The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 159 Assassination
Everyone waited until it was close to noon, but there was still no news of Mr. Wen San.

The scorching sun shone in from the window, and the people in the lobby couldn't help feeling a little impatient. They loosened their collars and shook their fans violently, and some bold guests directly asked the owner of Xinghualou, Mr. Wen San, why he didn't come.

The owner of Xinghualou can only advise everyone to be calm and calm, saying that Mr. Wen San will definitely come, but it is hot, so he may go to bed late.

"Princess, that Mr. Wen San...if he doesn't come..." After waiting for a long time, Xiangxia was a little impatient, and the hand that poured her tea trembled slightly, wishing that Mr. Wen would come soon so that the princess's The plan was implemented smoothly, but at the same time, he hoped that Mr. Wen San would not come, lest there would be another bloody storm in Xinghualou later, and it would be bad if the princess was hurt.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come." Zhao Shuang said, quietly squinting at the attics on the second and third floors.

It was dark in the attic, no sunlight, no candles, only two flashes of metal shot into the eyes for a moment.

That is the metal reflection on the bow and arrow, Hulan and Humu are ready.

Zhao Shuang held the tea, sniffing the fragrance of the tea while thinking in her heart.

If the third son of Wen is really Xiao Yan, there is only one reason for him to come to this border town, that is, he did not give up after failing in the Yuxu Temple last time, and wanted to take himself captive to the northern border.

Then he was talking about books with great fanfare in Xinghualou, just waiting for himself to come here admiringly.She didn't come to Xinghualou for such a long time before, but she finally appeared today, and she was sitting by the conspicuous window. If Xiao Yan wanted to take her away, then she would definitely not miss it today.

While he was thinking, there was a sudden burst of exclamations coming from the entrance of the lobby.

"Master Wen San!"

The noise in the lobby stopped for an instant, and everyone's heads looked towards the door in unison, as if they had turned a switch.

I saw a man wearing a navy blue streamer brocade robe leading two followers and walking in through the gate calmly.

The man was slender, with an ordinary Han man's bun on his head, and a white jade hairpin, but it could be seen that his hair was light brown with slight curls, and he was a foreigner.

Zhao Shuang followed the exclamation of the crowd and looked at the man's face.Xiao Yan's iconic high nose bridge can't be found anywhere else in West Yunnan. The man's eyes, as deep as a secluded pool, lightly swept across the people in the hall, and seemed to be looking in her direction for a moment.

Sure enough it was him!

Zhao Shuang looked up and down the foreign man with contempt.

Unexpectedly, when he put on Da Zhou's clothes, he looked like a dog and looked very attractive.

Right now Dazhou and Beiliang are fighting in the northern border, how dare he go deep into the hinterland of Dazhou and come to the west of Yunnan to die!

The man was holding a folding fan in his hand, and he was shaking it gently just like the Central Plains people, but his movements didn't seem to be very skillful, as if he was pretending to be elegant.

A big bearded man was following behind, and Zhao Shuang recognized at a glance that it was Dong Duo whose ear had been bitten off by Ruo Ji, and another stranger from the north.

Surrounded by the scorching eyes and cheers of the crowd, the three of them walked up to the storytelling stand.

Xiao Yan bowed to everyone, and the hall fell silent immediately, all the men and women were looking forward to it, waiting for Mr. Wen San to speak.

"Dong Duo, show everyone what's in the bag." Xiao Yan pointed at the bag in Dong Duo's hand lightly with his folding fan, and smiled softly at everyone, his gaze stayed on Zhao Shuang's face for a moment.

Dong Duo and another follower put a black cloth bundle on the table and slowly opened it.

I saw many clay bottles of various colors inside, and each clay bottle had a small cap, and a red string was tied to the cap.

"Thank you for coming today," Xiao Yan said, holding a folding fan and performing a non-standard etiquette, pointing to the pottery pots in the package, "These are the elixir that I collected in the Northern Liang Kingdom. 'Beauty Grass', if you are interested, you can buy it for ten taels of silver and take it home. In addition, this pottery bottle, which is a special product in the north, is also given to you as a gift."

The noble ladies and dandies sitting in the hall suddenly became interested, stood up one after another, stared at the various clay bottles in the package, and after a few glances, they felt that they were ordinary and sat down disappointed.

"Master Wen San! We also have this beauty grass in Chuzhou, what's so special about it?" A noble man in a light green blouse asked first.

Everyone in the hall echoed, "Yes! We also have them in Chuzhou."

Beauty grass, placed in a bathtub, can make people's skin tender and smooth, and wash away blemishes, so it is called "beauty grass".

"When it comes to exotic flowers and plants, no other place can compare with ours in western Yunnan," a well-dressed Chuzhou noble girl stood up, and the third son of Chaowen smiled lightly, "I'm afraid you don't understand, I have traveled thousands of miles from the northern border. If you bring this kind of thing, I'm afraid it will be a loss-making business this time."

"Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

"I will never do business at a loss," Mr. Wen San put away his folding fan, and looked at the noble lady who had just spoken with a smile. It’s different. The fragrance made of beauty grass, just smelling a little, can make people blush and heartbeat, as if the beauty is beside them, ecstatic and happy, forgetting all the troubles of the world.”

"Then what if the woman smells the fragrance of beauty grass?" An old man who watched the excitement asked with a smile.

"Naturally, it's like a lover who has been thinking about it day and night, like a dream, and it's hard to extricate myself..." Wen San said, and raised his eyebrows to look at Zhao Shuang again.

Not knowing whether what he said was true or not, everyone in the hall began to "twitter" to discuss again.

"If you don't believe me, I can give you a bottle to sniff and see if I'm telling any lies." Mr. Wen San said, and asked Dong Duo to hold a brown pottery bottle and pass it to the guests in the audience. Passed one by one and sniffed.

Suddenly, there was a vague fragrance in the lobby. The fragrance was mild and not choking, but it was an elegant fragrance that I had never smelled before.

Zhao Shuang was not interested in the beauty grass, and only looked up at the direction of the attic above the storyteller's head.

The strange fragrance enveloped Xinghualou, and the people in the hall suddenly fell into a daydream as if they drank strong wine. Some saw the woman who had been thinking about it day and night, and some saw the dead lover close in front of them. The bodies of men and women Shaking, eyes blurred.

With a bang, the brown pottery bottle fell to the ground, and the fragrance became more intense.

"Shuang'er!" A familiar man's voice sounded behind him.

The woman in the lavender dress suddenly looked back, turned her head to look, and saw a familiar slender figure approaching, holding her face with both hands and asking, "Why are you still walking around with your big belly?"

"My lord!" Zhao Shuang cried out, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Come back with me." The man took her hand and turned to walk towards the gate.

His figure was tall and straight, his face was extremely handsome, and even the breath on his body and the warmth of his palms were so familiar that no one could ignore it.

Zhao Shuang stared blankly at the man beside him, and suddenly saw two cold lights flashing, and then a burning smell in the air covered the fragrance of the beauty grass.

(End of this chapter)