Raiders of the Duke and Duchess

Walking to the door, looking at Aunt Xue who was hesitant to speak, Ji Wuyan smiled at her, but did not get close. He only advised, "If nothing happens, Aunt Xue, go home early. The government here is There's nothing fancy about handling a case." After saying that, he smiled gently.

At this time, seeing with her own eyes that the adults in the yamen were all greeting this girl, how could Aunt Xue not know that this girl was either rich or noble? She was probably both rich and noble, but there was nothing about this girl. She also liked the airs, and responded repeatedly, telling Ji Wuyan to go home early and stop staying out. She stretched out Guazi's hand and paused, then hesitantly retracted it and smiled coquettishly.

It's not a pity for these melon seeds, but the rumors of the epidemic are somewhat scary, and this girl came out again... Thinking like this, Aunt Xue couldn't help but take a half step back and avoid it.

Ji Wuyan didn't seem to notice, and responded to the other party's instructions one by one before saying goodbye and leaving.

Aunt Xue stood there and watched, until she could no longer see the other person's figure, then she sighed slightly and turned back. Somehow, the fear in her heart suddenly faded a bit - this little girl was really indifferent, it seemed. There is a kind of recklessness like a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers, but it makes me, an old guy who has been timid for most of his life, ashamed...

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Many people were imprisoned in Dali Temple at once, including men, women, old and young. The rooms at the back, which were originally only used for resting at noon, were no longer enough. Many people were crowded into one room, laying on the floor, shoulder to shoulder. I slept on the ground, but luckily it was cold at night and there weren't enough bedding, so being so crowded would make me feel warmer. However, naturally no one wants to squeeze in with a widow.

Jailers and gangsters are not worthy of being laid on the floor in a room. In a prison, it is a good condition to wear a piece of clothing and lie on the table to sleep. If you are more dull on weekdays, even the table I couldn't squeeze in, so I had to huddle in the corner with my clothes and rest.

But Xu Siniang was different. After all, she was the wife of a censor, and her status was different from those ordinary married women. In addition, she was a female dependent, so she always received some care on weekdays, so she was given a separate room. Later, Shen Qian Zi invited him to Dali Temple, and the two of them lived together in the same house - under such circumstances, the couple who had been separated for more than ten years ended up living in the same house.

Although Xu Siniang felt that this person was making a fuss, there was no reason to drive him out even though he was here. After all, the house was tense now. If I kicked him out, Dali Temple would probably have to squeeze out a room to accommodate this dignified imperial censor.

When Sanji came to see Xu Siniang, he was not surprised to see Shen Qian here. He even saluted Shen Qian before turning to Xu Siniang and said, "Mrs. Shen, can you take a moment to speak?"

After these years of separation, it was rare to hear this title. Xu Siniang was slightly startled. She didn't realize that the person calling "Mrs. Shen" was herself. Instead, it was Shen Qian who stopped her in a polite tone, "What do you want to say?" Let's just say it here. Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still has some private friendship with the official's wife?" This question was very rude, and the "Xiagguan's wife" bit hard, almost aggressively. On weekdays, The situation in the court was completely different from that of Shen Dingtou who was pretending to be dead.

It's like he suddenly changed into a different person.

Xu Siniang couldn't help but look at him sideways, wondering what medicine this man had taken for his sudden temper, or what medicine he had forgotten to take. Xu Siniang coughed and reminded the other party not to look at the monk's face but at the Buddha's face, and to look at the owner before beating the dog.

However, there is no tacit understanding between the couple who have been separated for many years.

She coughed hers, but he insisted on his. He put his hands on his hips and stopped in front of Xu Siniang, glaring angrily.

However, Sanji let him stop him and ignored him. He just crossed the other party and made another "please" gesture towards Xu Siniang behind Shen Qian. "Please." The words were concise and concise, but he could not refuse.

Xu Siniang naturally knows the celebrities around the prince, and naturally knows that Shen Dingtou, a stubborn and pedantic man, cannot stop Sanji, and there is no need to stop him. What is supposed to come will always come, and there is no way to avoid it. She pulled Shen Qian behind her and did not look back. She only told Shen Qian with her back to her, "Old Dingtou, just wait here. I'll come when I go." Shen Qian still refused and dragged Xu Siniang, "Go. No need to go! You are not allowed to go anywhere! If His Highness the Crown Prince has any orders, just tell them here. If my wife can listen, I can naturally listen too!"

Sanji didn't move, nor did he look at Shen Qian. He seemed to be offensive and arrogant, not taking this person seriously at all. In contrast, Shen Qian, who was dragging Xu Siniang to prevent him from leaving, looked aggressive. , but the helplessness after exhaustion.

Xu Siniang turned around and patted the back of his hand and said softly, "Let go...you know, if I want to go, you can't stop me, so there's no need to stop me."

Meeting Shen Qian's gaze, Xu Siniang shook her head silently, slowly pulled the other person's hand away, and then turned to look at Sanji, "Let's go, or go back as soon as possible." After that, Follow Sanji and leave without looking back.

Behind him, Shen Qian stood with his hands down and his head lowered. After standing for a long time, he slowly clenched his fists at his side - he knew, he knew the meaning of Xu Siniang's last words. It wasn't that he couldn't stop her if she wanted to go, but that he couldn't stop her if she wanted to go. , I can't stop it at all. Sanji is the right-hand man of the prince, and he has been seen in daily life. He is rigid and cold-hearted. It is common for Sanji to have disputes in public. The other party is just fulfilling the prince's instructions. Now everyone in Dali Temple They were all locked up and couldn't get out, and there was no place to reason with them. In the end, Xu Siniang had to follow her, and the extra physical pain she suffered was in vain.

At that time, the imperial censors, scholars and scholars were full of literary talents, but they could not even protect their wives.

This is the reality.

Reality has always been like this.

That day, the idle Dali Temple guards saw that after Master You stood in the courtyard all night, Master Shen, who had been invited in, also stood in the courtyard for a long time, with almost the same posture.

It's like being in meditation.

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Ji Wuyan and Cen Yan came back together.

Stepping into the yard, he saw Cen Yan holding a teapot in the yard and pouring tea into his mouth, as if he had died of thirst in his previous life. Ji Wuyan waited for him to finish drinking before he definitely asked him, "Did you find it?" If not, this kid wouldn't have come back so early.

The whole pot of tea had reached the bottom. Cen Yan shook it. Still feeling a little unfinished, he passed the teapot directly behind Ji Wuyan and ordered in a rough voice, "Go! I'll fill another pot of hot water for you, young master!" Warm!"

Yi Zhi was very angry.