Huamo

Xidu collapsed on the table of the soft couch, looked at his full harvest with satisfaction, and began to count one by one on the soft couch.

"Young Master, Ying'er is here to add some charcoal to your fire." Ying'er's gentle voice sounded from outside the door.

"Okay." Lian Heng replied, and continued to fiddle with the things he bought freshly.

Ying'er walked in lightly and filled the stove with enough charcoal fire, and also added the herbal medicine of Ningshen. After a while, the room was warm and filled with a pleasant smell of medicine.

"By the way, Ying'er, let Uncle Mo and Uncle Feng come over." Lian Heng suddenly ordered.

"Yes." Ying'er nodded and left the room.

Not long after, Mo Qiaozhi and Feng Yang entered, and after saluting, Lian Heng said: "Uncle Feng will bring some people with Jinting and the others to Xilin Pagoda to catch ghosts tonight."

"Huh?" Feng Yang was a little surprised.

"Go and see what tricks Jinting can come up with." Lian Heng sneered.

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

"Then Uncle Mo and I went to investigate separately." Lian Heng continued, "Following those people can't find anything."

"Yes, this subordinate obeys." Mo Qiaozhi nodded and said.

"Ah! By the way, where is Master?" Lian Heng asked anxiously.

"Mr. will pass through the canal outside the city tonight and head south." Mo Qiaozhi replied.

"Okay." Lian Heng's eyes darkened slightly, he spread out a bunch of gadgets in front of him, picked up one of the rattles and handed it to Feng Yang, and said with a smile, "Uncle Feng, this is for your child."

"Thank you, young master." Feng Yang took it, feeling a little strange.

"I went shopping all day today and bought a lot of things, let's play with your children." Lian Heng laughed dumbfoundedly and explained.

"Master, let's rest for a while, there is still some time for ion time." Mo Qiaozhi said distressedly.

"Well, you guys go to rest too." Lian Heng yawned and said.

"Subordinates retire."

After Mo Qiaozhi saluted Feng Yang, he left the room, and Lian Heng was the only one left in the room, sitting alone on the soft couch, staring at the pile of gadgets, fascinated, completely distraught Chic and suave this morning.

"Master?" Ying'er walked into the room and saw Lian Heng sitting there with a lonely expression on his face.

"Ah." Lian Heng's eyes were dull, and he opened his mouth to reply.

"Who is the young master missing?" Ying'er asked casually.

"I miss Master." Lian Heng said bluntly, and the sadness all over his body became more and more obvious.

"Master, you can go to bed, think about it every day and dream at night, maybe you can see Mr. Yun in your dreams." Ying'er smiled softly and said.

Lian Heng pulled the quilt on her body, and said sadly: "I can't sleep..."

"Rub Ying'er's head for the young master, and he will soon fall asleep." Ying'er smiled confidently.

Lian Heng seemed to believe it or not, but he lay down obediently and covered himself with the quilt.

Ying'er stepped forward and sat on the edge of the soft couch, pressing Lian Heng's temples with her slender fingertips, massaging and rubbing purely with gentle force, and the soothing medicine in the room can really make Lian Heng's restless and troubled heart Settle down and soon become drowsy.

"Master..."

Muttering drowsily, there are countless longings and love hidden in the words, like the continuous night rain outside the window, until the night gets darker, the drizzle at the end of winter stops, and the white snow falls Landing on the ground, the moonlight hazes the hometown, and the whole Wuwu City falls into a deep sleep.

official ship.

Twelve official ships sailed southward on the moonlit river.

Missing warms into wind, blows the ripples of the river, and against the clear moonlight, shines into Liren's dream, making lovesickness meet and become lingering.The lonely figure by the window raised his head to gaze at Xilu, the long rivers and mountains, the invisible and intangible lovesickness.

"Report to your lord, Mr. Sima asks to see you."

The rough sound of the report brought An Xuansu back to his senses, and calmly put the little wooden man in his hand back into his sleeve, turned around, calm and composed, and his strategizing posture seemed to be above all living beings.

"Let him in." He said lightly.

"Yes, please, Mr. Sima."

"Thank you." Sima Guo bowed his head and walked into the room.

Casting a magic barrier without leaving any traces to prevent the wall from having ears, Sima Guo walked up to An Xuansu and saluted: "Sir, there is news from the other end."

"Is it the young master?" An Xuansu pursed his lips and said anxiously.

"Yes, the young master sent a letter saying that he should arrive in Jeju a few days later." Sima Guo said respectfully.

"Why?" An Xuansu frowned.

"The young master is currently in the city of Wu, and it just so happens that the city is haunted by ghosts, the young master intends to find out." Sima Guo reported in an orderly manner, "In addition, the young master rescued the dying Xiao Yining in the city of Wu, and now Xiao Yining Just recuperate in Baiyeju."

"Is the haunting a conspiracy or a prank?"

"The haunting is about the extermination of Nangongyi's family more than ten years ago. According to witnesses, it was Nangongyi's lonely soul who came to complain." Sima Guo replied, "Therefore, the young master wants to find out."

"Well, what's going on with Xiao Yining?" An Xuansu nodded and continued to ask.

"The young master came across Xiao Yining who was covered in wounds and lost his memory in the suburbs of Muwu, so he brought him back to Baiyeju." Sima Guo said.

"Xiao Yining should have an unknown connection with Jin Ting." An Xuansu began to think deeply, pacing up and down.

"I don't know if sir has any news to convey to the young master?"

"Let him handle the matter of Wucheng with peace of mind, and be careful in everything." An Xuansu instructed.

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

"By the way, is that matter properly arranged?" An Xuansu said expressionlessly.

"The arrangements have been made, and we can start tonight." Sima Guo said seriously.

"Do it naturally and don't make people suspicious."

"Yes."

"Where is Gongsun Yu?"

"When my subordinate came over, I saw him talking with Chu Piao on the deck."

"Well, you go and arrange things." An Xuansu waved his hand and said.

"Subordinates retire."

When An Xuansu walked out of the cabin, he felt that the moonlight was bright tonight, and the river wind was cold but he didn't feel dry and shaved. He should be in a good mood, but when his eyes fell on the figure on the deck, a sharp murderous intent broke through the ice, almost Wanting to twist the royal family into pieces.

But it's coming soon, An Xuansu smiled coldly, Gongsun Yu and Gongsun Jing will be sacrifices to his Ye family in a short time.

After straightening out his clothes, he raised a warm smile, like a treacherous god of death in the dark night, An Xuansu saluted and said, "Second Prince."

"Lord An." Gongsun Yu looked at An Xuansu who was walking slowly in surprise.

"It's late at night, isn't your lord still resting?" An Xuansu smiled gently.

"I was tired from reading just now, so I just came out to get some air." Gongsun Yu looked studious and inquisitive, "This is the first time for this king to go to disaster relief. I hope Lord An will give you some advice."

"Don't dare to do it, I will try my best to serve the people." An Xuansu is modest and polite, "The most important thing in disaster relief is the aspirations of the people. If the prince can personally do everything and share the joys and sorrows with the people, the people will remember it in their hearts."

"Da An has a high position and authority but a kind heart. He is even more handsome. There should be many women admiring him." Gongsun Yu smiled maliciously, which seemed to be a joke and a temptation.

"Nowadays, there are frequent national disasters, and I dare not talk about my children's personal affairs." An Xuansu replied calmly.

"The so-called self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and peace of the world." Gongsun Yu shook his head and said, "Master An should think about the Qi family now."

"My lord's words seem to have a deep meaning." An Xuansu said meaningfully.

"My lord, my little daughter Gongsun Wei and Lord An are quite a match. It would be a great thing if we can get married." Gongsun Yu said with a smile on his face.

An Xuansu frowned slightly when he heard the words, the other party made it clear that they would tie the two of them on the same boat as in-laws... This matter is not a bad thing for him, I'm afraid Heng will be angry.

"Your Majesty An, there is no need to refuse in a hurry, just think about it." Gongsun Yu added.

As soon as the words fell, there were a few bursts of "crawling" water sounds accompanied by fluorescent lights and swords, and more than a dozen men in black emerged from the water, flying up into the air and charging towards the two on the deck with murderous intent.

"There are assassins—"

The guard roared in horror, and the soldiers on the ship stepped forward to meet the enemy.For a moment, more than a dozen menacing black-clothed killers fought inhumanely on the boat like hungry wolves rushing for food. Flesh and blood flew all over the place, and the blood flowed five steps, targeting Gongsun Yu alone.

"Come here, protect the prince!" An Xuansu also shouted, and quickly retreated behind the soldier's shield with Gongsun Yu.

"What happened?!" Chu Piao and Sima Guo also ran out of the cabin, and when they came out, they were slaughtered by swords, lights and swords. They looked at each other and took up their swords to join the battle.

Holding the sharp sword, Chu Piao fell to Gongsun Yu and An Xuansu's side to protect him. He frowned and asked, "My lord, are you alright?"

"It's better to catch someone alive." An Xuansu said calmly.

"Okay." Chu Piao nodded, and immediately stepped forward to wrap around the martial arts killer in black.

And this Gongsun Yu looked at the black-clothed killer coldly, and had a few clear thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, for some reason, someone pushed his back, and he rushed himself out of the protective circle. Nakedly exposed in the battle situation of the black-clothed killer, a gray sword shadow flew over, and it was about to hit Gongsun Yu's heart directly.

Gongsun Yu had already been so frightened that his legs became weak and he couldn't move. At the very moment, Chu Piao flew up, and the sharp sword in his hand accurately blocked the black-clothed killer's move, and counterattacked.

There was a mess on the deck, the ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing, mixed with the wailing of soldiers being beheaded, the flames were everywhere, and even a black-clothed killer could not be brought to justice after fighting for a long time, the disparity in strength was too great .