The lady of a good match

A gust of night wind blew, and Xi Xie disappeared in place. Jing Mo stood there in contemplation for a while, looked back, and jumped lightly to hide.

When Linchuan came here, he knew that someone had come and left, but it was not easy for him to investigate this deserted forest by himself. He looked around and frowned. If he couldn't find any clues, he might not be at peace all the way back. up.

Jing Mo hid in the dark and looked at Linchuan, secretly thinking that Yan Qingyang's people would be useful, if he hadn't acted just now, would Linchuan be able to protect Wei Shuhan?How much power does the seriously injured Wei Shuhan have left?

He really wanted to test Wei Shuhan once, but he didn't dare to take the risk. If it weren't for him, the dart would have cut off not the candle but Wei Shuhan's neck. He admitted that Wei Shuhan was very strong, but now he is seriously injured I'm afraid that an ordinary killer can kill him, let alone a one-in-a-million bounty hunter like Zhen.

Seeing the blood seal the throat, the gods can't save it.

Lin Chuan went back and forth to check around and returned without success, and Jing Mo also disappeared after he left.

After the assassination incident, Wei Shuhan was on alert all the way, but half a month later, his injuries healed a lot, but the situation was calm, there was no more assassin, and he left the Northland smoothly. Of course, Wei Shuhan didn't plan to tell Yan Qing about the assassination, so as not to worry him.

However, even Lin Chuan knows that it is not normal for a hunter to give up after one failed assassination. Most hunting contracts are determined by life and death. affected.

Wei Shuhan originally thought that the killer who was able to avoid being discovered by the hidden guards should come from Zhen. Immortality is the usual principle of Zhen's bounty hunters, but now he is not sure, maybe it is the masters of other organizations. , or there were some special circumstances in Zhen that caused such a change.

If it was an accidental miss that night, then there should be other actions after so many days. I was not assassinated in my previous life. Could it be that someone with good intentions saw that Yan Qing treated him well and wanted to get rid of it in advance to prevent it from happening? he?

Winter plum winter snow is a sign that Fusang City has officially entered winter. In the large garden of Yan Mansion, several red plum trees are competing to bloom under the white snow. Yan Qing stands by the window sill of the study and looks out. With green bamboo leaves and a pot of good tea and some snacks, it is indescribably comfortable.

The green in the yard is covered with a thin layer of snow, which looks a bit chilly.

Yan Qing was a little dazed looking at the once extremely familiar scene outside, it was another winter, he was reborn for half a year, and he had done a lot of things.

"Master, it's very cold by the window, you'd better close it and sit down."

Chen Xiang poured him a glass of wine and brought it over. After practicing martial arts this year, the young master has become much stronger. In previous years, he was probably lying on the bed at this time.

"It's okay, I won't be like before..."

Yan Qing smiled, sipped half a glass of wine and her body became much warmer, she continued to look outside and asked without turning her head:

"Chen Xiang, what day is today?"

Chen Xiang closed the window slightly and replied:

"Today is the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is your birthday, young master. The young lady said that he will come back on your birthday."

Yan Qing curled her lips and muttered in a low voice: "That's right... I don't know if I can catch up."

There has been no news these days, so who knows where he is, it would be great if he can catch up.

Chen Xiang smiled: "Since the young lady has said it, you should believe him. You are counting the days, and the young lady is also counting. He may be more anxious to come back than you."

Careful thinking was punctured, Yan Qing had an embarrassing expression and denied it with some annoyance: "I didn't count the days."

Turning around and sitting down beside the charcoal stove, he was just worried that Wei Shuhan would go on the road with injuries, and the cold weather would not cause the root cause of his illness.

Chen Xiang smiled and said nothing, this young master was very frank when the young lady just left home, and he didn't deny his worries, but now that he is coming back soon, he becomes arrogant again, it doesn't matter if he is frank, they won't tell the truth.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, Ying Li hurried in from the outside, patted the snow on his shoulder:

"Young master, there is a prince asking to see you outside the back door."

"Prince?" Yan Qing was puzzled, "Which family?"

There are quite a few princes with the surname Wang of Fusang City, but he doesn’t seem to be on good terms with him. He seldom goes out and doesn’t have many friends. For other princes, most of them know him, but he doesn’t know them. It's because he's buried in his studies, and now he doesn't want to talk to him. People of his age, who have some family background, either study or prepare to take over the family business, or start to spend their lives like Yan Minghuan.

Chen Xiang was also puzzled:

"As the saying goes, a gentleman does not go through the back door. What is the reason for this prince to leave the door and ask the young master to pick him up at the back door?"

Ying Li shook his head:

"I don't know either. He is in a carriage. The attendant who sent the message said that although the attendant is dressed in ordinary clothes, he doesn't look like an ordinary person."

"Is that so..." Yan Qing frowned, "Okay, I'll go see him, Chen Xiang, and add some charcoal to the stove."

After speaking, he put on a coat and went out with Ying Li. Along the way, Yan Qing racked his brains but couldn't figure out that he still had an old friend named Wang who came to visit in this weather, let alone now, never in his previous life...

Yan Qing followed Yingli directly to the back door of the Yan Mansion. Under the tall magnolia tree outside the door was a carriage that was rented from an inn. There was a tall man wearing a gray cloak and a bamboo hat sitting on the driver's seat. , even if it is just sideways, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary coachman, and he must be the messenger.

The people on the carriage heard the movement and looked over. Yan Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw his face. Such a low-key and inconspicuous carriage and attire were really not easy to recognize, but he recognized the person, and it was actually in the palace. Xiao Yunmu, the imperial commander of the Imperial Forest Army, then there is no need to guess who this prince is.

Wang, it is a surname that fits the status.

Yan Qing had never met Xiao Yunmu in this life, so he was stunned for a moment and then walked forward as if he didn't know anything.

Xiao Yunmu got out of the car, and said to the people in the car: "Master, Second Master Yan has come out."

"Ah."

The people in the car responded in a low voice, and got off the carriage after a while.

Yan Qing took a deep breath. The man in front of him who was dressed like an ordinary rich man was not Feng Jingyi, the emperor of the dynasty, and who else. , now Dijun's spirit is much better than when we met before, it seems that the old disease has been eradicated, and he looks even more handsome and handsome.