The old man glanced in the direction of Koike.

Fu'an immediately bowed down: "Master, the mark left by Yan Immortal is near here, do you want to take a walk and take a look?" Or ......"

"Still believe that the stars have appeared." The old man answered.

At this moment, his voice was low and powerful, and his eyes were also bright.

"Go back to the palace, it's time to use Dan." The old man glanced at the sky and turned to leave.

Next to the small pool behind them, Changning stiffened.

She never imagined that she would be able to see her father here, at this time.

What did my father do when he came to the Marquis of Changping?

In her previous life, she didn't have this incident, or she had just resumed her status as a princess, so she didn't know about it.

Changning tried his best to calm the shock in his heart.

Today, the Marquis of Changping and her entourage, she originally only wanted to know the details of holding the wrong baby back then, and solve the mystery of the death of Queen Liu, but she never thought that the mystery would add a mystery to the mystery and learn so many secrets.

Song Yijin and Qin Zhaoning's thoughts.

It's not that I'm being wrong, but the secret of being dropped.

Changning was preoccupied, and the birthday banquet of the Marquis of Changping was also coming to an end.

Of course, Song Yijin was unwilling to let go of this God-given opportunity, but she was under Qin Zhaoning's surveillance, but she didn't have this opportunity.

The reckless little guy she was looking for was stopped by Lu Zheng before she got close to Cao Yu, and she couldn't bump into Cao Yu at all, let alone "bump" Cao Yu's clothes out.

That dress was not made public, and what was the use of how much fat powder she had smoked on it.

"Qin Zhaoning, don't fall into my hands!" Song Yijin grinded his teeth angrily and boarded the carriage back home.

After watching this good show, Changning also rushed back.

Near the inn, though, she slowed her pace.

Qin Wujiang said that Fang Qian had left the Qin family, so he would most likely come to her.

However, the courtyard was strictly guarded, unlike people like Chang Ning who had observed the law of the change of guard of the iron armor guard, and they couldn't blend in at all, so Fang Qian was probably wandering around the courtyard now.

She is like a ghost in the night, erratic.

The gaze is fixed on the corner of a store stacked with miscellaneous items.

There was a man huddled there, his body similar to Fang Qian's.

Changning walked over.

The man was motionless.

Like a vigilant cat, she approached slowly.

The man lowered his head, scratched the back of his other hand with his hand, and gradually scratched it into his sleeve.

Changning immediately found out that there was something wrong with him, and the lightning jumped up, and the man raised his knife and slashed, and then paused in mid-air.

Even though Changning was masked, he could recognize her eyes.

"Fang Qian?" Changning asked in a low voice, the man's dirty face was not easy to recognize in the dark night, but the only one who could keep her under the knife was Fang Qian.

"How did you do this?" The two hid at the mouth of the alley, and Changning couldn't cry or laugh.

"I learned it from the Turks." Fang Qian scratched his head.

When he left the Qin family, he was in danger of being discovered and hunted down by Zheng and Song at any time, but he was in a hurry to communicate with Changning, so it was the safest means to stay around the passenger station by pretending to be a down-and-out beggar.

"Qin Wujiang told me, thank you for your hard work." Changning said.

"Hard? No, it was Fang Qian who had no ability and dragged Miss Mo down. Fang Qian said.

Changning then remembered that Fang Qian had misunderstood her as Mo Chengyin last time, and she hadn't had time to explain it yet.

"I've already figured out a way, the day after tomorrow in the Yuan Festival, I will stop on the way to His Majesty's sacrifice to the sky, and sue the emperor!" Fang Qian said.

"It's not proper, the time of the sacrifice to the heavens cannot be delayed, even if you file a complaint, you can't hear it on the spot, and you can't accept your pleadings until you return from the sacrifice." Changning dissuaded, "This back and forth time is enough for Zheng Anhou to take away the evidence from you." ”

Fang Qian frowned: "Then I'll tell Your Majesty on the return trip." ”

Changning nodded: "Also, don't inform Qin Wujiang when you act." ”

"I understand," Fang Qian nodded.

Qin Wujiang had already helped him a lot, and he could understand the Qin family's concerns.

"You think too much, the Qin family will definitely help when the time comes, the old lady is fair and selfless, it is appropriate for you to bring the case forward, and he will administer justice for you, there is no need to let the Qin family become a complainant." Changning said.

That's what she envisioned from the beginning.

But Qin Wujiang was willful, and actually deceived Fang Qian to the Qin Mansion, and the mansion misunderstood her meaning, and it evolved into a situation where he came to the door to avenge his grievances and asked the Qin family to come forward.

Now is the perfect time to get everything back on track.

"Okay." Fang Qian agreed, he wrapped his tattered coat and was about to leave, "You take care." ”

"Wait," Changning called out to him, "The beggars in Chang'an City also have a gang, and Zheng Anhou may have placed someone in it, so you have to be careful." ”

Fang Qian grinned with white teeth: "I have already worshiped the mountain." ”

This time, Changning was dumbfounded.

She forgot that although Fang Qian had never been to Chang'an, he was the leader of the city patrol in Qing'an, and he had also fooled around with the boys on the street back then, he knew all these rules, otherwise he would not have found such a good way to hide.

"That's good, Miss Shen, don't worry, the Qin family won't let her have anything to do." Changning said.

Fang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, even Qin Wujiang himself promised like him, but it couldn't match Changning's words.

He turned his head to leave, and Changning also heard the sound of Song Yijin's carriage returning.

She jumped into the room.

Song Yijin was unhappy and threw himself into the house and cried bitterly.

"Tomorrow's festival is not going, go and return the carriage!"

Song Yisheng heard the movement and went out, and Biyu immediately reported the ins and outs of the matter, of course, skipped Song Yijin's private appointment with Cao Yu.

"The wind is wrong, she ......" Song Yisheng read the name, as if he was brushed by the gorgeous skirt corners on his cheeks.

"She likes Qin Wujiang, it must be the outside that spreads the news about you and Qin Wujiang, and she can't be angry to design you." Song Yisheng knocked on his sisters.

Song Yijin glared at her with red eyes: "Listen to you say that, isn't it mine?" ”

Song Yisheng was suffocated.

What's going on with him, but he mistook the wind flower in and out of his words.

"Of course not, my Song family wrote down this matter." Song Yisheng said with a straight face.

Song Yijin sucked his neck, and he didn't intend to forgive his brother for what he had done before.

As long as Liu Huazhang still lives under the same roof with her, she will not forgive Song Yisheng.

"Nothing has gone smoothly since she came," Song Yijin sobbed, unable to argue with Song Yisheng anymore.

Because Liu Huazhang really knows too many things about Chang'an.

If it weren't for the fact that she was almost killed by Liu Huazhang, even she would have to suspect that Liu Huazhang was indeed a person who had lived in Chang'an for many years.

Although she has a wooden kite Chunxiao who has lived in Chang'an by her side, no one will believe that someone can remember the streets and alleys of Chang'an so clearly based on other people's descriptions.

If she could, she'd be a youkai.

Song Yijin was suddenly stunned, demon.

Song Yisheng insisted that he saw Liu Huazhang beheaded with his own eyes, but Liu Huazhang came back from the dead, and he still had another face.

Isn't she a demon?

No wonder she was able to turn Song Yisheng's confusion around.

Youkai, youkai.

Song Yijin shuddered, and suddenly became afraid.

Wise and almost demonic.

She's a demon! No one can be that smart!

"Xiangyu, Xiangyu! Prepare the carriage, we will go to the Great Dao Palace tomorrow for the puja! ”