose was oozing with sweat, but he didn't even dare to wipe it, and his name was changed.

The woman stared at him for a moment, a little disappointment on her face.

"That's it, I know, then you can check it slowly." She waved her hand, with a kind of succinct contraction, "Go ahead." ”

The man lowered his head and walked to the door to lift the curtain.

Halfway through his hand, he suddenly turned back and looked at the woman seriously: "Before leaving, I have to advise Niangniang, that Weiyuan Hou, you had better be careful and don't touch it easily." ”

"Oh?" The woman raised her eyebrows and smiled charmingly: "The little guy surnamed Pei is just a puppy who has just grown up, and his father and his brother are all brave and unscrupulous, otherwise, how can they be easily calculated to death by the first king." What's so scary about just such a child? ”

"No, he's not ordinary." The man's expression was solemn, and his voice became solemn: "Pei Shu and his father and brother have no imagination. This time when he entered Beijing, he entered the criminal department inexplicably, and he was hanging on his face, doing nothing, wandering around all day long, looking like a brainless person, but I quietly inquired, and he often looked through old files. ”

He frowned, and his expression was a little worried: "Although Wu Xun is suspended, for more than a year, Pei Shu has never made a single mistake, and the cases he has handled are also impossible to catch, and those officials and ruffians can't help him, and what's even worse is that he has His Majesty's support behind him." ”

He looked up at the woman, and his face was worried: "I always have a feeling that he seems to be looking into what happened fourteen years ago. ”

"Don't worry, he won't find out." The woman didn't care, raised her hand and waved a few times, smiling wantonly: "How long ago was that?" What do you have to worry about, it's really mediocre. The thread we buried at that end has not been touched for more than ten years, and it is already half-dead, and it will not be moved easily in the future. It will never affect you. You can relax. ”

Seeing her expression, the man seemed to be slightly relieved, and said with a sigh of relief: "Since I said this from my mother, I am relieved." ”

He took another half step back and bowed slightly: "I'll go first, and I'll catch up with my mother the day after tomorrow." ”

"Okay, I'll sweep the couch to greet you." The woman's eyes were like silk, and she smiled as she watched him lift the curtain and leave.

The curtain fell, and the smile on her face also fell with a "click".

The slight sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and then, there was the sound of the door closing softly, and the courtyard was silent.

The woman let out a soft breath.

"Except for the things on the couch, I really can't count on you." She muttered, pounding her waist, suddenly the ground flushed, her teeth were holding red lips, and her eyes were rippling with spring water, which was indescribably charming.

"Finally you're as good as you are." She grunted twice, walked barefoot to the door, and leaned against the door.

The empty courtyard, with a line of shallow footprints, is gradually covered by heavy snow.

The flush on her face faded away, and her expression became gloomy.

"Bang", somewhere the branches of the tree were crushed by the snow, making a slight sound.

The woman was awakened by the voice, sighed, stepped on her coarse cotton shoes, lifted the curtain and went out of the house, took something from her sleeve, and put it on her face.

In an instant, there was an extra cross-shaped scar on that beautiful face, and the edge of the wound was purple-red, uneven, extremely terrifying.

Perhaps, this woman wants this is exactly this effect.

She touched her face, laughed at herself, picked up the big broom next to the platform, staggered, slowly stepped out of the courtyard, and disappeared into the snow.