Just because he was always worried about Ren Siyun's safety in his heart, his heart had never been steady for a moment, and during this time, he would dream of Ren Siyun almost as soon as he closed his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Sometimes, he dreams of happily playing with her, and sometimes, he dreams that she is in a very painful situation.

After all, the relationship between the two of them is extraordinary, and it is more appropriate to describe it in the past and present lives. At this moment, despite the darkness of the night, he still said goodbye to his friends in the beggar gang, and resolutely embarked on a journey to the Desperate Lake and the Golden Rain Palace - he was going to the Golden Rain Palace to find Ren Siyun.

It was a cold autumn night, the fallen leaves were rustling on the ground, the cold wind was howling in his ears, and when he walked out of the small alley leading from the beggar gang to the street, he saw the bright lights of the Phoenix Restaurant on the other side of the street. Although the night is hazy and the chill is bleak, the prosperity and liveliness of the restaurant have not decreased or changed at all.

Perhaps, it represents a different meaning, and it contrasts sharply with the dim lights of the doors and windows of the poor houses across the street, with the brilliant prosperity on one side and the gloomy poverty on the other, which always makes one feel a little melancholy. When he walked out of the alley, Nan Jian looked up at the brightly lit restaurant, and on each of its red lanterns, there seemed to be a smiling face, a smiling face that could bring infinite comfort to passers-by.

At this moment, under the bright lights of the restaurant opposite, the little second brother who had entertained the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian at noon found at a glance that he was leading the red horse out of the alley leading to the beggars. So, with a face full of surprise, he ran across the wide street and came to Nan Jian's face: "Nan Daxia, please stay!"

Nan Jian stopped, looked at the little second brother in front of him with a calm expression and asked, "Little brother, aren't you a guest in the restaurant, what's the matter with me?"

"That's right, Nan Daxia has good eyesight!" he said with a grin, "It's the hospitality of the Phoenix Restaurant, that is, the one who served you at noon." And when I was lonely, a guest came to my restaurant to explain, he said: Today, the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian and Nan Daxia will inevitably pass in front of our restaurant, and then let me invite Nan Daxia to live first, and they will come to accompany Nan Daxia to eat a glass of thin wine later. Moreover, he also explained that no matter what, I have to invite you to stay, otherwise, my little second brother will not be able to do things!"

The little second brother's expression was very anxious, for fear that he would not be able to keep the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian. In this case, a deal is missed, and afterwards, the guests who have given him the service will inevitably blame him. Nan Jian had already seen his thoughts, and smiled at him, "It's okay if you want me to stay," he said, "but you have to make sure that my horse can eat the best forage, so that after I have eaten and drunk, I can hurry up, and the horse can hold up!"

Hearing him say this, he knew that there was hope, "No problem!" The little second brother laughed excitedly, and hurriedly took the reins from the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian's hand, and said, "This is a small matter, Nan Daxia, please!" So, Nan Jian and he walked through the street and stepped into the door of the restaurant, and the little second brother went to the backyard of the restaurant to rest his horse.

At this time, the brightly lit restaurant hall was full, and another receptionist heard that he was the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian, so he hurriedly greeted him and warmly entertained, "Nan Daxia, please come with me!" As soon as his words came out, the guests in the entire restaurant hall turned their heads in surprise to see the true face of the purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian.

Nan Jian followed the second brother and walked up the stairs covered with red carpets, all the way up to the third floor, and came to a guest room facing the Phoenix River to the west. "Nan Daxia, you sit down for a while, and serve you wine and food immediately!"

"Why be in such a hurry," Nan Jian said lightly, "It's not too late to serve the food when the guests have arrived." ”

"Okay guest officer, then I'll do what you say. The little second brother politely explained the situation and walked out.

It was a spacious guest room, with a clean goose-yellow tablecloth in the middle, large enough for a dozen people to dine at once, and on the wall on the same side as the door, a vermilion wooden frame was inlaid with a calligraphy and painting of Cao Cao's "Tanka Xing". Its font is strong and round, ethereal and free, revealing an elegant style that is ethereal and dusty.

On the walls on either side of the table is a bronze chandelier made of clear oil, shaped like a tree branch, divided into three strands, the top two on a horizontal plane and the bottom one, in the center of the top two strands. Each branch is like a small hand holding a small oil pan. At this time, the wicks in the oil pan, the faint light of the fire, gathered together, illuminating the guest room.

Nanjian was browsing the furnishings in the room when he suddenly heard the neighing of people and horses from under the restaurant. Therefore, he guessed that it must be the friend who invited him to a drink. He walked over to the window and looked down.

I saw that the six horses and a carriage that he had seen in the courtyard of the peach blossom brothel in the afternoon were parked downstairs from the street. At the head of the six was a round-faced man of medium stature, wearing a lilac silk robe and a crimson satin robe on the outside, with an arrogant expression, standing under the stone steps of the restaurant, waiting for the people in the carriage to come down.

Behind him was a burly middle-aged man, with a square face, three long strands of hair on his dark skin, and a silver-gray cotton robe, with a solemn expression and no smile, who followed behind the well-dressed man in front of him, and never said a word.

Behind this person, the thin-faced man in a royal blue cotton robe was known to Nan Jian, who had also exchanged photos with Nan Jian at the door of the brothel in the afternoon, and then galloped through the street, and the man riding a red horse in the group of people was Lu Yufeng, the deputy general manager of the Huanglong Dart Bureau. And on his left, the one wearing a black cotton robe is his partner, the bearded man, Liu Zhanping, known as the knife dominant.

On the left side of the carriage were two strangely dressed men, with two large earrings hanging from their ears, both dressed in golden silk robes, and holding a scimitar with brown scabbards in their hands, and cowhide boots at their feet, and their hair was shaved all around, with a handful of fetal hair in the middle, and a braided like a dog's tail.

The only difference between the two is their tall and short stature and the earrings hanging from their two earlobes. The tall earrings are silver, the short ones are gold, and their earrings are golden and silver in the bright light of the restaurant. The expressions of these two people are also very arrogant, like two majestic generals, who look at the world and have empty eyes.

At this moment the back door of the carriage opened, and two little girls stepped down, one of them in a green silk robe, and the other in a pink silk robe, both of which looked very peugeot and sharp. The clothes are also very decent and neat, and at first glance she is a maid of a rich family.

Immediately afterwards, a young lady with a face like a full moon and eyes like autumn water came out of the carriage. His charming hair was coiled into a small mountain, divided into three bands, each with dazzling gold flakes, and on her smooth forehead she was braided into an oval circle, and between the small circles and the large strands of hair, a small silver butterfly hairpin was inserted.

Not only that, but a pair of gold tassel-like earrings hung from her ears, which swayed to and fro on her smooth and charming neck and the fleshy sternum around her bright red bandeau and dazzling breastbone, and the red robe on her body, with gold embroidered trim, dotted with black edges. It looks well-textured, beautifully made, and looks luxurious.

With the support of the two maids, the woman with a noble temperament stepped out of the carriage and casually glanced up at the brightly lit hall in front of her. Just as she looked up into the hall, Nanjian upstairs was taken aback!

Because he found that this woman looked like Huayu, and while he was thinking about it, when he turned his head again and looked down, the woman suddenly stopped, and seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable, and gently supported her forehead with her hand. Therefore, the brightly dressed and domineering man who walked in front hurriedly walked over with concern.

He asked the woman about something, and when she nodded, he saw him carry her into the carriage himself. Then, the two maids also got into the carriage. At last the man closed the door for them, and went to the coachman to say a few words.

Then they watched as the carriage turned out of the courtyard, through the gate of the restaurant, and into the dark streets.