Thousands of years

back room.Xue Canzi whispered to me: "Zhan Zhao, I can tell you to treat my apprentice well. If I find out about bullying her, I will use poisonous insects that are more powerful than Heart-eating Gu on you."

A chill came up from the soles of my feet, and I nodded solemnly.

"Besides," he leaned close to my ear and whispered: "If you are anxious to go back and marry her, you must remember that Ruoqing's body is still weak, so you must control the bed curtain thing, understand?"

My face suddenly became hot like a fire, and I turned my head away uncomfortably.

"I'm telling you the truth, you must remember." Xue Canzi said very seriously, I just nodded slightly.

At this time, Ruoqing stepped forward and asked strangely, "What's wrong? Zhan Zhao, why is your face so red?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, if you want to go, go quickly, I want to eat my fish." Xue Canzi dropped these words and ignored us, striding towards the door.

I took Ruoqing's hand and went out, but she still didn't give up and asked: "What did my master say to you just now, did you blush like that?"

"It's nothing, he wants me to treat you well." The heat on my face still hasn't subsided, and I dare not look into her eyes.

"Oh," she nodded as if she understood, and quickly realized, and continued to ask: "No, why are you blushing, it looks like a boiled shrimp?" Seeing that I didn't answer, she stopped. He stopped, shook my hand, and muttered: "Say it quickly, Zhan Zhao, what did he talk to you about?" There was a posture that I would not leave unless you said it.

I finally chuckled from the bottom of my heart, thanking God, my girl who loves to be coquettish, playful, and inquisitive about everything is finally back. I stepped forward and picked her up without any explanation, and walked all the way down the mountain regardless of her unreasonable troubles.

(Extra) hodgepodge ([-])

Lin Ruoqing has been very upset recently, very upset. Her family, Zhan Zhao, has been away from home every day, and often goes to the big brothels and Chu houses in the capital, although she is absolutely assured of her husband's character.But staying at home alone every day, with nothing to do, it is inevitable that you will think wildly. Every day, what you think about is the scene of those scantily dressed women in the brothel rushing towards Zhan Zhao. She knows that her husband is infinitely charming. Women in brothels She has no restraint at all, and she can imagine that she starts to worry every day that Mo of her family will be eaten tofu.

So every night when Zhan Zhao came home, the first thing Lin Ruoqing did was to pull him under the shadow of the lamp and inspect him carefully from hair to clothes, from face to neck. Come and smell it, is there any reason why she doesn't know why she is so cautious?Every time I don’t point out and let her mess around, I take this opportunity to close my eyes and sort out the train of thought of the brothel murder case that happened in the capital recently. Four brothel women were killed in three consecutive days. In his own room, after the inspection, it should be raped and murdered after being stunned. So far, there is no clue, and it is another headache case.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhan Zhao opened his eyes, and Lin Ruoqing's small face approached him, and said with a smirk.

"I didn't think about anything." Zhan Zhao withdrew his thoughts, and looked at Lin Ruoqing with a smile on his face: "Miss, have you checked? Did your husband pass the test today?"

Lin Ruoqing stretched out her hand to push him lightly, pouted and said, "Humph, you've passed the test." After nearly a year of marriage, Lin Ruoqing's body has become much plumper than before, and her face has become increasingly rosy. With a mature charm, Zhan Zhao looked at her plump lips, moved in his heart, couldn't help but bowed his head and pecked lightly, then reached out and put his arms around her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's getting late, I'm a husband Tired all day, how about we go to bed?"

"Hey, Zhan Zhao, did you really go to the brothel to investigate? Why don't you even have a scent of makeup?" Lin Ruoqing couldn't help asking while walking.

"That's because the husband has great skills, and they can't even get close to him." Zhan Zhao said quite proudly.

Lin Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him, curled her lips and said, "Just blow it."

The shadow of red candles in the house moved, and Zhan Zhao's hearty laughter came.

But after a few days, Zhan Zhao couldn’t laugh anymore. Murders are still happening, and there are no clues to the murderer. There are hundreds of brothels in the capital, and Kaifeng’s manpower is limited. It’s impossible to keep an eye on every one of them. In the middle of the night, she asked someone to bring a letter to Lin Ruoqing, and she stayed in Kaifeng mansion.As a result, the resentment in Lin Ruoqing's heart became even worse. Although there were servants and maids at home, she still felt scared at night. The shaking of the tree shadows outside the window could make her have many associations. She could only cover her head and hide in the bed, thinking wildly until Finally, I was too sleepy to fall asleep.

After a few days, Lin Ruoqing finally couldn't hold back the full of longing anymore, and ran to the Kaifeng mansion with dark circles under her eyes, but she still couldn't find Zhan Zhao's figure, but she heard more about the case that she knew about before. Knowing the complexity of the case, she couldn't help feeling worried and distressed for Zhan Zhao, and at the same time secretly annoyed that she couldn't help Zhan Zhao.

Back home, Lin Ruoqing began to think about what she could do to help Zhan Zhao. Since the cases were all against brothel women, the murderer must have hated brothel women very much. question?Unable to figure it out, even thinking about it, Lin Ruoqing couldn't help being agitated, so she informed the maid Xiao Cui, and wandered out of the house by herself.

At this moment, when the lights are on, the capital is bustling with people everywhere, and vendors of all kinds are hawking hard.Lin Ruoqing, however, was absent-minded, looking around, hoping to find Zhan Zhao's shadow, and unknowingly found that she had come to Liuxiang, the famous flower street in the capital.

Lin Ruoqing looked at the woman with heavy make-up who was being escorted to the door, and she suddenly felt curious and excited. She had been in the Northern Song Dynasty for a few years, but she had never been to this brothel that every time-traveling girl must come to.Is it really what you imagined?The more I thought about it, the more curious I became, and I finally found a high-sounding reason for myself. Maybe I can find some clues for Zhan Zhao to solve the case here?So she made up her mind to do what she said, and went to a clothing store to buy a men's suit for herself, put her hair on top of her head, and touched her earlobe. Then he got a fan for himself in a decent manner, and walked towards a brothel called Ningxianglou with the fan behind his back. Before he reached the door, he found a small group of government servants passing by on the street, and the leader was Zhao. Tiger, Lin Ruoqing quickly retracted her neck, covered her face with a fan, and after they passed by, stuck out her tongue, and quickly slipped into the Ningxiang Tower.

Because she was walking too fast, Lin Ruoqing collided with the opposite person, and a pungent scent of powder came to her face, almost knocking Lin Ruoqing unconscious. She quickly covered her nose, and a very sweet voice came from her ear: " Yo, this young man is so impatient. But is there a girl you know waiting for you?"

"Cough cough." Lin Ruoqing covered her mouth with her hands and coughed dryly twice, so as to cover up the slight uneasiness in her heart.Then he smiled at the bustard as relaxed as possible, and said, "May I let Xiaosheng sit down first?"

"Oh? Okay, okay." The procuress, who was wearing a bright red dress with a face so thick that she couldn't tell her age, beckoned Lin Ruoqing to sit down with a charming smile on her face.

Goosebumps came out on Lin Ruoqing's body just for a while, and after being lured by the old bustard to sit down at the table, she took a deep breath, reminded herself to be calm, picked up the teacup on the table and pretended to drink tea, but her big eyes were not She kept looking around, seeing that it didn't matter, Lin Ruoqing felt that her face was on fire, she swallowed, turned her eyes away, and thought: What is this all about?Men and women with disheveled clothes, cuddling and hugging, drinking and teasing, those words are not pleasant to the ears, after making up their minds, they will not let her family Zhan Zhao come here again, they will learn bad things, and then they have to go to the brothel to investigate the case by themselves Come for him.

"Young master, you came to our Ningxiang Tower just to drink tea, right?" Seeing Lin Ruoqing's eyes flashed with suspicion, the old bustard said impatiently.

"Ah? I..." Lin Ruoqing was a little stuck, she rolled her eyes, and suddenly thought that she hadn't offered the food that was eaten everywhere in ancient and modern China and abroad, and that would definitely stop the old bustard's mouth.

Lin Ruoqing took out an ingot of silver from her sleeve, weighed it, put it on the table, squinted at the old bustard, and sure enough, the old bustard's eyes were shining brightly, and the way she looked at Lin Ruoqing was different from before. She took the silver and smiled Said: "Sir, if you need anything, just say it."

"I just want to look around at your place, can it work?" Lin Ruoqing said with a smile, shaking her fan.

"All right, of course." Seeing that the money was so easy to earn, the old bustard happily agreed, then turned around and ordered a turtle slave beside him to lead Lin Ruoqing around.

Hodgepodge ([-])

Guinu led Lin Ruoqing up to the second floor. The second floor is a single room. From time to time, the sound of singing, piano and laughter can be heard in the room, mixed with indistinct panting sounds. Some even didn't close the door. With a blushing face, he walked around with the tortoise slave, covering his face with the fan in his hand, only his eyes were exposed, curious and shy in his heart, he couldn't help secretly regretting why he ran to this place in a flash of brain, probably Zhan Zhao would scold her to death if he knew.

When the second floor came to the end, the tortoise slave wanted to lead her up to the third floor, Lin Ruoqing called to stop him, and was just about to tell him that there was no need to go up, when suddenly a shrill voice came from upstairs: "Killer! Killer!" Immediately afterwards, a masked man in black jumped down from the stairs, knocked the tortoise slave to the ground vigorously, and ran downstairs.

Lin Ruoqing came back to her senses from the daze, and walked towards the black man.