win the hairpin

Chapter 338
"Quick!" Song Huiyue's voice was cold and urgent, which made Tian Jiguang get up involuntarily. There was a sound of "咻" from behind, and an iron arrow landed behind him.

He broke out in a cold sweat and ran for his life, listening to Song Huiyue's instructions all the way forward.

No arrow fell except this one.

Seeing this situation, the others came back to their senses, seeing that the officers and soldiers of Xiazhou had no intention of continuing to shoot arrows, they ran away without a trace.

Tian Jiguang carried Song Huiyue all the way back to Lord Kuan's house. When the gatekeeper saw them coming back, he quickly opened the gate and let them in.

Song Huiyue got off Tian Jiguang's back, looked him up and said, "Your speed is too slow."

"Still... still slow?" Tian Jiguang panted like a cow.

He felt that he was running as fast as the wind, and none of the partners behind him could catch up with him. He didn't expect that in Song Huiyue's eyes, he was actually slow.

Who is faster?

This question was only fleeting, because soon he thought of the ghostly figure following them.

Song Huiyue didn't speak any more, she raised her legs and walked into the room, wanting to take off the heavy and perforated gold-woven skirt.

Tian Jiguang followed for two steps, and suddenly said: "Miss Li, weren't you afraid of being shot by random arrows just now?"

If she shoots an arrow, she will be on his back, but she will bear the brunt of it, and even become his meat shield.

He could feel that when Song Huiyue lay on his back, she didn't curl up into a ball, but stretched her body as much as possible in the posture of a protector, protecting his entire back.

Song Huiyue replied without turning her head: "Xia Guo lacks iron, and iron arrows are very precious things."

Tian Jiguang thought about it carefully, and it was true.

He still has a lot to ask, such as why Song Huiyue chose him, but Song Huiyue has already disappeared with great strides.

On the contrary, the group of partners chased after the catastrophe, and after seeing Tian Jiguang, they all rushed up and asked questions in a hurry.

Tian Jiguang was besieged verbally, and he was at a loss for resources, so he could only stop thinking about Song Huiyue, and turned to perfunctory to his companions: "How did you escape? Where is Lord Kuan?"

Master Kuan endured Bao Qing's old punch, his bones were almost broken, and he finally escaped.

He didn't go to the Yamen to confront Bao Qing, because the Yamen couldn't give him justice.

From the Central Plains to the Xia Kingdom, he has already understood that the gate of the yamen will not be opened to the powerless. Gold teeth will not be spared.

He wiped away the nosebleed, looked at Bao Qing, who was complacent even from the back, and felt ruthless in his heart.

When he got home, he washed himself thoroughly first. His fair skin was flushed red from the hot water, and his face was bruised and swollen, in urgent need of medical treatment.

After the doctor came, he couldn't recognize the head in front of him as Master Kuan's for a while. When Master Kuan made a sound, he was shocked and hurried forward to take care of that head.

After taking the medicine, Lord Kuan was not idle and went to see Song Huiyue.

Song Huiyue had already changed out of the dazzling clothes and put on the cotton padded clothes and long skirt she was wearing. She didn't have the embarrassment and anger of a bereaved dog, and was even a little kind.

She had already had a light meal and was slowly drinking a cup of hot tea. She looked up at Lord Kuan, and said slowly, "Master Kuan, please sit down. I don't know what's going on today. When will you be able to finish it?"

The gentle and gentle look on Master Kuan's face has turned into a bitter look, holding two golden hollow incense balls in his hands, trying to get rid of the greasy smell that seems to be absent from his body.

"Tonight, I will send you all out of the city to Huaizhou, and leave at midnight. After returning, I will cook Bao Qing."

"Bao Qing won't wait at the gate of the city?" Song Huiyue took a sip of hot tea, her lips turned red from the heat.

Master Kuan looked at her in the heat, and replied: "I will ask him to meet tonight, have a talk, and tell him to cooperate with him."

"Talk about it?" Song Huiyue put down her teacup, and looked at Lord Kuan with the eyes of a rare object.

Grandpa Kuan was about to explain that he was fooling around tonight, when he heard his servants running over in a panic and shouting, "Master, a boy came and said he belonged to Bao Qing!"

The person who came was a half-child, still childish, but with a fierce expression on his face, his eyes were like eagles, he caught the two people in the room, first stared at Master Kuan for a while, and then at Song Hui Yue, with a crappy Kyoto accent, said viciously: "Women don't mop the floor at home, but run out to show their faces, it's really disrespectful!"

Girls from the Xia Kingdom were not allowed to enter the place where gods were worshipped, and the half-grown boys were so impressed that they believed that women were four-legged snakes crawling around and working on the ground, so naturally they couldn't be called human beings.

He will not hide his malice, and even feel aggrieved because Song Huiyue received such a good reception - these should only be enjoyed by men.

Master Kuan didn't expect him to say such rude words suddenly, he immediately widened his eyes and scolded: "Nonsense..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Huiyue suddenly stepped forward, raised her hand, and slapped loudly.

The half-sized boy was caught off guard by a slap, and was slapped back by her. Before he could stand still, Song Huiyue had already stepped forward, and with another round slap, he fell to the ground with one slap.

"Boy, when I killed someone, you were still spinning your mother's calf! I'm not such a refined and reasonable person as Mr. Kuan."

After all, she said to Master Kuan amidst the loud curses of half a child: "Master Kuan, forgive me, I have always been vulgar."

Master Kuan hid his smile with a cough, and when Song Huiyue reached out his hand just now, he almost clapped his hands in applause - it's time to hit.

"Little lady, go back and rest, it's cold outside."

Song Huiyue nodded, turned around and left, the kid got up from the ground, just about to continue to swear at Song Huiyue, when he suddenly saw Song Huiyue turned around and smiled at him, with big dark eyes, showing a different kind of cruelty .

So he shut his mouth wisely and looked at Master Kuan.

He is here to deliver an ultimatum to Mr. Kuan. If Mr. Kuan cannot bring the distinguished guests and hand over the entire business to Bao Qing before this evening, Bao Qing will not only throw away his job, but will overturn the table. Let everyone have nothing to eat.

Facing the imprint of Wuzhishan on the child's face, Master Kuan became more and more amusing, but it was inconvenient to sneer at a brat, so his shoulders trembled.

Coughing hard, he swallowed back the smile in his heart, and a polite smirk appeared on his face: "Go back and tell Bao Qing that tonight, I'm still in today's restaurant, and I'll treat you."

The child got the answer, and saw that Grandpa Kuan didn't laugh at him, but took him seriously, and turned his anger into joy, like a small poisonous snake, grinning all the way, and swam out proudly.

After seeing off the little messenger, Lord Kuan turned his head to look at the courtyard where the guest lived, and silently lifted Song Huiyue's weight from his chest to his head.

He also knew that Bao Qing sent such a brainless kid here to humiliate himself, and he thought he had big plans and didn't care about the humiliation at this moment, but he didn't expect Song Huiyue to give himself out with two slaps.

He had mixed feelings in his heart: "We must send them out tonight, or I will be the one who gets slapped."

(End of this chapter)