As if seeing her doubts, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Miss Shen, this teahouse has been chartered by the Protector General." ”

Shen Miaoyan lowered her head and lifted the hem of her skirt, and walked up the water-soaked steps.

The shopkeeper personally led her upstairs, this teahouse is a round hug two floors, small and exquisite.

Shen Miaoyan walked on the corridor on the second floor, turning her head to look at the opposite side, where there was a stage, and Hua Dan was babbling and singing something on it.

She actually doesn't understand much, but it doesn't matter, she didn't come to listen to the play.

The shopkeeper took her into the private seat, which was elegantly and comfortably furnished, and Shen Feng was holding an azure tea cup and watching a play.

"Mrs. General, Miss Shen has arrived." The shopkeeper said something cautiously and withdrew.

Shen Feng looked at Shen Miaoyan, those ancient well-like eyes revealed tranquility and peace, and she smiled lightly: "Sit." ”

Shen Miaoyan's eyes fell on the big chair, and there were two big chairs beside Shen Feng, which showed that she was not the only one who made an appointment today.

After she sat down, Shen Feng's maid immediately made a cup of tea and was about to offer it to Shen Miaoyan, but was taken by Su Wen, looked at it carefully, and saw that there was nothing unusual in the tea, so she handed it to her own lady.

Shen Feng looked at the performance opposite through the hazy rain curtain, and said with a smile: "When I was a child, when the Guogong Mansion was not separated, my favorite thing was to watch a play. During the New Year's holidays, my aunt will invite the opera troupe to sing in the house, and it is rare to watch it a few times a year, and I really like it. I still remember one year on Chinese New Year's Eve, my cousins and sisters were making a fuss about going out of the house to play, and my uncle didn't allow it, so you took fireworks and played by the lake. My aunt and I sat in the pavilion watching the play, and the dazzling fireworks reflected in the water were filled with happy laughter. Cousin, that year was my happiest Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

"You and Uncle Shu are different." The cool breeze poured in, Shen Miaoyan held the tea cup to warm his hands, lowered his eyes and whispered.

When Shen Feng heard this, he turned his head to look at her, and after staring at her for a long time, he suddenly laughed: "You are different from your uncle and aunt. They are the kindest, most righteous people I have ever met, and you ...... Not like their daughter. ”

"Are you trying to call me cruel?" Shen Miaoyan raised her head and looked at her, "If you come to my situation, you will do the same as me." Perhaps, more cruel than me. ”

Both of them looked away at the same time, quietly watching the performance opposite, neither of them showing any expression.

There are too many grievances between them, and it is rare to be able to sit here calmly.

The autumn rain was pouring in, and the sound of steady footsteps came in, and the cold voice suddenly sounded: "Shen Miaoyan, why are you here?!" ”

Shen Miaoyan didn't look back, listening to the voice, it was her uncle.

She looked at Shen Feng, and the other party got up, "Father." ”

Shen Peng sat down on the big chair next to him with a hideous expression, "Feng'er, did you get her here to take revenge?" ”

Shen Feng sat down in the middle position, noncommittal.

The atmosphere in the elegant seat became more and more weird, Shen Peng glanced around, and saw that there was only one servant girl by Shen Miaoyan's side, and he couldn't help but be bolder, "Shen Miaoyan, I framed your father, and you ruined my whole family, this account, it's better for us to settle it today." ”

"What does Uncle Shu want to calculate?" Shen Miaoyan's face was indifferent, and his gaze turned to Shen Peng, but he saw that his face, which had always been cold and solemn, was haggard at this time, his eyes were blue and black, and even his temples had a lot of gray hair.

She withdrew her gaze, hooked the corners of her lips, and felt inexplicably ...... Refreshing.

Shen Feng got up, his eyes were still unwavering: "I'll go downstairs and order a few side dishes." ”

The opera on the opposite stage had finished singing, Shen Feng closed the door, and only Shen Peng and Shen Miaoyan were left in the room.

Shen Peng's fingers tapped on the table: "Our Shen Mansion is fighting infighting, both sides are defeated, I don't know how many people in this capital have shown jokes." However, the end of this infighting must be your death, or my death. ”

"I'm very precious to my little life, so Uncle Shu should let you die." Shen Miaoyan grabbed a handful of melon seeds casually and snorted them slowly.

Shen Peng's face was dark, and with just one look, the guard behind him pulled out his long sword and was about to put it on Shen Miaoyan's neck, but Su Wen took the first step and pulled out the soft sword wrapped around his waist to block Shen Miaoyan's back.

The situation is deadlocked.

Shen Peng's sound of tapping on the table became more and more urgent, and he glanced out the window, Shen Feng had asked him and Shen Miaoyan to come here, but he didn't attack Shen Miaoyan at all, but only left the two of them here.

Shen Feng, what do you want to do?!

Shen Miaoyan was also thinking about this issue, she didn't think that Shen Feng had the kind heart to create an opportunity for her to make peace with Shen Peng.

Because peace talks are impossible.

At this time, dark clouds were pressing, and on the silent ten-mile long street, a girl in a primrose yellow dress was running desperately.

She was locked up in the wing room by Gu Qinyuan for several days, and finally found a chance to climb out of the window.

As soon as he jumped out of the window, he heard Gu Qinyuan talking secretly with the secret guard, and it seemed that Shen Feng was ready to attack Shen Miaoyan.

The secret guard found out that Shen Feng's plan was to prepare to burn down the teahouse, but Qin Yuan's brother felt that this plan was not ruthless enough, so he asked the secret guard to bury the gunpowder in the building.

Once the teahouse catches fire, it is bound to ignite explosives.

When the time comes, there is no chance that Miao Miao will survive.

The embroidered shoes stepped into the mud, and her skirt and shoes were full of mud, but she didn't care so much at all, and only ran desperately towards the National Teacher's Mansion.

She finally arrived at the National Teacher's Mansion and desperately went to knock on the door, and as soon as the porter heard that it was related to Shen Miaoyan, he hurriedly brought her in: "This is really a coincidence, the master has just returned from the palace, if you have any news of Miss Shen, you must tell the master in person." ”

Jun Tianlan had just changed into his court clothes, Xie Tao stepped into the threshold and said heezingly: "Miaomiao, Miaomiao, she is about to be blown up in the teahouse!" ”

Jun Tianlan was stunned, and saw that she was covered in rain, and her eyes didn't seem to be lying at all, so he coldly ordered: "Prepare the horse and take someone to the Mozhai Teahouse!" ”

With that, he strode away.

He listened to Fu Yi and said that Shen Feng asked the little girl to go to the Mozhai Teahouse to listen to the play.

That little girl is really crazy, knowing that there is danger, she still wants to go to this Hongmen banquet.

Is it because she thinks her life is too long?!

The wind galloped down the long street, and Yerin followed with dozens of guards.

Xie Tao stood in front of the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, holding the stone lions, staring at their backs, panting in horror, hoping that everything would be in time......

At this time, in the Mozhai Teahouse, the guards held an umbrella for Shen Feng, she walked out of the back door expressionlessly, got into the carriage of Xiahou Mansion, and went all the way back to Xiahou Mansion.

This teahouse is the property of Xiahou Mansion, the shopkeeper held a torch, looked up at the elegant seat on the second floor, laughed softly, threw the torch downstairs, and turned to leave.

The moment the flame touched the wooden building, the flames ignited instantly.

It turned out that the outside of the wooden building was sprinkled with fire oil.

Under the long table on the first floor of the teahouse, countless gunpowder was quietly tied to the belly of the table, just waiting for the fire to burn.

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