Han Changmu and Meng Suige arrived at the City God's Temple shortly afterwards. They did not show up in front of Zhu Neng easily. Instead, they found a corner, hid themselves, and waited for the inviter to show up first.
In fact, Han Changmu had no idea. In the territory of Qiuci Kingdom, it was very strange that there was a Chenghuang Temple that only existed in the Dajing Dynasty. And if the inviter had not lived in Luntai for a long time, how could he know that there was such a temple in the west of the city? A City God's Temple, what is the purpose of inviting people here?
He raised his head and looked at the sky. It was already approaching the quarter of the first lunar month, and the sky was getting even more cloudy. The cold wind was chilling his bones, and he could hardly stay in the temple any longer.
Zhu Neng was so cold that he stamped his feet and rubbed his hands. After a while, his face turned red from the cold and wind.
He was already waiting impatiently and anxiously, and the string in his heart was tightened. He was just one chance away from running away for his life.
Meng Suige lowered his voice and asked Han Changmu: "Master, would you like to say hello to Zhu Neng? I think he can't stay any longer."
The cold wind became stronger and stronger, blowing across my back and causing a bone-chilling chill.
Han Changmu looked up at the sky and whispered: "Don't worry, wait a little longer, this City God's Temple is very strange. Maybe someone will be watching Zhu Neng secretly to see what he does in the city. After all, Did he come up with it on his own, or was he instigated by someone."
Meng Suige pursed his lips and stared at the temple door without blinking.
Yao Yao picked up Xiao Liuzi from the inn next to the brothel. She did not go with him, but walked in tandem, stretching a long distance away. After she watched Xiao Liuzi enter the inn, she walked around the city again. A circle started.
She walked into a remote alley as if by accident, and found a blue brick wall blocking the end of the alley. She muttered: "There's nothing to see here, let's go."
She turned around and left, and found a shadow falling at the entrance of the alley, with a man blocking her.
This was the person she was waiting for. She raised her lips and smiled coldly. Seeing the person approaching, she pretended to be panicked: "You, what are you doing? You, don't come over, I'm calling someone."
The man was tall and strong, but his steps were inaudible. He was obviously a man of light skill.
He walked up to Yao Yao and said in a rough voice: "Little lady, don't be afraid. I'm going to see if you are lost alone."
Yao Yaorou said weakly: "I don't have it. Get out of the way and let me pass."
The man squinted his eyes and smiled: "Little lady, don't be afraid if you get lost, my brother will take you out." As he said that, he reached out to grab Yao Yao's hand.
Yao Yao spun slightly, avoiding the man's hand, and slapped the man on the face with his backhand. With a flick of his wrist, the thin and transparent filaments were wrapped around his neck.
She walked around behind the man and kicked him in the leg socket. He wailed and knelt on the ground.
Before she had time to ask anything, a joking chuckle came from above her head: "The girl is so fierce, she won't be able to marry in the future."
Yao Yao didn't even raise his head and said, "Lao Gu, do you know that you are so idle?"
Gu Chen rolled down from the wall, shook his head and smiled like a girl: "Oh, I'm just being so kind. I saw someone following you and I'm afraid you're in danger."
Yao Yao trembled with coldness, knocked the man unconscious with one punch, and pushed him onto Gu Chen: "You have so much time, just carry him back to the inn."
Gu Chen smiled bitterly and carried the man on his shoulders. The two took completely different routes and entered the inn one after another.
After taking care of everything, Yao Yao and Xie Mengxia smiled and said, "Your Highness, I'll leave you to guard this lobby. I'll knock out the people I captured and lock them up in the backyard. I'll wait for the young master to come back and interrogate them again. I'll go upstairs and have a rest."
Xie Mengxia exclaimed, and wanted to remind Yao Yao that Han Changmu had bought someone back, but seeing her rushing upstairs, he finally swallowed his words.
As soon as Yao Yao walked to the door of Han Changmu's room, the door creaked open, startling her, and said with a smile: "Young Master is back so soon."
As soon as she finished speaking, she bumped into a pretty girl, and she froze there with her mouth open.
Qing Qian lowered her head, raised her eyelids, glanced at Yao Yao slowly, and whispered shyly: "My name is Qing Qian, and I was bought by Master Han to serve you."
Yao Yao was surprised. Why didn't she reply for a few days? Han Changmu actually bought someone back, and she was such a beautiful and fragile girl.
She asked curiously: "What is your name? When did the young master buy you back?"
Qing Qian lowered her head and whispered shyly: "My name is Qing Qian. I was in the brothel last night. It was my wedding day. The master redeemed my body and asked me to follow him from now on."
Yao Yao didn't hold his breath, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
I didn’t realize that Han Changmu still had this hobby.
She smiled and said: "My name is Yao Yao, you can just call me A Yao."
Qing Qian had a sudden thought in her heart and took a closer look at Yao Yao. It turned out that she was the A Yao in Han Changmu's mouth. From the tone at that time, the two seemed to have a close relationship, but now they still look perfect. Look. The two people coming here are not that good.
She breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and said with a gentle smile: "When the maid was serving the young master last night, the young master mentioned Miss A'ao to the maid. If Miss A'ao has anything to do in the future, just tell the maid to do it."
Yao Yao didn't have as good an eye as Qing Qian. She couldn't tell if a girl was perfect with her naked eyes. When Qing Qian said this, her heart sank. She thought the two had consummated their marriage, so she forced a smile. : "Since you are already the young master's son, just serve him well."
Qing Qian's smile became more and more shy: "I am just about to pack the young master's clothes and wash them. I wonder if Miss A Yao has any clothes to wash?"
Yao Yao saw that the room was indeed in a mess, with women's bellybands and men's underpants thrown away, and the quilts on the big bed were even piled into a ball.
Her smile became even bitterer and she shook her head: "No, Miss Qingqian, go and do your work. I'll go back to the room first."
Qing Qian looked at Yao Yao's fleeing back, raised her lips and smiled. This untrained girl was really young.
Yao Yao closed the door with his backhand, feeling a dull pain in his heart.
Although she wears the skin of an ancient person, after so many years, the modern bones inside have not been removed.
According to the thinking of modern people in her previous life, what does Han Changmu's behavior mean, a mistress, or a one-night stand?
She shook her head, maybe it didn't count.
After all, until now, he had never told her that he wanted to marry her, or even said that he liked her.
Apart from that kiss, they couldn't even be considered in love.
His behavior can be regarded as the behavior of a scumbag who does not take the initiative, is responsible and refuses.
She covered her heart.
Damn it, she has lived inside and out for nearly forty years, but she still can't escape the palm of the scumbag.
She thought wildly and gradually fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Yao Yao, who had been sleeping restlessly, heard familiar footsteps. She woke up immediately and heard a soft and soft sound outside.
"Young master is back. It's snowing heavily outside. Your clothes are all wet. My maid will help you change your clothes."
Then I heard Han Changmu say calmly: "Let's take a bath first."
"My maid has prepared the bathing soup." Qing Qian smiled softly: "My maid is waiting for you to take a bath."
Yao Yao sat up suddenly, but did not hear Han Changmu's refusal.
The snowy light outside shone in through the thin window paper. Yao Yao stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and looked out between his fingers.
Is it snowing outside? Han Changmu's clothes were all soaked. It seems like it's snowing a lot.
With such heavy snow, it should be quiet outside for a while.
This damn scumbag has a broken hand or a broken foot. He still needs someone to take care of him when he takes a bath. Can't he let Meng Sui take care of him next time? He has to buy a beautiful maid to come back and take care of him.
Yao Yao secretly cursed and couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply pressed against the door to listen to what was going on outside.
The sound of water and laughter alternated, cutting into her heart like a dull knife.
She finally couldn't listen anymore and angrily opened the door and went downstairs.
Xie Mengxia looked at Yao Yao's unkind expression and thought that Han Changmu had already told Yao Yao about Qingqian's affairs, which was why she was so angry, so he advised her: "A Yao, you should be more generous. I have fallen in love with her, but she is just someone I bought to serve, and at most she is just a concubine who cannot get past you."
Yao Yao made a pot of wine by himself and drank it himself. While drinking, he cursed secretly: "Scumbag, scumbag, damn scumbag."
Xie Mengxia didn't hear clearly what Yao Yao was cursing, and continued to mutter to herself: "A Yao, it's common for this man to have three wives and four concubines, not to mention Jiuchao's identity, she can't just keep one person in the future. Madam, get over it."
Yao Yao took a sip of wine and sighed.
In the ancient times she traveled to, three wives and four concubines were naturally common, but she couldn't stand it.
Xie Mengxia asked again: "Where is Jiuchao? Why haven't you come down? It's time for lunch."
"Taking a shower." Yao Yao said angrily and impatiently.
Xie Mengxia didn't hear it and asked in surprise: "A Yao, what did you say?"
"I said, he and Qing Qian are taking a bath." Yao Yao said every word through gritted teeth.
Xie Mengxia chuckled and shook his head meaningfully: "In this long period of time, if you meet a lovely person, you can't be so disrespectful of dignity."
As he was talking, Han Changmu slowly went downstairs with his wet long hair loose. He saw Yao Yao sitting in the lobby, pouring himself a drink. He was surprised and said: "A Yao, you are here. When did you come back?" ."
Xie Mengxia choked, feeling that Han Changmu had never met Yao Yao before, and before he had time to confess to her, he was exposed.
With such a quick mouth, he lightly slapped his face, pulled Han Changmu's sleeves, lowered his voice and said: "Um, Jiuchao, don't blame me, I, I will tell you about Qingqian's matter." , told A Yao."
Han Changmu was stunned, and whispered in a speechless voice: "You, um, why did you just say it? I haven't figured out how to say it yet."
