Chapter 186: White Silk Scarf

Hong Manjiang has been coming to the "Mirror Moon Sea" for several years, but he has not said a word to the Four Swordsmen halfway.

The Four Swordsmen are like they are naturally mute, and even the expressions on one of their faces appear stiff and rigid, making people think that they are moving wood rather than living people.

It's just that these four pieces of wood are out-and-out murderous weapons, and the people that the big boss wants to solve, they will do whatever it takes to assassinate each other.

The people on the assassination list, once they find them in the dark night, are equivalent to being firmly locked by death, unable to break free, and unable to see the sun of tomorrow.

This time, there were five people listed on the assassination list of "Mirror Moon Sea", and Wang Shouren ranked first.

This is also the first time that Hong Manjiang has acted with the Four Swordsmen, and the first head they have to take off is Wang Shouren, the governor of southern Jiangnan.

Hong Manjiang wore a hat on his head and a somewhat shabby robe, and the Four Swordsmen were also dressed in the same way.

The sky is drizzling, and it is the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, and the green plums have turned yellow, but I don't know when the wanderer will return to his hometown.

Hong Manjiang passed by an eaves, and the mournful sound of the piano came from the attic, and he raised his head lightly and glanced at the carved wooden window.

He didn't intend to see anything, but when he looked at it, he saw a white silk scarf tied around the window, fluttering freely in the wind.

Hong Manjiang lowered his head, his straw sandals stepped on the muddy water, splashing countless splashes, and the raindrops in the sky were still trickling and falling.

However, he no longer paid attention to it, he subconsciously touched the long sword "Baichuan" on his waist, the sword body was cold, but his heart could not be as cold as a sword.

When he walked away, the sound of the piano was cut off, and a woman appeared at the window, gently took off the white silk scarf, and gently caressed it in her hand, as if holding the hand of her lover, and did not let him leave.

A maid behind her said, "Miss, why did you take it off?"

"He won't show up again. ”

The maid asked suspiciously, "Who won't come?" Miss, are you talking about the same Mr. Hong you met in Liuhu three years ago?"

The woman with a dusty temperament nodded slightly, noncommittal.

Seeing her like this, the maid said unfairly: "Miss, why are you so bothered, you have been obsessed with her for all these years, he doesn't know at all, you are in the prime of your youth, although your uncle went early, but you can still remarry someone else, why waste your time for a ranger." No, Xiaohuan can't see you go down like this, so I must tell the master. ”

"If you dare to go, you will be expelled from the Mu family, or you will be sold to a butcher who kills pigs to fill the house, and you will not be afraid. Miss Mu's tone was flat, and her voice was a little hoarse.

After the maid heard it, she hurriedly begged for mercy, not daring to mention it again, but she pouted with one mouth, she couldn't bear to see that the young lady had been trapped by lovesickness all these years.

If Miss is as unreasonable and arrogant as the daughter of an ordinary big family, Xiaohuan is too lazy to care, but where is Miss like that, Miss has a gentle personality, treats people generously, and treats her as a good sister, so that the master does not dare to take action against her easily, which depends on Miss to protect her in secret.

Xiaohuan is not an ungrateful person, and if the young lady treats her well, she thinks of returning it tenfold. When my uncle passed away, the whole person of the young lady was like a walking corpse, and it was she who dragged the young lady out for a walk, and she met Mr. Hong.

At that time, the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes was injured and seemed to be still being chased and killed, if it wasn't for the young lady's kindness to bandage him, he would have survived to this day?

How do you know that the man was not only grateful to Dade, but when he woke up, he kicked her out of the room, leaving the young lady alone in the same room with him, a lonely man and a widow, and God knows what he did that was not as good as a beast.

In order to take care of Miss's reputation, Xiaohuan didn't dare to find someone to save Miss, and what's more, she was afraid that the matter would leak out, so she ran to the stairs to check the wind, and if someone else came up, she would find a reason to stop her.

The little maid, who had not experienced the clouds and rain, heard the voice in the young lady's room, her face was red with shame, her heart was beating wildly, and she felt hot and dry.

She didn't know why that Mr. Hong would do such an obscene act, and Xiaohuan's heart was still beating wildly until the sound stopped. It was a long time before the young lady opened the door and told her to go and change the covers.

Xiaohuan walked into the house in fear, but she didn't see the injured ranger again, her face was full of tears, she was wronged for Miss, and choked up: "Miss, you have been wronged, Xiaohuan is powerless to save you, you can beat me." ”

Who knew that the young lady just looked at her with a smile, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and said softly: "Silly child, you still don't understand the love between men and women in this world, when you meet someone you really like, even if you want to take out your heart, you won't hesitate for half a minute." You are not me, and how can you know my happiness?"

"Miss, that shameless man has bullied you, how can you be happy, Xiaohuan knows the pain in your heart, just forced a smile. ”

Miss actually laughed out loud, this was the first time that a smile was shown on Miss's face after her uncle's death, and Xiaohuan was dumbfounded. Curious, he muttered, "Miss, are you really laughing?"

Miss Mu patted Xiaohuan on the shoulder and said softly, "Silly girl, can't you even tell the truth of my smile?"

"But the shameless man ......"

Xiaohuan didn't finish her words, but was interrupted by Miss, Miss Mu's tone was soft, more like telling her heart, only to hear her say softly: "His surname is Hong, you can call him Mr. Hong." ”

"Mr. Hong?" Xiaohuan muttered in a low voice, I really don't know why Miss is like this, is Miss really a shameless prodigal woman? Thinking of this, Xiaohuan can't wait to slap herself a hundred times, Miss has a strict family education and is knowledgeable, where can she be that kind of shameless person?

But Xiaohuan couldn't understand why after Mr. Hong bullied Miss, Miss was so calm, not only was she angry, but she was intoxicated by that memory, and she couldn't extricate herself from the magic barrier.

Xiaohuan has never experienced love, he likes the handsome and handsome talent very much, but the other party can look at her as a lowly maid?

Miss since then suffered from lovesickness, she always tied a white silk scarf, these years, that Mr. Hong also secretly came several times, Xiaohuan did not dare to get too close, one was afraid that the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes would be bad for her, and the other was shy, but she knew that Mr. Hong had never spent the night, just a hasty tryst with the young lady, and then drifted away.

In recent days, the young lady has become more and more haggard, and after tying a white silk scarf, she has never seen Mr. Hong come again. Miss said that he would never come back, Xiaohuan heard it in her ears, but there was an inexplicable melancholy in her heart, but at the same time she was happy, because the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes who came from an unknown place would finally not delay Miss any longer.

How did the girl who was ignorant of the world know that Miss Mu was entangled with Hong Manjiang, and how did she know that Hong Manjiang was assassinated to assassinate Wang Shouren.

All she knew was that the young lady burst into tears and was wet with a white silk scarf.