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Chapter 118: The Broken Window Bolt

"Huh! Hate it!" Qiangwei hesitated for a moment, but still sat down bitterly. This place was already very close to the City Lord's Mansion. She heard that the weird old man was in the City Lord's Mansion, and she didn't want to cause trouble!

Huo Guang laughed and comforted her: "It's okay, you can come again next year! It's called a spirit to make a wish during the Moonlight Festival every year!"

"When is the Moonlight Festival?" Qiangwei put her chin on her hands and asked with longing.

"Three days later"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Luo Yan frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

After drinking tea, Huo Guang took them to visit many places, making Qiangwei giggle.

It wasn't until the sun set that Huo Guang sent them back to the inn, but instead of dining with them, he went to the city lord's mansion.

Looking at Huo Guang's back, Luo Yan had a faint doubt in his eyes...

In the city lord's mansion, the young city lord was dealing with political affairs when he heard a burst of laughter from outside: "Placing blame on others, it turns out that city lord Ye is just like that!"

Ye Chonghua, who was only in his thirties but was already an intermediate level Lan Yuan, raised his head helplessly and said: "Brother Huo, you clearly know that I am just trying to calm people's minds, and I don't really intend to hurt them, so why bother holding on and specifically

Come to my city lord's mansion to taunt me." The city lord has thick sword eyebrows and a straight nose, but his eye circles are a little dark. It seems that he has lost a lot of sleep because of the strange things in Silver Moon City.

Huo Guang didn't see anyone else, he sat down alone, poured himself a glass of water, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I walked around with those little guys all afternoon, and I guess any resentment has been smoothed away."

"Oh, they're just a few little guys." Ye Chonghua didn't take it seriously. He responded casually and then dived into piles of official documents.

"They are not ordinary little guys." Huo Guang said with amusement in his eyes, "There is a boy who is already an intermediate Lan Yuan, and he is only seventeen or eighteen years old."

"Bang!" Ye Chonghua stood up suddenly, overturning his chair, and shouted out loud: "Lanyuan? Seventeen or eighteen years old?"

Huo Guang nodded gracefully, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "How do you want to thank me?"

Ye Chonghua laughed, sat down and said: "Well, I will hold a banquet at the city lord's mansion tomorrow to apologize to them, and you will come too! It just so happened that someone just paid tribute and fed it with blood and honey juice, and the fire element was used to ripen it.

The seventh-level calf, let’s eat this when the time comes!”

Huo Guang nodded with satisfaction, got up and was about to leave. Ye Chonghua hesitated for a moment and said with some worry: "If you are free, go to the inner house to see Wang Yue! She has been in poor health recently, and she even vomited blood a few days ago...

"

Huo Guang paused and said calmly: "I understand."

Looking at Huo Guang's back as he walked away to the inner house, Ye Chonghua sighed: "Silly sister, why do you fall in love with such a man?"

Ye Wangyue is an orphan. He was assassinated on his way back to the city a few years ago. It was Wangyue who bandaged his wounds. Later, he met Huo Guang, who was willing to help him. For the sake of political communication, he sincerely invited Huo Guang to come to Yinyue.

She was a guest in the city and looked at Yue Mianmei, so she recognized her as her younger sister and brought her back to the city lord's palace.

But not long after returning to the city, he discovered that this silly sister had all her emotions attached to Huo Guang. She was a girl in her twenties. She refused to get married no matter what, but just waited stupidly for Huo Guang.

The inner house of the city lord's palace is clean and elegant. Entering the moon gate connected to the outer house, there is a long flower garden verandah. It is summer, and butterflies and bees are indispensable, as are fish and birds. At the end of the veranda, by the lakeside, under the green vines

, there is an embroidery frame, and in front of it sits a young woman who is concentrating on embroidery and wearing a white cotton dress. Judging from the profile, she should be very slim, but her whole body is too plain, no makeup, no jewelry, her appearance

It's just that she's pretty, it's really not attractive enough

Huo Guang stood in the distance for a while, then stepped over with his sword in hand and said with a smile: "Miss Ye is really in a good mood!"

Ye Wangyue stopped her embroidery hand and said calmly: "If you are here because of those little guys, I advise you to give up! I can't help you."

Huo Guang's originally smiling expression faltered, and a layer of darkness instantly enveloped his face: "I just came to take a look at your body."

Ye Wangyue turned back and sneered: "My body? Aren't you supposed to be the most familiar with my situation? Why do you do this hypocrisy? Huo Guang, you are a complete hypocrite!"

Huo Guang's face turned completely gloomy, and he growled: "Don't be so shameless! I'm not here to beg you, but to inform you that there are some things you have to do even if you don't want to do them. It's you who made me like this."

!”

"Bang!" Ye Wangyue pushed most of the embroidered work to the ground, stood up suddenly, with tears in her beautiful eyes: "If I had known you were this kind of person, I would not have saved you at all!"

"It's late! The game has already started. I'm having a great time. You, the instigator, don't even want to leave!" Huo Guang said coldly and strode away.

"One wrong step, one wrong step..." Ye Wangyue looked at Huo Guang who was striding away with a bitter smile on his lips.

In the evening, Qiangwei, who had been playing all day, was particularly excited. She asked the waiter at the shop and kept asking about the Moonlight Festival. The three of them were speechless - Do you still want to make a wish?

In the evening, Luo Yan asked the waiter to order some food and wine from outside, ate some hastily, and then sent everyone to bed - so as not to listen to a certain woman's noise again!

"Qingchen, come with me! It's very effective!"

"Not going"

"Go ahead, just accompany me and have a look, okay? It's just this once, it won't happen next time!"

"I don't want to die yet..."

"Qingchen~"

"sleep!"



Hearing the whispers of the two women until late at night, Luo Yan fell asleep in a daze. In his sleep, he dreamed of a certain woman acting coquettishly.

"ah--"

He was sleeping soundly when suddenly a scream of roses came from inside. Luo Yan regained consciousness in just a moment. He turned over and jumped up. Regardless of the difference between men and women, he took the candle and rushed in.

I saw Qiangwei holding her head in her hands, sitting huddled on the bed, with half of the thin quilt hanging on her legs and half hanging on the ground. Su Qingchen was sitting beside her to comfort her. Originally, it was just a matter of touching her in the dark, but as soon as the candle was illuminated, Luo Yan

Only then did I realize that both women were still wearing pajamas...

Looking around, there was nothing wrong. Luo Yan touched his nose and was about to leave. At the same time, he pushed Ge San out who had just rushed to the edge of the curtain.

At this moment, Qiangwei screamed: "Don't leave! There's a ghost!"

"Ghost?" Luo Yan looked at Su Qingchen. She shook her head and said that someone had no choice but to take a candle and look around.

It has to be said that the windows in the inner and outer rooms both face the street, which means that when the windows are opened at this time, it will be a dark night. For safety reasons, Luo Yan locked the windows in the inner room after moving in.

Only the outside rooms were left for ventilation and heat dissipation. But now, when the night wind picks up, the windows inside and outside are fanning violently and making a rattling sound. The moonlight shines in through the hollows of the carved windows, swaying like ghosts.

Luo Yan frowned, walked to the window, checked the window bolt, and found that the strong metal was broken!

Looking at the flat fracture, Luo Yan smiled coldly. If it was really a ghost, why bother with the window bolt?


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