shadow guard couple

Nanmen Ming, who slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the wine jars all over the floor with his head dizzy, and shook his head. This is the consequence of a hangover.Sitting up and taking a look at his body, his eyes darkened, he shook his cloak, picked up the clothes on the ground, put on the clothes, used lightness kung fu, and returned to the room, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t remember last night But there is one thing Nanmen Ming can be sure of, that gentle feeling is not wrong, but who is that person?

Ying San returned to the room, lay down on the bed and fell asleep soundly, and soon developed a high fever, the temperature was so high that it could scald people, and it was Ying Liu who had made friends with Ying San and found something wrong, so he sent him to the medicine department for treatment.

"Come here, this pavilion is mainly for bathing." After saying that, a group of maids filed in and prepared their supplies. Nanmen sat in the bathtub and closed his eyes. Thinking back to what happened last night, he felt suspicious. who?for what purpose.

After taking a bath, Nanmen Ming stood up, changed his clothes, put on a black robe, and walked out of the room, frowning, "Ying San, where are you?"

Heiying skipped by, knelt down and replied, "Master, Yingsan was sent to the medicine school for treatment. Recently, his subordinate is following you, and his subordinate is Yingsix."

Nanmen Ming frowned slightly, expressing dissatisfaction, Xiao Shi fell down after being punished?With such a weak physique, how can I stay in Yingmen? It seems that Yingmen needs to be rectified, and Nanmen Ming has an even worse impression of Yingsan. "

Ying Liu bowed his head and replied, "This subordinate understands." After saying that, he disappeared into the darkness.

After watching Ying San and resting for two days, the fever subsided, and the trace-like gap between the legs made the medicine man who applied the medicine to Ying San wonder for a while, this injury...

Three days later, Ying San returned to the hidden place behind Nanmen Ming, and Nanmen Ming said to Ying San who was hiding in the dark, "Follow me to Ningluo Villa, and leave immediately."

After preparing the horse, Nanmen Ming jumped on the horse, followed by several guards, and galloped away.

Several people rushed to the foot of Ningluo Villa in less than two days without stopping, but Nanmen Ming was not in a hurry to go up, but stayed at an inn at the foot of the mountain.

The streets were bustling with each other, the yelling of hawkers, and the approaching of a black carriage made the common people talk about it.

"This is the young man's wife? I heard that this man is entangled with the young man. It's really shameless. It's unheard of for a man to marry a man." The old man in common clothes stared at the carriage. Said.

A poor scholar wearing a patched but neat and simple long gown, "Longyang's goodness, his habit of breaking his sleeves, is to refute the ethics of the sky, but he still wants to make a fuss. The young owner is confused, really confused, no, I'm sorry." You can't just watch the young owner do stupid things." After speaking, he was about to walk in the direction of the villa, but when he was about to walk, he was held back by the old man.

Silently said, "You poor scholar, do you want to die? Last time, someone from the Jianghu said that he was a male favorite, and since then he disappeared without a trace. Only a young scholar can stop you? Don't die in vain. I don't know yet"

The scholar blushed, couldn't hold back the words "It's really absurd, you are so confused" for a while, then shook his sleeves and left. "Ying San, bring the man in the carriage," Nanmen Ming said quietly in the room.

"Yes, master." Ying San jumped down from the inn and stopped in front of the carriage.

"Huh!" The driver hastily pulled the reins, wanted to yell at the person blocking him, but when he saw Ying San wearing a hideous mask, he didn't look like someone to provoke at first glance, so he swallowed back what he was about to say.

"You boy, if you hit the young master, I can't spare you." A book boy opened the curtain and cursed at the boy.

"Someone is blocking in front, so I just..." Ying San interrupted their conversation before the servant could finish speaking.

"My lord, our master is here to invite you," Ying San stood in front of the carriage and said in a cold voice.

A white and slender hand stretched out to lift the curtain, the voice was like jade, and said softly, "Okay, please lead the way." Dressed in a white dress, the scholar's gentle breath, the face is like cream, the eyes are like lacquer, and the jade crown pulls up the long black hair , quite a sense of a gentleman like jade.

After getting off the carriage, Ying San was in front, followed by him. When they arrived at the inn, facing Nanmen Ming who was sitting on the chair, he knelt down on one knee, "Master, take me here." Behind Men Ming.

"Murong Qi is very lucky to have such a blue face, but this marriage is very close at hand. If you don't invite me, a good friend, you are not enough friends." Eyebrows raised, black eyes rolled, and the aura of calmness and prestige abruptly overwhelmed him. The legs of the book boy following him were trembling from the fright, but the eyeballs of Yingsan behind him moved a little, otherwise they would have thought it was a statue.

"You are Qi's friend, could it be the one from Mingyou Pavilion?" A misty and warm voice sounded.

His words hit the mark, and he was indeed a smart person. He smiled lazily, "Oh? You guessed it. I think you also know the purpose of my visit. Then I will trouble you to stay here for one night."

The book boy wanted to muster up the courage to stop him, but he was stopped, and with a chuckle, "Okay", Su Suzhi went to the guest room with the book boy.

"Ying San, go and send a letter to Murong Qi." Nanmen Ming's low and magnetic voice reached Ying San's ears, causing slight ripples, and passed a note to Ying San.

"Of order, master" took the note and disappeared before Nanmen Ming's eyes. Nanmen Ming half-closed his eyes, smiled evilly, and said to himself, you can escape on the first day of the junior high school but not on the fifteenth day, so I don't believe it. People, can they hide in that Zhuangzi and not come out?

In the evening, the night was dark and the wind was high, a round of bright moon hung in the sky, and a dark shadow passed over the roof.

"Shhhhhhh" a flying knife was inserted into Murong Qi's study, awakening Murong Qi, he reacted, and quickly chased him out, looking around, no one was there, he darkened his eyes, hurried back to the room, pulled out the plug in the room Seeing the contents of the note inside, his face turned pale with shock, and he was instantly anxious. He used his lightness kung fu to rush towards the direction pointed by the note.