Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

The carriage slowly drove out of the outer city, and arrived at the back door of Hanjiang Pavilion in a short while. Meng Jiuqian, who had been prepared for a long time, watched the two people on the carriage get off, and waved to the servant behind him to join Mian Xing He stepped forward to help Murong Hao, while he greeted the calm Jiang Luoyu: "Pavilion Master."

Jiang Luoyu walked up to the attics, followed the stairs and looked down at the situation below, and said: "The cardinal has already left, there is no need to contact her in the pavilion from now on, by the way, I have something to trouble Uncle Meng."

When Meng Jiuqian saw that he mentioned this matter as soon as he came, he couldn't help but look cautious, and cupped his hands and said: "Pavilion master, please tell me."

Jiang Luoyu turned her body slowly, with a hard-to-see light shining in her eyes, and a deep look between her brows and eyes: "Can Uncle Meng find a way to make something similar to the material of a human leather mask?"

Ever since Meng Jiuqian came to Dajin with Jiang Luoyu, he knew that Jiang Luoyu specially arranged it. In the past three years, he followed Jiang Luoyu to deal with various matters in the Hanjiang Pavilion, and he had already prepared for the pavilion owner. The character who controls the overall situation has a certain degree of control, but at this time, he is a little puzzled about what Jiang Luoyu is asking for.

"What does the master mean?"

Just when Jiang Luoyu was standing on the stairs in the dark of Hanjiang Pavilion, with a half-dark face, asking Meng Jiuqian for something, in Wuya Mansion, the dignified Nan Jingjin and the ugly Wu Yayan faced each other. After staring for a moment, he stared sharply at Wu Yaduo, who was suppressed by a few maids, who was still mad and refused to put down the dagger, with a mocking smile.

"Since that's the case, the hall is waiting for Wu Ya's explanation. Presumably, the emperor will want to know the truth of this matter after hearing about it, right? You can keep Miss Wu Ya for a while, but you can't keep her. For the rest of my life, patriarch Wuya is not in the capital at this time, so I can't control you juniors, but the emperor will definitely deal with her. We will just wait and see."

After saying this, he didn't stay any longer. With the power of a lonely prince, Jing Zhaoyin didn't dare to arrest people in Wuya's mansion. Fortunately, today's incident was too big, and many people saw it with their own eyes. Maybe cover the sky with one hand, the emperor will definitely deal with it after hearing about it, even if Wu Yatuo, who is not in the imperial capital at the moment, comes back, Wu Yaduo's crimes will still be unavoidable!

The settlement of the matter came to an end for the time being, Nan Jingjin stepped out of the gate of Wuya Mansion, looked back at the black-gold plaque with a sense of sarcasm, then got on the horse and walked slowly towards the outer city, and it turned out that she had just driven the horse for a few minutes. Step by step, she found something was wrong, looked back, and saw a red-clothed masked maidservant not far away, because the speed of the horse was very fast, and she didn't want to be pulled too far, so she had to trot to catch up. With some martial arts foundation, running is not difficult.

Seeing such a scene, Nan Jingjin was not very good at dealing with maidservants, and was always surrounded by servants, so she couldn't help but slightly frowned, but also said curiously: "Murong entrusted you to me, but it's a pity that he was suddenly injured and left in a hurry. Forgot to take you away. Why do you keep wearing a veil? It can’t be because you are too ugly, take off the veil and let me see."

The maid in red was silent for a moment when she heard the words, as if she was thinking. After a while, she finally made up her mind to obey the arrangement of the person in front of her. She raised her hand and removed the veil from her face, raised her head slightly, and exposed her appearance to the public. in the sun.

As soon as she raised her head, Nan Jingjin felt that the place around her was quiet, and she cried out inwardly. After looking at it, she found that it was because the face behind the veil of the woman in red was really ethereal and beautiful like a fairy, but her expression was so strange. Like glistening white snow, calm and far away, the strange combination makes people almost unable to take their eyes off, even Nan Jingjin, who is used to seeing beauties, couldn't help squinting her eyes, praising

"What a rare beauty. Put on your veil quickly. The hall didn't bring any guards with me when I went out today, and I can't sit with two people right away. If one of you doesn't pay attention and you are taken away, it will be the hall's fault. The method is explained to Murong."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his eyes went dark, and his surroundings had returned to excitement from the silence, as if his eyes were blinded by something that flew over suddenly. Looking towards the place where the thing flew, he was puzzled and found that it was just a gust of wind that blew a piece of black cloth from the cloth stall, covering his eyes.

"This is also... too coincidental."

Before the words fell, he finally felt that something was wrong. He pulled the rein of the horse and looked to the side. Sure enough, he found that the masked woman in red was gone. Feeling in his heart, he immediately turned his horse's head and chased in the direction of Wuya Mansion. On the beams of the house, several masked men in black were holding the woman in red and running towards the distance. Seeing him chasing him, they couldn't help running even faster.

"This hall just talked about being taken away, but it was really taken away... Hey, that's my maidservant, leave her to me!"

Nan Jingjin is very skilled in martial arts, and has been on the battlefield again. What's more, she vaguely guessed whose subordinate the red-clothed maid was kidnapped. However, he is not afraid of such a thing at all, and he is a prince. Seeing this scene is just Gritting his teeth, he let go of the rein, and chased after the masked men in black, with a look of helplessness mixed with exasperation.

I knew it would happen!What did he say, don't entrust this maid to him!Although I can't rob him because I am a prince, but if I am robbed like this, will I have to search Wuya Mansion to find a maid?What a headache!

No one can know Nan Jingjin's indignation. The masked men are still fleeing not far in front of him, and they are about to land in Wuya Mansion. Soon.

It is still unclear who will win the chase that is still in the inner city. In the end, it is Nan Jingjin who wins or Wu Yayan who gets the beauty. It is just that at the same time in the Hanjiang Pavilion outside the inner city , in front of a room at the top of the stacked wooden stairs, the sound of bead curtains colliding and the wooden door creaking sounded at the same time, and soft footsteps came in.

In the room, the water agarwood, which is peaceful and soothing, is set off. Twelve screens are placed one by one as in the Otaki Hanjiang Pavilion. After changing clothes, the tall hair crown is removed, and the purple screen with the golden pattern of Chenhua flower is used. With the hair band tied, the visitor walked slowly to the side of the bed and put down the tray in his hand, gently lifted the layer upon layer of bed curtains on the bed, hung the shark beads at the tail on the golden hook, revealing the snow-white figure on the bed.

Under the thin brocade quilt, his face was slightly pale. A man with a handsome face and a calm expression was lying on his side on the couch. The crown on his black hair was removed and placed aside. A brand new suit was placed on the table not far away, and the inner clothes were also replaced with new ones, but the blood was still faintly visible, which showed that the blood had just stopped.

Seeing that he was breathing steadily with his eyes closed, he presumably fell asleep because he was tired from bandaging and changing clothes again when he ordered Meng Jiuqian. The hot medicinal juice didn't ask him to get up, but raised his legs and rolled into the inner side of the bed gently and quickly, lying beside Murong Hao, facing him.

The bed sank slightly, and Jiang Luoyu slowly approached the man, brushing his long black hair from the sideburns with his fingers, with a look on his face that seemed to be teasing, and slowly lowered his body and whispered in his ear.

"Do you really want to sleep? Don't pretend, you can't fool me."

Before the words fell, the person who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind finally opened his eyes, revealing the clear and clear eyes behind him, his light-colored thin lips slightly raised, and his voice was a little hoarse, but with a strange bewitchment: "If I really Asleep, what do you want to do to me, don't I know?"

Jiang Luoyu watched him slowly open his eyes, the light in his eyes twinkled like stars, and he couldn't help getting closer, rubbing his fingers against the

With thin auricles, he lowered his eyes and smiled thoughtfully: "I haven't seen you in three years, and you are really glib. Where did you learn it? It can't be with that Ninth Prince."

After all, on the dark bed, the man with a beautiful face and a sly look suddenly straightened up, raised the chin of the person next to him, and almost touched the face of the person with his nose: "Hurry up and tell the truth, or you will suffer flesh and blood." bitter."

Murong Hao looked at the face that was close at hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, moved forward and bit his lip, looked at Jiang Luoyu's smiling lips and provocative eyes, followed Raising his eyebrows, he turned around and stretched his body: "Pavilion master, why not come and try as much as you want, Hao will take all of it."

"That's what you said."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Hao felt his eyes go dark, and then the wound was squeezed lightly, and there was a slight pain. The man lowered his head on his body, and those black jade-like eyes looked straight at the wound. He: "Even so, is it okay?"

"Your servant is at the command of the emperor." Murong Hao looked into his eyes, after a long time he suddenly let out a long breath, and whispered in his ear, "The injury is serious at this time, I will be slaughtered by you."

Jiang Luoyu raised his eyebrows, obviously very happy to hear this: "Then, this hall will not hesitate to use the sword."

The bed curtain was blown by the breeze outside the half-open window, and the fragrance in the room slowly dissipated after the water agarwood was burned out. The person took out his own headband in his hand, and just as he was about to raise his hand to tie his hair, his fingers were held by another person.

Feeling the man's warm fingers skillfully tied the hair tie behind her head, and then hugged herself with her arms, the blush on Jiang Luoyu's face faded a little, and he heard his low voice: "Today's white What the lady said is right, if you go back too late, it will damage your reputation—you just entered the imperial capital, it is better to restrain your edge and wait for your prey."

"That's good." Jiang Luoyu leaned in his arms, and changed her posture when she heard the words, ignoring his injuries, her jade-like eyes were half-opened and half-closed, as if a little tired, but more intense Xingyi said, "I'll take you back in person before evening, so you'll have nothing to say."

No one spoke in the room, but those arms hugged him even tighter.