The world started by Daqin Mingyue

Chapter 103 The Untold Story

Dominated by the fear of being squeezed dry again, Concubine Yan gradually suppressed her fear deep in her heart as time went by after the initial panic.

She has already realized that the letter is not a greeting, but it is not a threat, but a kind of teasing, a kind of unscrupulous teasing by the superior to the subordinate. He just wants to see himself panicked and unwilling to eat.

But why do I have to let you get what you want? It’s a big deal to experience it again, anyway, I have experience, right? Concubine Yan, who wants to understand the joints, swept away the previous decadence and regained her previous spirit here.

On this day, Xianyang had just experienced a heavy rain, and there was a refreshing coolness in the scorching summer, while Concubine Yan was boringly moving a chair to the window sill, propping her arms on the window sill, bored. Looking at the pedestrians slowly increasing on the street as the rain stopped.

Maybe it was because she kept this posture for too long, so Concubine Yan put her arms flat on the window sill, and she lay down on the window sill as if her bones had been removed.

"Who is that person?" Concubine Yan thought boredly.

As time passed, Concubine Yan's eyes slowly closed, and there was a slight snoring sound from her slightly opened red lips.

Suddenly, Concubine Yan, who had already fallen asleep, was shocked, and her whole body jumped up instantly, and even hit the wooden stick used to support the window, and the wooden stick, which was no more than one foot short, fell down the window sill downstairs.

"Is he showing up?"

She had almost fallen asleep just now, but a feeling of heart palpitations suddenly hit her, and she realized that it might be that person who appeared.

Concubine Yan, who was aware of the crisis, hastily poked her head out of the window, and her eyes just followed the falling wooden stick on top of a boy's head. With a muffled sound, the boy downstairs raised his head blankly, and at his feet , is a rolling stick.

Concubine Yan, who was the culprit, quickly retracted her head. After a short pause, Concubine Yan poked her head out of the window, and the boy had already walked away, leaving only a faintly visible figure behind.

"Who is he?" Looking at the young man whose back was getting blurred, Concubine Yan said to herself.

As the boy left, she found that the palpitations hidden in her heart gradually disappeared. He was not him, but for herself?

Concubine Yan, who was caressing her chest, thought to herself.

If Concubine Yan can know a story that people in another world are familiar with, she will definitely think of the answer. As for what that story is, there is probably only one person in this world who can know it.

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"Are you really here?" Duanmu Rong couldn't help being pleasantly surprised when she saw the young man who appeared alone in front of her.

"You are not joking." Ying Zheng, who was attacked with a hidden weapon, did not affect his mood because of this, and smiled as he took the folded umbrella in Duanmu Rong's hand.

"Yeah, why did I forget, I shouldn't have doubted it." Duanmu Rong couldn't hide the smile between his brows and eyes, and said happily.

"Let's go, I will follow your arrangement for the next two hours." Ying Zheng said and walked forward, without realizing that his actions had broken his promise.

Fortunately, Duanmu Rong didn't mind this at all, but quickened his pace and chased forward.

"There is a medicine market in Xianyang, where there are various medicines from the five countries. Although it is not as good as the medicine warehouse in the palace, it is one of the best places in Qin." Duanmu Rong who followed Ying Zheng Said.

"So, are you planning to go to that place next?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.

Duanmu Rong thought about this question for several days, did she come up with such an answer?
Hearing Ying Zheng's question, Duanmu Rong couldn't help but blushed. She also knew that her proposal was terrible, but she really couldn't think of a better place. Although she had lived in Xianyang for five years, she could But I have never visited, and all I can do is to be able to distinguish between east, west, north and south.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" Duanmu Rong couldn't help asking.

"Forget it, since you said that the next time will be arranged by you, you will naturally do what you say." Ying Zheng replied.

He left the Qin Palace alone this time, originally at the invitation of Duanmu Rong, just to see his prey, but he never thought that the prey was not conscious at all, and dared to sneak attack.

"En." Duanmurong replied, without saying anything, she led the way with peace of mind, and walked towards the only place she was familiar with.

Two and a half hours later, Duan Murong returned to the residence with a small package, and Nian Duan was already waiting for her.

"You didn't go to the palace today?" Nian Duan asked, looking at the small package Duan Murong was carrying.

"No, there is no need to go there every day." Duanmu Rong, who was dominated by an inexplicable guilty conscience, replied.

"You have grown up too, and you should have your own secrets, but, Rong'er, I hope you have a sense of proportion, don't get too deep, the person you see is just the way he wants you to see , not his real appearance." After all, Nian Duan couldn't hold back.

For those people in the palace, Nian Duan wanted to stay at a respectful distance. Those people's hearts were dark. If she hadn't had to, she would never have stayed in Xianyang for such a long time.

"I see, master, don't worry, I will remember your entrustment." Duanmu Rong replied very obediently.

"Forget it, you can do it yourself."

Looking in front of Duanmu Rong, who is as well-behaved as before, Nian Duan only felt very tired.

As the person who raised Duanmurong, Nianduan's understanding of Duanmurong was even better than Duanmurong's own understanding of herself, and she couldn't tell whether Duanmurong's cuteness was true or false.

What makes Nianduan even more chilling is that Duanmurong has learned to lie. How can Nianduan who has come from Duanmurong's age not understand, what is the motive of Duanmurong's lies?
What made her even more desperate was that she saw some clothes in the gaps of the small bundle that Duanmu Rong was holding. It would be fine if they were just ordinary clothes, but that clothes were not unusual.

It was precisely because of that unusual piece of clothing that Nianduan gave up struggling completely.

It's hopeless.Nianduan thought to himself.

Seeing that Nianduan finally stopped questioning, Duanmurong breathed a sigh of relief. She certainly didn't want her master to know the truth, but she didn't want to always deceive her master like this. Now that master can stop questioning, Duanmurong is completely Don't worry, otherwise such a dilemma would really make her extremely uncomfortable.

Duanmu Rong, who carefully put the package on the bed, did not rush to open the package, but took out another thing from his arms.

This is a square jade tablet with exquisitely carved seals and its material is the top-grade Lantian jade, which makes the value of this jade tablet soar, but Duanmu Rong doesn't care about it, it really makes her What I care about is the two words on the front and back of the jade card.

"This is you, this is me." Duanmurong Mosuo said with a faint smile while holding the jade tablet.

Then he hung the jade tablet on his waist, and walked slowly in the room, his eyes turned to the jade tablet on his waist from time to time, without even looking at it, there would be a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he enjoyed walking in the room like this Get moving.

　I will be able to see this book on the Sanjiang list tomorrow afternoon. To be honest, although I have been looking forward to that place, I have never taken it too seriously, but I did not expect to be pushed up by all the book friends. I would like to thank you all .

　　Here I would like to thank the book friends Gai Shi·Xie Zun, Lei Guang Ghan Ying, the bookworm's hard-working dream, it is a pity that there is concern in the heart since childhood, Misty Kuang, 1550394362214215, love?Love, I saw me, Ruanyue, Ye Luohun, the monthly ticket of Yushangmo Mansion and the book friend Long Haomiao, 20181004135142553 book coins tipping.

　　
　
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