Chapter Ninety-Two: Escaping the Disaster

Xiang Yang rushed to his yard, pushed open the door, and looked in. (Just go to the Pen Fun Pavilion)

I saw the candles on the table flickering, and there was no one in the room.

He secretly thought to himself: Could it be that Hunt Qi was wrong?

A warm smile flashed in front of his eyes, and he immediately denied his guess just now.

Everyone knows that Hunt Qi is always like a god, and there are very few times when he makes mistakes.

He turned his head and looked carefully at every corner of the courtyard, but there was no one but the shadows of the trees swaying in the wind.

The night breeze squeezed in through the cracks in the window lattice, blowing the corner of the gauze tent high.

He kicked the door back in frustration, feeling a little depressed. A wave of disappointment arose, and a different kind of emotion slowly grew in my heart.

Ziwei didn't come to his yard to take refuge. It was Hunt Qi who planned to break him up, so that Ziwei could escape to his courtyard with confidence and boldness, and see the truth in the midst of adversity, so as to capture Ziwei's heart.

Don't compete for favor like this! Everyone knows that he is a simple man, and he does not have as many thoughts as theirs. Come up with some crepe what Ai Lian said, willing to be the flower messenger of the county lord, boating around the lake to pick lotus, using some fancy methods to please the joy of crape myrtle. He was just doing his duty as a guard, and he didn't want them to make a big deal out of it. It doesn't end well!

He just couldn't understand why he was staying in the county lord's mansion with Hunt Qi's ability and strength, and what benefits did he want to get from Ziwei?

Ghost knows, a black-bellied man,

"Hmph" Xiang Yang hatefully blackened Hunt Qi's belly in his heart, annoyed him, and bullied him!

Turning his eyes to look at the door in the middle of the room, his body stiffened, and he stood still.

His eyes were glued to the door, as if he wanted to break it. If he remembers well, the door is open when he goes out, he rarely has the habit of closing the door, he likes to leave the door open for ventilation and coolness. The subordinates also knew that he had this habit, and rarely closed the door,

Who closed the door? What are you doing in there?

His face sank, and the chagrin he had just felt swept away, and he listened intently to the movements around him, for fear that the noise would alarm the inside.

He looked at the door vigilantly and whispered, "Who's inside?" Come out. ”

There was no sound around, and what answered him was the call of an unknown bird outside.

After a while, there were a few very soft chatters from behind the door.

Xiang Yang swept the depression in his eyes, looked at the door vigilantly, and whispered, "Who?" Come out. ”

There was no movement behind the door.

Xiang Yang waited quietly for a while, shook his wrist, took the sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't come out again, you're welcome." With a flick of his wrist, a silver light slashed through the sword.

Immediately from behind the door, there was an urgent cry, "Don't, don't...... I'm out...... I'm out. ”

Xiang Yang's heart thumped, and he went to his vigilance, staring closely behind the door.

A maid leaned out from behind the door, still holding a rag in her hand, bowing her head and shaking to salute her son.

Xiang Yang's gaze fell on the maid wearing a small emerald checkered. There were still a few straws hanging from his hair

His heart sank, and the depressed emotions just now came back to him, and he asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I ......" The maid lowered her head, rubbed the rag nervously with her hands, and replied weakly: "Yuan Gongzi came just now, it looks so scary, the house is messed up, I'll clean up the house." ”

Xiang Yang's heart tightened, his breath stagnated, and he stepped forward and kicked the door open, only to see that the quilt on the bed was a little messy, and the footsteps in front of the bed also moved the seat, leaving crawling marks under the bed.

Xiang Yang's heart was like a cat scratching, leaving a cat's claw in the bottom of his heart, and he didn't know how many changes his face was at this time, I didn't know whether it was joy, worry, annoyance or shame! Needless to say, he could also guess that the county lord had come, but when he saw that he was not there, he hid in the quilt for a while, and crawled under the bed when he felt uneasy, and was scared away by Yuan Ye's yelling.

In the past, she always ran to Hunt Qi's yard when she was in trouble, and Hunt Qi was her safe haven, but this time it was difficult to think of him Xiangyang, when did he become the county lord's safe haven here? It's really the sun coming out in the west! He had an indescribable emotion.

Looking at the empty and messy room, he subconsciously beat his head, secretly annoyed, why didn't he come back earlier, so that he could relieve her, and for a while he despised his own mentality, the little evil girl was as Hunt Qi said, she owed them. At this time, he felt that Hunt Qi's words were extremely right.

He walked around the house, and he didn't find anything left behind by the county lord, and he didn't feel a little lost, and he didn't know how to fill the lost heart, in short, he didn't know who he was entangled with and entangled?

The maid stood weakly on the side, and secretly glanced at the strange-looking childe: "Childe, the county lord came just now, and when he saw that you were not there, he ran away, and after a while, Yuan Gongzi came, and he ran away with a few shouts." ”

Xiang Yang was anxious when he heard this, and yelled at the maid who was standing on the side and shrunk her neck: "Why didn't you say it earlier, the county is mainly three long and two short, but you ask, say it quickly, the county lord ran in that direction." ”

The maid shrunk her neck and pointed to the crossroads: "The county lord and Yuan Gongzi both ran in that direction." ”

Xiang Yang cursed secretly: "Damn." "I flashed out in a hurry.

The yard roared so loudly that the birds in the trees fluttered their wings and flew in all directions.

Ziwei panicked, one foot deep, one foot shallow, one foot high, and one foot low to run forward.

Standing at the crossroads, I looked back at the sunny yard, and a glimpse flashed in front of my eyes.

Hunting Qi can't go there, they all know that Hunting Qi protects her, and will definitely find Hunting Qi, so the most unsafe place should be Hunting Qi, today she is dissatisfied with Hunting Qi, Hunting Qi actually betrayed her, saying that she owes them a debt, opening her eyes and talking nonsense, when she owes them a debt, if they don't force her, how can she think of various broken schemes, provoking the two of them to fight.

He is also the person she can't understand the most so far, as long as she uses a little trick, the other people will know their hearts and know their weaknesses, but he is the only one, she doesn't dare to be clever in front of him, she is afraid of startling the snake, and being smart is mistaken by cleverness.

"Hmph" black-bellied man, one day I will lift the veil of your warmth to deceive the world and see your true face.

Shui Zhihan Courtyard is definitely not allowed to go, that is equivalent to throwing himself into a net, and he was tied up by him effortlessly when he sent it to the door, and gave it to Yuan Ye to invite merit, he was a vicious man who wished she would die early.

Remembering that he just ran to Xiangyang's courtyard to avoid the disaster, counting on him, under his protection, he would protect her as a personal guard at a critical time, and Xiang Yang didn't know where to run to today's eventful season?

She shook off his quilt in a hurry, got in, and thought that it was wrong, the quilt was obviously arched into a human shape. Isn't that a turtle caught in an urn?

The courtyard roared again and again, and the rocks broke the earth.

The frightened crape myrtle three souls scared off two and a half souls, she hurriedly slid off the bed and got under the bed, thinking about it is not right, isn't that embattled, no matter from which angle you can screw her out.

"Ziwei, where are you? Get out. ”

Ziwei hurriedly rolled out from under the bed, and ran out of the yard with a crawl, stretching out a hand in the oblique thorn, so frightened that Ziwei was ready to shout: "There are ghosts"

A weak voice sounded timidly: "Yuan Gongzi is in front, and the county lord walks through the back door, and you can go directly to the county lord's bedroom." ”

Ziwei soothed her fragile little heart, and ran in the footsteps of the maid without thinking about it. The range of Yuan Ye's chase. The roar gradually faded away, she was tired and panting, "Oops, I can't stand it too tired" She ran to the back of the rockery and hid.

After resting for a while, her qi slowly smoothed down, and she leaned on the rockery, looking at the huge county lord's mansion. I was very emotional.

Hey, his private house has no place for himself, and he is chased into a lost dog, looking for a haven of refuge everywhere to escape the attack of the storm.

Leaning against the rockery was very depressed.

I want to have a home:

There's a small place,

There is a place to stay,

A place to shelter her,

There is a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

But there is no place for her in the huge county lord's mansion.

Ziwei's bored little face turned bitter into a bitter cauliflower, and suddenly the figure of the little maid who led the way just now flashed, and her dead heart came alive again.

Who says the most dangerous place is the safest place?

Ziwei let go of the sorrow between her eyebrows, and her heart began to jump.

She flashed out from behind the rockery, flipped her clothes behind her and danced, and quickly ran into Xiaomei's side room.

When I ran here and saw Xiaomei, my heartbeat returned to a little normal.

Xiaomei, who was in a hurry, saw the county lord running in against the wind, and was shocked: "Oh my God, county lord, how dare you come here?" ”

Ziwei saw Xiaomei's face turned pale with fright, and pretended to shrug her shoulders relaxedly: "Why don't you dare, this is my county lord's mansion, who dares to help me?" ”

Xiaomei was so anxious that she closed the door, poked out a little head, looked around, and saw that it was dark outside, and there was no one moving around, so she closed the door.

Outside the door, the autumn breeze was bleak, and the fallen leaves were rolling all over the ground by the autumn wind.

Kiss! Crape myrtle greetings to you!

In the New Year, I wish you all a smooth work and a lot of money!

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