Peony Overlord [Rebirth]

Two days ago, Chu Xinle just woke up, Xing Yanhong didn't want to let him get out of bed, so he lay down on the couch bored.

"What are you thinking about?" When Xing Yanhong came in, Chu Xinle was so lost in thought that she didn't even realize she was lying on the couch.

Xing Yanhong stretched out one arm to put Chu Xinle under his head, and wrapped his other hand around his waist to embrace him. Chu Xinle obediently rubbed the tip of his nose against Xing Yanhong's chest, and said, "I'm thinking about what will happen."

"It seems that the body is recovering, and we have already begun to forget it." Xing Yanhong slid in along the hem of his clothes, and stroked Chu Xinle, making the person in his arms a little unbearable.

"I haven't been in the courtyard these few days. Hou Yingnan and Shi Zhenming must be looking for trouble." Chu Xinle grabbed Xing Yanhong's wanton hand, raised her eyes and glared at him. There was a clear spring in her eyes, which made Xing Yanhong stop I can't stop bowing my head and kissing again.

"Tell the third son about it." Xing Yanhong put his arms around him, feeling much more at ease.

Chu Xinle was warmed up by his embrace, and refused to leave a gap between the two of them, before saying: "Shi Zhenming has always refused to believe me, the eyeliner he put around me should come out at this time, and the courtyard Those people here are all closest to me, what do you think he will do?" Chu Xinle asked Xing Yanhong back.

Xing Yanhong thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Arrest him and threaten you."

"That's right." Chu Xinle put her arms around Xing Yanhong's neck, raised her head and kissed him on the face as a reward, and then said: "But I don't know who will catch them, Shi Zhenming or Hou Yingnan. Or the two of them hid separately."

"Leave this matter to me, and the third son will bring everyone out for you." Xing Yanhong ran his fingers along Chu Xinle's soft long hair.

"Chenfan should come back, I don't worry, let Liu Tainiu pick him up, almost tomorrow will be here," Chu Xinle said thoughtfully, "Then we will divide into two groups when the time comes, and you Someone find it and bring it out, and then find someone to tell Shi Enzehou's family about it, and I will meet them two."

"No," Xing Yanhong refused domineeringly.

Chu Xinle blinked at him in confusion, and asked, "Is my arrangement not proper?"

Xing Yanhong shook his head, sighed distressedly and said, "Don't look at me with this expression," he compromised and said, "That bastard Hou Yingnan has long harbored ill intentions towards you, so you go alone, what should you do, Saburo is worried."

"Pfft," Chu Xinle was a little unaccustomed to seeing such a tall man acting like a baby, raised her finger to caress the bridge of Xing Yanhong's straight nose, buried her head in his neck, and softly coaxed him into his ear: "Then what should I do?" , Shi Zhenming and Hou Yingnan are suspicious people, I can't let Liu Tainiu and Chenfan follow."

Xing Yanhong pulled the man out of his arms, turned him sideways, and stuck himself behind Chu Xinle, his fingers rushed in, making Chu Xinle tremble.

The two of them hadn't done work for quite a while, and these days' work was finally over, and Xing Yanhong was exhausted and had nowhere to go.

"I have a way to make them follow you as dark guards."

The next day when Chen Fan came back, he went to see Chu Xinle with Liu Tainiu. The two of them killed all the hidden guards and buried them. Who knew that another group of Shi Jiajun came out halfway, which delayed some time.

Chu Xin was happy to see that it was almost the same, so she went to the Alchemy Department to meet Hou Yingnan, and then Chen Fan came in as a secret guard to report back.

And after that...

Xing Yanhong pulled out Qingcang Saber and pointed it at Shi Zhenming.

Only then did Shi Zhenming and Hou Yingnan realize that they had been played around all along, and their murderous intentions were overflowing.

"Hou Yingnan, I will ask you one last question. If you answer well, I will save your life." Chu Xinle chuckled and asked, "Is that blood really pig blood?"

"Hahahahaha!!!" Hou Yingnan burst into laughter suddenly, he was almost insane, it turned out that from the very beginning, he was doomed to lose all moves in this game of chess, all roads had been blocked by Chu Xinle, and there was only one dead end.

"As expected of a ghost king..." Hou Yingnan sighed a little, "Yes or no, you should know it in your heart."

"Shi Zhenming, your father should have sent someone here by now. The time is coming soon. Each of these crimes is minor. Do you want to go to the dungeon with Hou Yingnan, or run away now?" Xing Yanhong The words spoken are frivolous, and the word "escape" is even more serious.

Shi Zhenming clenched his fists, he looked at Xing Yanhong wishing to cut people into pieces, he waved his hand to withdraw, but dense crowds of people had already poured in from outside the door, Lao Chen came out from the Shi family army, and took a look at Shi Zhenming Zhen Ming looked at Hou Yingnan whose hand had been cut off, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, it seems that I miscalculated, Uncle Chen's movements are faster than I thought." Xing Yanhong looked at Shi Zhenming from the beginning to the end, as if he was angry.

"Take them all away!" Old Chen ordered, and Shi Jiajun stepped forward to arrest them.

***

Xing Qingzhang didn't want to cook today, so he took Ping An out to eat. In the past few days, Master wrote to say he was busy, so he seldom came.

The hospital has been deserted recently, not only the sons of the aristocratic family, but even the refugees rarely come here, Xing Qingzhang finally got a free time, so he closed the door early, and led Ping An to a tavern not far away to prepare for some good food.

After he got dressed, he touched the dried clove in his bosom again, and only then did he laugh when he found it.

Ping An obediently grabbed Xing Qingzhang's fingers, glanced back and forth with big round eyes, and found something missing in the crowd, he stopped in a daze, Xing Qingzhang noticed it, slowed down, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ping An scratched the back of his head and said thoughtfully, "Brother, there seems to be something missing on this street..."

Xing Qingzhang didn't understand. He frowned and asked, "What's missing? Look carefully."

The people coming and going around crowded them, everyone came and went in a hurry, just after noon, the steamed buns from the steamed bun shop not far away gave off steaming white steam, the meat smell overflowed, Ping An was so greedy that he swallowed his saliva, He was very hungry, but he still took a closer look to see what was wrong. His eyes scanned inch by inch from near to far, and stopped at the corner of the broken wall not far away. A tense tendon in his brain suddenly broke.

"Brother...Brother!" He shouted with trembling lips, and anxiously pulled Xing Qingzhang's hand.

"Speak slowly, don't rush." ​​Xing Qingzhang held his little hand instead, the warm package made Ping An less anxious than before, but he still said tremblingly: "No...those refugees are gone. , much less..."

"What do you mean?" Xing Qingzhang pursed his mouth into a straight line, he felt fear for no reason, the sky thundered close to his scalp, Xing Qingzhang felt unprecedented suffocation.

Pingan blinked vigorously, read it carefully again, and said more clearly: "It's not that there are no... refugees, to be precise, there are still some left."

Xing Qingzhang's hand was clenched suddenly, and Ping An felt his panic, but he still said obediently: "There are only some old men in their sixties and seventies left."

"Are there any young and strong men?" Xing Qingzhang asked Ping An as he walked forward.

Pingan walked obediently and nodded in response.

The two entered a restaurant, the building was full of people, and there was no room for the two of them, but Xing Qingzhang had specifically inquired that the Lin'an cuisine made by this restaurant was excellent, and Ping An always clamored to try the flavor of Lin'an, It's hard to come here, and you can't just leave.

Xiaoer knew this doctor, and he was respectful to others, but he didn't have the final say in this restaurant, and he couldn't drive people out if he didn't have a place, but seeing the two of them standing in and had no intention of leaving, he was stupid and didn't want to leave. I knew what to say, but before I remembered it, I was greeted by the guest officer at the other table.

Seeing the delicious food on the table, Ping An was obedient although he was greedy. Seeing that no one cared about them and had no place, he grabbed Xing Qingzhang's hand, raised his head and said, "Brother, let's find a restaurant to eat at random..."

Xing Qingzhang raised his hand to interrupt him, and said: "Since you said you want to bring peace, brother has to count, wait a little longer, maybe there will be a table left soon."

Ping An didn't say anything more, he was well aware of Xing Qingzhang's temperament, and he would never change what he believed. If it sounds good, it's persistence, but if it sounds bad, it's stubbornness.

"Haven't I heard, the Yun family is having trouble now, and the two brothers Yun Jiming and Yun Duanmu finally broke their faces."

A table not far from them was munching on meat and muttering, and Xing Qingzhang and Ping An who were standing beside them could hear it clearly.

"How can I not know, there's been a lot of trouble, but I want to tell you." The other person suddenly lowered his voice and took a sip of his wine: "That kid Yun Duanmu just did it by himself and blocked all the shops in the Yun family. In my own name, not only did he not give his brother a living, but even ours, all the prices have been doubled, and he took advantage of the money himself, who can save him?"

The other man took a sip of wine, and nodded when he heard what the man said: "Yes, he is too arrogant, how can anyone be willing to help him? Even if there are some personal soldiers, what's the use, how can they fight against the large number of refugees?"

Xing Qingzhang heard the sudden stagnation of breathing here. Although he couldn't see it, he could imagine the feeling of being surrounded by crowds and being watched by countless eyes, which made his face ugly. He slowed down his breathing as much as possible. Calm down your expression.

"That's right, I heard that Yun Jiming helped treat them in that Qing'an courtyard, and the refugees all regard him as their master."

"If you want me to say, the one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. This eldest son of the Yun family is smart. He won't confront the second son head-on, just keep a low profile."

The two of you spoke freely, and no one noticed the two standing behind them.

Ping An half-understood, he moved his eyes from the big fish and meat on their table to their mouths where they kept talking. Ping An only had time to hear a few words from the eldest son of the Yun family, and he wondered if he was talking about the one who came to their pharmacy all day long.

He raised his head to grab Xing Qingzhang and asked, "Brother, what are they talking about..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Qingzhang put his fingers between his mouth to signal him not to speak yet, and Ping An immediately shut up knowingly.

"I don't know, Yun Jiming still has the ability to invite Ji Wuya down from the mountain where he has been in seclusion for many years, and use it for him. Now he is bearing the brunt of defending Yun Jiming. With Ji Wuya, is Yun Jiming still afraid of losing the hearts of the people? ?”

The other person gasped and said in admiration: "This young master of the Yun family really knows how to make a perfect plan."