It's dark at night, and in addition to the prosperous areas in the center of Heilia City, there are also large shabby gray areas - slums.
Like a scar, it occupies nearly half of the vast Heiliao City.
Now, with the natural and man-made disasters, more people have been reduced to abject poverty, and the area of slums has expanded a lot again.
In a thatched shack deep in the slums, a soybean oil lamp that was usually reluctant to be lit was rarely lit.
Seven or eight people in ragged clothes gathered in the middle. A middle-aged man with white sideburns and messy hair stood up with a cold face——
"I object. This is obviously a trap for us. Who are the descendants of the Xiao family? That woman doesn't even have the surname Xiao, so you are tempted to meet her?"
Another short and stocky man couldn't help but said: "But Aunt Xiao did marry into the Ming family and has a daughter... We all know it."
"So what? Look at the disgusting things that Mu has done. Even his fellow soldiers have become unrecognizable, let alone a pampered young lady from the capital? What does she want to do when she suddenly appears!" The white-haired man sneered.
"But she saved your little Wei, and my Ayuan and the others..." A middle-aged woman couldn't help but frown, and smoked low-quality dry cigarettes.
Someone else chimed in: "She has already married the son of the Dog Emperor. What else is there to say? She must still want to help the Dog Emperor catch us. Don't be fooled!"
"but……"
A group of people were noisy and had their own opinions, but most of them still believed that the Ming Concubine must have an ulterior motive!
until……
"Send two people to meet the maids and cooks who are applying for jobs." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the middle-aged scholar who had been sitting on the bench. He was wearing a patched plain robe and had a broken leg. His face was sallow and thin, but he had a calm aura.
"Military Commander Song..." The white-haired man couldn't help but speak.
The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said calmly: "Old Wei, it has been twenty years. I am no longer a military advisor, and you are no longer the Zhongwu Colonel. But no matter what, you don't want to see the only remaining Xiao Shuai."
Descendants? Even if she is setting a trap, even if she is a waste who doesn’t understand anything, even if she is just a normal woman who is not familiar with the world."
One sentence instantly silenced everyone.
The belief in their hearts is the man who is like the pillar of the country and his unrepentant spirit. His body has perished, but his soul will last forever.
Twenty years later, the line of calligraphy they asked their children to learn to write is still the inscription on his sword.
"Darkness is coming, and my red blood will be slashed in front of millions of people. My blood will splash in the sky, and I will not retreat until I die!"
Even...even though he and the heroic souls under his command have gone away and their bones are scattered, they still want to take a look at their bloodline again.
Just look for some of my old friend’s voice and smile.
"Actually... as long as you don't tell us who we are, sneaking in and just taking a look, it's not impossible. If the other party doesn't know who we are, there won't be much risk." The middle-aged woman knocked the mottled spots on her hands.
dry pipe.
Someone immediately echoed: "I agree with Sister Hong."
"Yeah, as long as they find out, let's take a look and see if that woman is a bad girl or a good girl."
"Yes! This is worthy of Xiao Shuai and the brothers who were cut off from the rear, sacrificing themselves so that we could escape and live until now!!"
The gray-haired Lao Wei stood up angrily: "Okay, you can go ahead and see what the woman's conspiracy is. If you are discovered, don't implicate the big guys!"
After saying that, he strode out, his footsteps so heavy that the grass on the thatched tent shook off.
"Okay, ignore Lao Wei, he is very complicated." The middle-aged woman called Sister Hong, who still had a scar on her face, sneered.
She looked at the middle-aged scholar aside: "Brother Song, please arrange someone, count me in."
Song Tang glanced at her and wanted to say something, but still nodded: "Okay, I will make arrangements."
…
When Ming Lanruo woke up, it was already bright. She reached out and touched the side in a daze.
There was no one around anymore, so she rubbed her eyes and got up: "Jinghe..."
Her voice was soft, and a tall figure wearing half a white Shura mask suddenly appeared from behind the screen.
Ming Lanruo was startled and shrank instinctively: "Who are you..."
The other party came over unscrupulously and sat next to her: "What do you think?"
Ming Lanruo was stunned, staring at the corners of his scarlet lips, and suddenly rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "You... look like this, wouldn't it be too eye-catching? Why don't you wear a leather mask?"
She remembered that he said last night that he would no longer disguise himself as Homurako, but would change his identity and stay by her side.
"Whose face do you want? Chen Ning, Zhou Ruji, Jing He... or someone else?" he asked with a chuckle.
Ming Lanruo paused for a moment, and her somewhat confused mind became slightly clearer. If he pretended to be someone close to her, it meant that at least one person would have to remain anonymous.
If the Red-blooded people really think that he is one of their own, the existence of the legion may be exposed!
She gave him a complicated look. He didn't want to force her to tell her "little secret", which also meant that she couldn't inquire about his "little secret" as the son of Concubine Mei and the blood of the late emperor.
"Then you can just pretend to be a passerby." She hummed.
Cang Qiao's eyes slightly curved, and she suddenly lowered her head and bit her collarbone in this uncomfortable position: "If you can accept me doing this kind of thing with an unfamiliar face, I have no problem with it."
"Hey...are you a dog?" She barked lowly and couldn't help but push him.
There must be teeth marks, you bastard!
Instead of pushing away, he pressed him down. The metal, cold mask pressed against her slender neck, making her shiver slightly with the cold: "Go away."
But when she thought about him trying to do this to her again with a stranger's face, she really couldn't bear it!
The tip of his scarlet tongue ambiguously licked the tooth marks on her collarbone, and smiled: "It's so beautiful... Such marks match you very well."
He likes her to leave marks on him, and he likes her to have his mark on her body.
Minglan Ruo could feel that his breathing was a little heavier, and there seemed to be a vague and dangerous atmosphere in the air.
His eyes behind the mask with suppressed excitement made her skin crawl.
Her breathing was also a bit rapid, and the Gu King in her body seemed to resonate more and more with the Sub-Gu in his body, which would make him easily...excited by her.
"Your current state is not normal. It's because of the bug in your body. Don't let a bug control you." She whispered, pulling up the quilt.
Cang Qiao propped up her waist, looked at her vigilant look, and suddenly laughed out loud: "When will I live my life normally?"
Ming Lanruo: "..."
Perverts are not ashamed of being perverts, but are proud of them, and then... they are invincible.
"Okay, get up." He did not approach her again, but stood up gracefully.
He took the clothes to her and said gently: "I cleaned you up very well last night. Just cleanse your face. There is no need to shower again. Of course..."
He smiled regretfully, touched her little face, and comforted her: "I haven't been able to leave anything of myself in your body. I will try my best in the future."
Ming Lanruo was stunned. She pulled the quilt to cover her face and said, "Please...please have some face."
She often feels out of place with him because she is not shameless enough.
Why can someone be so unscrupulous and say such extremely obscene and shameless words in a gentle and normal tone?
He sounded like he was sorry he didn't eat last night.
What a sin. I have provoked something terrible in this life. I didn’t allow him to get close to me in my previous life. It may not be a good thing... right... right...
…
When Jing He came in to help the eldest lady freshen up, he found that the person who opened the door was a tall, slender man wearing a white Shura mask. He was so frightened that he almost drew a knife and hacked him to death.
Fortunately, the eldest lady scolded her.
Only then did I know...
Xiao Yanzi left, and his master - Lord Governor came over.
He also transformed into a bodyguard named "Qiao Yan" to accompany the eldest lady as a personal guard.
Of course Jing He knew that the relationship between his eldest daughter and him was unusual. Although he was full of doubts, he still endured his curiosity and served him honestly.
After all, she was quite frightened when she thought about that man's identity.
She had no choice but to secretly wink at her eldest lady, which made her eyes cramp. The eldest lady didn't say anything, but shook her head at her as if she was suppressing her displeasure.
Instead, it was the Lord Governor, oh, no, the guard "Qiao Yan" looked at them with a half-smile but not a smile: "You two chat slowly, my subordinates went out first."
Watch him leave casually.
The two people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, what on earth is going on? Master Qiantose wants to follow us, with all his hands tied, if our blood is exposed..." Jing He confirmed that Cang Qiao left, and couldn't help but want to ask questions immediately.
Ming Lanruo raised her hand to interrupt her, feeling a little helpless: "Okay, let's do this for the time being. I want everyone to be careful and don't show off."
Jinghe could only nod.
"Is there anyone applying for help as a maid or a cook today?" Ming Lanruo cheered up and asked about business.