Beiliang City is still lively.
Neither the march of the Northern Army nor Cangshan's guilt affected this centuries-old city.
Ordinary people still live a life of working from sunrise to sundown. After a hard day's work, drinking a few glasses of wine and chewing a few peanuts in a wine shop is a happy day.
All living beings are filled with joy and sorrow. Everyone's happiness is also different.
The people were content to live and work in peace and contentment, watching the setting sun and the smoke coming from the kitchens, knowing that their wives and children at home were waiting for him to return home.
Powerful ministers pursue power in the court. If they have great power, they can laugh out of their dreams.
Businessmen pursue profits, doctors hang pots...after all, they all have their own interests.
Yu Lan finished delivering today's herbs and returned to the small courtyard.
Ning Huan followed Yu Lan all day long, like a piece of brown candy that she couldn't get rid of.
At first, Yu Lan was still a little happy, but gradually, she felt bored.
Everyone can tell that this scholar-killer abandoned evil for good and fell in love with the lively and smart girl in blue who has a crush on him.
However, the two people had never made their feelings clear to each other. Ning Huan did not dare to say it, and Yu Lan would not take the initiative to say it.
At this time, Yu Lan inadvertently glanced at Ning Huan beside him, thinking about what Wan'er had said, if you really like him, why don't you tell him? Don't look at Ning Huan as an extrovert, but he is actually the most courageous among this group of people. On weekdays, if you say a few words to him, he can be sad all day long.
Yu Lan also likes Ning Huan, but the love grows stronger and stronger without knowing where it started.
Maybe it was from that night when Ning Huan rescued her from Wang Xiao, or maybe it was the day-to-day companionship and the long-lasting love. In short, no matter what, Yu Lan also likes Ning Huan.
"Ning Huan, I'm tired!" Yu Lan said as he walked.
Ning Huan was stunned and confused. Tired, what does this mean?
"Shall I carry you back?" Ning Huan suggested. But he was thinking in his heart, today's journey is not as far as the day before, how could he be tired?
Yu Lan's steps stagnated and she looked at Ning Huan, feeling a fire of ignorance in her heart. "What are you doing following me every day? I'm not yours. What should I do if you follow me and people misunderstand me?"
Ning Huan was even more confused and avoided Yu Lan's gaze, feeling panicked or some other emotion.
The once cold-blooded scholar killer suddenly lost his mind at this moment. This is a new "enemy" he has never encountered before.
Seeing that Ning Huan remained silent, the fire of ignorance in Yu Lan's heart became a little brighter.
Should the girl's family speak first about this matter?
Definitely not. Even an outspoken girl like Yu Lan would be a little embarrassed when encountering something like this.
The spring breeze touches the red flowers, but the red flowers remain silent until the spring breeze passes, and then they bloom.
The same is true for a girl's heart. If that spring breeze comes a few more times, it can touch the girl's heart.
"Ning Huan, are you talking?" Yu Lan asked anxiously.
Ning Huan was puzzled and asked with a confused look on his face: "I...what should I say?"
"You..." Yu Lan was furious and felt his eyes go dark, "Do you like me or not?"
After saying that, Yu Lan snorted coldly, his face already turning red.
"Hmph, how can a girl speak first about such a thing?"
The girl in blue turned her back to Ning Huan, leaving him dazed in the evening breeze under the setting sun.
She asked me if I liked her... Ning Huan seemed to be a little dull. Indeed, love can make anyone stupid.
Just when Ning Huan was about to answer, a strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped Ning Huan's heart.
As a killer, Ning Huan's perception of danger is far beyond ordinary people. Even Ye Qinghuan cannot compare to Ning Huan.
"Be careful. Someone is coming." Ning Huan whispered.
Yu Lan was startled, and then he got rid of the shyness in his heart and looked around. After Wang Xiao's kidnapping last time, Yu Lan was also worried that such a thing would happen again.
The outside world is not as peaceful as she imagined.
Not knowing where the crisis would come from, this aura made Ning Huan extremely wary. Just for a moment, another figure dressed as a scholar appeared in front of Ning Huan.
Ning Huan pulled Yu Lan behind her, her eyes full of fear.
"Ning Huan..." Yu Lan clearly felt Ning Huan's body trembling.
Fear, unprecedented fear.
Even when faced with the siege of the Northern Army, Ning Huan never retreated. Now it was really just a face-to-face meeting, but Ning Huan was so scared.
Who is this middle-aged scholar?
Yu Lan looked at the other party, but the other party's eyes never fell on Yu Lan.
Mr. Third just stood there, his cold eyes blocking Ning Huan's retreat.
Ning Huan also knew that he had no chance of survival in front of Mr. Third.
"Ishi Huan, you are still alive." Mr. Third said. When he learned from Lin Wenmao that Ning Huan was in Beiliang City, Mr. San had murderous intentions.
Ning Huan smiled bitterly. He had thought about the scene at this moment, but he did not regret his original decision.
At least Yu Zhi kept his promise to detoxify him.
Ning Huan saluted respectfully, "Ning Huan has met Mr. Third."
Seeing Mr. Third appear, Ning Huan lowered his guard, and the energy in his body that was ready to go calmed down.
Because Ning Huan knew that he was no match for Mr. San.
Resistance will only lead to faster death!
"If I hadn't come to Beiliang City, I would have thought that you died at the hands of Yu Zhi." Mr. San said.
"Mr. San is here to kill Yu Zhi?" Ning Huan asked. "I remember Mr. Third once said that the person who kills Yu Zhi must not exceed the sixth level of Armor Breaking. Mr. Three is at a very high level and is already above the level of the Monument. Why bother Mr. Three to go north in person?"
Mr. Third looked at Ning Huan and said with a smile: "In just over a month, I have changed my master. You are still loyal to Yu Zhi. Even when death is imminent, you don't care about yourself and worry about Yu Zhi's safety."
Ning Huan smiled calmly, "I know I can't escape, I just want to be a sensible person."
"You used to be very careful about your life. It's not like now..."
"Mr. 3, Ning Huan is willing to be the first to give birth. However, this matter has nothing to do with this girl. Please let the girl go, Mr. 3."
Yu Lan suddenly looked at Ning Huan and said, "Why should we be afraid of him..."
Ning Huan squeezed Yu Lan's hand and whispered: "Shut up, if he wants to, he can kill both of us in one breath."
Seeing this, Mr. Third sneered again. He hated the lingering between life and death the most.
"If you want to die...that girl will die too!"
Ning Huan's heart trembled when he heard this, and then he looked at Yu Lan. "Later, I will stop him, and you should inform the Marquis immediately. The third gentleman wants to kill Yu Zhi."
Yu Lan shook his head and said, "Ning Huan, don't even think about leaving me!"
"I tell you, I don't like you. Leave quickly!" Ning Huan said cruelly.
Yu Lan pouted, "You fool, don't even think about lying to me!"
Ning Huan smiled bitterly. He was good at killing, but not good at lying. He couldn't tell any lies to Yu Lan.
Bang bang bang!
Mr. Third clapped his hands and said, "What a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks. It's not as exciting as the book, but it still looks miserable."
boom!
Sand and stones were flying in the alley, and the figure of the third gentleman disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ning Huan.
A big hand grabbed Ning Huan's throat and lifted Ning Huan into the air. As long as Ning Huan used more force, Ning Huan's neck would be broken.
Like Ning Huan said, Mr. San could kill himself... and Yu Lan in an instant.
Yu Lan took a look, raised his hand and sprinkled a bunch of white poisonous powder.
But Mr. San refused to retreat. His other hand passed through the white poisonous powder and grabbed Yu Lan's throat.
The poor pair of mandarin ducks encountered this disaster after expressing their feelings for each other.
Mr. Third looked at the two of them indifferently and said, "If it weren't for keeping you useful, I would kill you, the traitor, first."
Because Mr. San was once a traitor, he hated this betrayal even more.
...
At night, a touch of sadness lingers in the peaceful courtyard.
Yu Lan and Ning Huan disappeared again.
After the lesson of being kidnapped last time, this disappearance made several people in the yard feel a little distraught.
"Don't worry, mother-in-law, Yu Lan and the others may be going to watch an opera excerpt." Li Wantong comforted her.
Yu Zhuyue could only nod.
The Northern Army had already sent people out to look for him, so they had no choice but to wait.
There were only five people in the courtyard, Yu Zhuyue, Li Wantong, Wan'er, Lao Huang and Wei Wuji.
Since Li Haomiao left, Wei Wuji has been guarding the yard day and night. No one would have thought that the dignified Marquis Beiliang would be looking after someone's home and courtyard.
Wei Wuji stood in the yard, wiping the spear in his hand. For some reason, his right eye kept twitching today, as if it was a sign that something bad was about to happen.
The disappearance of Yu Lan and Ning Huan further verified this point.
Buzz!
The moon shadow swayed, and the sound of a piano vibrated through the night sky.
There was even a scream coming from the alley outside the yard. The pitted wooden door cracked into countless wooden pieces, and the cuts were smooth, as if they had been cut off by some sharp weapon.
The sound waves of the piano music entered the small courtyard, Wei Wuji raised his gun to resist, and the cold light burst out, colliding with the murderous piano music.
The sound of the piano alarmed everyone in the courtyard. When everyone walked out of the house, they saw that all thirty Northern Army soldiers guarding outside the small courtyard had been killed.
This was just the sound of a piano, and thirty people were killed in an instant.
What is the strength of the woman who came slowly with the guqin on her back?
Wei Wuji didn't dare to be careless. At this moment, he understood that Li Haomiao was right to worry.
The enemy has been peeping here, waiting for an opportunity to move.
"The fourth rider of Yanyun, Si Qinxue has met the Marquis of Beiliang."
Si Qinxue was holding the guqin, wearing a plain white dress and a pair of white jade earrings. Other than that, there was no decoration. With a hint of independent coolness, from a distance, she seemed to be a fairy from heaven.
Wei Wuji looked at the guqin in Si Qinxue's hand, and memories came to his mind.
"The famous ancient harp, Yao Liang. Are you her disciple?"
Si Qinxue smiled slightly and nodded slowly. "My master knew that he was going north and would definitely meet the Marquis. He asked me to say hello on my behalf."
Wei Wuji smiled and said, "No need to say hello. I will look for her someday."
Si Qinxue didn't say anything. This was all a matter of the previous generation and had nothing to do with her. She glanced around the crowd, and then said: "Junior, I am here to find only one person. I hope that the Marquis will hand this person over to this junior, so as not to damage the harmony."
Wei Wuji followed Si Qinxue's gaze and looked back, and saw Si Qinxue's eyes falling on Li Wantong.
Wei Wuji smiled and said: "It's good for you to learn the piano from your master. Her piano skills are unparalleled in the world and worth learning. However, don't imitate your master's hypocrisy. Why should you ask if you know I won't make friends? ?”
Si Qinxue's expression did not change, and she said calmly: "Courtesy first, then attack. If it can avoid fighting, that's good."
"But we are destined to start a war. Are you sure you want to snatch someone from me?" Wei Wuji struck the ground with his spear and swept away thousands of troops.
At this time, he is the most heroic god of war among all the armies.
One man can guard against ten thousand men.
