Empress True Colors

Jing Hengbo walked very fast, as if he couldn't escape the simple courtyard if he didn't walk fast.

The Vientiane Easy Store is located in the center of this slum area. Gong Yin's eldest nephew played the role of her guest. After all, being a prostitute is not qualified to get invitations, so now the eldest nephew is dressed like a dog, followed by a group of Long family The servants played by the children.

Walking all the way as shown in the invitation card, many people on the road are in the same direction, some whispering, some talking loudly. Most people are low-key and silent, accompanied by followers with sharp eyes, they can tell their identities are different at a glance.

Talkers are talking about the latest news in the city.

"...The Heishan Army has already entered the city and is hunting down the whole city. The gates of the city have not been completely opened yet. Except for some high-ranking officials and nobles, ordinary people can't go out at all. The price of rice, grain and oil in the city is soaring. Chaos is about to begin."

"Of course there will be chaos. His Royal Highness Li Wang died in Puyang. What a major event. The Black Mountain Army belongs to Li Wang's command and is directly responsible for defending Li Wang. If the murderer is not found, their life will be difficult. This army of tigers and wolves , is already vicious, but now the tiger is even more out of the cage. It is said that the prison is overcrowded and they are all suspected murderers. I don’t know how many murderers there are. He was severely beaten by the Puyang government and the Heishan Sijun..."

"So I've been restraining myself recently. I heard that something happened to the Zheng family, and they are about to break off the engagement with the Meng family suddenly, but the young master who is about to marry the Meng family disagrees with life and death. I vaguely heard that this matter has something to do with King Li..."

"Speaking of which, it is now the most chaotic area, the quietest and safest. The Dasuo in the city has not been affected here yet. Third Master Hei really has some skills."

"Hey! Do you really think this is the skill of Third Master Hei? A big local ruffian without a backing, how can he cover such a large territory?"

"His backer is Lord Leifu?"

"In this situation, what's the use of a mansion? It's this..." The speaker raised his finger and pointed upwards, then flattened his finger, and then smiled, "Because of this, the Black Mountain Division Army just arrived. I haven't come here yet. Just look at it, once King Li dies, he will rule the world immediately..."

A group of people discussed and walked away, Jing Hengbo listened calmly, what happened in the government office before, and after a little connection, she roughly understood what kind of conspiracy it was. Pay attention, I used it to make a raft, and accidentally got involved in a lot of turmoil. When King Li died inexplicably in the hostage exchange, whoever benefits the most is behind the scenes. I am just a cannon fodder to be used casually.

The corner of her lips twitched slightly - use her as cannon fodder? What a trick.

What did the guy mean by flat fingers at the end? It is said that the king of Mongolia is not in good health, but he has not established a king's son. The two adult princes under his knees each have their own power and supporters.

Immediately thinking about Meng Hu and Miss Zheng again, Jing Hengbo sighed leisurely, could he be a disaster? Everywhere brings disasters. Meng Hu's marriage with Ms. Zheng is going well. Because of his appearance, there have been such big changes. Thinking of the grief and indignation of Ms. Zheng when she wanted to strangle him, Jing Hengbo felt very uncomfortable. , I can’t wait to pinch myself—how good is it not to go shopping? How about not going to the Hall of Beauty? Then Ms. Zheng is really a kind woman, and she wanted to kill someone later because she was too sad and angry. If she could marry Meng Hu, what a good match she would be...

Perhaps, my own arrival triggered a change in the world. Now it seems that this change is ominous, sweeping away like a hurricane and devastating all over the place. All the people around her seem to suffer. The closer she is to, the more unlucky they will , for example, Gong Yin...

There was a sharp pain in her heart like a needle prick, she turned her head suddenly, as if she could shake off the pain at this moment with this flick.

As soon as he shook his head, he saw a black gold plaque with the word "Huizhen" written on it, which looked like an ordinary antique shop.

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In the dark room, Gong Yin slowly opened his eyes.

After Long Zhai and his disciples arrived, the big stone in his heart was put down a little. With the Long family around, Jing Hengbo's safety was safe, so he let Long Zhai do whatever he wanted and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was long and sound. In his memory, since she arrived at Dige, it seems that he has never had such a sound sleep. The sleep in the past few years has seemed compact and chaotic. Many times, people are asleep and their hearts are thinking. One eye was open, waiting to beckon the malice and danger from all directions. Even in the year when she was unable to fully recuperate, her body was trapped in a deep sleep, and her heart was still full of anxiety, as if pulling a thread, pulling it lightly, the world was in chaos, the flames were upside down, and she was running and screaming in it .

But today's sleep, only at the end of waking up, he seemed to feel the heavy air pressure around his body, and there were cool fingers stroking his hair.

Gong Yin immediately turned his head to look at his hair, everything was normal and nothing was revealed.

Those slightly cold fingers were not like hers, her skin was slightly hot, and he clearly remembered her temperature.

The smoke in the air is faint, it is the calming breath incense specially used by the Long family, but it is only lit in this cramped and dark small room, and the usual clean smell is a little less.

Long Zhai stood in front of the window, staring at the front, Gong Yin stared at him for a while, and found that the only surviving elder of the Long family had aged a lot recently, and felt slightly apologetic in his heart.

Compared to him, maybe this old man is the one who really cares about the future of the Long family. And he, with more than half of his heart, was only tied to Jing Hengbo heavily.

"What about her." The apology was nothing but the apology, and the first sentence was still asked of her.

"There was a Vientiane Ease of Selling Conference, she went to it, and said she would find some good medicine for you, and she should be back soon." Long Zhai brought a bowl of medicine, "Don't worry, I'll let all my disciples accompany her Go. Safety will be no problem."

Gong Yin stared at the medicinal soup, but didn't drink it right away. Long Zhai tightened his fingers, raised his head, met Gong Yin's scrutinizing eyes, and smiled slightly, "Why, suspect that I poisoned you?"

The corners of Gong Yin's lips curled up, he shook his head slightly, took the medicinal soup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Long Zhai lowered his eyes, his gaze was deep.

After Gong Yin finished drinking the medicine, he was silent for a while before saying, "I remember that Uncle Zhai is not very friendly to Hengbo."

"Do I dare not?" Long Zhai said with a miserable smile, "If I want to harm her, you can destroy the entire Long family. Don't worry, nothing will happen to her."

"The Long family," Gong Yin said calmly, "It will be hers from now on, so don't worry about Uncle Di. Hengbo will take good care of the Long family. The hundred years of wandering can be over."

Long Di suddenly changed color, "What do you mean?"

Gong Yin didn't answer, and slowly closed his eyes.

Long Zhai was stunned for a while, then sneered, "You gave her the token? But can the Long family be commanded by a dead thing? Do you think she can win the Long family back?"

Gong Yin only answered him with one simple word, "Yes."

Long Zhai stomped his feet, walked out quickly, and when he walked to the door, he heard Gong Yin suddenly say: "The current Patriarch of the Long Family is actually Jing Hengbo. Everyone in the family has sworn a solemn oath that they must not violate the Patriarch's will in any way. , and cannot persecute the Patriarch in any way, Uncle Zhai will remember it."

Long Zhai's back, in the twilight twilight, seemed to be slightly hunched, he said word for word after a long while: "Don't worry."

Seeing him striding out of the door, Gong Yin closed his eyes tiredly. Long Zhai used tranquilizing medicine, wanting him to experience a complete rest first. He couldn't hide his tiredness at the moment.

Long Zhai quickly walked into another room.

In the room, Nan Jin sat upright, and had already changed into the clothes that Qian Hengbo changed earlier. She was wearing such gaudy clothes, but she was still stiff and cold. There was a box next to her, and Long Zhai sighed when he saw her expression.

"The head of the family handed over the token to Jing Hengbo, and he put himself in a desperate situation." Long Zhai said bitterly, "When I don't know, I can still say something. After knowing, from now on, no matter who we are, we can't say anything." Do not ask Jing Hengbo any more. Mingzhu, I must succeed tonight."

Nan Jin trembled slightly.

Long Zhai stepped forward, opened the box, and inside was a mask that perfectly resembled Jing Hengbo's. Looking at the handwriting, it was made by Yi Guo, a master who is good at disguise.

Long Zhai personally put the mask on for Nan Jin, carefully smoothing out all the joints. Under his palm, the lonely and stiff woman gave way slightly.

Long Zhai stopped his hands and stared at her. Nan Jin turned his head slightly, and slowly bit his lips tightly.

Long Zhai suddenly asked: "Are you planning to give him your true energy again like last time?"

Nan Jin didn't answer and remained motionless.

"Confused!"

With a stern shout, Chun Shui in the room looked up in shock, but Nan Jin still didn't move.

"Now it's not as good as before, because he's getting worse!" Long Zhai said sharply, "Before you lost your life and poured your true energy into him, he might recover; but now, after he forced his way through the barrier, he was seriously injured again. Nine times out of ten, the qi is lost, and the dantian is empty. How can you still withstand the decades of zhenqi that you have cultivated with overbearing medicine! If you do this again, it is equivalent to hitting his vitals directly with decades of palm strength. You want to see him Immediately die in front of you!"

Nan Jin suddenly turned her head, and her eyes finally showed horror at this moment.

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Jing Hengbo and his party stood in front of the antique shop.

However, this kind of slum should not have antique shops, and there will be no big men with tattoos on their faces to greet them at the entrance of antique shops. Bin, how do you see how it violates the peace.

Gong Yin's distant nephew, named Long Wei, had a very comfortable temper and held his "aunt" without any psychological barriers. He handed over the invitation, and soon someone took them in together, but only two people were allowed. Followed by his entourage, Long Wei randomly selected two children of the Long family, and the group followed the big man who led the way, through the narrow storefront with ordinary decorations, and entered an alleyway. After exiting the alleyway, there was an octagonal courtyard with a well in the middle , the octagonal yard has eight entrances, each entrance is a lane, and people come out of each lane, Jing Hengbo found that the lanes are differentiated by color, there is a golden lane, the least number of people come out, only Two big men led a person in a purple cloak in, but there were quite a few followers behind him. It was obvious that the identity of the other party was different. The requirements for the guide, the lanes used, and the followers were all relaxed.

Then there are two silver alleyways. There are more people coming out than the golden alleyway. Most of them are wearing masks and cloaks. Occasionally, some people are not covering up. They either have stiff expressions or unchanged smiles. They are obviously human skin masks.

Then there are the five gray and black alleys that Jing Hengbo came out of. They must be people without special identities. These five alleys also have the most people coming out of them. Most of the children from rich families who came to see him brought their female companions. Long Wei played this kind of role, very devoted and very similar.

The big man leading the way led the people all the way to the well. The mouth of the well was so big that it looked like a small pond. There were pulleys on the edge of the well, and carts on the pulleys. Each cart could accommodate two people. Many people got into the carts with ease. The big man by the well started the mechanism, and the car slowly slid down.

This auction house is actually arranged underground.

Jing Hengbo found it a little inconceivable that in the ground, the mechanism that came up was in the hands of Mr. Hei. If this man had a dark heart and filled the well, wouldn't this group of rich and expensive buyers be buried in the ground?

But since she came, she was at ease, and she also got on the car and slid down the well. The well is very deep, and there are twists and turns, which cannot be climbed by human power. It is obvious that this is an entrance disguised as a well.

When it got down to the bottom, someone came over and stuffed a golden cylindrical object into Long Wei's hand, with some unevenness on it. Jing Hengbo noticed that everyone who had an invitation had a key like this.

There is still a hall underneath, with a door on one side, and the light peeks out from the door, presumably the auction house is inside.

A lot of people had already gathered underneath, with clear distinctions, those who came in the ordinary alleyway chatted with each other, those who came in the silver alleyway ignored each other, and the person who came in the golden alleyway stood alone on the side.

Immediately, everyone buzzed and said: "The third master Hei is here." Jing Hengbo turned his head curiously, and saw a relatively large car slid down. There were three people inside, the middle one was covered in a golden cloak, and he was wearing a black lacquer. A mask with a pair of eyes with white eyeliner on the mask, but there is nothing else but these eyes.

In the dimly lit underground, I suddenly saw such a face, the whole face was melted into the darkness, only those strange white eyes were seen, faint, floating in everyone's field of vision like will-o'-the-wisps, everyone felt that those eyes were They seemed to be staring at themselves, but drifted away in an instant. Many people shuddered quietly, took a step back, and called Hei Sanye miscellaneously.

Hei Sanye's mask is very strange, but he is not gloomy and cold. He stepped out of the car while nodding to everyone. The guests rushed forward one after another, inserting the small brass pillars in their hands into the cart. Someone greeted Long Wei who was still stupid, "Hurry up, I'm missing you."

Long Wei also reacted quickly, and immediately stepped forward, seeing that everyone inserted the keys in their hands into the small car used by Mr. Hei, and heard a click after turning it, and hurriedly did the same.

The third master Hei over there smiled and said: "Now I can put my life in your hands. If you are missing one person, I can't leave."

Everyone laughed and followed Mr. Hei into the side door.

"What do you mean?" Long Wei laughed and asked Jing Hengbo in a low voice.

"Stupid." Jing Hengbo gave him a blank look, "This car has a key. Our keys are all in our hands, and we can open them at any time. The car of Mr. Hei is specially made, and you need to use the keys in your hands at the same time. Open it, so without any of you, he won't be able to go up, this is to make you feel at ease."

Long Wei suddenly realized, nodded again and again, and gave her a weird look, "I thought that people with good looks are mostly ignorant, but I didn't expect..."

"Didn't expect anything?" Jing Hengbo asked sadly.

"Unexpectedly, you are really different from the rumors and legends, and you are worthy of my name." Long Wei laughed and jumped away.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Jing Hengbo's lips.

It is not so easy for the proud Long family to admit someone. But what if you admit it or not? She doesn't care whose aunt she is, she just wants to be Gong Yin's wife, but fate never paved the way for her to walk to him from the very beginning.

She took a breath and followed the flow of people into the hall. A young girl came forward to indicate the seat. She and Long Wei sat down. For some reason, she was a little upset at the moment, so she concentrated on looking around. It should be the display stand. The best place is for the purple cloak coming out of the golden alleyway, with masked figures coming out of the silver alleyway on both sides, and ordinary seats further to the side.

Hei Sanye sat in the important seat with the most distinguished purple cloak, and an old man sat next to him. Everyone greeted him when they passed by, calling him Old Sun, who must be the famous local doctor.

There is no nonsense in doing things in Jianghu, a few simple opening remarks, no introduction, and directly started Yisai.

There is paper and pen in front of each seat, and a wooden sign representing the position mark. Some young girls are waiting nearby, explaining in soft words, if there is something that is fancy to a guest and feels that what you brought is enough to exchange, you can directly raise a sign and write down what you want to exchange.

In this easy sale, the price is not negotiated with money, and only items are exchanged directly. When the seller encounters competition, he has the right to choose what he wants.

After the opening scene, Jing Hengbo took a deep breath and finally understood why this place is so heavily guarded.

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Nan Jin was applying makeup.

It was the face powder given by Jing Hengbo, but it was not actually face powder, it was her usual skin care product, which was not available in the market, Long Zhai didn't know the product, but Chun Shui knew it, after opening it, smelled it, and nodded.

Long Zhai went out and asked Chun Shui to do the next work of checking for leaks and filling vacancies for Nan Jin, including cleverly raising the chest.

When it was completely dark, Nan Jin came out of the room. Long Zhai raised his head and was slightly startled.

The woman standing at the door seemed to be Jing Hengbo, but the coldness and slight self-abandonment in her eyes revealed her true identity.

For every woman, such a role is an insult, not to mention the proud Nan Jin.

Long Zhai forced himself to ignore the feeling of guilt in his heart, and nodded stiffly, afraid that Gong Yin in the room would hear him, pointed at Guidance Jin's face, and mouthed: "Relax, relax."

Immediately, he dragged Nan Jin to the gate of the yard, and the young girl Chun Shui followed.

Long Zhai squeaked and pushed the door open.

Immediately, footsteps, talking and laughing sounded from far to near, as if a large group of people had come back from outside, and Jing Hengbo's voice said briskly: "I'm back, today's harvest is good!"

The courtyard was deserted, but it was bustling but real. The scene at this moment seemed a bit strange.

Chun Shui's belly undulated slightly.

She has a unique secret skill, ventriloquism, which even Gong Yin doesn't know. After all, he and his family members had been separated for so long, and after rescuing the family, he also recuperated for a year and rarely communicated with each other.

Chun Shui's ventriloquism is really proficient. The voices of so many people entering the hustle and bustle are clear and clear without any confusion. Even Jing Hengbo's somewhat slow footsteps are simulated. Accompanied by her simulation, Long Zhai beat Nan Jin Pushing forward, he said in a low voice: "Go! Remember what I said! After entering, try not to talk anymore. He is sleepy, so he will definitely not care."

His eyes were slightly anxious, and he knew in his heart that it would be impossible to rely on Nan Jin to act. Fortunately, he had made a move before. As long as the voice of Jing Hengbo simulated by Chunshui just now was lifelike, Gong Yin's current confused state would be preconceived and it would be difficult to distinguish.

From the yard to the house, it takes only five steps.

Nan Jin pressed her palm against the cold door and slowly pushed the door open.

There was no light in the room, Gong Yin tilted his head slightly on the bed, and said, "Are you back?" His voice was muffled, obviously sleepy.

However, those words were calm and natural, as if a husband was asking about his wife who came home late, Nan Jin felt sore and gave a low "hmm".

Gong Yin paused and asked, "Tired?"

Nan Jin nodded, and sat on the edge of the bed, facing him first, hoping that he would discover the seam of the mask, but after a moment, she turned her face around again, facing Gong Yin.

Long Zhai said that the front of this mask is perfectly made.

But Gong Yin didn't look at her, only slightly curled the corners of his lips lazily, and suddenly grabbed her hand.

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