Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 1202 Framed
Chapter 1202: Framed
"Where do you two girls want to go?" The coachman flicked his horsewhip, his voice a little hoarse.

Qiulan was slightly taken aback, took a deep look at the coachman, smiled and said, "Changqing Street!"

"Okay, get in the car!"

The coachman didn't turn his head, and said while pulling the reins.

Qiulan responded, jumped into the carriage first, and stretched out her hand to pull Liu Xianxian up.

Soon the coachman was waving his whip, and the wheels were rumbling, echoing in the empty alley.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage had already passed through several long streets, and the outside gradually became lively. The shouts of hawkers and the chatter and laughter of pedestrians could be heard from a distance, and the air was filled with a strong smell of charcoal fire.

Liu Xianxian raised the curtain of the car, the street ahead was full of people, and there were long sheds on both sides of the long street.

There is a stove under the shed, and a fire is burning in the hearth. On the stove, the steaming soup dumplings have just come out of the pot, and the boiled wontons are tumbling. The insects moved and drooled a lot.

"Sister Qiulan, is that Changning Street?" Liu Xianxian asked curiously.

"Yeah, it's very lively, isn't it? What does Miss Liu like? This street gathers almost the beautiful things of the entire dynasty from the south to the north. If it goes from the beginning to the end, even the strongest man in the forbidden army will be punished." Stretch your stomach."

Liu Xianxian shook her head, "I can't eat spicy food yet, just eat something bland. Where's Sister Qiulan?"

Qiu Lan said: "I like sweets, how about we go to Wang's sweet cake shop first?"

"Okay, listen to sister Qiulan, and finally slipped out, we must have a good time."

The carriage stopped at the intersection of the street. Qiulan pulled Liu Xianxian and jumped out of the carriage. Before paying for the carriage, the two walked up Changning Street holding hands.

Passing by dozens of stalls selling barbecue buns in front, the two went straight to the stall selling sweet cakes, bought a freshly steamed jujube cake, and from there, followed the flow of people, eating and walking forward.

Qiulan has a good appetite and hardly stops talking along the way, but Liu Xianxian doesn't seem to be very interested in food, but is more interested in Changning Street itself, looking around along the way.

About half an hour later, Liu Xianxian looked tired. She looked forward, pointed excitedly and said, "Sister Qiulan, I'm a little tired. There is a teahouse in front of me. Let's go in and have a rest, shall we?"

This is probably the crudest tea house in the capital. Although it is a two-story wooden building, the paint on the outer wall is mottled and mottled. It is obvious that it has not been repaired for a long time, and there is no waiter at the door.

Although it is in a busy city, the door is deserted and pedestrians are rarely seen.

Qiulan looked up, then frowned: "The boss of this teahouse is very dark-hearted, and the tea is often sold as inferior tea, and if you walk a little further, you will see a restaurant called Yingyuelou. Go there and rest!"

Liu Xianxian was a little anxious, and begged: "But I'm really tired, sister Qiulan, we just find a place to rest, how about not drinking their tea?"

Qiulan looked at Liu Xianxian inquisitively, and was about to speak, when she suddenly saw the crowd in front of her parting from the middle, and the crowd suddenly fell silent.

Looking back, Qiulan immediately took Liu Xianxian and hid in a wooden shed.

Liu Xianxian was surprised when she saw who was coming, she quickly covered her mouth, what a coincidence, she met the imperial guards patrolling the street, and what's more unfortunate, the leader was clearly Musi in military uniform.

The two of them hid behind the tall charcoal stove, not daring to breathe out, only hoping that the guards patrolling the streets would never find them.

On the other side, Mu Xi led a group of subordinates, and glanced sharply at the left and right crowd.

Ever since he learned that Xue Chenxiang was still alive, the patrol missions in the streets of the capital had doubled. Every day he couldn't catch people, Qiulan was not safe every day. Mu Xi was so anxious that he simply brought people out to patrol, focusing on patrolling all kinds of mixed fish and dragons. neighborhood.

Coincidentally, Changqing Street is the focus.

Along the way today, Musi has caught three traffickers, five thieves, and two fugitives.

As he passed by a scone stand, he suddenly noticed that there were two figures in the crowd that looked familiar.

Just about to step forward to ask, the two hid in the wooden shed.

He frowned, strode over, glanced inside the shed, and saw an embroidered shoe protruding from behind the oven, which was one person tall.

"My lord?" The stall owner went up to him tremblingly, "The villain has been innocent for generations, and has never been a criminal. What orders do you have?"

"Is there anything unusual here?" Mu Xi's eyes fell on the back of the oven as if there was any substance.

"Anomaly? No!" The stall owner was an old man in his early 50s. He had been busy making noodles before, so he didn't notice that there was someone hiding behind the oven.

Behind the oven, Qiulan and Liu Xianxian couldn't help holding their breath.

Mu Xi was silent, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful these days, if you find something wrong, report it to the government immediately."

The stall owner responded quickly.

Mu Xi cast another gloomy glance at the wooden shed before turning around and leaving.

The stall owner wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and went to make noodles again.

The footsteps of Qiulan and Liu Xianxian were far away, and the diners poured in again, and they both breathed a sigh of relief and mixed in with the diners.

so close!

They each bought a scone, and the two of them left the wooden shed, fearing that they would bump into the patrol guards again, and went straight into the teahouse that no one cared about.

The business of the teahouse was really deserted.

Liu Xianxian asked for a private room on the second floor.

The waiter looked tired, and lazily sent the two of them to the private room on the second floor, casually brought a pot of tea, and ignored them.

Liu Xianxian did it herself, poured two cups of tea, offered Qiulan a cup, and held one for herself.

Qiulan held the teacup, but didn't drink it.

Liu Xianxian took a sip, then spat it out the next moment, stuck out her tongue and said, "It's bitter and astringent, no wonder the business is so deserted."

Qiulan smiled: "Now you should understand why I don't suggest you to come to the teahouse, right?"

Liu Xianxian smiled apologetically, and said: "Sister Qiulan wait here for a while, I'll go and order a pot of good tea for my sister, at worst, I'll spend a little more money, the tea in this tea house can't all be defective !"

Qiulan refused, but Liu Xianxian insisted.Qiulan couldn't help it, so she could only do what she wanted.

After Liu Xianxian left, Qiulan was the only one left in the private room. She opened the window and leaned against the window, looking at the bustling Changqing Street, her movements seemed leisurely, but her eyes were a little wary.

Xie Yan said that he has tracking incense on him.

Now she appeared alone in this place full of fish and dragons, wondering if that person would be lured out by herself?
(End of this chapter)