Xianyu's leisurely life through books

"We have been out for less than three months, and Du Rouhui has only been in power for two months, but she is quick to ruin your reputation and cause problems in the store."

"According to her temperament and speed, there may be more things we don't want to see in the future... We can't wait any longer."

Pei Xiaoxiao was startled, then nodded: "You're right...then what do you want?"

"I will stay in the capital to look for opportunities in the near future, and I will not come back for the time being."

He tied the sleeve arrows to his wrists, and hid the hidden weapon in his belt. He spoke in a calm tone, but with a murderous intent.

Pei Xiaoxiao's heart tightened, she took a deep breath, and said nothing.

Song Yu walked towards her, his tense face disappeared, and his brows and eyes were full of tenderness:
"If I succeed in the assassination, according to His Highness's concern for Du Rouhui, I might be able to seal the gate of the city. If you follow, you may be blocked in the city too...It will be easier for me to get out if I act alone."

"Here you are, don't run around, try not to get into conflict with the neighbors, take care of yourself... wait for me to come back."

Pei Xiaoxiao took his hand and reminded:
"The time limit for me to turn back time is seven days... every six days... no more than seven days at the latest, you must come back... okay?"

Pei Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of worry, and Song Yu's heart felt warm, and he leaned over and gave her a light peck: "Okay."

"OK, wait for me."

Orders are issued layer by layer.

Du Rouhui stood there with a faint smile on her lips, and the joy in her eyes almost overflowed.

Where can withstand the crowds?

The crowd flocked that way.

There was only one thought left in her mind: it was dead, it was dead.

boom!
The man didn't stop, he turned his head and glanced, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the panic, the people crowded and shoved.

Pei Xiaoxiao shook her head, then blinked again.

There was a man on the stage, beating a gong with a gong.

Du Rouhui opened her eyes wide and held the guard's hand behind her back, wanting to say...

The door was pushed open.

The familiar dangling feeling always feels like shedding another layer of skin.

Of course...

Pei Xiaoxiao paced back and forth in the courtyard, her steps hurried.

But this colored cloth...is pretty big.

Zhuque Street was blocked, and those who did not escape were taken to the yamen and interrogated one by one about the situation at that time.

A tall man led a horse and walked slowly towards the suburbs of Beijing.

Or plan to use it for performances.

The dark guard turned around abruptly and swept towards the crowd.

Song Yu is also a well-trained veteran, and his anti-detection skills are not bad.

His eyebrows... are very familiar.

Two quarters of an hour later...

Stop here and look there.

If Song Yu assassinated him as soon as he entered the city gate, and then something happened...

The heavy city gate slowly closed.

Du Rouhui was full of interest, and she also stopped not far from the high platform, looking up.

The officials were also extremely displeased.

Beside her is a clever servant girl, and there are guards at the front and back, clearing the way and cutting off the back.

Song Yu pinched her nose with a smile, and said dotingly:
"Well, it's your equestrian master."

Song Yu was picking up things in the room, and Pei Xiaoxiao went to cancel the rent with the landlord.

Song Yu turned around and disappeared into the alley.

Light and elegant.

Do not look down.

Song Yu glanced across the entire street.

The early summer wind blows, and the light blue ribbon on the head rises with the wind, drawing a beautiful arc, just like the pace of its owner.

It's her Master Song.

From the corner of the eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person beside the high platform.

The servant girls and guards were by her side, opening up a small space for her.

The dark guard took a deep breath, "Bending down and hugging Du Rouhui, he said in a difficult voice, "Okay, I will send you to see His Highness as soon as possible... Try to let you see each other for the last time..."

call out--

Everyone is a suspicious person, and no one is a suspicious person.

squeak-

The petite person fell headfirst into the man's strong and broad embrace:
"Is it my Master Song?"

shocking.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Pei Xiaoxiao's heart missed two beats and her breathing became short of breath.

A village on the outskirts of Beijing.

He came to vent his anger on Pei Xiaoxiao!
why why?
Du Rouhui burst into tears, feeling sad and unwilling.

The two finally fell into the wing room on the second floor of the teahouse.

The screams of pain in her ears almost pierced her deafness.

If I get up late tomorrow, will I miss the seven-day deadline?

She bent down, reached out with her hand, and picked up Du Rouhui's back collar.

At the moment when she turned her head, the mast beside the high platform toppled down for some reason, and the hunting colored cloth was like a spider web, covering the hood of the crowded crowd.

As the buckle snapped open, she and Du Rouhui flew towards the window sill like arrows leaving the string.

not sure.

There was a riot in the capital, and the third prince and side concubine were assassinated to death in public.

Letting him go, Pei Xiaoxiao reluctantly urged, "Be careful."

Song Yu glanced in the direction of the capital, lowered his eyes again, and pecked lightly on her lips: "Don't worry, it won't hurt... Xiaoxiao, we will have a lot of time in the future, so we can take our time... Be good."

She was so excited that her blood gushed even more.

Du Rouhui got off the carriage from the end of Suzaku Street.

At the feet of the emperor, someone actually committed a crime.

But this time she didn't hide, she hooked Song Yu's neck and pulled him down.

She jumped up from the side of the street, stepped on the heads of the people, and jumped to Du Rouhui's side in two jumps.

No, she is going to the city gate to have a look.

The more excited she became, the more speechless she became.

The facial features are ordinary, not handsome.

Bright red blood gushed out from between her fingers, staining her gorgeous and complicated clothes red.

what does this mean?
penetrating wound.

It was a tall man in light blue clothes, reining in the horse, turning over, and striding towards her.

Take a closer look.

Or is she very proud of hearing others scold Xiaoxiao for being black-hearted?
The time to stare at the target should not be too long, and the emotion should not be too strong.

The hidden guards are trained and alert.

She stopped and turned her head, trying to take a closer look.

Six days passed in a blink of an eye.

but……

Someone on the stage was performing acrobatics, and the people in the audience stopped to watch, and cooperated with the host to enhance the atmosphere.

One of the guards advised:

Today is the sixth day, and tomorrow morning will be the day Song Yu left seven days ago.

He got on his horse, clamped the horse's belly, and headed for the outskirts of Beijing.

Only hers.

After standing at the Sunshine Dessert Shop for half an hour, I didn't get in the car immediately, but headed towards the street.

The dark guard's complexion changed.

How can it be?

Pei Xiaoxiao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Du Rouhui was lying on the floor, with tears in her eyes, and a strange sound from her throat, she said indistinctly, "Song...Song...hoho..."

Not too crowded.

The smile between Pei Xiaoxiao's eyebrows froze, and she slowly raised her head.

Song Yu stopped in his tracks, with a smile on his lips, and opened his arms towards her.

There is also a dark guard with strong martial arts in the dark.

He hides himself in the crowd.

Instead of going out to treat people in a carriage, I went to Suzaku Street.

The dark guard is like falling into an ice cellar.

You idiot, who wants to see the Third Prince?
I want to say that it was Song Yu who killed me!
Must be him!
He must be angry that she suppressed Pei Xiaoxiao.

He hasn't removed the fake makeup yet, and his facial features are ordinary, but his eyebrows and eyes exude familiar affection, and even the arrogance revealed by the arc of his jaw is soft.

But the stone in my heart has not been put down, and my ears move.

She wants them to pay the price!

He is wearing a light blue long gown, with a fair face and ordinary features, but he has the tendency of cutting and chiseling.

Song Yu watched this scene from a distance with cold eyes.

With the backhand of his left hand, he shot the claw hook towards the window sill on the second floor of the teahouse beside the street.

The capital has a population of over one million, and Suzaku Street is the most prosperous street in the entire capital.

With a pause, she pulled the latch.

Song Yu laughed loudly, took her hand, and went to the courtyard: "Clean up, let's go to the south."

Is it Song Yu?

As long as she jumped onto the window sill, the side concubine would be fine.

They talked about the magic and black heart of the inventor of the cake, and praised the merchants who spread the cake here... let them be lucky enough to smell this fairy-like smell.

Pei Xiaoxiao knew that there was still time to think and wait, but she was really anxious.

His fake beard brushed the man's chin still uncomfortable.

She died.

No matter how powerful the guards were, there were only two of them.

She seemed dazzled.

Or eye-catching.

She has followed him for the whole life, and has been in close contact with him frequently in the past year.

She turned her head stiffly.

The throat has been pierced, where is there any live head?
The dark guard's eyes turned black.

The afternoon sun is too bright.

"Ho... Song... Ho Ho..."

"Mother, there are too many people, it's not safe, let's get out of here?"

"Dangdangdang—"

Du Rouhui's face was twisted, her hands were covering the side of her neck.

She was dressed luxuriously, and the guards beside her seemed not to be trifled with. Although the crowded people around her were somewhat dissatisfied, they did not dare to speak out.

However, there are too many people.

There are two bleeding spots on her neck.

It was the crackling sound of metal.

In the middle of Zhuque Street, some merchants set up a high platform, and the masts beside it hung colorful flags that fluttered with the wind.

The third prince was furious.

Pei Xiaoxiao softened her body, and nestled in the man's arms, with her head leaning back on the crook of his leash arm, staring at him pitifully: "Sir, I don't want to learn how to ride a horse, I'm afraid of pain."

This is slapping the royal family in the face.

behind him.

My heart skipped a beat.

One on the front throat and one on the right rear of the neck.

Pei Xiaoxiao sat on the horseback, thinking of the sadness of riding a horse during that time, her face was a little distorted.

He came to inspect her after she stole Xiaoxiao's achievement, how glorious is it?

Her heart tightened, knowing that it was not good, she subconsciously wanted to throw Du Rouhui into the room on the second floor.

outside the city gate.

She went to the Sunshine Snack Shop.

People were still screaming and shoving.

The people around followed the strong aroma of the cake and came over, unwilling to leave.

Song Yu stroked her head lovingly, pecked her again, and nodded:

Du Rouhui finally went out.

The third prince ordered to close the city gate.

There is a long queue of servants and maidservants from various prefectures.

The scene is chaotic.

Even in the daytime, there will be a lot of traffic.

That man is so tall, he doesn't look bad.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die at the hands of Song Yu because of that bitch Pei Xiaoxiao.

The dark guard breathed a sigh of relief.

The crowd exclaimed and tiptoeed one after another.

Du Rouhui looked at the moving heads around her, thinking that the third concubine hated her to the bone and made her trip up from time to time, so she nodded: "Okay."

But figure...

The kiss was thin and dense, light and soft, and the breath of both sides was entangled for a long time.

She turned around.

He abandoned his beard to dress up...

It's time to go shopping.

She felt... She shouldn't admit her mistake.

They dug three feet to find out the gangsters who dared to assassinate the royal family.

Song Yu got on the horse, embraced her from behind, grabbed the rein with the other hand, and turned the horse's head.

Du Rouhui looked over there for a while, and then walked over.

In the distance, someone came riding a horse, stepping on the light, like a dream.

She trotted towards the man.

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't respond, but just stared blankly at him.

Her brown eyes are beautiful, as clear as glass.

Glaze contains joy and obsession.

Song Yu couldn't help but pecked her again:
"Xiaoxiao...my Xiaoxiao."

(End of the article)