Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 21 The Master Behind Xiaoyaoju ([-])
"what?"

Su Rao suddenly raised her eyebrows, and the peach color at the end of her eyes gradually became more intense.

Young Master Xiao has already left, Huan Niang knew, but she still said such words now, there is only one reason, Huan Niang told her master behind Su Rao's identity.

"Huan Niang, you violated..."

Just as Su Rao was about to get angry, Huan Niang took out something for Su Rao.

A palm-sized black round token, with a totem engraved on one side, like a cloud, and like a wind blowing up, on the other side is a Chinese character for 'Han', in cursive script.

"Don't rush to get angry. The master said that you will understand when you see this thing. He said that he will go to you and talk to you about the dowry pavilion in person."

After saying that, Huan Niang stood up, and her eyes fell on Su Rao strangely.

Two sizzles.

"It's really unexpected! Unexpectedly, it seems that the slave family will have to hang out with Miss Su in the future."

Living freely, ordering freely, seeing orders is like meeting people, and obeying orders.

Twirling her waist, Huan Niang turned and left.

Living in a happy house, don't find out about the master's affairs, just obey the master's orders, don't ask about the master's coming and going, in short, there is only one sentence, the master's order is obedience, and the traitor will take the initiative to kill himself.

Su Rao took the Xiaoyao Ling and felt familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen it before. At this time, Huan Niang came in again:
"By the way, if you can't remember it, the master asked the servant to remind you four words, 'umbrella on a rainy night', and you should be able to remember it."

Rainy night?Umbrella?
Su Rao frowned, her eyes were thoughtful, and after a breath, her eyes were full of astonishment. She did remember the umbrella on a rainy night.

Master of Happy House...

It's... it's...

A figure that Su Rao had long forgotten came to mind.

That was two years ago. Not long after the opening of the Cang Pavilion, it was an important stage of rising. On a rainy night, a batch of makeup powder in the Cang Pavilion was damp and solidified into granules, and that batch of makeup powder was what Queen Yao wanted. Birthday, a reward given to the wives of each family.

This matter happened urgently, and it was late at night, so she went directly to the Cang Pavilion before changing her clothes, and it took half the night to solve it.

It was almost dawn, and she had to go back, but the tunnel she had just dug had water infiltrated due to heavy rain, and a section of it collapsed and was blocked.

She could only venture outside.

As a result, in a small alley on Nanning Street, she met a man. The man was dressed in a black robe, his whole body was icy cold, and he exuded a strong cold breath. , to a kind of oppression like himself, as cold as an ice cave.

At that time, she thought that she had met some cold-blooded killer who killed people like hemp, but he didn't make a move first, and she didn't make a move either.

That road is only a thin line away from Nanning Street, and she will not make a move unless it is absolutely necessary.

The two of them looked at each other, the time seemed to be quiet, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the cold wind was blowing, her dress was stained, and the man didn't have an umbrella, and the whole person was in the torrential rain .

The rushing rain, combined with the lightning and thunder, illuminated the silver-black mask on his face, and the rain flowed down the mask.

She had never seen clearly the shape of the eyes under the mask, but she guessed that they should be Danfeng eyes, because she felt that they were slender.

Obviously his whole body is cold, but in his eyes, she felt that his heart might be warm for no reason.

So her brain got hot, and she walked over and put the umbrella on top of his head to cover the storm, and then said a word:

"Such a heavy rain, if it rains here, a cold can kill you. You and I are just passers-by. I will not block your way, and you will not block mine. I have never met you, and you have never met We've never met each other before me."

After she finished speaking, she gave the man her umbrella in a twitch of her brain, and then she was about to run quickly with her head in her arms. If she ran faster, she would be drowned at most, after all, she was coming soon.

As soon as he stepped forward, the man spoke, his voice was the same as his own, very cold, the cold feeling penetrated into the bone marrow, he only said a word, and then gave her a token.

She saw through the lightning that it was the token in her hand, but she didn't take it back and ran away.

We just met by chance, and we will never see each other again in the future.

And the sentence he said was: "Han Mochen, my name, you are the first person to shield me from such a storm."

This person, after that night, she left it behind in a few days.

She really didn't expect that he would be the master behind Xiaoyaoju.

Suddenly, Su Rao patted her head, a hint of annoyance appeared on her face.

She should have thought of it a long time ago, the person who can appear there is dressed in black and mask, so mysterious, who else can it be except the master behind Xiaoyaoju.

After watching Xiaoyao Ling for a long time, Su Rao put it away and left the house.

Looking outside the window lattice, the sun has gone west, today's sky is a bit hazy, the sun feels covered in a veil of mist, not as bright as it was a few days ago, so golden and warm.

She has been staying for a long time, the envoys from Tanliang and Zhusiam should have already entered the palace, and now the second elder brother should come back at this time, and she should go back too.

Su Rao takes Yisu back through the secret passage, and Yiying is left behind by Xiao Zhi.

When she went out as Su Rao in the past, she only brought Yisu with her, and almost no one saw Yiying appear beside her.

Only the Su family knew.

Now it is okay to let Yiying stay in the Cang Pavilion, anyway, there is nothing important for him to do around her, Yisu alone is enough.

What's more, Xiao Zhi and Yiying are in love with each other, and she can't be the club that beats the mandarin ducks.

In this ancient times, it is very difficult to meet a couple who are happy with each other.

In ancient times, men and women were always ordered by their parents and spoken by matchmakers.

Both men and women are married, but they don't know whether they are married to a crooked melon or a cracked date, completely blind and dumb.

The night is coming, and the sky is dark tonight without a single star.

Dark clouds replaced the stars and the moon, and the entire night sky was dark.

In the side pavilion of Raoxiang Pavilion, candles were burning, which formed a perfect contrast with the thick ink outside. Su Rao stood in front of the window lattice with a Xiaoyao Ling in her hand, and the cool wind blowing every night caressed her three thousand hairs. Looking across the face, there is moisture in the wind, and it is estimated that it will rain tonight.

It's already September, and the nights are getting cooler.

Yisu brought a bright red fur coat, "Miss, be careful of catching a cold."

"Yisu, do you think the master of Xiaoyaoju will come tonight?"

Putting away the Xiaoyao Ling, Su Rao gathered up her fur, and looked outside the courtyard.

Before Yisu could answer, a black shadow came across the courtyard wall.

Under the night was another black robe, which almost merged with the night, and she couldn't even notice it, let alone someone who came into the courtyard, but Su Rao felt a sudden movement for no reason, although she didn't hear anything, Maybe it's just a woman's sixth sense.

But she knows.

he came.

His eyes moved secretly.

The black shadow had landed in the corridor on the second floor of the attic, Uncle Hao didn't even notice it, it can be seen that this person's martial arts skills are probably much higher than hers.

Su Rao has practiced martial arts for eight years. During the daytime, General Su would teach her personally, and at night, Uncle Hao would also give her advice. Only then did she acquire a superb martial arts skill in just eight years, because her efforts were made by others. Double, triple, or even ten times as much.

Getting stronger is also a way for Su Rao to suppress herself for the past eight years. She exhausted all her energy every day until she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers, and she couldn't think about it anymore. Fall asleep, sleep tired.

Rather than every night being like the one year of fleeing and hiding, every night and every night when the fire broke out in the East Palace, the loving face of the mother and concubine disappeared bit by bit from her sight.

The palace was full of red blood, the heads of the father and grandfather on the towering city wall, the corpses of all the relatives of the Daqin royal family, even the three-year-old brother, were never spared, and they all died with regret.

Children are innocent, what is wrong with babies, but those killers, those executioners, are not half-hearted, just because they were born in the Great Qin Dynasty, the country is destroyed, the family is destroyed, and the ending can only be such a tragic death.

(End of this chapter)