Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    In an instant, Huayue's mind flashed "Obey to me, monitor the general's mansion for me", "Promise yourself, follow me to deviate from the classics" and "Exchange the most precious thing in you After waiting for a long list of conditions, his eyes slowly widened, and finally he was almost stuck on the wooden fence of the partition, looking at him alertly.

    In the end, Zhou Hemin said: "When you are free, tell me about your time as a slave in the General's Mansion."

    Hua Yue blinked her eyes and couldn't believe it: "This is it?"

    "That's it." He got up and walked out, swiping his sleeves, "This is the most interesting thing."

    The slender figure melted into the dazzling light outside, with two points of arbitrariness and chic. Hua Yue stepped up to keep up with him, thinking that this is fifteen years old. She looks like a fifty-year-old foreigner. In his world, there are only interesting and boring, and he doesn't look at the pros and cons at all.

    Li Jingyun walked so fast that he couldn't catch up with the car, Huayue held Zhou Hemin's horse, and without waiting for him to say more, he got on the horse and chased forward.

    In fact, after hearing about the Qifeng Tower, she understood that Li Jingyun is not a son who can be manipulated by others. Even if he is in danger, he should be able to deal with it. It is quite unnecessary for her to go. , and maybe even disgusting.

    On the main street of Jinghua, it is not allowed to ride a horse forward. As soon as Li Jingyun got to the vicinity of Luohua Street, he dismounted his horse, flung his clothes and strode towards Qifeng Tower.

    In the past, the neighborhood of Luohua Street was very lively. Today, at a glance, there are dozens of people wandering back and forth in the whole street. After walking for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

    None of these people looked at him, but he glanced around and felt that there were countless pairs of eyes falling on him.

      Li Jingyun paused, and glanced at the people on both sides of the street eating steamed buns, the corners of his mouth pursed, and he quietly wanted to step back.

    The moment the sole of the boot fell backwards, the surrounding situation suddenly changed.

    The royal family has always loved the dead, and the Daliang royal family is no exception. These people have been selected into the official office since childhood. Shayi, in the next moment, the knife in his hand may also sever a person's neck.

    Li Jingyun turned his head to dodge a knife, and burst into laughter. Since he was caught by his father fighting in the street two years ago, he has never fought on Luohua Street again. Seeing this battle again, he still misses it for a while.

      "I don't know the rules at all."

      his head.

    Li Jingyun had a headache, shook his wrist holding the dagger, and sighed at the sky: "The people I met today are all unreasonable people."

    The dead man was ambushed here early in the morning. The leader wore a bronze cast mask, and the two slender eyes showed a blood-thirsty look.

      The Art of Elephant.

    But what he didn't expect was that the man in the crowd shot very quickly, seven or eight people were cut throats by him with a knife, and the blood flew out, and no one reacted.

      Whenever he was a little tired, the people around him would continue to rush up, but he didn't, not only did he not, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

    As soon as the blood splattered on his face was wiped away, he turned his head and beckoned to the hesitant person beside him: "Come and try, maybe you can do it?"

    Dead Man: "…"

    Murder.

    Dead warriors are strong in faith and fearlessness, but for such a little thing, he actually took out and stepped on it, and stepped on it to a pulp.

    The leader watched silently, seeing fear on his subordinate's face for the first time. Dozens of people just surrounded him, no one dared to step forward.

    "What are you panicking about." He couldn't help but say, "The prey is already at the end of the shot, so he will give me some lip service."

    Several people looked at each other and hesitated.

    Li Jingyun was still laughing, with his back against the wall of the street shop, he smiled casually, he put the soft sword rolled in his hand into his cuff without a trace, raised his chin and said, "Come on. what."

    Like Zhong Kui who climbed up from Huang Quan, he opened his hands to them kindly.

    Who dares to come here?

    The crowd stepped back half an inch silently and tacitly.

    The leader knew that this group of people had lost their temper, and when he gritted his teeth, he drew his bow and pointed the arrow at him. One arrow left the string, forcing Li Jingyun to dodge to the side, swaying slightly. He was overjoyed, and drew away an arrow and shouted loudly: "He has no way to live, it's all bluff!"

    Someone cheered up again, raised a sword and stabbed, and the leading long arrow shot directly at Li Jingyun's heart.

    However, in the next instant, someone crashed into his arms like lightning, held up a broken wooden board that was found somewhere, and blocked the long arrow with a "snap". The arrow pierced the board and stopped just before the tip of her nose. She shuddered with fright, her face white.

    Raising eyebrows in astonishment, Li Jingyun looked down and saw the person he least wanted to see in the shadow of swords and swords.

    "What are you doing!"

    As soon as Hua Yue moved the arrow away, she heard a terrifying roar from behind, she shivered, turned to look at him, angry and angry, and immediately shouted back at him: "What else can I do, come save me People! The slaves told you to bring more people when you go out. If you don't listen, you really think that you have beaten the invincible opponents in Beijing. Look, if the slaves came quickly, would you still have your life?"

    Li Jingyun was even more angry: "What can you do? Give me an extra life?"

     "Who said that, you don't think this is a good rescue?" She gritted her teeth and held the plank, almost hitting him in the face.

    He slapped the broken board away with a slap, panting heavily, his eyes slightly red: "Go away."

    No matter how good your temper is, she can't resist scolding her mother in her heart. Huayue threw the wooden board and said coldly: "If you are not the master of the general's mansion, it is not uncommon for slaves to come to rescue."

    She turned around and wanted to leave, but the dead men around her had already surrounded them, trapping the two together.

    Li Jingyun raised his hand and squeezed her shoulder, Li Jingyun gritted his teeth and said to her ear in a hoarse voice: "If you die today, you will be stupid."

    "Can you stop talking and curse people to death?" She frowned.

    "In this scene, I don't think you are trying to survive." He hummed, "Are you afraid of curses?"

    "Young master misunderstood." Hua Yue's eyes wandered, she stepped back two steps to reach him and said softly, "Slaves always cherish their lives."

      But at the same time, the sound of horse hooves broke through Luohua Street, Zhou Hemin whipped the horse, broke through the crowd, and threw the whip on the wrist of the person holding the knife.

     Before Hua Yue had time to look up, there was darkness in front of her.

    The man behind her covered her eyes, her broad palms covering her thin eyelids, hot and heavy. Something was sprayed on the ground ahead, and then there was the movement of people falling to the ground.

    She was earning money and wanted to take a look, but the man behind her held her down and made a "tsk" impatiently, preventing her from moving.

      He lifted up to face himself, his eyes indifferent.

    But after a moment, he nodded at him, as if to thank him.

     Zhou Hemin smiled, shook the reins in his hand, rolled his eyes, and gave him a mouth shape: I am not here to save you.

    He pointed to the person in his arms, with high eyebrows, every word of the word: It's here to help her~ Li Jingyun's face, with the momentum of lightning, turned gloomy again go back.

    The black cloud topped, and the lightning flashed.

      .

    "Be careful, lord!" Someone shouted, Zhou Hemin looked back, pulled the reins and knocked the man away with the horse's head.

    "Your Highness!" exclaimed.

    Hua Yue felt that it was not good, she quickly took a look at Li Jingyun's hand, grabbed his hand and said, "Master, this one can't have an accident in front of our eyes."

    Li Jingyun naturally understood this truth, no matter how reluctant he was, he rolled his eyes and stepped forward to rescue Zhou Hemin.

    The rest of the dead were already guarded by guards. Seeing that the situation was not right, the leader turned around and ran away. Li Jingyun didn't want to let him go, he picked up the long sword on the ground with his toes and chased after him.

      He wore a long robe and chased him into an alley.

      He moved neatly and made no noise, just trying to drag this man away without disturbing the people.

    As a result, the girl in the alley let out an exclamation that went straight through the sky, and instantly attracted a bunch of people.

    "Miss, what happened?"

    Li Jingyun looked back helplessly, but saw Han Shuang standing behind him with someone, his eyes fell into his arms, his lips were so shocked that there was no blood.

    “…”

    This is a coincidence.

      , why, why did you kill him?"

    This can be troublesome to explain, Li Jingyun shook his head, put the body down and said, "Let's talk about it another day."

    The person that the princess hurts the most? Li Jingyun bowed his head inexplicably: "Isn't this a dead man—"

    The bronze mask on his face went somewhere, and Long Rin lay at his feet, blood gushing out from his throat one after another. Before he could breathe, his eyes moved upwards, looking at him without blinking.

    As if satisfied with the shock in his eyes, Long Rin smiled, swallowed his breath, and his whole face was fixed on this eerie expression.

    Li Jingyun was stunned.

    Han Shuang came to the official's house and the nursing home, and a large group of people looked at him like this.

    In the noise, Li Jingyun suddenly understood.

    Long Rin thought about it from the beginning, even if he failed to kill him, he would be charged with the crime of killing the face of the head. After throwing the bronze mask, he died in front of Han Shuang. No one could prove that he was a dead man just now, and no one knew that he was an assassin. What everyone could see was the blood-stained sword in his hand and the ice cold on the ground. corpse.

    Smart, really smart.

    Li Jingyun raised her head and looked at Han Shuang deeply.

      Aware of his gaze, she lowered her head and looked down, her eyes full of puzzlement and reproach: "Brother Jing Yun, please tell me quickly, is there any misunderstanding?"

    From the dead man to her, they are all people of the eldest princess, what could be a misunderstanding?

    He sneered, looking over the yacha and looking out from a distance.

    Ya Chai looked at the other end of the street with him with a puzzled expression.

    The dead man chose to bite his tongue and commit suicide after being caught. The guards cleaned up the mess and asked Zhou Hemin to return to the palace. Zhou Hemin was very helpless, looked at Hua Yue who was sitting beside him, waved his hand and said, "I'll see you again in two days."

    "Thank you, Your Highness." Hua Yue leaned against the wall and stood up to salute, watching him mount and leave.

    In the end, she is a noble prince, what happened today is absurd, and it is impossible for her to let people stay and deal with the aftermath.

    There was still a pool of blood on the ground, Huayue's legs were weak and she was panting when Liu Chenghe brought Chaofeng over.

    "Are you all right?" Chaofeng lifted her up, glanced around, speechless.

    Hua Yue smiled and shook her head, then pointed to Liu Chenghe where Li Jingyun ran away, and the latter immediately took someone to look for her.

    "I really didn't read the imperial calendar when I went out today." Chaofeng stomped her feet while helping her out of the place, "We were drinking wine in Qifeng Tower, but Pingbai was rushed over by a wine lunatic. Trouble, Cheng He is also a stubborn temper and insists on fighting people. As a result, before the fight was over, I heard that this one was also fighting."

    She wiped her face with the handkerchief, and asked in a low voice, "Have you won this fight?"

    Being unable to laugh or cry, Hua Yue said: "It should have been won, no one was hurt, but the scene was a bit bigger, and it was a bit infiltrating."

    Chaofeng patted her hand to appease her, then raised her eyes and looked forward: "Why does he spend so much time looking for someone?"

    Luohua Street is very long, and there are three intersections in the middle. Liu Chenghe's servants also didn't squeeze in outside, they just stood on tiptoe to watch.

    "What's going on?" Chao Feng frowned.

    The servant heard her voice and turned back hurriedly: "Young madam, the officials are arresting people ahead."

    "What's the matter with us when officials arrest people? Haven't you seen the excitement?" She looked left and right, "Where's the young master?"

    The house slave looked into the crowd in embarrassment.

    The crowded people were separated by the officials, and a road suddenly opened up in the middle. Chao Feng was overjoyed, and he was about to borrow it. When he looked up, he saw a familiar person walking out. .

    "Hey." She pulled Huayue's sleeve in confusion, "Is that person a bit like our third master?"

    Hua Yue looked at her with heavy eyes, and after a while she replied in a low voice, "It's not like, that's it."

    Ten yamen surrounded Li Jingyun, but they didn't shackle him, but everyone held their sabres on their waists and looked very alert. Liu Chenghe followed Li Jingyun and whispered something to him. He nodded and glanced at the person on the right.

    Hua Yue followed and looked over, and saw Han Shuang following his right side step by step, crying like pear blossoms and rain.

    "What is this?" Chaofeng frowned, "What about the eighteenth gift?"

    Liu Chenghe retreated without going too far, pulled Huayue towards Feng, and said very unhappily, "Why did you get involved with that little hoof again?"

    "Faces?" Huayue shook her head, "He was chasing the masked man who was stabbed in the street just now, so why would he suddenly kill someone."

    Liu Chenghe looked at her with complex eyes: "wearing a mask is an assassin, taking off the mask is a face. The third master can kill an assassin wearing a mask, but he can't kill someone without a mask. Face to face, the eldest princess insists on trying to trouble him, and the life and death of the third master is in Han Shuang's hands."

     Breathing hard, she frowned and rubbed her forehead.

    I can't escape, but I can't escape, she is a powerless slave, how can she stop a powerful eldest princess, she thought it was safe to save her life from the dead man, but she didn't expect the back There are still pits waiting.

      On the other hand, it is impossible to expect him to take care of Li Jingyun.

    As for the prince, he may be willing to help, but it is hard to say for what amount.

    The brain was spinning fast, Huayue's face was tense, and she subconsciously gnawed on her nails.

    Liu Chenghe looked at her for a while, and suddenly said, "Actually, little sister-in-law doesn't need to worry too much. That person Han Shuang... may not want the third master's life."

    Slightly stunned for a moment, Hua Yue looked back at him, looked at his eyes with deep meaning, and slowly reacted.

    The eldest princess is angry that Li Jingyun is not used by her, so there are two ways in front of him. First, if you continue to disobey the eldest princess, then he will be charged with murder. Second, to satisfy Han Shuang, Han Shuang is naturally willing to clear his name.

    It's so exciting, Huayue couldn't help but want to applaud, Li Jingyun doesn't even have an official or half a job, it's worthy of these high-ranking people so hard, it's really amazing.

    "It's really shameless." Chao Fengliu raised her eyebrows, "Is there only a man like the third master in the world, she can even think of such a sinister idea!"

    Liu Chenghe sighed: "It may not be what she thought, but she can only do it."

    After a pause, he glanced at Huayue and said in a low voice: "The third master will be in prison first, and the little sister-in-law has to go back to the house to report the letter, and by the way, I will also prepare some wine and vegetables. Go see him sometime."

    Hua Yue seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, she came back to her senses and replied softly, "Okay."

& nbsp; I'll watch for you."

    Liu Chenghe frowned, just as she was about to say that she was inappropriate, the end of her eyes swept over: "Husband has something to say?"

    "...No." In his heart, he said that a gentleman does not care about women, and Liu Chenghe took his servants and left.

    Chaofeng turned his head and stroked Huayue's hair with heartache in his eyes: "It's a good girl, how come you have someone like the third master, it's impossible to be peaceful around him, but there is one point You can rest assured that the third master can't rub the sand in his eyes, Han Shuang will definitely not do what she wants."

    Hua Yue pulled her onto the horse and returned to the general's mansion without a word.

    Looking at her thin back, Chaofeng felt even more pity. The husband had an accident, and the way to save him was to let her husband out—if this situation was on her own, she would be so angry.

    Huayue must also be very sad, look, walk all the way, without saying a word.

    With words of comfort brewing in her heart, Chaofeng followed her into the door of the East Courtyard, intending to start with her daughter's life and let her understand that caring for herself is the most important thing.

    As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard the man in front of him calmly instruct the slave: "Badou went to the main courtyard to report to the general, saying that the son was framed and put in prison, don't ask Alarmed Madam. If Madam asked, she would say that Young Master was kept by the Crown Prince and might not come back at night."

    "Have the white deer in the backyard been fed? After feeding, take the food box to the kitchen, let the cook cook two appetizers, and put a pot of flower carvings on the back of the kitchen, and I will follow you later go out."

    Kayue walked into the main house while talking, and found a clean and simple long gown, with pillows and quilts, neatly folded, and then wrapped in furoshiki. Taking a look at the desk, she picked up the paper and ink on the table, wrote a letter and handed it out.

    After everything was packed, Huayue went out with her bag and brought a cup of tea to Chaofeng. Seeing her stunned, she said, "Drink some water."

    Chaofeng opened his mouth subconsciously.

    Huayue fed her tea, gave her a piece of almond cake, and then dragged her out with the burden in one hand and the other: "I don't know how long it will be delayed, you first Pad your belly."

    The almond cake melted in my mouth, swallowed at Feng Feng, and couldn't help laughing.

      She wanted to take care of her, but she took care of her properly.