At this side, Huo Ning stood in front of Liang Yun, and when he saw that Qin Yunzhu was also there, he first hooked his lips and greeted: "You are inseparable from your mother-in-law now."

Qin Yunzhu rolled his eyes: "I want you to take care of it, my mother-in-law and I are rare, I don't stick to him, do I still stick to you?"

Huo Ning crossed her arms and smiled playfully: "Even if I come to post it, I can't ask for it."

He still has to do enough drama in the face of Qin Yunzhu, and Chang'an knows that he likes her, if he doesn't tease the little girl, he can't say it.

But his eyes kept locking on Liang Yun.

The woman was quiet and noble beside her, listening to his conversation with Qin Yunzhu, her expression was flat.

After Huo Ning finished talking to Qin Yunzhu, he said to her, "You wait for me, I'll do some personal things first, and the tea matter will wait until the evening."

Liang Yun was silent, and Qin Yunzhu heard him say private matters, and said unpleasantly, "What private affairs does General Huo have? Is it alone with the girl behind you? Hey, Huo Ning, it's right that I don't promise you, just like you, if I am married home, I will be angry."

Huo Ning looked back at what she said.

Unexpectedly, he said, "A younger sister, Miss Qin also has to take care of this?"

"Sister, there are so many sisters in you!"

Qin Yun's bamboo mouth was like a river, and he was uninterrupted, Liang Yun looked at Qin Xiuwen behind him, and said lightly, "We should go."

Huo Ning was stunned, but she didn't pester her, and told again, "Don't forget."

Liang Wan ignored him.

As soon as Qin Xiuwen came, Qin Yunzhu said with a smile, "Brother! Just now, my grandmother and I also said that today to celebrate the end of your big exam, we will have a good meal in the evening."

Qin Xiuwen was stunned: "But I'm not over, there are still two days after tomorrow."

"Advance, brother, look at the money I made today!"

The little girl turned to stick to Qin Xiuwen again, Liang Wan said goodbye to him respectfully and politely, Huo Ningzheng wondered what was going on, and the four and the pheasants over there sighed heavily.

The two slaves shook their heads at him.

Huo Ning felt inexplicable.

He returned to the carriage, and Quan Weizhen leaned out again and asked, "Brother Ning, are you done?"

"Well, I'll send you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and I have to go to the palace again."

"Okay." Quan Weizhen always kept smiling, sat in the car and continued to talk to Huo Ning.

The girl didn't seem to see that he had just found another woman.

In the afternoon, Liang Wan slept in his house for a while. The autumn breeze cleaned the outside of the house, and went down to work.

When she woke up, Huo Ning had already asked for a token from the palace to come back, and the young man sent Pozhu to come over in advance and inform her that she would be there in a while.

Liang Yun became a female celebrity in the house.

She came in and wanted to dress Qin Xiuwen, the young man was about to be sixteen, and his birthday was approaching.

Qin Yunzhu's gift she had prepared, but Qin Xiuwen's made her think about it for a long time.

In previous years, Qin Fengran was ready to hand it over to her early and send it out in her name. And now that Qin Fengran has died, she, as his mother-in-law, has to think about it herself.

She sat upright in the boudoir, ignoring the broken bamboo outside, embroidering quietly and introvertedly.

When Huo Ning arrived, no one knew that Liang Wan was engrossed, and suddenly heard movement by the window, and looked, the young man had already entered through the window.

Approaching with a smile: "Sister-in-law, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Liang Wan still ignored him.

The embroidery thread in his hand was flying, Huo Ning looked closely, and sighed: "Embroidered for me? Sister-in-law, don't be so polite."

"The beauty you want."

Liang Wan opened his mouth low and put down the embroidery, "Let's go."

"Hey," Huo Ning couldn't help but frown when she heard the meaning of her words, and stopped her.

The young man's jealousy was great, and he looked at the embroidery: "If it's not for me, who can there be?" This is a man's form, isn't it, your master?"

"Huo Ning, you let go."

She still didn't answer, just stared at him and tugged at her hand.

The boy was obedient, and even if he let it go.

She hung her head and walked out.

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Nian caught up with her, and his heart was blocked, "Isn't it your master? Who's that? Liang Yun, why didn't I see you embroider one for me?"

Hearing this, Liang Wan suddenly stopped.

Look at him sideways.

Huo Ning was stared at by her for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "What should I embroider for you?" You're covered in extraordinary things, where else do you need me to embellish?"

"There's a lot of this place... Sister-in-law, here, here, here, all need it."

Huo Ning suddenly pointed to himself, his bracers, his belt, and his pendant purse could all be embroidered, why didn't they have it?

The young man seemed to compare and said, "What others have, I will have too."

Liang Wan smiled and ignored him.

She was pantothenic in her heart, his Miss Quan was back, and she could be found.

Look at the stitch embroidery on Quan Weizhen's men's clothes, no worse than her.

The two left the house and walked all the way to the ghost market.

The ghost market of Chang'an City is built in all dark and hidden places, and it usually can't go during the day, and it will only appear at night.

Huo Ning didn't bring many people, except for her, she was followed by broken bamboo.

The three of them dressed up and got their bodies dirty before entering the ghost market.

When he walked to the entrance, Huo Ning took out the token and showed it to the people who were supervising, only to see several people in black official robes standing with knives, and after checking the tokens on his body, let the three of them wait by the side.

To enter the ghost market, you need to remove all sharp weapons from your body, and everyone must be searched.

Huo Ning saw a person approaching Liang Yun, and suddenly changed his face, he pushed the person away, and said, "I'll search her body for you."

The men didn't refute, they watched with fixed eyes.

Liang Wan was surprised in her heart, but at the special moment, she couldn't say no.

As soon as he leaned to the side, the young man's hand came over and searched extremely carefully, not letting go of any place.

Liang Wan lowered his eyes, and his dirty face was flushed.

The young man's hand swept over her unscrupulously and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Release."

Several officials said.

Liang Wan was pulled by him to protect him the next moment, and the bamboo broke in front of him, and he walked into the ghost market with her slowly.

This place is bizarre, like Chang'an in the upside down, Liang Yun has never been in, and he is very much looking forward to everything inside.

The gate of the ghost market opened, and the three of them went down the stairs, and what was imprinted in front of them was a slender passage covered with moss, winding and winding, straight to the point.

Liang Yun's eyes were covered with a layer of black silk satin, and the forged cloth was as thin as gauze, and he could still see the road ahead when he was blindfolded.

Huo Ning said: "This is the rule of the ghost market, the strong light here shines, and it will hurt the eyes if it is not blinded."

Ghost City. It grows underground, and there is no light at all, and the strong light that Huo Ning said is also a kind of light that imitates the sun.

She was nervous in her heart, and her fingers subconsciously took him.

The young man felt it, clenched his fingers, and promised her, "Follow me all the way to keep you safe."

She raised her face and looked at him in the black veil, hazy and so clear, Liang Wan was illuminated by the light of the ghost market, and suddenly felt that her heart was hot and beating.

With him, it's a natural sense of security.

She thought about it, and put it on his arms: "Then it will trouble General Huo."

At this moment, she can only rely on clinging to him.

The hand hooked the young man's thin waist, through the burning of the clothes. The hot texture, as if for a moment, brought her into the clouds.