Finally getting out of the liveliest crowd, Nan Yi looked up at the stacked neighborhood buildings, thinking that there were colored silk lanterns blocking the west, so he might as well take over the roof first, maybe it would be faster.
Just as she was about to fly to the roof, her wrist was grabbed by someone. The person pulled her over effortlessly with some skill.
Nan Yi didn't even need to raise her head, she knew who it was just by the way he held her wrist and the warmth of his palm.
"Where are you going?" He didn't even bother to say pleasantries.
"Just...just strolling around. How did you recognize me?"
When Nan Yi raised his head, he was still shocked. On this bustling Lantern Festival, this man was wearing a white mask. People in the upper world had to be close to the underworld.
He sneered: "Who is a good person who hangs out on the rooftop?"
Fortunately, the mask hid Nan Yi's incomprehensible appearance, so she couldn't say anything to refute.
There seemed to be a low smile in his words, and he was very relaxed, "I'll go shopping too, let's go together."
It was obviously an invitation, but with his usual unquestionable tone, Xie Queshan's hand did not let go, and he led her back to the lively crowd.
Nan Yi had no room to refuse at all, and she was already stamping her feet anxiously.
"What, you're not happy?" As if sensing her hesitation, he turned back to look at her.
"How dare you not be happy..." Nan Yi muttered.
"I'll buy you whatever I like." His tone softened.
Although she couldn't see his expression, Nan Yi felt that he was in a good mood. He shouldn't know what Bingzhusi did today, right? Otherwise, why would I be shopping leisurely?
The fact that the young master is in such a good mood is also a troublesome thing. If he keeps wandering around endlessly, how can she get away?
Under the toga, he still held her wrist. Nan Yi just thought that he was afraid that she would run away, so she didn't dare to think too much and followed him step by step.
Wearing masks, no one can recognize them. They are just ordinary people walking on the street.
In a short while, she had the latest magnolia hairpin on her head, crystal gems hanging from her ears, and a gold pendant agate necklace around her neck. He took great pleasure in dressing her up. This one looked good, that one looked good too, and he made her water flow. Spend the same money.
The more this happened, the more Nan Yi couldn't understand his behavior and didn't dare to say anything, but his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
In case you miss it, take Sister Qiu and Third Aunt to Yonggui Bridge Ferry...
Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat and she grabbed Xie Queshan's hand with her backhand.
The soft, cold hand slipped into his palm unexpectedly, like a sailing boat suddenly hitting a rock. The corner of the rock hit his soft heart, causing a wound.
It didn't hurt, but my whole body was numb.
Seeing that he didn't respond, her fingertips tentatively scratched his palm again, signaling him to come to his senses.
His palm felt itchy, and he subconsciously held her hand tightly to prevent her from moving anymore. He finally stopped and looked at her through the mask.
"Master, I'm tired, let's go back." She pretended to be pitiful and said aggrievedly. The soft voice is really pleasant to the ears.
A smile appeared on the face under the mask, but the voice was still calm: "There is a place to rest ahead."
He was still in high spirits and had no intention of going back, so he just held her hand and walked forward.
The palms of their hands were pressed together, and they soon became hot and even sweaty. Even so, he did not let go.
Nan Yi was a little confused. She and Zhang Yuehui have never held hands!
Isn't this a little intimate?
As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Nan Yi suddenly woke up.
close? She and Xie Queshan? This is a ghost story.
Xie Queshan forcibly pulled Nan Yi to a small stall. This was a shop that provided various materials and allowed customers to make lanterns by hand.
He took her to sit down with great interest and wanted to make an octagonal lantern with her.
Nan Yi realized that this was not a rest, it was clearly just stalling for time!
Does Xie Queshan know something? Doesn't he just want to hold her here and hinder her movement? This man has such a vicious heart!
Various thoughts surged through Nan Yi's mind.
When she didn't respond, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of her to bring her back to her senses.
"Don't you want to try it?"
Her voice was as forced as a dry leaf: "I want to... of course I want to..."
"Don't lie to me."
He told a plausible joke, but Nan Yi was frightened. She still wanted to think about it carefully, but he had already lowered his head and carefully selected the materials for the lantern.
"Young Master——" Nan Yi already wanted to surrender.
"Paste." He was concentrating on making lanterns, and reached out for Nan Yi to pass him the paste.
Nan Yi's heart skipped a beat and he simply stood up and spoke into his ear.
As night fell, a cool breeze began to blow, which made her ears stiff with cold. But she leaned over to talk, hot air blew into her ears, and her soft voice entered her head unexpectedly.
"Sir, Xiao Liu is going to send Uncle San away tonight, and I have to send Sister Qiu and Auntie away."
After saying that, Nan Yi regretted it. What if he wants to sabotage the operation? Didn't she become the biggest sinner who harmed my third uncle?
"Send it to where?" He only paused, without raising his head, and touched the paste himself without stopping the work in his hands.
Gritting his teeth, Nan Yi still forced himself to say: "Hua Fang."
She was busy preparing her words in her mind. She still had Xie Queshan's support in this matter.
In the end, no words were used, and Xie Queshan simply nodded: "Go ahead."
"Um?"
Nan Yi was stunned, and then reached out to peel off his mask, insisting on seeing the expression on his face clearly.
Xie Queshan just looked at her gently, without any anger at all.
"You already knew this?"
"You tell me and I will know."
"Then why do you have to delay my time!"
"I'm happy to." He raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes.
Nan Yi gritted his teeth: "I'm sick!"
"Don't go on the roof. There are people watching from the watchtowers tonight. Just walk along the road. Sister Qiu and Third Aunt should be returning now."
After hearing this, his position was finally made clear, and the face under Nan Yi's mask grinned.
She felt inexplicably happy in her heart. Sure enough, she had not chosen the wrong path. She had Xie Queshan's support, which made things much easier.
After running a few steps and then turning back, Nan Yi quickly picked out her favorite palace lantern bells, favorite gauze and favorite tassels from various baskets, and placed them in front of Xie Queshan.
"Wait until I come back to make lanterns!"
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Hehe, this guy is also used to kicking his nose and hitting his eyes.
Xie Queshan stretched out his whole body, and there was a faint smile on his face that could not be concealed in his eyes.
He guessed that with such a big commotion in the city tonight, Song Muchuan would definitely take action. When he saw Nan Yi walking hurriedly on the street, he must be going to do something. In fact, it didn't matter whether he knew the plan or not. This was the first thing Song Muchuan did when he took office. It must have been arranged properly, and he had no intention of intervening.
Besides, it was his wish to send his third uncle away.
And he did this just to see if she would tell the truth to him.
She told the truth and he was satisfied. He did something really boring.
He hoped that she would be afraid of him, but he also found that this fear could not keep her, so he opened the door little by little and let her get closer to him inch by inch, hoping that she would trust him.
After all, he wanted her by his side.
Little by little, all the reasons that can be said, and all the reasons that have not yet been understood, are hooked together and become some kind of obsession.
*
Sure enough, Nan Yi met Sister Qiu and Third Aunt on the way to the Empress Temple.
As soon as she heard that she was leaving Lidu Mansion, the third aunt showed a confused look. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Sister Qiu had an idea and stabilized her mother, and followed Nan Yi to Yonggui Bridge.
Nan Yi was still thinking about who the escort would be and whether he could recognize them... Before he could reach the bridge, he was stopped by a carriage hidden in a dark alley.
Song Muchuan stepped out from behind the carriage and saluted the three of them.
Nan Yi looked at Song Muchuan in surprise.
"You can't just..."
Song Muchuan smiled at Nan Yi without commenting, then opened the car curtain, and there was a Qi Ren sitting inside.
The third aunt took a step back in fright, but the Naqi man actually gave the third aunt a Han salute.
Song Muchuan explained: "Madam, Miss Qiu, I am entrusted by my friend to send you two to the boat. Although this gentleman is a captain of the Qi Army, he is one of our own. You will pretend to be his concubines for a while. Then you can board the ship and meet Sir Xie."
Before Nan Yi could react, how could this scholar, who was so depressed that he was about to commit suicide by jumping into the river, be the person to contact him at this moment? He was unhurried and orderly, comforted the third aunt, and helped the two of them get into the carriage safely.
She vaguely felt something was wrong, he was too calm. She had seen his character, and she thought that if he was forced to take office by Qi Ren, he would look bitter and resentful, instead of being as comfortable as he is now. There was still a sense of determination in his movements.
After saying goodbye to Third Aunt and Sister Qiu, Nan Yi was still a little confused.
Song Muchuan turned his head to look at Nan Yi and said, "Madam, I am also invited by Qi Ren tonight. I have an invitation to enter the painting boat. Please come on board with me."
"Who...are you?"
"Madam, as you can see, Song's past is not hidden. It's just that in this position now, there are some opportunities to do things cheaply, so I was asked by a friend to do this favor."
It's reasonable. Xie Xiaoliu is Xie Queshan's sister and Pang Yu's fiancée. Naturally, her relationship with Song Muchuan is not bad. But at this moment, Xie Xiaoliu would not ask an ordinary friend for help.
Could it be that Song Muchuan was also absorbed into Bingzhusi?
As soon as this idea came to mind, Nan Yi was immediately full of respect for this scholar who could not lift his hands or shoulders. He knew that there were tigers in the mountains, so he preferred to go to the tiger mountains, but at the same time, he was faintly worried. Can he protect himself?
"Mr. Song, what should I do on the boat?"
"Miss Six is on the boat, I hope you can help her."
Nan Yi hesitated for a moment, thinking that Xie Queshan was still waiting for her, but the balance in her heart quickly tilted towards Xie Xiaoliu. For such a big operation today, she must need help. Moreover, Song Muchuan also wanted to board the ship. He was very weak, so if he needed anything, she could help him.
Deep down in her heart, Nan Yi placed Song Muchuan in a position as high as a mountain. He was a scholar, but she was just a rough person. As long as she could help him a little bit, she would not look back, and she would even be flattered. She felt that she had something to do with him. Rong Yan.
"Okay." She agreed.
But a strange feeling came over me. It seemed that there were many things that she couldn't see happening secretly.
