Wei Shu

Chapter 85
"Go there."

Hua Zhen raised her chin towards the westernmost abode.

There are three huts in the shape of "pin", the first two are set up as a clean room and living room, and the latter one is a bedroom. All the furnishings are of the highest quality.

A group of four walked to the door, and the servants of the Balan Mansion who had been waiting for a long time bowed to greet them.Xu would never make things difficult for other people's servants, so he just ordered them to wait outside, not to approach unless called, then turned to Wei Shu and said:
"You two follow closely, let's go to the inner room first."

Just at this time, a gust of east wind blows in, and a rich fragrance rushes into the nose. After a careful sniff, it is the most fashionable "Thousand Lixiang" nowadays.

As soon as this fragrance comes out, all the fragrances are silent, and even the unique fragrance of flowers and trees in spring is completely covered by it.

Passing through the two houses in front is the bedroom for noble ladies to rest. Although the room is not very big, it is divided into inner and outer rooms by a fan, and the clover leads Huazhen into the inner room, and turns around again and again. He ordered: "Come in first to serve the master to change clothes, and then you two will be divided into shifts to guard the door."

When she said this, she and Huazhen were both standing under the fan. The sunlight outside the door penetrated into the room and leaked from between the fan carved with magpies climbing on the branches. The faces of the old and the young were covered by the light and shadow. , a little light, a little dark, and occasionally it will change with the movements of the two of them, which is very strange.

Wei Shu lowered her head, and Yu also answered vaguely.

Their voices were not in unison, and their movements were not in sync.After Wei Shu said the word "yes", she continued to walk forward, but Ke Yu stopped for two breaths before moving forward.

That is to say, the effort of these two breaths caused the four people who were going forward in twos to be divided into three, with Hua Zhen and Xu at the front, Yu Duan at the back, and Wei Shu caught in the middle.

Wei Shu didn't seem to notice this, she still moved small steps with lowered eyebrows.

After entering the inner room, Hua Zhen let go of the hand supporting Xu, went straight to the side of the couch, turned her head and looked at Xu who was beside her, and suddenly smiled with her sleeves covered.

Amidst her sweet laughter, walking in the last valley, she raised her head.

The face that was always expressionless was still emotionless at this time, and the calm eyes were like two deep wells, fixedly fixed on Wei Shu who was in front.

Hua Zhen nodded imperceptibly.

Yu Wei bowed slightly, his body swayed suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he was close behind Wei Shu like a ghost, his sleeves were turned up, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

A dagger appeared in her hand.

The blade was polished sharply, and it shone dazzlingly under the sun, instantly illuminating Huazhen's eyebrows and eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, her body was habitually turned slightly to the side, as if she wanted to avoid something that was about to splash, while Xufa's face was indifferent, and her old eyes looked down at her from a distance. Song Nu, who was holding her head, seemed to be looking at a dead object.

"Bam—"

The door was closed suddenly, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

………………

Alan paced slowly in the alley.

The mighty east wind softened the waves of the Cang River, greened the row of poplars on the bank, and attracted newborn suckling swallows to fly around the trees and make their first cry.

Large and small colorful boats, flower boats, and painted boats are moored on the shore. From time to time, one or two sounds of gongs, drums, and horns will sound from the boats.

Every year during the outing festival, Baishuang City will hold a grand spring festival, and the Jin clan, Harqin, Suota and other five clans will take turns to host the festival.This year happens to be the turn of the Buhai tribe. Because this tribe believes in the god of water, the Cang River will become very lively in the year of the main sacrifice. The flower boats, colorful boats and painted boats are the priests of the Buhai tribe offering sacrifices and praying. The place, and the people all over the city also went to the river to watch the excitement.

Alan looked at the distant river view silently, feeling peaceful in his heart.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the one he had been waiting for all this time.

He rejoices in this waiting.

When it is raining, in the snowy weather, in the sometimes bright and sometimes gloomy streets, in this spring breeze.

He was delighted in this kind of waiting, and even more delighted in the moment when that pretty and sweet girl appeared in front of his eyes.

He knew that such waiting might no longer be possible.Because the girl he was watching silently will soon have her wish fulfilled, and she no longer needs to meet those local snakes in fear, and sell what she has in secret to save money.

Or maybe, in the near future, that smiling girl will get married, and he will address her as "Concubine" and her husband as "Your Highness".They will be very kind and beautiful, very loving, maybe they will give birth to their children in the coming year.

This is not Alan's imagination, but a fact that is right in front of his eyes.

This made him a little sad. .

But only a little bit.

A descendant of a lowly slave whose name was bestowed by others, he should not and dare not expect too much.

As long as she is good, then he will be happy too.

The water waves patted the river bank, and there was a slight fluctuation in Alan's gloomy eyes, as if the surface of the lake was disturbed by the wind, and there were shimmering waves reflecting on his cheeks.

He was a little overwhelmed by the dazzling light and shadow, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

It took him a while to realize that it wasn't Bo Guang who was dazzling, but her.

She is coming.

The blue gauze skirt, as light as a feather, fluttered and swayed in the spring breeze, and the large piece of gauze floated towards the waiting Alan as if carrying an unattainable dream.

At this moment, Alan's dead face came alive, his slender eyes became bright under the sunlight, and his almost reluctant eyes followed the slender figure that was getting closer. Come to mind.

Why is she here alone?Why didn't you change your clothes?
After a brief but intense joy, the Xinli swordsman who was waiting in the spring breeze finally noticed such a small problem.

In the past, when sneaking out of the mansion, Hua Zhen would always have a maid by her side. Most of the maids were Yu, and sometimes they were strong golden slaves, and Hua Zhen herself would disguise herself as an inconspicuous maid.

Alan had seen that maid's attire many times. Even with his eyes closed, he could still recognize the beauty in disguise by the wind blowing towards him.

But right now, the girl is wearing a gorgeous dress, a veiled hat, and a waist-length white gauze cap skirt covering her upper body. The east wind can't stop passing by, blowing the fluttering white gauze and blue skirt. It's hard to move your eyes.

Among the many tourists on both sides of the Cang River, some eyes were already focused on the young girl. It was indeed that figure that was so eye-catching that no one could help but stare at it.

There was worry in Alan's slender eyebrows.

Before he could think about it, he immediately stepped forward, and the tall black figure was like a big bird, blocking the girl in front of him, and also blocked the curious eyes from all directions.

(End of this chapter)