A pungent and unpleasant smell lingered in her nose, and Ruan Ningxiang slowly opened her eyes.

What comes into view is an enlarged picture of a handsome side face that looks like something out of a cartoon, with a fair and slender neck and a raised Adam's apple that slides slowly.

"I can really sleep."

Yan Ziyu pushed away Ruan Ningxiang, who was leaning on his shoulder, and put the small bottle away again.

When Ruan Ningxiang moved, there was a pain in the back of her neck, her head felt dull, and memories came back to her brain that had been blank for a moment.

Familiar people, familiar taunts.

Ruan Ningxiang, who thought she had returned to her original world, felt a little disappointed.

She rubbed her stiff neck and found that she was sitting in the carriage with the little girl with braids beside her, Xiu'er.

Ruan Ningxiang asked: "Where are we going?"

"Go back to the capital with my uncle." Xiu'er cried until her eyes were swollen. Seeing that the young lady woke up, she was not very happy, "This is the letter my wife left for you, young lady."

Ruan Ningxiang took the letter, which contained some words of comfort and encouragement, telling her to calm down her temper, leave her uncle, and live a good life.

There was no mention of what would happen to her mother or what would happen to Yundu Mountain.

There was a strong emotion that was beyond her control, and her heart felt dull and blocked.

Deep in her heart, there seemed to be another human soul tearing her apart.

Do you really want to watch that gentle sister Luo live in the humiliation of Tu San all her life?

Are you willing to let your critically ill mother love you and plan for you, but she won't even end up well in her last days?

There is also the cynical Zhao Jingran. He is the head of the family. What will Tu San do to him after he finds out about this?

The questions turned into shackles, forcibly imprisoning her desire to escape.

Ruan Ningxiang opened the curtain and the carriage galloped on the mountain road.

The wind howled and blew against her cheeks, Ruan Ningxiang shouted: "Stop the car!"

The person driving the car was A Ke, and the person holding the sword was A Yue. Neither of them listened to her instructions.

Yan Ziyu said: "It's useless, they got the order from the boss."

"What about you?" Ruan Ningxiang held on to the carriage door as the carriage jolted, "Are we really going to leave them behind and leave like this?"

"Otherwise?" Yan Ziyu crossed his arms and said, "Or do you have a better way to deal with Tu San?"

No, Ruan Ningxiang looked at Yan Ziyu, Yan Ziyu looked calm, he came all the way, Ruan Ningxiang didn't believe that he was willing to just return without success.

"Ms. sir, do you have any ideas?" Ruan Ningxiang said.

"What can I do?" Yan Ziyu said in a normal voice, "But since Madam doesn't want to leave like this, why not go to Langya Village first and wait and see what happens?"

Langya Village is not far from Yundu Mountain and Yunxi City. Song Ji is a fairly reliable person and it is much easier to find information.

Ruan Ningxiang leaned forward again, "Ake, Ayue, you are my mother's people, but what I want to tell you is that if we just leave like this, those brothers in the village, Sister Luo, Aran, they will all

We have been implicated, but the matter has not reached the final stage. My mother is still here, and Tu San has not yet grown up, so there is still a chance for everything to be rectified."

Rows of big trees on the roadside flew past, but the carriage still did not slow down.

"Do you really want to watch my mother lose to Tu San like this and not end well?" Ruan Ningxiang pretended to jump out of the car, "But I can't! Akko, stop the car!"

Ah Yue stopped Ruan Ningxiang and said, "A'ke, how about we wait and see?"

Finally, at Ruan Ningxiang's strong request, she went to Langya Village in a low-key manner.

She was seeking refuge, and she also came here to look for opportunities.

Ruan Ningxiang came quietly and told Song Ji the truth without disturbing too many people.

After two days of staying there, there has been no news from Tu San, and there has been no movement at Yundu Mountain.

All the unknowns made Ruan Ningxiang even more uneasy.

"Can you please stop walking around all the time?" Yan Ziyu grabbed her arm impatiently, "Everything depends on human beings. Opportunities are all found by yourself. Instead of being too passive, it is better to look for opportunities and turn passivity into initiative.

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Ruan Ningxiang's eyes lit up for a moment and she sat down next to him, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Yan Ziyu looked back at her eyes, which were very close at hand, reflecting her own figure.

At first, he thought this person was just a domineering and unreasonable wild girl.

Later I felt that she was a very scheming person.

Now it seems that she is neither.

Yan Ziyu pursed her lips slightly, "Your head is just a beautiful decoration? You relied on your parents on the mountain, and now you are counting on me?"

Ruan Ningxiang's bright eyes gradually darkened, and she drooped her black eyelashes.

I thought to myself, could it be that he just sat back and watched what happened, and really didn't have any good ideas?

But his tone just now clearly showed that he had an idea.

Ruan Ningxiang clapped her head and couldn't help but glance at him again.

Yan Ziyu frowned, and her Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. She reached out and pushed Ruan Ningxiang's head away, "Don't always look at me like that."

Ruan Ningxiang blinked and found that the tips of his ears were red.

The nights are long and there are many dreams, so we can’t be too passive.

Ruan Ningxiang calmed down and began to think about various countermeasures.

Yan Ziyu said that they could not sit still and wait for death, they had to change from passive to active.

In the end, Ruan Ningxiang decided to change her identity and go to Yunxi City in person to find out the news. She had to hide this from Ake and Ayue.

Just fake makeup.

The rouge, gouache, etc. she bought last time are all in her bag.

Yan Ziyu looked at Ruan Ningxiang sitting in front of the mirror and giving instructions, and then she suddenly changed, as if she was a different person.

"I didn't expect Madam to know the art of disguise?"

"This is called disguise." Ruan Ningxiang thought for a moment and then said, "It's comparable to the art of disguise."

Yan Ziyu changed from a gorgeous brocade outfit to a set of dark gray coarse cloth clothes, but his aura and coveted face did not change at all.

Ruan Ningxiang frowned with two thick eyebrows, "Mr. sir, you can't look like this. It's too eye-catching. You need to change your image."

After a while, Ruan Ningxiang pressed him in front of the mirror. Yan Ziyu looked at himself in the mirror. In her hands, he slowly turned into an old man in his sixties.

The expression on his face is hard to describe.

Ruan Ningxiang still felt that something was wrong, so she looked him up and down again, stretched out her hand, rubbed his hair, and explained with a smile, "Do the whole show, and then put your back on your back when you walk later."

Bend a little."

A few people went out quietly under the cover of night.

Ruan Ningxiang and Yan Ziyu followed Song Ji and became his little followers, walking around in the street.

Finally, we went to the Yanyulou that Zhao Jingran mentioned.

The Yanyu Tower was originally a place where the imperial court punished the female relatives of some high-ranking officials who made mistakes and made people happy, usually by performing arts rather than selling themselves.

However, in this troubled Southern Territory, even the county grandpa cannot protect himself. It is obviously a joke in the eyes of the barbarians to show off his skills but not his body.

The reason why they came here was because they heard from Zhao Jingran that a girl named Jinxiu came here some time ago. Tu San was a lustful person, and the assassination happened here.

Ruan Ningxiang wanted to see if she could find any news here.

There was a lot of singing and dancing in the Yanyu Tower. There were many people here, most of them were rough men, holding the girl in their arms. Some even kissed and touched her impatiently. The scene was a bit unbearable to watch.

Ruan Ningxiang pretended to be a young follower of fourteen or fifteen years old, followed Song Ji to the second floor, and chose to sit in a corner with a wide view.
Chapter completed!