It's late at night and people are quiet.

In the backyard of Wujiaban, the golden osmanthus trees, which are as big as rice, are spitting out a faint fragrance, and the braids are wrapped in the night and a few babbling sings are heard.

"Everyone he likes to be a prostitute, some people like to be a second wife. Those who work as a family get some fame and fortune, those who buy empty things take some lamb profit, and those who get married are placed in the state. He is the south end and the north end. He travels east but not west."

Wu Chan's mother was originally the most famous actress in the capital. She was once famous for her "Save the Wind and Dust". Later, she was attracted by a young master from an official family. The young master bought her mother and made a marriage vow to raise her house outside. Wu Chan's mother really loved the young master, so she gave birth to a daughter for him without any name. However, her mother failed to fulfill her wish until her death. Not to mention marrying the young master as a wife, even the young master's name is fake. Once this person left, Huang He disappeared.

After Wu Chan's mother died, she took the Wu family sang opera, until she met Shi Yong and went to Yongrenyuan to sing the first opera.

"Come in." Wu Chan saw Shi Yong, put his sword away and put it next to the door, and pushed it open.

Shi Yong had been to Wujia Class before and was familiar with his family.

The two looked at each other without saying much.

Wu Chan took her to a warehouse where costumes and props were stored, walked straight to the inside, pulled out a layer of stacked costumes, and patted them lightly at the wall.

"who?"

The person inside asked.

"The old friend is here." Wu Chan said in a deep voice.

Shi Yong's eyelids twitched, and soon he saw the wall split from it, and a stone step leading to the basement was exposed.

"Bang!" Wu Chan lit the oil lamp, held it in her hand, and turned her head towards Shi Yong, "Please come in."

Shi Yong looked at the road leading to the underground and was silent for a long time before he took a step.

A slender figure stood in the middle of the stone steps, wearing a black suit and white hair. Seeing Shi Yong, his handsome face seemed to have frozen and remained motionless.

Shi Yong also looked at him and slowly approached, his eyes faintly and coldly.

"Yan Mu? Are you not dead?"

She stopped.

When the man saw her calling out his name, his doubts fell a little, and his sharp sword-like eyes turned soft and he looked at her with a smile.

"I'm not dead. Yundu, Nanqing is still alive. It's just... Yundu's eyes were blind, Nanqing's legs were injured. And I turned white all night."

Shi Yong's breathing was suffocated.

Wu Chan saw his eyes hot and felt a little excited, "Let's talk too much, let's go down and talk."

Yan Mu stood upside down and stood against the wet wall. His handsome face was pale and thin under the light because he had not seen the light for a long time.

"Yundu, Nanqing. Why don't you come here to see your master's pampered sister?"

Two handsome young men came out of the dim lights in the basement.

One was sitting in a wheelchair and the other was holding the wheelchair. Nan Qing was sitting in the wheelchair. He was cut off a hamstring during the fight that day. After missing the treatment, his foot was scrapped. Yun Du, the wheelchair, was also injured that day, and he never saw the light from then on.

Both are handsome young men, each with extraordinary appearance. Standing in the same place, I am pleasing to the eye, Ning's disability and defects seem to have become a heart-wrenching beauty.

"Is it really my master's pampering sister?" Yundu's eyes were covered with white gauze, and his white clothes were graceful and a little trembling in his gentle voice.

Yan Mu looked at Shi Yong, with scrutiny and confusion in his eyes, but his lips raised and he just chuckled.

"Can you tell me why?"

"Speaking of this, you may not believe it--" Shi Yong said half-truely about the burial of his body in the prison, and then told me some past events that only Shi Yong and them would know.

Several people looked at her in a daze. Although they felt that Shi Yong had become sworn sisters in the prison of the imperial prison and told her that the funeral was a bit bizarre, they still believed it.

"Since you are the master's sister, then in the future, you will be our master."

"No need." Shi Yong raised his hand to stop their visit, glanced at the basement where he could not see the light, and asked in confusion:

"How come you are here?" She couldn't figure it out if the dead person was alive.

Yan Mu said lightly: "That day, the bloody battle in Yongrenyuan, Yundu and Nanqing were captured and imprisoned by the Jinyiwei, escaped the disaster and were not buried in the fire. When we came out, Yongrenyuan... corpses were everywhere, and there was already a ruin."

Speaking of this, he swallowed slightly, "Speaking of this, it was the Jinyiwei who saved my life."

Shi Yong's breathing was slightly short of breath: "How did you escape from the Jinyiwei?"

Yan Mu said, "It's funny. After the trial day and night, several guards were drunk and forgot to lock the prison door. Later, I thought about it and thought that this matter was a fraud. I was afraid that it was their plan, so I didn't dare to come to you until I heard about the death of my master."

A dark light flashed in Yan Mu's eyes.

"If my master hadn't died in the imperial prison, I would have thought that Zhao Yin had deliberately let me go."

Things changed too quickly, and Shi Yong had a headache.

Although she died in the imperial prison, it is not yet certain whether Zhao Yin took action.

"What are your plans in the future?"

"I have tried to bury my dead brothers in Yongrenyuan. But I have not found my master's body so far. I want to find her first and let her be buried in peace. Later... I stayed in the Wu family class and waited for an opportunity to avenge my master."

Shi Yong's heart moved, "How do you want to take revenge?"

Yan Mu said: "The silver house left in front of my master has been scribbled by the government on the open, and the ones in secret are still well managed. Although our Yongrenyuan dare not say that wealth is as good as the country, it is enough to let them have a few nightmares. Now the battle between Wuliang Khan and Nanyan is about to be imminent, we are waiting..."

"Slow down." Shi Yong looked at him, "Don't be impulsive. This matter should be discussed for a long time."

Yan Mu's eyes bent, "Since the master has entrusted his affairs to you, we will naturally follow you."

Shi Yong pinched his palms and his head was a little dizzy.

"Let me think about it."

"The eighth day of next month will be the wedding of the King of Chu. This is the first thing the master cannot tolerate."

Yan Mu said this, his palm tightly clenched, "I'll wait for you in Wujiaban later."

Shi Yong didn't look at his face and nodded randomly.

When she went out, Wu Chan was with her, and Yan Mu did not send her out.

This place is a bit far from the Song Family Hutong. Wu Chan insisted on calling Shi Yong for the carriage. Shi Yong was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble and refused to say anything. Wu Chan suddenly became anxious.

"Shi Yong. Are you really going to get along with me?"

Shi Yong was slightly surprised and looked at her.

Wu Chan's face became calm and she slowly approached.

"It's you, right? Is it you back?"

Shi Yong didn't speak.

Wu Chan suddenly opened her arms and hugged her tightly, crying and laughing: "Idiot. In this world, people who know that I have crescent moles on my left chest and birthmarks on my lower abdomen are the only ones except my mother."

"Wu Da Niu..."

Shi Yong wanted to speak but stopped, but he didn't know where to start. The past is too long and the experience is too bizarre. Who can believe it?

"Shh! No need to explain." Wu Chan chuckled: "You just need to remember that no matter what you become, I can always recognize you just like Dahei."

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The name of wx is used by a Nanqing. I am a nameless person and have been waiting for the result... to cover my face.

Then I would like to ask you whether the names of participating in the name-seeking activities can be used casually. If there are any taboos or requirements, please remember to explain.

Thank you everyone!
Chapter completed!