Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Liao Niang was startled, and looked at Wan Yan in a daze, "Why do you ask that?"

"When I passed by the Lingjiang government office yesterday, I saw a notice posted at the gate of the office. At that time, I was taken aback. That girl looked exactly like my sister. I asked myself, how could she be my sister?"

Wan Yan followed the adult to investigate the case, and already knew when to act and what to ask or not to ask.

Look, Liao Niang looked flustered, definitely not a normal reaction.

"Oh? There is such a thing?" Liao Niang tried her best to hide her shock.

Wan Yan struck while the iron was hot, pretending to be surprised, "Did my sister not see it? I saw the same notice posted on the corner of the street, but it seems that the ink has faded over time, so it can't be seen clearly."

The little girl blinked: "I think my sister will definitely jump when she sees it. How can there be such a similar person in the world? But that person seems to be missing. It's very pitiful. I naturally think of my sister."

Liao Niang smiled awkwardly.

Wan Yan frowned lightly, lowered her head halfway, then raised her eyes lightly, her tone firm.

"Sister, I know you have a lot of secrets. You don't want to tell them, and I don't want to ask them. I won't go to Nanzhao with you if you guard me like this."

Liao Niang concealed her chaotic mood and didn't know how to respond.

"My sister wants to take me to Nanzhao. From my point of view, I put everything aside. My sister can't trust me. Why should I trust you?"

Just like the night when Liao Niang shut Wan Yan out, the little girl's eyes were flushed and foggy.

"Sister, I have no relatives in this world. Jiaofangsi is my home now. You asked me to leave home but didn't tell me anything. Do you think I can leave?"

Wan Yan sighed, "Sister, I'm leaving first. Tomorrow I want to take the first boat back to the capital, so let's leave here. Sister, I wish you a bright future and smooth sailing."

Wan Yan made a gesture to leave, but Liao Niang grabbed her, "Look at what you said, how can my sister hide it from you? Why did she hide it from you? Wan Yan, you misunderstood, as long as you come with me, I will tell you everything. "

Wan Yan shook her head, "Sister, how can I go with you if you don't tell me anything?"

The little girl's eyes were clear and transparent, and Liao Niang's eyes flashed with determination, "Okay, come here, as long as you follow me, I will tell you everything you want to know."

Wan Yan emphasized again, "Sister, tell me everything I should know. Is there any hope for me to go with you?"

When it comes to tongue twisters, Wan Yan is famous for her quick wit and quick thinking in Jiaofang Division.

Holding Wan Yan and sitting at the table, Liao Niang poured down the water in the teacup in one breath, "Wan Yan, to be honest, the girl you saw on the notice is my younger sister."

"Sister? I've never heard my sister mention that there is a younger sister. Is it my own sister?"

"Well, my sister and I are twins. Back then, my mother left the capital and took my sister away. I lived with my father. They came to Lingjiang Mansion, and we were separated from each other."

Wan Yan's doubts dissipated, and it turned out that Liao Niang and Liao Furong of Lingjiang Mansion were sisters.

So, Zhang Xiuhua is Liao Niang's biological mother?
With this idea confirmed, Wan Yan asked, "What's your sister's name? If you say that, your sister is missing?"

Liao Niang smiled mysteriously, "I don't know anything about the middle, but..." Liao Niang approached Wan Yan's ear, "My sister is not missing!"

Wan Yan raised her eyes and held her heart tightly. My lord is too powerful, so Liao Furong was really not missing.

"Then... what happened to the notice? Why do you say your sister is missing?"

Wan Yan purposely found a step for Liao Niang, pretending to realize suddenly, "I see, your sister left home, your mother was anxious, so she reported to the official first, but your sister came back home again."

Liao Niang chuckled, "No, Wan Yan, you see I won't hide anything from you, you can't say things that I don't believe you."

"I know. Only when my sister clears up the doubts in my heart can I seriously consider whether to go with you. We trust each other."

"Yes, yes, little girl, whatever you say is right." Liao Niang smiled, her expression relaxed, "It's good to talk to you about these things, you know? No one spoke."

"Sister, where is your sister now?"

"I don't know, it's complicated."

Wan Yan wanted to find out more information from the bottom of her heart, so she stopped asking.

"By the way, why didn't you go to your mother?"

"Speaking of which, let's talk about our going to Nanzhao. My mother and I can't show up together, because my sister's disappearance is not what you said, Wan Yan..."

Liao Niang tilted her head and tried her best to choose her words, "We are Daqi people, and now we are secretly going to Nanzhao, this matter cannot be publicized."

Wan Yan understood a little.

"But we go to Nanzhao like this, how do we live? It's good that your grandparents are from Nanzhao, so many of us have defected to the past, what do we need to live on?"

Wan Yan even suspected that Liao Niang encouraged her to go to Nanzhao because she wanted her to continue to make a living as the Jiaofang Secretary and make a living for them.

Liao Niang's next words interrupted Wan Yan's thoughts and shocked her even more than before.

"No, Wan Yan, I am a cook in the camp of the Imperial Forest Army in the south of the city. I am not only a cook, but I know the layout of the Imperial Forest Army in the capital, and the strength of the soldiers stationed in various places!"

Liao Niang's eyes were shining brightly, as if she had done a great event, and she would use the things she investigated to exchange for her future in the next few decades.

Wan Yan suppressed her shock and asked, "What about me? What can I do if I go to Nanzhao?"

Liao Niang took Wan Yan's hand, "Wan Yan, all the people you met in Jiaofang Division were dignitaries, don't tell me you don't know anything."

The original purpose was here, Wan Yan smiled, "What does my sister think I can know?"

"Don't talk about anything else, the ministers of the various ministries in the capital, what they look like, what their names are, and what anecdotes and secrets they have, don't you know better than you say!"

"Sister, what do you mean I should tell the Nanzhao people?"

Liao Niang stared at Wan Yan with affectionate eyes: "Wan Yan, you have to believe me, I know you know much more than I do at the first sight of you."

Wan Yan lowered her eyes, thinking about what she would do next.

Now Liao Niang's purpose is very clear to her.

Liao Niang is a fine artist, she is from Nanzhao.

The purpose of her eagerness to go to Nanzhao is to exchange the big prayer plan in her hand for future prosperity and wealth.

But... Nanzhao wants these things?
What did Nanzhao want these things for?

Wan Yan was completely unfamiliar with Nanzhao, but she knew that Liao Niang's approach was wrong, even utterly wrong.

Wan Yan didn't know what the consequences would be, she was anxious to see the adults.

But Wan Yan knew that no matter whether Liao Niang was a great prayer or not, she could not do these things.

"Sister, let's take these things to Nanzhao, anyone want?"

"Of course."

"I don't understand. If we arrive in Nanzhao and just walk into the imperial city like this, who will we go to? The King of Nanzhao won't drive us out? Can you believe our words?"

"In the end, my sister is cautious. To tell you the truth, we are not alone. My uncle has been secretly doing the task of delivering news to Nanzhao in Daqi. We also followed my uncle when we went to Nanzhao."

Wan Yan was extremely shocked, so that Liao Niang's family is the secret work of Nanzhao's placement in Daqi?

They have passed a lot of important information about Daqi to Nanzhao?

"This... Your uncle is taking us away?"

Liao Niang showed sadness, "Oh, my uncle was killed in an accident. The person who took us away this time is called Yu Qing. We made an appointment to see each other in two days, and he will come to the inn tomorrow."

Wan Yan's thoughts were on being killed in an accident.

"You said something happened to your uncle? What happened?"

"Well, it was agreed that my uncle would pick me up from Bao'an Mansion, but he was killed that night."

"What's your uncle's name?"

Wan Yan's heart rose to her throat, and she felt a clue was strung together.

Liao Niang's words made Wan Yan's spine feel cold and her scalp numb.

"Zhang Kairong, my uncle's name is Zhang Kairong..."