"The entrance to the ghost market is a tea stall at the corner of the street."

Qing Bai's tone was full of awe: "The sign says 'Watch the Moon and Listen to the Wind'."

The master must have the help of an immortal!

Otherwise, how could he tell the exact location?

After hearing her words, Qin Yaoguang's heart finally settled down.

According to the records in the original book, Lao Wu stayed nearby for the next ten days or so.

She finally had time to look.

Qin Yaoguang thought for a moment and said, "In addition to asking Butler Zeng to continue to send people to search, recall Master Fang and the Green Guards and have them follow orders again."

The Princess's Mansion has always been watched by various forces, especially when Yan Changqing just returned to Beijing, and no one knew how many eyes were secretly watching.

Lao Wu went missing last night, and I’m afraid those people have got the news.

The purpose of letting Butler Zeng continue searching is just to cover up the truth.

"Yes."

Qingbai obeyed the order and asked someone to contact them.

"Madam, are you so sure?" Yan Changqing asked.

Qin Yaoguang nodded: "You believe me."

Yan Changqing gave her a deep look and said, "Okay. The ghost market will not open until after curfew, and we need a place to stay in the market."

The tall and thin man bowed and said, "General, if you don't mind, you can stay at my home for a night."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Qin Yaoguang, waiting for her decision.

Qin Yaoguang smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me? No problem."

Yan Changqing was still a little worried: "Madam, the situation in South City may be more rudimentary than you think."

The thin man nodded repeatedly and added: "Yes, I'm afraid you are not used to it."

He was Yan Changqing's confidant in the south of the city, so he naturally knew that the lady Yan Changqing was talking about was the noble eldest princess.

When I think about the conditions of my own home, how should the eldest princess live?

The pressure in his heart increased sharply.

Qin Yaoguang ignored her, glanced at Yan Changqing, and asked, "Do you look down on me?"

"No, it's not."

Perhaps because of guilt or perhaps because of admiration, Yan Changqing always unconsciously felt he was a head shorter than Qin Yaoguang in front of her.

The general, who was always decisive in killing people, even stuttered when he spoke.

When he did this, no one dared to speak.

The three children were even more focused, trying hard to reduce their sense of presence.

If their mother couldn't go, they would have no chance of going either.

The thin man thought: The general is different, he is a man, he has tried lying on ice and climbing snow in battle, and he stayed in a foot trade some time ago. There will be nothing wrong with staying with him.

But even though he thought about it, he didn't dare say it out loud.

So, that was settled.

The group abandoned the carriage and followed the thin man through the alleys and into a dilapidated courtyard.

As soon as I pushed open the wooden door, an old hen rushed over like crazy, flapping its wings and stirring up dust all over the sky.

A fierce female voice came from behind: "Damn it, you still dare to come back! Hurry and catch it!"

"We have distinguished guests at home, hurry up and clean up, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

The thin and tall man said anxiously.

Upon seeing this, Yan Shouzhuo took a step forward, stood in front of Qin Yaoguang, and reached out to grab the old hen.

Restricted in its movements, the old hen flapped its wings hard and clucked loudly.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Qin Yaoguang was not paying attention and was blinded by the dust raised by the old hen's wings, so she raised her hand to rub it.

"do not move."

Yan Changqing whispered, holding her wrist with both hands: "Don't rub it, be careful of eye problems."

Qin Yaoguang also knew that he couldn't rub his hands because there were a lot of bacteria. What he did just now was a conditioned reflex that he couldn't control.

Her eyes felt itchy and sore, which irritated her to the point of tears and she could hardly open them.

"Don't worry."

Because she couldn't see, Yan Changqing's hand became her only connection and support with the outside world. His voice gently fell into her eardrums, like a clear spring flowing in the sun.

She always knew that Yan Changqing had a nice voice.

This feeling becomes more intense when vision is deprived.

Yan Changqing took her into the yard, stood facing the light, and held her cheek.

"I'll blow it for you, don't be afraid."

Qin Yaoguang hummed softly, and then felt his fingers touching her gently.

Compared to her delicate skin, Yan Changqing's hands were extremely rough.

Yan Changqing was very cautious. He had never felt that the calluses formed from years of martial arts practice were so cumbersome as they were at this moment.

He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would leave marks on her delicate skin.

Qin Yaoguang raised her head and her breath smelled like orchid.

The two were very close to each other, and the faint cold fragrance lingered around Yan Changqing unknowingly.

The winter sun shines softly on her jade-like face, and her long and thick eyelashes tremble like butterfly wings, making her look both beautiful and delicate.

Her lips are soft and plump, just like the most beautiful rose, which makes people think about it.

This posture makes her seem like she is inviting a kiss, ready to be picked.

Yet, she was still unaware of it.

Yan Changqing's heart seemed to be about to jump out.

He closed his eyes, then immediately opened them, collected his thoughts, gently cupped her cheeks, and blew towards her eyes.

After a moment, Yan Changqing asked, "Do you feel better?"

Qin Yaoguang blinked, felt it for a while, and pointed to his right eye: "It's still a little uncomfortable here."

Her posture is innocent and simple.

Yan Changqing took a deep breath quietly, controlled his emotions, and continued to blow her right eye.

"All right."

Qin Yaoguang then opened his eyes.

Because of the irritation of the dust, her eyes were filled with tears.

Her eyes were as clear as if washed with water, but because there was a hint of red at the corners of her eyes, she looked innocent and pitiful.

I really want to bully her.

Yan Changqing was frightened by the thought that emerged in his mind. He quickly suppressed this terrible thought and took a big step back.

During this time, the naughty old hen had been sent back to the chicken coop, and the thin man's wife moved out a few benches and asked everyone to sit down.

She brought out a set of coarse earthenware tea sets from the house, made a pot of tea, and apologized to Qin Yaoguang.

"Ma'am, I'm so sorry for bumping into you just now."

She is plump and quick-witted, which is completely different from the tall and thin man.

They are quite complementary.

Qin Yaoguang had just finished thinking about it when she turned around and slapped the man: "You're bringing an honored guest home, but you didn't even tell me in advance!"

The thin man said with a bitter face: "I just came back and you are not here again."

The two have a very good relationship and are a noisy and loving couple.

The third brother's eyes were sparkling as he observed the two of them curiously.

In his world, he had never seen such lively and interesting street characters.

Qin Yaoguang smiled and said, "We are so reckless to come here so suddenly. I haven't asked you yet, what are your names?"

The thin and tall man was Yan Changqing's man, but his wife didn't know it.

They immediately introduced themselves to each other. The man was called Huang Laoshi and his wife was called Wu Erniang.

At dinner time, Wu Er Niang slaughtered the old hen to entertain the guests, and their two children also returned home.

However, I had a hard time arranging accommodation.

Huang Laoshi's house has limited space and only three beds.

"General, you and your wife can sleep in our room."

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