Wu Mu was walking on the street with his horse, thinking about which inn to stay in so that he could see the lights after nine days, when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.
"Brother Wu!"
He turned his head, somewhat speechless.
It's Xiahou Huai again.
Xia Houhuai was wearing an aqua green suit embroidered with auspicious clouds, and a golden barbarian belt around his waist. He was at the age of fifteen, and he had the unique handsomeness of a boy.
There is no trace of the embarrassment of having his hands and feet cut off on the grassland.
"It's really you!"
When Xiahou Huai saw Wu Mu turning his head, he was about to pounce on him like a wolf dog.
A man wearing the same green clothes next to him grabbed him by the back of his clothes.
The man scolded: "No nonsense!"
Wu Mu then noticed that the man in green clothes was about thirty years old, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Xia Houhuai's. He also had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his whole person was steady and clear.
He turned around and walked forward, cupped his hands towards the man in green, and then said to Xiahou Huai:
"Why are you still so noisy?"
Xiahou Huai kept struggling.
"Brother, let me go! This is the savior I told you, Brother Wu."
The man in green let go of Xiahou Huai and returned Wu Mu's hand, with a trace of embarrassment on his face.
"This is Xia Houxiao, Ah Shui's eldest brother. I'm sorry, I just thought Ah Shui was going to hit you."
Xiahou Huai stood up and smoothed his clothes, feeling indignant.
"Brother, how many times have I told you not to call me by my nickname! Ah Shui, Ah Shui's name is so unpleasant! It's not impressive at all."
Xia Houxiao glared at Xia Houhuai, his eyes sharp, and Xia Houhuai immediately shut his mouth.
Xia Houxiao thought that the person who could hang out with Xiahou Huai must be the same gangster.
When he heard Xiahou Huai's story about Wu Mu and his beloved, he felt a little sad.
He didn't expect that a merchant's son would be so affectionate and kind.
Be loyal to your lover and never give up on him, life or death.
Even if you give up your identity and everything, you still have to marry the one you love.
Be loyal and courageous to old friends, benevolent and righteous.
After rescuing Xiahou Huai, he also gave him three precious pills. He didn't say anything afterwards and turned around and left.
Such a person is truly a good man.
When I met Master Wu Mu today, I saw his bright eyes and calm and restrained temperament, and suddenly I had the idea of making friends.
"Brother Wu, you saved Ah Shui's life in Huke Grassland. We, Shanhailou, owe you a favor."
"If you don't mind, you can stay at our Shanhailou inn in Star City this time. How about we have a drink and talk?"
Xia Houxiao's tone was quite sincere.
Wu Mu shook his head and was about to refuse when Xiahou Huai grabbed Wu Mu's sleeve and looked at him pitifully.
"Brother Wu, I beg you, don't refuse again."
"My eldest brother is most afraid of owing favors to others. He knows you saved me and wants to see you all day long."
"If you don't let him return this favor, he will definitely not be able to eat with chopsticks or swallow the bowl."
He lied casually, saying that Xia Houxiao had been talking about Wu Mu all day long, which made Xia Houxiao stare at him several times in shock.
Xia Houhuai pretended not to see Xia Houxiao's eyes and continued to say to Wu Mu:
"You have to have room and board after all, why not stay at Qizhao Inn in our Shanhai Tower."
"Qizhao Inn is the tallest inn in Star City. It has an excellent location, right across from the high-rise building where the emperor ascended the city."
"Aren't you going to take the girl you like to watch thousands of lanterns rising into the sky?"
"You can only see it clearly if you stay in our inn..."
"Standing on the roof of our inn, I guarantee you can see the most beautiful scene of thousands of lanterns rising into the sky."
Wu Mu was moved by Xiahou Huai's last words.
Seeing Xia Houxiao looking at him expectantly, he pondered for a moment and whispered:
"Okay, then I won't bother you."
Xiahou Huai immediately jumped for joy.
"Brother Wu, I will take you to try the dendrobium tofu and angelica fish head from our inn later. The medicinal food of our Qizhao Inn is excellent."
"Let me tell you, that dendrobium tofu is tenderer than a little girl's hand."
"Also, one more thing, the mulberry wine in our inn, you won't want to go home after drinking it..."
"I'll take you to try the angelica fish head soup later..."
Xiahou Huai danced and talked non-stop.
Wu Mu glanced helplessly at Xia Houhuai, who was in high spirits, and happened to collide with Xia Houxiao's eyes in the air.
The two of them smiled at the same time, both with helplessness.
This scene was seen by Xiahou Huai, and he screamed with excitement.
"Brother, let me tell you, the brother I am interested in is not an ordinary person."
"How about it, do you also want to become sworn sworn friends with Brother Wu?"
"Brother, listen to me, my brother Wu was very powerful in southern Xinjiang back then..."
Xiahou Huai was like a frog, croaking all the way, while Wu Mu and Xia Houxiao chose to remain silent at the same time.
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Dafeng, Jucheng.
Pei Xiuyan is painting in the house, and he paints extremely seriously.
At this time, the sharpness and coldness in his body were completely gone.
His left eye was covered by black black iron, and his right eye was full of tenderness. His body was wrapped in a touch of loneliness and sadness, and his whole person had a special kind of mystery and handsomeness.
After the painting was completed, Pei Xiuyan put down the wolf hair and looked at the painting dreamily.
In the painting, Ye Chuyan smiles triumphantly and cunningly, with bright eyes. She holds a bunch of candied haws in her left hand and another bunch in her right hand, as if to hand it to the person who is looking at the painting.
This was on February 2nd when I accompanied Ayan to a temple fair. She got two bunches of candied haws and handed one to him.
That day was the first time she called herself "A Ce".
Pei Xiuyan gently rubbed the red lips of the person in the painting with his hand. The vermilion painted on the red lips had not yet dried, and suddenly became a small piece of paste.
He immediately put away his hand, with a look of panic on his face.
"Ayan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't mean it..."
No one in the room responded.
The man in the painting was still smiling at him.
The red lips were smeared together, like the candied haws of sugar-coated haws, sticking to the delicate lips, making them even more attractive.
Pei Xiuyan's face was slowly stained with pain and despair.
"Ayan, I'm sorry. If I could do it all over again, I would never bully you again."
"I lost my parents when I was young. God compensated me for you, but I didn't know how to cherish them. I really deserve to die."
"You know what? Now that I think about it, February 2nd was the happiest day for me when you accompanied me to visit the temple fair like an ordinary couple."
"Even if you blinded my left eye that night, I wouldn't blame you."
"Ayan, I..."
His voice suddenly choked.
The eye sockets are a little sore.
He clenched his fists, his throat rolled several times, and it took him a long time before he whispered in a low voice:
"Ayan, I really miss you..."
He raised his head blankly and looked out the window. Today's sky was blue, with wisps of white clouds hanging like gauze, but he had no intention of admiring them.
His only motivation for living is to seize the throne, remarry Ayan, make Ayan his wife again, and become the most noble woman in Dafeng openly and honestly.
Then, he will go down to hell to find Ayan and be with her for eternity.
However, before that, he had to defeat Beirong and kill the woman Na Sheng had found who was holding A Yan's face.
He doesn't allow anyone in this world to pretend to be Ayan.
When he thought of this, the coldness in Pei Xiuyan came back again.
The cold gradually enveloped him.
A homing pigeon swooped down from the blue sky and flew towards Pei Xiuyan.
The carrier pigeon landed on the window sill, looked at Pei Xiuyan, and cooed twice.
Pei Xiuyan frowned slightly. All his secret guards in the Qing Palace were killed by Pei Ye.
So far, the new batch of secret guards he has trained have not yet taken off, and the information network has not yet been fully established. Where did this homing pigeon come from?
With doubts, he took off the bamboo tube from the pigeon's leg, and the pigeon flew away with two flapping sounds.
He took out the note inside and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
The note was scrawled.
【Master, kill Nan Gongli quickly and head to Kyoto secretly. 】
Pei Xiuyan read the note over and over twice.
I looked it up to the sun and saw three small needle holes side by side in the lower right corner of the letter, and then I confirmed that it was Yan Che's personal letter.
These three pinholes were the special symbols for sending secret messages that he prescribed to his subordinates when he was in the Qing Palace.
When he first fled to Dianzhou, Yan Pei came to see him and said that he would follow him to the death.
He was a little annoyed.
Since he gave Yan Pei to A Yan, Yan Pei must listen to A Yan's words. How can he betray his master?
Before A Yan died, he hoped that Yan Qi and Bai Zhi would be together well, and he could not ruin A Yan's arrangement.
He wanted to drive Yan Qi away, but Yan Qi refused even to death.
After he calmed down, he decided to give Yan Chi a secret mission.
Let Yan Pe sneak into the palace and assassinate Pei Ye.
If this can be done, he can capture Dafeng immediately.
Pei Ye was young and had few heirs. The prince born to Nangong Yuerong was strangled to death on the day of Nan Gongli's rebellion.
Pei Ye now only has two young princesses and no prince. If Pei Ye dies, the only one who can replace him is himself.
He didn't expect Yan Qi to successfully complete this task.
This matter is too risky, and Pei Ye has seen Yan Che several times and has some impressions of Yan Che.
He made this decision in the first place because he was angry that Yan Zi had betrayed A Yan and made him risk his life.
Unexpectedly, Yan Pei would send this secret letter today.
Yan Qi has really sneaked into the palace, is he still sure that he can kill Pei Ye in one fell swoop?
Pei Xiuyan was still deep in thought when Nan Gongli opened the door and let himself in uninvited.
Pei Xiuyan immediately put away the letter, calmly crushed the note into powder under his sleeve, and said with a cold face, "Why did you get in?"
Since the last time the two quarreled over whether to cease war, their relationship has become increasingly acrimonious.
They are all strengthening the training of their soldiers and horses in private, just thinking about one day breaking out and destroying the fish and the net immediately.
Pei Xiuyan can't kill Nan Gongli yet because he still needs the support of Dianzhou soldiers and horses.
Nan Gongli couldn't kill Pei Xiuyan because he needed Pei Xiuyan as the emperor to seize power.
Both of them understand each other's thoughts, but they have not yet pierced the window paper and continue to maintain a strange cooperative relationship.
Nan Gongli smiled slightly and handed over a secret letter.
"Beirong has withdrawn his troops. Pei Ye will come to deal with us soon. I'm here to discuss the next plan with you."
Pei Xiuyan took the secret letter and glanced at it hastily. It said that Beirong had suffered a series of defeats. Beirong's troops had retreated to Beirong two days ago. Na Sheng had no plans to fight again.
Pei Xiuyan closed his eyes and thought for a while, then sneered repeatedly.
"Na Shengneng has been dormant on the border for more than ten years and ascended to the throne of Beirong in one fell swoop. He is not someone who gives up easily."
"Just retreating easily after losing a few battles, there must be a fraud!"
Nan Gongli said with a half-smile, "Oh~ How do you say this?"
"He is retreating at this time just because he wants Pei Ye to come and deal with us quickly. When we are both injured, he will take the opportunity to invade again."
Nan Gongli stopped smiling.
"According to your opinion, as long as Beirong doesn't give up, Dafeng will never be able to fight internally?"
Pei Xiuyan raised his head and stared at Nan Gongli sinisterly.
"Yes, Dafeng will never suffer internal strife when faced with attacks from foreign enemies!"
So he quickly replaced Pei Ye and went to fight Beirong.
Na Sheng, that bitch who dares to think of A Yan, must die!
