When Han Changmu and Chen Yanxuan were talking, Qing Qian kept folding clothes with her head down. Although she didn't make a sound, she could hear every word very clearly.
She originally thought that Han Changmu was just a noble son of an aristocratic family, but when she heard that the guard actually called him the crown prince, and acted like a fool, she knew that she was following the right person. With her background, the crown princess should not even think about it. Yes, but the concubine can still think about it.
As for Yao Yao, such a thick woman was not enough for her to take her seriously.
She lowered her head, her mind spinning a thousand times, when she heard Han Changmu order Chen Yanxuan: "Go and ask Yao to join the army. I have something to discuss with her."
Upon hearing this, Qing Qian immediately raised her head, her eyes flashing.
No wonder Yao Yao looks so rough, he turns out to be a member of the government, a girl from a prominent family, no wonder he is not delicate at all.
Snow began to fall again late at night, and a thin layer of gray snow had accumulated on the roof tiles in the courtyard.
The place where Han Changmu lived was located in the deepest part of the fort and was very heavily guarded.
Yao Yao wrapped her cloak tightly, facing the wind and snow, and walked into the room, bringing a chill with her.
Seeing this, Han Changmu quickly brushed off the floating snow on Yao Yao's shoulders, held her hand, and said with concern: "Is it cold? Come on, warm your hands."
Yao Yao was very embarrassed. She had decided to separate from Han Changmu. No, to be serious, they had ended before they even started. Such an intimate move was too inappropriate.
She slowly pulled out her hand and saluted. Han Changmu's identity was no longer a secret. She no longer needed to call him the ambiguous title of Young Master. She lowered her eyes and said, "I have met the young envoy, but I don't know if he is calling me." Come down here, what are your orders?"
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, knowing that Yao Yao was still angry, he smiled bitterly: "Sit down and talk."
Qing Qian hurriedly poured tea and said respectfully: "Miss Ayao, please have some tea."
Yao Yao reluctantly agreed. When facing Han Changmu, he lost his previous wantonness and regained the coldness when they first met.
Han Changmu's heart was in a trance for a moment, and he said calmly: "I found some problems in the confessions of those from the Four Saints Sect. Luntai City is not safe enough. I dare not think more about it. This place is already very safe. This I just asked you to come over and discuss it carefully."
Yao Yao nodded with a respectful attitude: "Sir, please speak."
Han Changmu ordered Qing Qian to light a few more lamps, spread out the copied confession, and draw scarlet circles with his pen.
Yao Yao was very surprised. She had not expected that Han Changmu had trusted Qingqian to such an extent that he would not even let her avoid talking about such secret things.
She had lost a lot of weight, and the bracelet could be easily removed. She held the bracelet and faced the candlelight, carefully identifying the content engraved inside the bracelet to see if there was any useful information.
Han Changmu also had a bracelet on his hand, and he and Yao Yao bumped heads and discussed each word.
Qing Qian sat aside and watched, her eyes flashing, and her heart was filled with acid, and she just felt so wet.
She endured and endured, until finally Han Changmu slapped the desk hard: "Yes, the confessions in this confession are all members of the Four Holy Sects. According to the situation in Luntai City that day, these members are loyal to the Holy Lord. As for the hall established privately by the young master, these confessions did not mention it at all."
Qing Qian quickly brought snacks and tea, put them in the hands of the two of them, and said softly: "Master, Miss Ayao, rest for a while and use some snacks."
Han Changmu held Qingqian's hand and smiled gently: "Qingqian, if you are tired, go to bed earlier. You don't have to stay with us."
Qing Qian smiled and shook his head: "I'm not tired, my servant. It's my duty to serve you."
Yao Yao pursed her lips, saying that the White Lotus Green Tea Bitch is the most confusing, she is beautiful and sensible, what man wouldn’t want her, let alone men, even a woman would be tempted by her.
She calmed down and said in a deep voice: "What if these people don't know about the existence of the young master's private church?"
Han Changmu smiled faintly: "Zhou Wuhen may be hiding something, but that may not be the case for the person who was frightened by your underworld marriage. He is a very important protector in the sect and is trusted by the Holy Lord. He must be I would know something about it, but he didn’t mention it at all, isn’t it strange?”
After a moment of silence, Yao Yao was silent and snorted: "I just said that there is something wrong with them confessing so quickly."
Han Changmu shook his head and chuckled. He picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on the paper and handed it to Yao Yao: "These are the place names mentioned in the confession. Write them down now. You should secretly investigate them along the way."
Yao Yao silently wrote down the contents on the paper, then burned the paper and nodded: "Sir, I have written it down. If there is nothing else, I will leave."
Han Changmu nodded: "You should rest early and have another day of rest tomorrow. We will set off the day after tomorrow."
Yao Yao walked a few steps, suddenly took off his bracelet and placed it on the desk, saying softly: "My lord, return the property to its original owner."
"Ah Yao, wait, wait." Han Changmu hurriedly stopped Yao Yao, picked up the bracelet and stuffed it into her hand, and hesitated to say: "You, I gave this to you, please keep it. ."
Yao Yao smiled with an alienated look on his face, and pushed Han Changmu's hand away: "Sir, I feel ashamed of myself. I have been carrying this thing with fear all day long. Please don't embarrass me."
After saying that, she opened the door and went out without even putting on her cloak. Feixue suddenly rushed into the room as warm as spring.
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, and cold snow flakes hit his face. He came back to his senses, grabbed the bracelet and cloak and chased out.
"A Yao, wait, wait." Han Changmu shouted from behind.
Yao Yao, however, acted as if he had seen a ghost and walked faster and faster without looking back.
Han Changmu smiled bitterly, flew up, took Yao Yao's hand, put the cloak on her shoulders, and put his hand around her wrist, and said sourly and bitterly: "A Yao, am I a ghost?"
Yao Yao broke away from Han Changmu's hand. In his panic, he didn't notice that Han Changmu put the bracelet back on. He ran back to the room and noticed something abnormal on his wrist.
She took it off and smashed it on Hu's bed. She only heard a snap and the bracelet actually split.
She secretly screamed that it was broken, and quickly picked it up. When she looked at the light, she saw that the broken surface of the bracelet was jagged, and it was actually empty inside.
This King of Hell is really stingy. He gave someone a rotten wooden bracelet, but it was actually hollow. No wonder it broke when he dropped it.
She thought for a while and took out a small hammer, tweezers, and a pair of silver buttons from the bag.
She knocked the bracelet, trying to knock out the wood residue inside, and then used a silver button to put the cracked bracelet back into place.
After a few knocks, there was another snap, and something fell out of the hollow bracelet and rolled to Yao Yao's hand.
Yao Yao picked it up and looked at the light carefully. It was a thumb-sized sign. It was square and slightly curved. It looked a bit like the Wushi sign she had seen in her previous life. The material looked like jade but not jade, but it was white and translucent. .
As she looked at it, her face turned pale. Under the candlelight, she could clearly see a delicate four-petal plum blossom carved in the center of the white brand, and the stamen of the plum blossom was a blank groove.
She was so frightened that her hand shook and the sign fell. She also fell off the bed, causing her butt to hurt.
This pattern, like a tarsal bone, is exactly the same as the tattoo on her ankle.
She stared at the thing blankly, the shock in her heart surged like a tide, and she couldn't understand it.
What the hell is this thing, what is it used for, how did it fall out of the bracelet, where did Han Changmu get this bracelet, and does he know that there is something else in the bracelet.
The fracture of the bracelet was jagged and she had just broken it. When Han Changmu took out the bracelet, he had no idea that she had this mark on her body. Naturally, it was impossible to use this thing to test her.
Now that he knew the mark on her body, with his cautious nature, it was even more impossible to use this thing to scare others. So when she returned the bracelet just now, she should have taken it back.
From this point of view, Han Changmu really didn't know anything. He didn't know the existence of this brand at all, otherwise his scheming would be too deep.
She could neither throw away nor hand over this hot potato.
She thought for a while, tied a bandage and wore it close to her neck. It was safest to wear it close to her body.
Han Changmu stood in the wind and snow for a long time, feeling lost. The snow fell on him, and he was completely unaware. For the first time, he felt heartache.
Qingqian waited and waited until Han Changmu came back, so she chased him out with an umbrella. When she saw Han Changmu almost frozen into a snowman, she shouted anxiously: "Young Master, Young Master, what are you doing, let's go, let's go, Let’s go back to the room first, and then we’ll talk about it later.”
She dragged Han Changmu back to the room with difficulty, wiped his hair and changed clothes. She was so distressed that she burst into tears: "Master, why are you doing this?"
Han Changmu smiled bitterly and said: "Qingqian, do you think I am so annoying?"
Qing Qian shook her head with tears in her eyes: "Sir, it's Miss A'ao who doesn't understand your painstaking efforts. It's none of your business. It's all your fault that I've caused you trouble."
Han Changmu slowly wiped his tears and smiled: "I haven't cried yet. Why are you crying?"
Qing Qian cried with tears and almost couldn't breathe: "It's all your fault. Miss Ah Yao didn't like me, that's why she was angry with him. I shouldn't have followed him back, I should have stayed in Luntai." Cheng, so that the young master will not have any trouble with Miss A Yao, and the young master will not be in such a difficult situation."
Han Changmu patted Qingqian's face gently and smiled happily: "Qingqian, you are my person, and you are the one you are throwing away by belittling yourself like this."
Qing Qian hurriedly wiped away her tears and smiled shyly: "Master, I know my mistake. I will never embarrass you again."
Han Changmu touched Qing Qian's bun lovingly, covered his mouth and yawned: "Go to bed."
