"Okay, I swear." Jian Yu indulged endlessly: "I definitely don't like Jing Meixing, and I will never have anything to do with her, okay?"
"That's pretty much it." Bai Yue was satisfied, closed his eyes, and enjoyed Jian Yu's service with peace of mind.
In the shadow outside the door, Jing Meixing's heart was ashen and her face was pale.
Qin Wuge endured it and took the man away.
She always felt that her best friend was not bad, and he was lucky to be Jian Yu's concubine. But now she was sure that Jian Yu really didn't have this idea, so no matter what Jing Meixing thought, she would not force her to marry her again.
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Jian Yu was unintentional, Bai Yue was strong, and Jing Meixing's temperament would have forced her to get in, and she would have been bullied to death.
After Qin Wuge dragged Jing Meixing away, a door not far away was also closed. The woman in green took off her bamboo hat, revealing a snow-white pretty face. There was a hairpin broken into two sections on the table.
She raised her hand to throw it away, but suddenly felt reluctant and put it back in her pocket.
After sending Qin Wuge and Jing Meixing away, Jian Yu worked hard and pressed Bai Yue's shoulders for a while, and then the two of them became serious.
Liang Meng also came over, squatted by the window curtain, and whispered: "Xie Jiang has arrived. Master, do you think the people from Juxing will come?"
"It's hard to say." Jian Yu was also unsure: "But they must have discussed it, and we can just go with the flow."
Xie Pingsheng finished his painting and wandered around the street boredly. He was very tired these days.
The body is not tired, but the mind is tired. He has been living peacefully for more than ten years, but from one day, things suddenly changed. The killer, father, and mother, dragged his life into a whirlpool and a mist.
Now, he still didn't know where to go. He picked up a fan from a stall on the roadside and painted it pretty well. He had painted fans before and sold them.
"Master, do you like this fan? I have many other styles." The boss smiled and said, "You can take a look at it."
Xie Pingsheng was not interested and waved his hand.
But the boss didn't seem to have any business. He walked around the stall with a fan and shook it open with a clatter: "Sir, look at this, this..."
Xie Pingsheng suddenly stopped moving, and a knife was pressed against his waist.
"Sir, come here." The boss said with a smile: "I also have a collection of famous products here, good ones, which I don't give to ordinary people."
This man grabbed Xie Pingsheng's arm with one hand and a knife with the other, blocking it with his sleeve. He held Xie Pingsheng hostage and walked slowly forward. There was a carriage in front of him.
Xie Pingsheng didn't dare to resist. When he walked to the door, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold on to the frame and climb up. But the moment he stretched out his hand, his wrist turned... He had a small and exquisite sleeve arrow in his hand.
Apply the poison that seals the throat after seeing the blood.
But at this moment, Xie Pingsheng felt a pain in his neck, and the person behind him took the initiative to move his hands.
After all, Xie Pingsheng didn't know martial arts, so he fell down limply. The man helped him and lifted him up, and saw him thrown into the carriage.
All this happened very quickly, within a few words, no one even noticed.
Xie Jiang was still waiting. He didn't touch the food on the table, but he drank a lot of wine.
Finally, a little girl stopped at the door and knocked. At the same time, a dull sound came from the opposite side.
Liang Meng stood up straight: "Where was the explosion?"
"Generally speaking, they are all the chefs in restaurants." Bai Yue said: "Everyone does this by making noises in the east and attacking in the west to divert attention."
Bai Yue was too calm and Liang Meng had nothing to say.
"Go and take a look." Jian Yu said, "You have to make a show of it."
Liang Meng responded and rushed out.
Xie Jiang was also startled. He took two steps outside and then stopped. Then the little girl handed him something, like a piece of paper. He glanced at it, raised his legs to walk out, then paused and looked.
He glanced at the other side.
Jian Yu will be looking at him from the opposite side. This is what was agreed before. Xie Jiang knows which room he is in.
Jian Yu shook the curtain. This was the secret signal he had agreed upon in advance. Xie Jiang understood and left immediately.
At the same time, the door next to Xie Jiang opened. Two people who seemed to have finished their meal followed Xie Jiang one after another.
The restaurant that was chosen as the joint was also in bad luck. The fire was thick and smoke was thick in the backyard, and people fighting the fire were running in and out in groups, forming a chaotic mess.
Xie Jiang also entered the kitchen. Someone passed by and stuffed a bucket into him. Xie Jiang was speechless and had to follow him towards the fire scene.
I don't know what was sprinkled in the utility room, and there were bursts of thick smoke and black mist. Xie Jiang looked around, and the people following him also looked around. In this time of war and chaos, it is indeed easiest to go out to meet without being noticed.
time.
Bai Yue and Jian Yu no longer cared about it and were eating. She had been thinking about this meal for a long time. In order to achieve a balance between food and health, Bai Yue calculated carefully and decided to eat once every three days and refrain from eating at other times.
a little.
"Do you really plan to let Xie Jiang go?" Bai Yue said: "Have you thought about it. If you let him go and can't catch him, will you be in trouble?"
"There will definitely be trouble, but it's useless to have him in our hands all the time." Jian Yu said truthfully: "If it were before, if we just wanted to deal with the superstar, we would just start with Xie Jiang. But now we want to find the treasure, Prince Ning has to do it
Let it go, I have no reason not to let it go."
"That's fine." Bai Yue said, "I just feel sorry for Xie Pingsheng. If they hadn't looked alike, I would have doubted whether Xie Jiang was Xie Pingsheng's biological father."
Jian Yu had no love or hatred for Xie Pingsheng, but he was also quite sad about his life experience.
Liang Meng led people into the back kitchen of the restaurant and followed him to put out the fire. Going back and forth, he always passed by Xie Jiang.
After busying like this for a while, the fire finally subsided. Liang Meng wiped his dark face and looked at Xie Jiang. He suddenly jumped over with a sudden excitement.
He grabbed Xie Jiang's shoulders. The man shook in fright and turned around.
Although wearing the same clothes, about the same height and build, and similar age, the man was obviously not Xie Jiang. Instead, he had an unfamiliar face.
Liang Meng's expression changed: "Who are you?"
"Ah?" The man looked confused: "I am the cook of the restaurant, brother, what can I do?"
Liang Meng knew that he had fallen into a trap. Although letting Xie Jiang go was part of the plan, he was still a little depressed.
"Why are you wearing these clothes?" Liang Meng said fiercely.
The cook shivered: "Just now, my clothes were burned when I was putting out the fire. Someone lent me my clothes. Brother, what's wrong with these clothes?"
Needless to say, that was Xie Jiang, or the person who came to help Xie Jiang. It was a good move to fish in troubled waters, and the golden cicada escaped from its shell.
"Xie Jiang ran away?" Jian Yu put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "Catch him if he runs away. Watch and catch him, and catch him in a lively manner."