When the spring breeze of Dyefang Street is gradually rising, the deep alleys of Tianshui Bridge have entered autumn in advance.

The lights in the courtyard of the deep house have long been turned off, only a light is still on in the back house, and the words of the two women come out of the window:

"You, you! Usually I think you are quite powerful, and the head of the house is decent, why are you so angry today? Everyone came to the gate, and they almost started to cut it, and you really let the surprise out......"

"Shocked by the ...... of medicine"

"What's wrong with the drug? Isn't that just the right time to cook raw rice and wake up tomorrow without giving up on you? ”

"Alas, it's all gone......"

"That spicy girl, it is estimated that she is in love with Jingtang, and after some sweet words, Jingtang may not be able to spoil others......"

"Got it, I'm back in the room......"

……

Squeak –

The door opens and closes again.

Pei Xiangjun held the door with both hands and muttered for a long time before turning around and walking out of the eaves and looking at the silver moon in the sky that was obscured by residual clouds:

"Alas......"

I have lived in this house for many years, and since the death of my eldest brother, I have only been left with a heavy burden on my shoulders, which is overwhelming.

Concentrate on practicing martial arts, looking forward to God opening his eyes and giving him a chance, so as to prop up the crumbling Pei family and Honghualou again, but as a daughter's family, no matter how high the martial arts are, no matter how hard the wrist is, I was full of confidence at first, but in the end, I just watched this deep mansion compound wither day by day.

On that day in early April, a group of dart masters from afar entered the Tianshui Bridge, and the black-robed boy led by him also came into view on that day.

From that day on, the burden on my shoulders seemed to be gone, and the sun was shining again on the twilight courtyard, and every flower was full of vitality and exuded a different splendor from the past.

Honghualou and the Pei family need to be shocked, Pei Xiangjun has always thought so in his heart, and the good for Jingtang seems to be out of the situation and interests.

But today I was beaten by the sect leader's wife, and I left again, guessing what the two of them are doing now, why is my heart so sour......

If I hadn't let the hall leave just now, it would have been much better now, and it should have been the sect leader's wife who was sad alone......

I didn't enter the door in shock, I just didn't want to offend her, I saw it, how could I escape......

Pei Xiangjun looked at the moonlight in the sky, I don't know how long he stood alone, he wanted to get up and go to Dyefang Street to have a look, but in the end he returned to his courtyard, sat alone in front of the show bed, looked at the empty room, and sighed faintly......

……

——

On the other side, Dongzheng Street.

The lights were lit up in the disaster-stricken cloth village, and a few shopkeepers were cleaning up the rubble in the street.

At the corner of the street, a luxury chariot with a horse and a horse is parked.

The big fluffy bird was paralyzed in the carriage with its wings spread and claws facing the sky, looking like it was about to die, and the maid brought the freshly cut strips of meat to her mouth, not wanting to move.

More than a dozen black officials stood in front of the carriage with ashamed expressions and stood quietly.

Dongfang Ben, who has no quarrel with the world, stood outside the carriage in a silver python robe, holding a black iron long mace in his hand, his face was quite majestic, and he was making a summary of today's work:

"The Night Terrors have found the murderer, lent you the bird, and found the murderer's hiding place. The result is good, the king personally led the team, you more than 20 people caught three, from beginning to end did not even find the shadow of the person, in the end or the night terror hall after recuperating the injury, go home halfway home to intercept the person, you say, how will the king go to see the night terror hall tomorrow? You bumped into each other in the yamen, so embarrassed to talk to others? ”

She Long knew that King Jing, who had done nothing in his own expedition, would be furious and ashamed:

"The methods of the night boy are indeed domineering. We are also suffering because we can't understand the signal of the Snow Eagle......"

"Without an eagle to lead the way, you won't chase people? You say Xu Bailin is amazing, what is this? ”

Dongfang Liren lifted the captured green steel mace:

"Qinggang Gong, Xu Bailin has carried weapons for decades, how many official messengers have broken the blade of the fast catch, and now he is in the hands of this king, could it be that Xu Bailin and the Night Terror Hall met each other to speculate and gave it to the Night Terror Hall?"

“……”

Many black officials were speechless and silent.

Dongfang Liren swore and promised Night Terror Hall that the murderer's affairs would be handed over to her, but as a result, he raised so many masters with an amazing annual salary, and he went out to take her around the city twice, and finally Night Terror Hall dealt with it, and his heart was really angry.

In the eyes of dignified adults, isn't she a stupid prince and embroidered pillow?

After complaining outside the carriage for a while, Dongfang Li slowly suppressed his emotions, let the chief arrest continue to search, and looked at She Long:

"You said Night Terror Hall was injured?"

She Long replied respectfully: "The sleeve robe is torn, and the arms are bruised, it should be that the arms were strained when using the knife, huh...... He was taken home by the wife of the night boy to heal his wounds. ”

Dongfang looked at the sky, it was already past the hour, and it didn't seem right to come to the door to disturb again.

But when he encountered Xu Bailin head-on, the battle marks on the street were so exaggerated, if he took two blows, it would definitely be a lot of minor injuries.

And the birds are still here......

Dongfang Liren hesitated for a moment, but still let the carriage come to the intersection of Dyefang Street, and then picked up the tired bird and got out of the carriage.

Dyeing Street is under construction, the carriage is not in at all, the night is dark, and Dongfang is afraid of disturbing the night terror hall that has been resting, so he only takes the escort Meng Jiao with him.

Dongfang walked carefully through the potholed streets, and comforted the sleepy bird on his shoulder:

"It was a good day. Say, what style of big birdcage do you want, this king will let the craftsman order it tomorrow. ”

"Goh?"

The bird turned his head and looked at the side of the street, ignoring the unconscionable fat-headed snake.

Dongfang Liren raised his hand and rubbed the bird, and just turned into the alley of Shuanggui Lane, the white-haired old woman behind her raised her hand to block the way:

"Uh...... Your Highness, let's go back, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for the night boy. ”

Dongfang was stunned, and when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a woman's cry faintly from the depths of the alley of the black hole:

"Woo~~Woo......"

Bird Bird also raised his head at this time, tilted his head blankly, and then ran back in a hurry to see if Sister Little Watermelon had been beaten.

Dongfang Liren held the bird down, and his heart was full of doubts:

There is a night terror hall living in this place, how can there be a woman crying......

Could it be that the night terror hall is beating a woman? Impossible......

Or is the night terror hall dead......

Dongfang Liren thought of this, and his face changed slightly.

The white-haired old woman saw that King Jing wanted to be crooked, and explained euphemistically:

"Your Highness, the sunrise and the day of income and rest, this point is the time for husband and wife to enhance their relationship......"

As he spoke, a relatively clear sound came from the depths of the silent alleyway

"Hmm~! ……”

The voice is like crying, it sounds like being punished, but there is grievance and fear, but there is no resentment, and it is very shy......

！！

Dongfang slammed his footsteps, his noble and majestic cheeks turned into red apples in an instant, pressed the curious bird, and turned around:

"This color embryo ......"

The white-haired old woman helplessly persuaded: "Your Highness is angry, this point, and at home, it is really human nature, scolding the night boy, it is not appropriate." ”

Dongfang Liren blinked, thinking that it was right, she secretly ran to the vicinity of the night terror hall in the middle of the night to listen to the root of the wall, it was her offense.

Dongfang Liren rubbed the bird and wanted to run quickly, but suddenly remembered Mrs. Wang's words - ordinary women can't resist, and this girl can't see it......

She's not going to get killed, is she?!

Dongfang was afraid that something would happen to the night terrors that he didn't know the severity of, so he stood there and listened carefully.

？？

The white-haired old woman secretly knew that King Jing had not left the cabinet, and she was curious about this kind of thing, so she stood in place with helpless eyes.

There is only one house in the whole block, and in the second half of the night, even the slightest movement can be heard far away in the night.

Dongfang Liren covered the skull of the bird, and pricked up his ears, using the method of "Tianhe Knife" to perceive the wind and grass in the alley.

Not to mention, I can really faintly hear the intermittent words:

"Just sit up and move your waist......"

"I ...... I won't ......"

"It's simple, hold my chest ......"

……

Dongfang Liren's voice was very gentle when he saw the night terror, and he was secretly relieved.

At the same time, I also recalled a painting on "Tears of a Chivalrous Woman", which was probably a woman riding a horse......

This girl is so stupid, she teaches for a long time......

Hearing the movement inside, people were red-faced, and Dongfang didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he suppressed his chaotic mind and walked out of Dyefang Street lightly......

——

呲~~

The fire was lit, the red candles were lit, and the dim lights once again illuminated the corners of the room, and the room was a little more beautiful than the fangcai.

The cyan skirt and the tattered black robe all fell to the ground, and the intimate little padded jacket given by the clumsy one was placed at the end of the bed, and there was a small coat embroidered with the full moon of the empty mountain on it.

The moon-white thin quilt was spread out and covered with the bed, because it was a single bed, it was not wide, so the two of them could only cling to each other.

Night Terror Hall leaned on the pillow, the bruises on his arms had faded a lot, and the sword eyebrows and starry eyes were quite bright in the candlelight, reflecting the woman's snowy back and hair as white as mutton fat.

Luo Ning's cold and dusty cheeks, with a little flush, held the thin quilt with one hand, lit the candlestick, leaned back to the inside of the bed, pillowed the shoulder of the night terror, folded the white handkerchief dyed with plum blossom prints, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at the tiles on the roof silently.

Night Terror put his hand on his waist and turned Luo Ning over to face him:

"What do you think?"

Luo Ning's lips moved, wanting to make a sad and angry expression of 'humiliated heroine', but she was a little powerless, so she looked away and said:

"Today's matter, you will forget about it at dawn, otherwise Xue Baijin will know that I am outside......"

？

Night Terror Hall laughed: "How can you say that I am like stealing someone's daughter-in-law?" ”

"It was ......"

Luo Ning wanted to get up and draw a line with this little thief, but hesitated, didn't move, and instead used his thin hand to touch and search the Night Terror, touched something, and retracted it as if he was electrocuted.

Night Terror's eyes showed a little different color, and his hand slid down his waist to the big moon:

"I can touch it if I want, I don't mind."

Luo Ning's eyes were complicated, and he said in a low voice:

"Don't talk about flowers. This...... Why is this medicine not solved? ”

Hearing this, Night Terror turned sideways:

"Lady Locke feels this way too?"

“……”

Luo Ning was fine just now, but she didn't rest for half an hour, and she found that her cheeks began to get hot, she frowned and said:

"It doesn't make sense, I...... I just ......."

They all cried.

Night Terror pondered for a moment and explained:

"Hmm...... This is supposed to be something that fuels the fun, so what...... The two of us still have energy, so naturally we will be energetic......"

Luo Ning frowned and glanced at the Night Terror:

"You mean, tossing until it's boring?"

Night Terror knew that Lady Locke had worked hard, and thought about it:

"I can bear it, it's okay to rest now, I just don't know if Luo Nuxia will not be able to go up or down."

Luo Ning's eyes flickered: "Little thief, I could have suppressed the strength of the medicine, huh...... Since I've already helped you, I have to help you to the end, if you're uncomfortable......"

Night Terror understood what it meant, and bowed his head slightly: "It's okay if Luo Nuxia doesn't say it, but I'm a little uncomfortable when I say it." ”

Luo Ning bit her lower lip lightly, and when she saw the night terror coming over, she tried her best to make the appearance of being forced to be humiliated, and slowly let go of the hand that was holding the thin quilt......

(End of chapter)