lord and beauty

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When Tan Qiu and Jiang Beimu walked out of Jiang's Mansion, it was already late, and the lights in Sifang City were brightly lit. It may be that the Spring Festival is coming, and there are more people going out at night. The night markets on both sides of the street are bustling, and there are endless hawkers. Absolutely.

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Beimu walked out of Xiaohezhuang with Tan Qiu, and saw the coachman driving the carriage to the two of them.

"Let's go for a stroll, you haven't hung out with me yet." Tan Qiu tugged at Jiang Beimu's arm, his eyes blinked pitifully, making it impossible to refuse.

Jiang Beimu thought for a while, then nodded slightly in response, and waved to the coachman to go back first, and then the coachman drove his horse into the back streets and alleys, and drove back to Jiang's mansion.

Tan Qiu held Jiang Beimu's hand contentedly, and the two walked towards the night market. Red lights hung high on both sides of the street, and the branches were decorated with red silk. They swayed gently in the night wind, accompanied by the children on the street. The sound of laughing and running is very festive.

"What does the master do in the capital?" Tan Qiu is actually not hungry. At this moment, he and Jiang Beimu are visiting the night market hand in hand. Even though the surroundings are extremely noisy, his heart is very sweet. If he can continue to play hand in hand with Jiang Beimu like this, It's not impossible.

However, Jiang Beimu also seemed to let out a breath of stale breath that had been stagnant for many years. Looking at the dazzling array of stalls on both sides of the street, his heart was light, "I didn't do anything, I just learned some martial arts and showed people the door."

"Isn't the janitor too condescending!" Tan Qiu heard a little regretful, "Master is so good at kung fu, he must have been very good back then."

Jiang Beimu smiled slightly, and said with his hands behind his back: "There are many powerful people, and Yuan Chao has no shortage of powerful people."

Tan Qiu muttered in a low voice, "The master is also the most powerful."

Tan Qiu's heart is like a mirror, he is very narrow-minded, even if a hero who is the best in the world stands in front of him, he can pick out all kinds of faults that are not as good as Jiang Beimu, in his heart, Jiang Beimu is the most powerful , not just his martial arts.

More often, it was Jiang Beimu's calmness that the mountain collapsed before him, as if the sky was falling, as long as he was by Jiang Beimu's side, he would not be afraid.

This sense of security properly made up for the piece of land in his heart, but...it would be better if Jiang Beimu was willing to get closer.

Tan Qiu became a little distressed after thinking about it. Does Jiang Beimu not like men? It's not unreasonable to think so, after all, Jiang Beimu once had a child with a woman.

If Jiang Beimu just likes women, that's all right, as long as he doesn't reject himself, then Tan Qiu can live in peace, and he's afraid of it.

Jiang Beimu still has the baby's mother in his heart.

At least in Tan Qiu's opinion, if he didn't love someone, he wouldn't choose to have a child with her.

So what happened between her and Jiang Beimu.

This thought sprung up like mushrooms after a rain in Tan Qiu's mind, and he felt a little depressed every time he thought about it.

Jiang Beimu has been in the capital for so many years, could she be a girl from the capital?

Tan Qiu held Jiang Beimu's arm in one hand, and walked forward with his eyes fixed on his feet. He didn't even hear Jiang Beimu shout.

"Tan Qiu?" Jiang Beimu stopped. Seeing Tan Qiu still walking forward recklessly, he wanted to laugh, so he had no choice but to grab his sleeve and stop him.

"Ah?" Tan Qiu suddenly pulled back his thoughts, blinked and looked at Jiang Beimu.

"What are you thinking?"

"I..." Tan Qiu felt guilty when he was asked, and hurriedly typed, "I was just thinking, what is the capital like? I haven't been to the capital yet..."

"The capital city is no different from this Sifang city, it's just bigger." Jiang Beimu replied calmly, and continued to walk forward.

Tan Qiu pursed his lips and licked his slightly dry lips, and stuck behind Jiang Beimu, his fingertips were entangled with each other. After a while, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Are the women in the capital pretty?"

"The capital is a place of wealth and wealth. One side of the water and soil nourishes the other side." Jiang Beimu avoided the oncoming crowd, and replied, "It's like the flower bud, how you raise it, it will grow, how do you want it to bloom?" How gorgeous the flowers are, how much effort you have to pour into them."

"Although the flowers raised in the flower garden are gorgeous and eye-catching, they are often pruned into specific shapes. They are not as graceful and graceful as the flowers that grow freely outside the flower garden, with a natural vitality .”

Tan Qiu listened halfway absent-mindedly, his mind was full of entanglement with the wife's wife.I wanted to ask again, but I was afraid that the result of the question would not be what I wanted.

It just seems that there are two villains tug of war in his mind, you come and I go evenly matched.

"How about eating here?" Jiang Beimu stopped in front of a restaurant, Tan Qiu reluctantly withdrew his thoughts, looked up, and saw that the restaurant had three floors, brightly lit, and the walking figure could be faintly seen through the window outside. The shadows are very lively.

"It's all right, I'll listen to you." Tan Qiu responded obediently, and walked into the building with Jiang Beimu.

The building is full of people, and there is a lot of applause between the cups and cups. There is a lotus flower platform in the middle of the hall, and a woman is sitting in the middle, holding a pipa, covered with tulle, and is singing a cappella, babbling and singing in Wu dialect. It's a minor tune, but it's a pity that it was overwhelmed by the shouts from the wine table.

The waiter in the store stepped forward enthusiastically, "Who are the guest officers? Take a nap or have a meal?"

"Two, eat." Jiang Beimu nodded slightly.

Xiaoer hurriedly responded, "Okay, the guest rooms on the first floor are already full, and there are still a few tables by the window on the second floor."

"Let's go to the second floor, please lead the way." Jiang Beimu turned sideways and waved at Tan Qiu, signaling him to follow closely.

The two of them walked towards the second floor under the leadership of Xiaoer. The first and second floors of the restaurant are hollow, and there are only tables around the window on the second floor. Compared with the first floor, it is much deserted, and most of them are a family of three on the second floor Lou ordered some food and wine, talked and laughed, and had a good time.

Tan Qiu chose a seat with no one in the front and back, the window was facing the street of the night market, and he could see travelers juggling. It was after dinner, and the crowd was full of people standing in front of the performing arts stage. The men held their children on their shoulders, Cheers continued.

Jiang Beimu sat down and ordered a few dishes, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"I can do it, just a little less, it's too much to eat." Tan Qiuben didn't care what to eat, and said casually after hearing the words.

Jiang Beimu agreed, and the Xiao Er at the side wrote it down and served a pot of tea with a smile, "You two's food and drink will be ready soon." After saying that, he trotted downstairs.

"The crispy salted duck in this store is delicious, and there are Yangchun noodles." Jiang Beimu raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and one of the cups was handed to Tan Qiu, who replied "Mmmm" twice, He kept looking out of the window, half of his face was bathed in the gentle yellow light.

Jiang Beimu raised his hand and took a sip, then turned his head and followed Tan Qiu's gaze towards the street.

On the performing arts stage, a man dressed wildly and in a fur dress raised his head and screamed, holding a torch in his hand, and then he raised the hand holding the torch, and spit out wine, and the flames burst out, almost burning the front row The people were so frightened that they backed away again and again.

After a while, there was an enthusiastic applause among the people.

Tan Qiu couldn't help but let out a cry when he saw it. Jiang Beimu looked sideways, and the lights on the street fell into Tan Qiu's starry eyes.

Jiang Beimu suddenly remembered the night he met Tan Qiuchu.

Tan Qiu was sent to the room blindfolded, wearing tulle that was completely uncovered, and the crimson bed curtain covered the hustle and bustle of the outside world. Jiang Beimu only remembered talking with a merchant in the city that day. After drinking the wine from Chunlou, he was ordered by the merchant to send it back to the room, and what he saw was Tan Qiu who had been given medicine.

The desire that has not been relieved for a long time is like a beast that has opened the gate, and Tan Qiu has lost his mind due to drug torture, constantly stimulating|stimulating his nerves.

Until later, he couldn't bear it anymore and was turned into a red wave.

Jiang Beimu came back to his senses and looked at Tan Qiu's side cheek. The scar on the forehead was still very eye-catching under the cover of blue hair, and Tan Qiu was like a child attracted by novelty at this moment, his eyes were focused Staring at the juggler downstairs.

Jiang Beimu sighed softly, lowered his head and took a sip of his tea.

I still remember that after that night, when he woke up, he saw Tan Qiu's eyes full of hatred and despair, like a beast that was seriously injured and driven into a desperate situation, with that frightening determination.

"Hey." Tan Qiu didn't know what he saw, and suddenly stood up, "Look, master."

Jiang Beimu was called back to his senses, and looked in the direction of Tan Qiu's finger, and saw that among the crowded crowd, Jiang Beimu saw the distinctive figure with just one glance.

"He's the one I told you about. The person who gave me the sugar pill may be your fellow villager." Tan Qiu smiled and pointed at the tall man in the crowd. The man leaned sideways in a corner, as if he was also While watching the juggling, the black dog next to him was lying on his side, his ears moving slightly, constantly watching the passers-by.

Jiang Beimu's eyes were fixed on the black dog, and he thought for a while, "Could it be the Makino Xingyue Dog."