Chapter Seventy-Three: Halfway to Robbery

Holding her arms, Ye Ziyi slowly squatted on the ground, holding her knees, she buried her face between her knees, and tried to curl up in a ball, shivering in the night wind.

No, she doesn't want to be one of the women around him, she doesn't want to be his favorite concubine, she doesn't want to watch him get close to other women every day, even if in his heart and eyes, what he loves is his Ah Ye, she can't bear it! Just like now, she will wonder if he is surrounded by noble girls, whether he is sitting on a beautiful concubine, whether he has forgotten the oath he just made.

She couldn't bear this kind of torture, but she couldn't do anything, because she was just his concubine, even if he treated her as his wife, she was just a concubine, she had no qualifications, and she had no position to be jealous, because she was not his Jiang Cheng's wife, not the wife he was marrying!

The night wind was cold, blowing a bone-chilling coldness on the body, and the coldness invaded Ye Ziyi's body directly, as if it could reach the bottom of his heart.

"No, I can't be his concubine, no, no!" Ye Ziyi nestled in her lap, shook her head fiercely, shook and shaken, she raised her head suddenly, looked at the bright moon in the sky with red eyes, and said to herself firmly. "I'm going to be his wife, I'm going to be his wife!"

Standing up with a white face, Ye Ziyi shook, staggered back into the house, slammed the door shut, and sat weakly on the ground against the door.

Staring at the reflection of the lights on the shiny wooden floor in a daze, Ye Ziyi smiled bitterly and slowly raised her head, the back of her head against the door, she closed her eyes, only to feel that her heart was extremely stuffy, and she was about to suffocate.

No, she can't be his wife, if it's really as she thought, someone wants to frame Gongzicheng, and there are few days left for them to get together and rely on each other, let alone be his son's wife, that's really a big joke!

Childe, childe, childe, how can I get you? How can I make you remember me? Ten years, twenty years, what can I do to make you remember me for the rest of my life?

Tears slid down her cheeks, Ye Ziyi bit her lower lip tightly, and forcibly held back not to let herself cry, she missed him so much, she missed him so much, it was just a few hours, but this longing was getting deeper and deeper, until her heart hurt, and she was about to crack, he, do you know?

He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand her persistence, and he doesn't understand how much she wants to be with him, there is no concubine next to him, there is no wife room for him to marry, only the home of the two of them, a warm and happy home......

Gongzicheng, he doesn't understand, he won't understand, the so-called love can't tolerate the existence of a third person, these concepts ingrained in her mind, he won't understand, she has to let him understand, she has to let him understand, where the heart is, go deep, this is the true feeling, this is the feeling she wants.

"Hoo ......"

After a long while, Ye Ziyi let out a long breath, she slowly opened her eyes, looking at the high, light and shadow roof, and her eyes blurred again.

Raising her sleeves and wiping away her tears, Ye Ziyi sneered, took a deep breath and stood up, sat back in front of the long table, and continued to look through the books on the table.

She has no time to feel sorry for herself, she has too many things to do, too much to prepare, Fengcheng Tianshi is unearthed, Gongzicheng must enter Beijing to talk about the beginning and the end, this time, I'm afraid it can't be good, she has to take a good look, take a good look at these bamboo slips and silk books, see what changes are outside, no matter what kind of risk she has to take, she has to try her best to help him, protect him.

The night was dark, the oil in the oil lamp was slowly exhausted, the firelight became faint, the wind outside gradually stopped, and Ye Ziyi in the house slowly couldn't support it, and fell asleep on a few desks.

Under the dim light, a black shadow flashed on the roof beam, and a slender figure fell silently in the house, he took a cloak from the screen in the inner room, walked slowly to Ye Ziyi's side, and draped her on her body.

Looking at the two piles of bamboo slips she had sorted out, the visitor sighed softly, squatted in front of her and looked at her white little face buried in her black hair, and reached out to caress her white cheeks.

"Are you really happy with Gongzicheng? Is it worth worrying about him so much? Auntie, how long are you going to indulge?" Yong gently stroked Ye Ziyi's silky hair, carefully pinned them behind her small ears, looked at her slightly pale little face, and sighed again.

took the blank silk silk on the side, Yong lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, thought for a while, and slowly wrote on the silk silk, until the soybean-sized seal was written all over the white silk, Yong put back the brush, shook off the silk and put it in Ye Ziyi's hand.

After looking at her again for a long time, Yong leaned forward, jumped on the beam of the roof with a light click on the wooden pillar in the house, and disappeared into the darkness of the roof in a blink of an eye.

The room was quiet again, as if nothing had happened, only the ink-scented silk book on the desk gently trembled with Ye Ziyi's shallow breathing.

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The blue sky is clear and cloudless, and the pale golden sunlight spreads out on the winter earth, reflecting the warmth of the yellow grass and barren fields.

It was nearly fifteen, and there were very few pedestrians on the avenue, and a group of more than a dozen people of carriages and horses were slowly marching along the avenue, which was very eye-catching at first glance.

The car came to the edge of a wild forest, and suddenly, the body of the green canopy leaned over, and with a crackling sound, a hole a foot wide appeared in the ground, which occupied half of the road, and the wheels of the carriage were sinking into the hole, stuck in the small arm-deep pit, and could not move for a while.

A few guards on horseback had just jumped off their horses to take a look, when a shrill whistle sounded, and then twenty or thirty ragged homeless people came out of the woodland.

Some of these people were armed with wooden sticks, some with broken swords and sickles, and they ran forward in a hurry, and when they saw the bright swords in the hands of the four guards standing in front of the car, they all stopped and looked timidly at the tall and thin man in the middle.

"If you are waiting to commit a crime against a nobleman, you deserve to be a capital crime! Don't you retreat quickly!" Flicked a step forward, put the big sword in his hand across his chest, and stared at these homeless people with a calm face, so frightened that they took several steps back.

"Nobleman, we are waiting for nobleman. Today, I am fortunate to ask the nobles in the car to help me and wait, you can bring all the food and belongings, and we will not harm him if we have something to keep out the cold and eat my stomach!" The man at the head was not afraid, and pointed the half-broken sword in his hand forward, pointing straight at the crooked green canopy carriage.

"What's going on? Oh, it hurts, you say you will rob the road, what kind of pit you dig!

The two compartments were facing each other, and a young man in the carriage suddenly covered his head and walked out with a curtain, and looked at the man who was pointing at this side with a sword, he twisted his waist and frowned and said. "Hero, we are just passing by, but it is only a half-day journey, where can we bring so many trays of grain?

"Don't talk nonsense! Look at your carriage and horse, you must be a rich and noble man, since you are a nobleman, where is there anyone who does not go out with money? Hand it over quickly, and spare you from dying!" Where is the man willing to listen? His eyes widened, and his bloodshot eyes startled the young man.

"Big brother, you settle them, I'm dizzy, rest for a while. The young man was Ye Ziyi, she saw that this man couldn't make sense, and she didn't bother to bother to speak, so she flicked her sleeves and dropped a sentence coldly. "It's not easy to rob, don't see blood, I'm really disgusted by that smell. ”

Flicking his right eyebrows slightly, he glanced at Ye Ziyi, looked at the man coldly, and the killing aura of his body was released, which frightened the timid legs of those people trembling, and he fell directly to the ground.

found a big stone by the avenue and sat down, Ye Ziyi leaned on his cheeks, looked at the five Tsing Yi guards led by the right side very boredly, and then looked at the more than 20 people scattered over there, yawned slightly, and did not have any worry at all.

Ye Ziyi is not worried about the right side at all, these guards have all followed Gongzi Cheng to the battlefield, and the kung fu of the right side is even more unique, and it can be said that it is a piece of cake to deal with a few homeless people.

was shocked by the aura of the right flick, and the homeless people on the opposite side immediately became confused, only the man and the three young men with wooden sticks around him were still calm, and did not take half a step back.

"Don't go back yet!" Fu You shouted, straight as a bell, shaking people's eardrums.

"It's a matter of life and death, offended!" The man looked straight at Fu You, raised the half of the tattered copper sword in his hand, and rushed towards Fu Right without any fear.

With his right eyes like ice, he stood motionless in place, just waiting for the man to rush forward and slash the broken bronze sword head-on, then he raised his hand with a sword, and lightning slapped on the man's shoulder, and the man's arm shook, and the broken sword in his hand flew out.

When the three young men saw that the man had lost, they glanced at each other, ran over with a shout, and swept the wooden stick towards the right of the flicker, who was not polite, and cut off their wooden stick with his sword, and slapped the three of them to the ground with just one move.

The four of them lost, and the rest of the people ran and begged for mercy, and it was a mess.

Ye Ziyi watched from the side, and seeing that no one provoked again, she stood up slowly, walked to the four people, squatted down, and said to the man. "It's a capital offense for you to run against me, do you know?"

"The noble man killed me alone, I am the one who wants to rob the road, and I am the one who wants to kill people and get money, and I have nothing to do with others!" The man lay on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, glared at Ye Ziyi, and turned his head.

"Okay, since you want me to kill, then I'll kill you, don't blame me. Ye Ziyi looked innocent and shook his head. "It's the first time I've heard this kind of request, it's a little difficult, I haven't killed anyone, if a sword can't take your life, you can bear with it. ”

The four of them looked at each other by Ye Ziyi's words, the man had never seen a master like Ye Ziyi, watching her stand up slowly and take the bronze sword in her right hand, she couldn't help but straighten her back and close her eyes.

"Ouch, it's heavy. Ye Ziyi dragged the big sword that was more than one meter long and laboriously moved to the four of them, panting. "I have to ask you, why are you robbing here?"