Facing the drizzle by the lake at night, Cao Xi recalled the time when Zhan Baidao, as Xu Xiucai, secretly poisoned her tea with Kung Fu poison. Was it wrong for her to kill him with one sword?
?Absolutely not.
Then, she carefully persuaded Su Jintian: "If you want to pursue Xiuyun, help her avenge her. Her adoptive father, Eunuch Niu, must have been killed by someone from the Qin Palace." She deliberately lowered her voice. In Su Jintian's eyes, she was sneaky, "Xiuyun's enemy
Maybe it’s a fight with Bai Dao? My wife’s old lover. You are no match for him, but I will help you, let’s join forces to kill him?”
"..." Su Jintian got off his horse in front of the village and looked at her silently. She knew how many people she had framed with just these few words? Also, why not fight with a hundred swords?
"Why are you following me?"
"I'm here to teach Yang Pingcui a lesson, and I can fight with a hundred swords." She sneered, and got off her horse, "Forget it. You don't have to take action. Just hold the battle for me."
"..." Su Jintian didn't care and glanced sideways at her.
But she was still lamenting that she underestimated her wife.
"I thought my wife had been deceived by Mr. Marquis all this time. Turns out she is actually a smart person."
"..." Does the smart Mrs. Hou have an old lover in her boudoir? Or is she Zhan Baidao, a family general?
Su Jintian chuckled. He only loved ladies with noble backgrounds. He knew that this was definitely not their preference in the boudoir before marriage. He looked at the ignorant Cao Xiwan and uttered: "Impossible."
"Then she is too stupid. It's not good for you to look down on your wife like this." She was shocked.
"..."
He abandoned the horse and let his companion guard him, and strode into the Pearl Water Village by the lake. There was a whoosh beside him, and she had already jumped in. Her figure was very elegant in the rain and mist.
Xiao Qiao and Xiaoshuang were all shocked, Qing Niangzi's Biying Body Technique? Is it a complete fusion of Netherworld Technique and Biying Mind Technique?
Cao Xiwan knows very well that in a duel between masters, the momentum is the best.
She walked arrogantly in the Royal Garden Water Manor, like a mist of water smoke. Su Jintian strolled leisurely, seemingly unable to catch up with her, but hanging three or four steps behind her, taking his time.
The servant who wanted to report had already been left behind by them.
Along the way, the palace guards in the village were all masters recruited by the Tang Dynasty. They were horrified by her physical skills. They quickly sent someone to report to Yang Chongfeng and Yang Pingcui, who were in charge of the village.
Qingluo Biying came to kill him.
The Qingluo female ghost seemed to have fully recovered.
The autumn rain is continuous, and you can see green mandarin ducks, snow partridges, and countless water birds sleeping crosswise on the clear waves.
She suddenly stopped, hid behind the old willow by the lake, and blew a sharp whistle in the direction of the village gate. Su Jintian was startled and jumped down next to her: "What's wrong?"
The guards in the village were also frightened and put all their strength on guard. Then they heard the sound of horse hooves, the rain hit autumn lotuses by the lakeside, green leaves covered the sky, and Xiao Qiao and his companions rushed in quickly.
"Sister Xiaowan, do you want to fight in?"
"No, I'm so cold." She was caught in the rain, sneezed and shivered, "Give me my raincoat quickly."
"..."
The group of people looked at her speechlessly. Shuangtian was considerate and quickly asked to untie her cloak. Su Jintian pulled his cloak and threw it on top of her head.
She quickly wrapped herself up and put on her raincoat tightly, finally feeling warmer.
"I've got cold air in my body, and I'm going to get sick in the winter. I thought I was cured." She was depressed. Suddenly she thought of Liu Ruhai. She originally wanted to ask how to take care of herself in autumn and winter, but Liu Xiaozi has been ignoring people recently, and she is not
Doesn't he have friends who care about him? She turned around and asked Chen Ming. Chen Ming, this unreliable bastard, didn't remind her not to get in the rain at all! She also asked her biological father, and it was her fault that she believed in her biological father's medical skills.
.
"Isn't this nonsense?" Su Jintian scolded her for not being careful. Xiao Qiao gave her the wine bag she carried with her. She said that she wanted to maintain her health and not drink to keep warm. Xiao Qiao smiled: "It's hot ginger tea."
Xiao Qiao is such a considerate child. He was ready when he knew she was coming. She drank ginger tea with emotion.
"Actually, it looks better?" Su Jintian looked at her carefully.
"Yeah." She was careless, she had indeed gotten better recently.
Over the past year, she has been living in the house stupidly, barely using her brain, and taking countless tonics. Her body is not like last autumn, and she cannot bear the slightest bit of autumn cold. At least she has not coughed since autumn.
Wearing a raincoat, she took out a bottle of tonic from her arms. After taking it, she sneezed again and felt a chill on her back.
"I see you insist on coming." He sighed.
"...I'll come over and take a look." She sneezed three times in a row, and quickly took off the sword on her back. "The sword is too cold, Xiao Qiao, help me hold it."
"...Aren't you looking for Zhan Baidao and Yang Pingcui to teach them a lesson?"
"I'm a girl from the mansion. I'm here to help my wife look at the place. I need to occupy a room with a standing room first so that I can be decent and comfortable. Our wife is a first-class marquis lady." She immediately found a good reason, "I'm going to find the Houzhuang.
Talk to the mother in charge, you are doing official business in the yamen, we are not together."
She turned around and wanted to slip away, but was dragged by Su Jintian, and they walked together to the central hall where Yang Pingcui was. The old servant in the corridor laughed with her: "We, Yang Pingcui, are in the back village. We just came back, and we didn't know you were here."
As soon as she heard this, she immediately held hands with Su Jintian and looked around warily.
She is a patient, a villain like Yang Pingcui will definitely take revenge on her, and Su Jintian is her thug.
Su Jintian threw her away in disgust, but she had already dragged her arm tightly, making Xiao Qiao Xiaoshuang tremble with laughter.
Walking in the rain curtain on the flower path, she saw Nan Twelve at a glance.
"It's him." She reminded Su Jintian.
"...Why can't I see it?" Su Jintian stopped and looked into the pavilion from a distance, "It's Feng Junqing."
Yang Pingcui and Feng Junqing were sitting in the pavilion playing chess. Su Jintian couldn't see the flaw. He had seen hundreds of swords fighting before.
She frowned and sighed secretly: "He pretended to be Feng Junqing...99% of him also learned to shrink his bones and change his shape."
She knew that Zhan Baidao seemed to have another name, Nan Twelve. But she did not intend to remember this name.
The surname is Nan. Ranked 12. She understood the meaning as soon as she thought about it.
But what does this have to do with her? Is he related by blood to Liang Guogong Nanyu? Is there any unavoidable reason? When he, as Xu Xiucai, put the powder in her tea, he already
It's not important anymore.
It's a pity that her sword didn't kill him.
However, she also looked at the middle-aged and tired doctor Feng Junqing in the pavilion who was dressed in white robes. Feng Junqing, the young doctor from Huichun Hall.
If she hadn't seen Zhan Baidao in the Hou Mansion a few days ago, and had clearly guessed that Zhan Baidao was in the capital, she might not have been able to tell that the man playing chess in the pavilion was the leader of Bloody Zhan Baidao.
"His bone-shrinking and shape-changing technique seems to be better than Yang Pingcui's in the past few years?" She subconsciously said to Su Jintian, and suddenly she was shocked.
"Not good, Nanzhi!"
Wrong, Nanzhi is not Yang Pingcui's disciple, she should be the remnant of Zhan Baidao.
Could it be that Nanzhi is a man?
Octagonal pointed pavilion.
Outside the pavilion, drizzle is like a curtain, and green smoke curls from the sapphire incense burner on the stone table.
Yang Pingcui was now enshrined in the Tang Dynasty palace and gained favor, so he was ordered to come to the imperial garden to make arrangements. There were several other stewards who were supposed to arrange the banquet. He was here to see Su Jintian.
He called Feng Junqing by the way.
In the past few days, Su Jintian's city patrol officer has been keeping an eye on Huichun Hall, and Yang Pingcui also knew it.
I never expected that Cao Xi would suddenly come and kill me in the evening.
In the pavilion, Feng Junqing hadn't noticed yet. He was talking to Yang Pingcui: "Let's give it a try this time. If Song Chengming is really negligent, we will take action next time in Chengfu Temple." When he gestured, Yang Pingcui was already prepared.
Secretly shocked, do you want to kill Song Chengming?
"The Qingluo female ghost is still here..."
"Don't worry, if one dies, there will still be a second Marquis of Nankang." He made a pun.
Yang Pingcui frowned. He only understood the superficial meaning. He knew that the fifth master wanted to seize the title and would cover it up. But did Feng Junqing mean that Li Daitao became the Marquis of Nankang?
How can it be.
Not to mention whether Qin Meng's personal guards would see through it, Song Chengming's wife was also there. How could the couple in the same bed not discover the truth?
Even if Lou Shuluan was born in General Lou's palace and had inextricable connections with the Duke of Liang's palace and the Prince of Qin's palace, she was still a first-class marquis wife with a first-class royal title. She would never accept a fake marquis as her husband.
Yang Pingcui was about to speak when something suddenly hit him.
He turned his head for a moment, his eyes were like lightning, and he actually saw Su Jintian on the flower path in the distance.
Feng Junqing glanced at it, his face changed drastically and he stood up suddenly. He knocked over the chess box in his hand and the jade chess pieces scattered on the floor.
"What's wrong?"
"……She is coming."
Yang Pingcui looked at this time, but only saw a green shadow further away, which was the back of Cao Xiwan who left in a hurry.