Ruan Mingjiao turned over, suddenly felt that her body was full of danger, her eyes opened, she looked out the window and saw a sound and shadow but it didn't look like Yuan Ying, thinking that she had seen it wrong, she couldn't help but get up. But she heard the man's threatening words, she stopped in place for a moment, her eyes were staring closely at the window, her hanging hands clenched into fists inexplicably, and a layer of sweat broke out in her palms.

Her eyelashes flickered slightly, and she couldn't bear Yuan Ying to face it alone, so she had the courage to shout out, "Yuan Ying, is it you?" It's something going on outside! ”

No one answered outside, and she was about to walk out the door without worry.

Before he took a few steps, the door of the house was kicked open with a rude kick, the moonlight was excellent tonight, the soft moonlight shone into the house along the open air door, the light and shadow were mottled, and the house was instantly famous, Ruan Mingjiao was stunned in place, her eyes were staring, her palms were sweating a lot, and she stared at the door with twelve points of spirit, and then the two figures stepped into the house one after the other.

By the moonlight, Ruan Mingjiao saw clearly that the person in front of him was Yuan Ying, at this time, the young man had an extra sharp weapon on his neck, he didn't dare to move at all, Ruan Mingjiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes moved up, and fell on the man behind Yuan Ying.

The man was masked, the moonlight hit his body, half of his body was hidden in the dark, his body was straight, there was a kind of chilling nobility and coldness, half of his face was set against the moonlight, Ruan Mingjiao felt that his gaze also fell on him, as if he was scheming, it was obviously night, but Ruan Mingjiao felt that his eyes were inexplicably sharp and cold, as if he wanted to see her half of a hole, his inexplicable back was cold, and the silent night was accompanied by the masked man, a few whimpering night cat meows, and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more weird.

"Who knows where this is?" Her eyes narrowed slightly, trying to make her tone sound calmer.

"Shoufu Mansion, you're not wrong!"

The man's voice was a little low, a little hoarse, unhurried, and unusually arrogant.

Nguyen Minh Jiao: ...... Is this coming for her?

She chuckled lightly and pretended to be relaxed, "Let him go, since Your Excellency is here for the lord of this county, why do you want to pull innocent people?" ”

When Yuan Ying heard her words, her brows were a little worried, and she called out, "County Lord!" ”

Yan Zheng's eyes trembled, and the eyes looking at her seemed to have changed a little, as if she didn't realize that she said this back, and disappeared in an instant before she could catch it, and sneered lightly, "I didn't expect the county lord to be so considerate of his subordinates!" ”

He frowned as he spoke, pushed the person in front of him away with a palm, and rushed towards Ruan Mingjiao with the sword, Ruan Mingjiao's eyes were stunned, and he retreated straight back. After taking a few steps back and being held against her waist by the round table behind her, she had no way back.

There was a lot of sweat oozing from her forehead, but the person in front of her didn't seem to want to stop, and the sword in her hand was about to fall, and she closed her eyes and kicked out.

The room was dim again, Yan Zheng's sword had not fallen, Ruan Mingjiao's feet kicked out, Yan Zheng stretched out his arm to block, the soles of his feet were unstable and he took a few steps back, and when he looked back, Yuan Ying, who had just been beaten to the ground, stood up and hugged him, and shouted at Ruan Mingjiao in a hoarse voice, "County Lord, go!" ”

Ruan Mingjiao was stunned, her calves trembled a little, but she didn't dare to stop, if the sword just now hadn't been stopped by Yuan Ying, she didn't know what it looked like now, so she trembled in her legs and feet, and when she heard Yuan Ying's shout, she was only stunned for a moment, and then raised her steps and walked out of the door.

Yan Zheng was stunned, and wanted to chase him out, but Yuan Ying behind him was still holding him, he frowned, knowing that he couldn't stay, he pushed Yuan Ying away with an elbow, dropped his sword and went out of the door, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Ruan Mingjiao ran out not far away, she heard a wind whistle in the courtyard, she subconsciously raised her head, and the man in black rode away in the moonlight, his back was a little hurried.

She, this is another time to escape death?

As soon as her feet were soft, the person sat down on the ground, and the things around the person in the tense state were not touched, and now that the crisis was in contact, the person calmed down and felt that the sweat on his body was drenched, and the beads of sweat on his forehead flowed all the way down the contours of the side face, falling on the neck and collarbone.

Her brain was dazed, and the wounds in her heart began to haunt her, like ten thousand ants drilling into her heart, causing her to frown.

"County Lord!"

Yuan Ying chased after her against the discomfort, and Fang was relieved when she saw that she was well.

Following.

When Songbao came in with lunch, Ruan Mingjiao crawled on the desk with her back to her, her buttocks pouted, and she was depicting with a pen in her hand.

She was overjoyed, nervous and expectant, and walked behind Ruan Mingjiao with light steps, her eyes followed her hand to the paper, and the smile froze on her face, and the top of her head was like a thunderbolt splitting, and the wood was in place, who could tell her what the black silk thread on the paper was in this irregular shape, and what it was that I didn't know what it was.

She stroked her chest a few times, a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and asked tentatively, "County Lord, what is this?" ”

Ruan Mingjiao, with a shake of her hand, drew a thick and long black ink line on the irregular shape.

Songbao: ...... She picked her right eyelid, and she blamed herself a little, and the county lord of her family had ruined everything she had drawn with great difficulty.

Ruan Mingjiao looked innocent, couldn't see the embarrassment on her face at all, and replied seriously, "Portrait, can't you see it?" ”

Songbao: ...... Is this a person?

The corners of Songbao's mouth twitched, and after a while, he held back a sentence, "It's okay, it's good!" ”

Her eyes fell on the face of her county lord, I don't know when it was stained with ink, there were traces of her own hand to wipe it, and now it was like a little cat, she sneered, "County lord, don't draw it yet, the slave maid will get some water for you to wash your face." ”

After Songbao finished speaking, she went out on her own without waiting for her to return, and after a while, a basin of clean water came, Ruan Mingjiao knew what Songbao was laughing at, and dared to draw a big face for herself.

She scooped up the water and splashed it on her face, her eyes instantly refreshed, and she scooped a few more handfuls to wash the stains on her face, took the cloth towel handed by Songbao and dried the water before walking to the table and sitting down.

After a busy morning, it was purely busy, and there was no one who wasted such expensive rice paper, but now he smelled the smell of food and followed it up.

She picked up the chopsticks, picked them up, and put them in her mouth, and ate deliciously.

"But, Lord Lord, how did you remember to draw?" Songbao finished cleaning up, walked over to her, and asked a little puzzled.

Ruan Mingjiao took the chopsticks in her hand, her eyes flickered and she didn't look at Songbao, and replied with a weak heart: "I have nothing to do, practice my handwriting." ”

"If you want to learn how to paint, talk to the adult, and let him find you a master to learn hard!" Songbao took a new bowl and handed it over to her, as he came up with an idea.

Ruan Mingjiao's eyelids jumped, where did she want to draw, she clearly wanted to draw according to the outline in the original owner's memory, and wanted to find clues.

Afraid of arousing Songbao's suspicion, she smiled and said in a continuous voice, "I'll figure it out myself, and if I can't find Mr. to teach." ”

Songbao nodded, thinking that she had listened, and did not pay attention to her eyes.

After finishing the meal, Song Bao went out with his things, and Ruan Mingjiao was just about to continue to devote himself to his portrait career, when Yuan Ying came.

His eyes flickered, and he quickly glanced around the room.

"Songbao is out, no one, come in and say!"

Yuan Ying walked in with her head down when she heard this, and stood in front of her, "There are many people who are good at painting in Beijing, most of them gather around the Fuming Hall in Xicheng, where most of the literati live in the literature, and often gather together to write and paint friends, among which the best at painting portraits is Yang Suizhi of Peach Blossom Lane of Fuming Hall." ”

The person she painted looked like an assassin in the memory of the original owner, but she was busy all morning, and when she drew it out to be the four different things, she sent Yuan Ying to inquire about weighing people who were good at painting portraits.

After the man left her last night, Yuan Ying was knocked unconscious to the ground, except that the person who came from the palm did not hurt him in the slightest, she carefully recalled the process of the attack on the original owner and still felt strange, as if it was premeditated, those people seemed to be waiting for Ruan Mingjiao to act alone, besides, how could a county lord be assassinated by the elite soldiers of Chaozhong for so long without the slightest clue, in the end she only thought of one possibility, this group of assassins must still be in Beijing, and the power behind them is huge, even if those people find some clues, they dare not show it, That's why I kept it a secret.

The group of assassins learned that she was not dead, and that the task was not completed, they would not give up, and they would definitely be looking for an opportunity to assassinate, just like the uninvited guest last night, he was lucky enough to run out to scare him away, but it was difficult to guarantee that they would not find him again, although she had the memory of the original owner, and she had also learned taekwondo in modern times, but she had felt the strength of the man grabbing her ankle last night, and if the man was using his strength, she would be crippled.

Thinking of this, my left ankle was excited, as if I remembered the pain of last night.

Also, the man didn't take advantage of the victory last night, it is very likely that it was just a temptation, after all, the assassins are not over for a while, if they continue to assassinate blindly, they will inevitably not be exposed, and when the time comes, they will spread out in the open, and I am afraid that the people behind them will not be able to protect them.

She thought a lot in her heart, remembering the fear she couldn't stop last night, her eyes shrank suddenly, "Okay, clean up, let's go to Fumingtang to find someone." ”

"County lord, you have to go out, and the slaves and maids are also going!" Before she finished speaking, Songbao's voice came from outside the door, blinking a pair of big eyes with refreshments.

Ruan Mingjiao was stunned for a moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said haha: "Songbao, I have something to do with Yuanying, so I won't take you out today, if my father comes back, you will have to cover for us." She stood up and patted Songbao on the shoulder, coaxing.

Song Baoxiu frowned, and his eyes became a little more aggrieved, "The county lord will take me every time he goes out, why do you ...... today" She pouted, and she was about to cry.

Ruan Mingjiao raised her eyebrows, a little flustered, "Hey, don't cry, Songbao!" ”

"The county lord took Yuan Ying there, and he didn't think that the slave was in the way." The more she talked, the more aggrieved she became, and then she dropped a few golden beans.

"The county lord is going to the Qinglou to listen to music today, if Miss Bao is not afraid, she will follow!"

Seeing that the two were arguing, Yuan Ying on the side rubbed his forehead and replied with a headache.

Nguyen Minh Jiao: ...... Yes? When did she say she went to the Qinglou?