Night falls, the sky is like ink.
The largest brothel in Ruian Jing, Chunfeng Tower, is brightly lit at this time, with colorful lanterns and colorful silk swaying in the wind, with a faint fragrance of powder in the wind, and the sound of silk and bamboo floating in the air with warm and soft words.
The top floor of Chunfeng Building, the most luxurious peach blossom invitation room, a beautiful girl in the room with two maids pouring hot water into the bathtub.
"Get quicker, the little prince is downstairs!" Mei Ji, who was wearing pink and green skirt, ran to the door and listened to the movement outside for a while, then ran in and sprinkled petals into the wooden barrel.
The two little maids worked harder to carry water from the clean room and poured it into the wooden barrel.
On the beam of the room, where the lanterns are not as bright as the fire, a black figure is hiding in the darkness.
The beam is narrow, Mu Yan's legs are almost numb, and he keeps complaining in his heart.
Don’t go to the clean room to take a bath, but insist on taking a bath in the dormitory. Judging from this situation, is Zhao Junyao planning to have a bath with that girl Fengtao?
Humph! Let you be a romantic ghost.
Mu Yan tightly held the small bow in his hand, and thought about waiting for Zhao Junyao to come in, giving him an arrow with his backhand, then he was done, escaped from the roof, and rushed back to ask for credit from the young master.
"Here's here!"
There was a sound of a man's footsteps outside the door from far to near. The three women in the room suddenly became quiet. The woman in the pink shirt reached out and stirred in the wooden barrel. She tried the water temperature to be fine, so she stood by the door with her two maids with her head down.
The carved and hollowed-out wooden door was pushed open, and the man's ambiguous voice sounded, "Are you ready?"
"Report to the little prince, everything is ready, using the best rose petals and milk." Feng Tao's voice was filled with a heart-warming tremolo.
"Well, go down." The man threw a purse into the woman in pink, then walked in with big steps, and first walked to the table and poured himself a cup of sober tea.
"Little Prince, you really don't need to stay with me... to serve me?" Feng Tao took the purse and looked at the man with unfulfilled feelings.
There are few men with such a fairy appearance. He lived in Chunfeng Tower for more than ten days and was about to leave tomorrow. Feng Tao was not willing to let him leave without touching his belt.
"Miss Fengtao talks so much today, can you think that the money is not given enough?" The man took a sip of tea and turned to smile at the woman in pink.
There was not much sternness in his smile, but the woman in pink was frightened and sweated heavily on her forehead.
"I won't disturb the little prince's rest!" Feng Tao quickly saluted, took the two maids out, and closed the door.
The man walked a few steps in the room, stretched his body and stretched his muscles and bones.
Through the light pink curtain, Mu Yan saw him wearing a moon-white round-collar brocade robe with half a bunch of ink hair. His posture and appearance were indeed as rumored. He fell into nothing more than a glance and could no longer take his eyes off.
The man walked to the bathtub and started to untidy his clothes.
Muyan swallowed nervously, held the small bow in her hand tightly, and stroked the feather arrow, but somehow, she couldn't control her heartbeat.
"Bang! Bang!" Blood poured into her mind with her heartbeat.
She hurriedly didn't open her eyes and dared not look at the man below. She covered her heart with one hand, for fear that the man would hear the sound of the heartbeat.
There were some good-looking men in the previous tasks. Mu Yan could even raise his sword without hesitation. Why is he so restless today?
A sound of water splashes came with the fragrance of milk and petals.
Chapter 2 How boring is it to kill you?
Mu Yan's heart shook and saw the man below sitting in the wooden barrel with his eyes closed, looking leisurely and comfortable.
This man is indeed perverted. A big man bathes with petals and milk. She no longer knows what to complain about.
In short, Zhao Junyao is full of complaints, so she can go back and complain to Su Yan and the others for a day.
A slight sound of footsteps came from the roof.
That was Su Yan reminding her to hurry up. Hurry up! What man should I look at?
At this time, the angle is right. Mu Yan puts his heart straight, quits distracting thoughts, and relaxes bowstring .
The arrow suddenly broke free and flew towards the man's heart with a "whoosh" sound of breaking the wind.
"Crash" a sound of water. Have you succeeded in
? Mu Yan opened his eyes nervously.
A figure suddenly jumped up from the wooden barrel, blocking the feather arrow while attacking straight towards the darkness on the beam.
Muyan wanted to escape, but her legs were numb. To die!
A big hand with distinct joints instantly strangled her throat. With just a little force, her throat would be broken.
"Su..." She held a small bow in her hand and pressed against the man's wide and slippery chest. She wanted to ask for help but could only make a mosquito-like sound.
is no longer helpful, bows and arrows are not suitable for close combat, and Su Yan didn't have time to save her, so she was dead this time.
Mu Yan's eyes turned dark, and her mind began to recall every bit of the past decade.
Others have their own golden fingers when traveling through time. Some people love and some love her. She is so good. She wears her on an orphan who has lost her memory and learns martial arts for ten years from scratch.
God, let me wear it back! Never be a killer in the next life.
She gradually closed her eyes, but the hand that strangled her throat relaxed.
"Xiao Ce sent you here?" The man pulled her down from the beam of the room and sneered contemptuously, "The assassins of the Xiao family are getting worse and worse. How dare you send someone with such skills?"
"Cough cough!" Mu Yan could breathe, coughed twice first, and then began to think about how to delay time in order to escape, "I..."
Her attention was suddenly caused by the tall and handsome body in front of her, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. Her waist was narrow. The material was sucked, like an iron tool encountered a magnet, and his tongue began to knot, "It's me... I'm not good at learning skills, it's not about the young master's business..."
"Is it a woman?" Zhao Junyao looked down at himself, took another step forward, and looked at her face covering the black scarf with playful eyes, "Do you want to kill me?"
Muyan thought he was going to pull off the black scarf from his face, but he just stared at his eyes and didn't do anything.
"Put on the clothes!" Mu Yan's face was red and hot. If it weren't for the black scarf covering her face, she would have been seen by her opponent, and she would have joked about the killer of the Xiao family in Changzhou who had never seen the world.
She has had several burns in her life, but her face has never been hot as it is now!
Zhao Junyao turned around and pulled his coat, put it on his body casually. His slightly wet figure and muscle curves were still looming, and he kept wandering in front of her eyes, "Your arrow shot well just now, but it's a pity... I was moved, and I heard the footsteps on the roof and prepared, so you missed."
He spoke in a gentle tone, as if comforting her.
"You don't have to say sarcastic words." Mu Yan said as she glanced secretly at the ceiling, "It falls into your hands, and you want to kill and cut, and you will listen to the sacrificial words."
Although no one taught her, she vaguely remembered that she had seen it in the movie before, when the assassin was caught, it seemed that he wanted to say such things.
Why didn’t Su Yan come to save her? He agreed to live and die together. Is he planning to escape alone?
"How boring to kill you?" Zhao Junyao sat on the soft couch in front of the window and waved to her with a smile, "Come, come here."
Chapter 3 Soldiers can kill but not insult
That smug expression is like an old cat that has caught a little mouse, teasing the poor little mouse under his claws!
"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!" Mu Yan's heart had already jumped to his throat.
Zhao Junyao narrowed his eyes and smiled, half mocking: "You have been moved by my little king for a long time, and you still say that you can kill a soldier and not be humiliated!"
He was not interested in those brothel women, but suddenly he felt that the female assassin fell into his hands was a bit interesting. Anyway, he was idle, so it would be better to tease her.
"Can't get over!" Mu Yan held the small bow, but he hated that he couldn't draw the bow at this distance. He raised his head and said, "You kill me."
I was defeated in this game today. Zhao Junyao was scheming. If he fell into his hands, it would make the young master embarrassed.
, should you bite your tongue and commit suicide?
Muyan is not a greedy person who is afraid of death, but she is afraid of pain. It’s all because the young master didn’t put a poisonous sac for her, otherwise she would have bitten it without hesitation.
"Don't you want to kill me? But come... how to kill me?" Zhao Junyao crossed his legs and raised his eyebrows at the masked man in front of him.
Mu Yan thought for a moment, took the bow to his back, slowly walked forward, but glanced at the direction of the roof from the corner of his eyes. There was an unknown hidden weapon in his hand, and suddenly he held the hidden weapon and cut it into his neck.
terrible! This girl is going to seek death! Zhao Junyao flew to stop him without thinking.
Muyan saw him flying over, turned the direction again, flexibly shook the hidden weapon in front of his neck, and bent his eyes.
Zhao Junyao was shocked and quickly lowered his head and took a step back to avoid it.
only hears two loud "booms".
First, a big hole was blown out of the roof, and then a black figure sneaked in like a ghost. He pulled up the woman in black and flew to the roof without saying a word. Two little black dots disappeared into the night sky as they rose and fell.
The entire peach blossom invitation was filled with white smoke.
"Cough cough!" Zhao Junyao looked up at the night sky, covered his mouth and coughed twice. He turned around and saw a ball of white smoke rising from the soft couch behind him. He walked over and picked up a small ball that was still smoking and took a look, "What the hell?!"
This hidden weapon has no lethal power except for smoking. The rumbling sound made is very intimidating, and he thought he was going to blow people up.
Dead girl liar!
The night wind is howling.
Two small black dots, one in front and one behind, rushed past the bustling houses of Ruianjing.
"Su Yan, wait for me!" Mu Yan pulled off the black scarf on his face, revealing a pure and refined face.
"I've been so bad for eight lifetimes, I'll pair you up!" The little black dot in front slowed down, "When will you not need someone to save me?"
Su Yan had long been full of resentment.
Although the killers of Lingxiao Pavilion have to form a pair of two people to go out to operate, they are usually paired up with equal strength.
He couldn't understand why the young master had paired up with this half bucket of water with his skills.
No matter whether the task is successful or failed, she wants someone to save her eight out of ten times.
"Young master didn't say that we should watch over and help each other, and the two of them were united..." Mu Yan pulled his sleeve and said with a flattery, "I will save you when you are in trouble."
"Have you saved me?" Su Yan took off her hand in disgust, "If it weren't for the narrow place on the beam today, I would have killed Zhao Junyao with one arrow! You said... you can't do such a simple thing well, what else can you do in the future?"
"You are so unhappy, don't save me just now, let me die!" Mu Yan was also angry, and didn't turn his face and ignore him.
Chapter 4 That Zhao Junyao took action too hard!
Su Yan had this idea just now, thinking that if this burden dies, he will never have to do a task with her again, so hesitated for a while before taking action.
"Mu Yan! Be clear, that Zhao Junyao is a beast in a dress. Do you think he likes you?" Su Yan grabbed Mu Yan's ears, "Did you forget? There are many concubines in the Zhao family in Yuzhou. He was just lonely when he entered Beijing. I'm happy for you!"
"I'm not like you said!" Mu Yan was ashamed of being said, and pitiful to hold his sleeves, "Today's affairs, what happened." Mu Yan said was full of shame. But don't let the young master know, just say that Zhao Junyao is very skilled in martial arts, and I am no match for me."
"Oh!" Su Yan sighed, grabbed her ears hard, and also pulled her face, "Zhao Junyao is very skilled in martial arts. I will see the young master later. You are unharmed. I will add some injuries to you."
"Well, add more force!" The girl nodded vigorously.
Lingxiao Pavilion.
The yard is filled with a tulle-like night fog.
In front of the round wooden door, a thin girl stood, wearing black clothes, wearing moonlight, and gasping for breath tensely.
"Come in." The low magnetic man's voice came.
The girl gently pushed open the wooden door and leaned forward to look at it. She saw that there were no one around, so she walked in carefully.
There are no tables and chairs in the empty hall, only one incense table. The white wall behind the incense table is a map of the whole area. There are a few bamboo and rattan cushions on the smooth ground in front. It is so simple that it is not as simple as the hall for guests. If it weren't for that map, it would be like a Buddhist temple.
A young man in blue dress was loose in collar, his ink hair was hanging down, and he sat cross-legged on a bamboo rattan cushion, with a small bronze stove in front of him, holding a bamboo tea cup and tea spoon in his hand, and was cooking tea.
"Young Master." The girl sat cross-legged on the cushion next to him nervously.
"Are you back?" Xiao Ce lowered his eyes and did not look at her, but just handed her a cup of tea.
"Young master, Zhao Junyao is very skilled in martial arts..."
"I know, Su Yan told me." Before Mu Yan finished speaking, Xiao Ce interrupted her and looked over and looked at her face, showing doubts, "What's going on with your face and ears?"
The man leaned forward. From Mu Yan's perspective, his snow-white neck and chest were clearly visible in the loose brocade robe.
An indecent picture that I saw in Chunfeng Tower flashed in my mind. Mu Yan suddenly lowered his head and dared not look again.
In the past, the young master was so unruly and appeared in front of her casually, but she didn't think much about it at that time. Today, when she saw Zhao Junyao's body, somehow, she began to think about it when she saw the young master.
Xiao Ce's black jade-like eyes wandered on her face, Mu Yan looked ashamed, hating that he had never seen the world before. No, it should be said that he had just seen the world today.
"I'll ask what's going on with your face and ears?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Xiao Ce pointed at her red earlobes and cheeks, and muttered, "Why is even your neck red?"
"Yes... That Zhao Junyao took action too hard." Mu Yan bit his lip and replied.
"He grabbed your ears?" Xiao Ce frowned unhappily, with anger in his eyes, "He is still... slight you?"
Mu Yan doesn't understand these things. Xiao Ce is not a child, and he feels alert when he sees the scar.
He really couldn't understand. Mu Yan should have had a black scarf covering her face. Then Zhao Junyao hurt her ears and cheeks, unless he pulled the scarf off.
If you pull off the mask...
Chapter 5 Come to me
"No...no!" Mu Yan scolded Su Yan's ancestors all over the eighteen generations in his heart. What's wrong with hitting her? He must slap her in the face! "Young Master, it's really that Zhao Junyao's martial arts skills. I... I failed."
She looked up and saw Xiao Ce's half-open clothes and his slightly moving Adam's apple. She felt a buzzing sound in her mind again. She thought paused and didn't know where to look.
"You... saw his body?" Xiao Ce covered his heart with one hand, and felt a dull pain coming from his heart.
The girl looked at him differently than before. She must have seen something she shouldn't see when she went out.
"Just... just glanced..." Mu Yan pressed his head down so hard that he could not lower it.
The room is so quiet that the needle can be heard, only the small copper furnace is still making the "gurgling" sound of water.
seemed to feel the sound of the copper stove annoyed. Xiao Ce took off the teapot irritably and turned off the fire. "Drink tea."
Muyan nervously picked up the bamboo tea cup, sniffed the tea fragrance gently, thinking about what to do next.
Lingxiao Pavilion has clear rewards and punishments. If this mission failed, she might have to implicate Su Yan in a few months' salary.
"Young master, when I see that Zhao Junyao next time, I will definitely take his head and will never miss it again!" Mu Yan thought of Su Yan's face that disliked her, and felt a cold spine, and pleaded, "Young master... don't punish me and Su Yan for the salary."
Her voice was soft, Xiao Ce jumped when he heard this, picked up the tea and drank it. After he calmed down, he said, "I don't like your salary. However, Zhao Junyao will return to Yuzhou tomorrow. If you miss such a good opportunity, you must not be punished."
"Then... what do you say you are punishing?" Mu Yan's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly.
"Don't go out for the mission for the time being," the man in green blushed slightly, leaned back, staring at her and said seriously, "Qingzhou is not here, I am missing a guard by my side, come and take it."
Mu Yan raised his head and faced his eyes as deep as the night sky.
: Being able to be a guard by the young master is something that many killers dream of. They no longer need to lick blood on the tip of a knife, sleep in the open, and get the moon first when they are close to the water. There is hope for promotion in the future. This is simply a beautiful thing to reach the sky in one step!
"What, don't you want to?" Xiao Ce opened his eyes and stared at the bronze tea stove. The candle reflected a touch of orange-red on his face, extending straight into his loose clothes.
"Then... what should Su Yan do?" Mu Yan thought that he could not reach the sky in just one step, regardless of Su Yan's life or death.
"Su Yan... Let's team up with Yan Ru." Xiao Ce held a small spoon in his hand and stirred absent-mindedly in the teapot.
"Really?" Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go back and tell him this good news!"
"Come to me, are you happy?" Xiao Ce suddenly looked up at her again, his eyes hesitating and flashing.
"Gao... happy." Mu Yan was stunned, and the excitement on his face immediately turned into hesitation, "But I'm afraid... others don't accept it."
Her half bucket of water was really far from the light boat in the past. There were many experts around the young master, and that was the position everyone was staring at. She went there easily like this, but I was afraid that it would be difficult to convince the public.
"Cough cough! It's just temporary. When Qingzhou comes back, you will go back to your original place." Xiao Ce choked on the tea and glanced at the little girl from the corner of his eyes. Seeing her face, he looked disappointed and curled his lips and said, "Okay, come to Ziyun Palace tomorrow morning."
Chapter 6 You want it!
The next morning, after Mu Yan washed up, he ran to Ziyun Palace happily to listen to the instructions, but heard that the young master had gone out.
"Where has the young master been?" Mu Yan asked Chaoyun, the maid from Ziyun Palace.
"In the morning, the little prince of Zhenbeiwang Mansion sent someone to send a post, saying that he would be having a banquet at Mingyuelou before leaving Beijing, so he asked the young master to go." Chaoyun said, noticing the figure behind her, and hurriedly bowed, "Like Miss Jiang."
Muyan turned around and saw a girl in a grass-green shirt and skirt jumping to the door of Ziyun Palace, looking up and down.
Hearing Chaoyun's name, she realized that this person was Su Rujiang, the eldest sister of the Su family in Yuezhou. She just came to Beijing a few days ago to join the Xiao family.
"Like Miss Jiang." Mu Yan lowered her head cautiously.
"You just said, Cousin Xiao went to Mingyue Tower?" Su Rujiang walked into Ziyun Hall with her hands behind her back, looked around, but did not see Xiao Ce's figure, and was a little disappointed.
"Yes, I went out early in the morning." Chaoyun advised with a smile, "Miss, I won't come again in the afternoon..."
"You are Mu Yan, right?" Su Rujiang suddenly turned his head and looked at the girl in white thoughtfully.
"Yes." Muyan felt strange, how could she know her?
"My cousin mentioned you and said that you know martial arts and can protect me in the future." Su Rujiang pulled her hand warmly and blinked her cunning eyelashes, "Do you... want to go to Mingyue Tower?"
"Don't you want to..." Mu Yan hurriedly left her hand.
That Zhao Junyao was in Mingyue Tower. He had just assassinated him last night. How dare he wander in front of him now?
"You want!" Su Rujiang grabbed her hand and pulled it up the corridor without saying a word, "You accompany me to Mingyue Tower."
"Miss, why not ask Chaoyun to accompany you!" Su Rujiang is the young master's distant cousin. Mu Yan dared not take action too heavily, so she had to be dejected and pulled it to the corridor like a dead cat.
"I don't care! My cousin said you will protect me, I want to go to Mingyue Tower!" Su Rujiang let go of her hand and began to play with the young lady's temper.
"How about you cover up!" Mu Yan saw that he could not avoid it, and was quick to wisely. Seeing Su Rujiang shook his head, he quickly said, "Why... dress up as a man, the young master doesn't like women to show up in public."
She doesn't want to show her face in front of Zhao Junyao.
"Okay!" Su Rujiang thought for a while and agreed.
Mingyue Tower is not far from the west gate of Ruian Jing. It seems that Zhao Junyao is really planning to leave. Today is a farewell banquet.
In addition to Xiao Ce, many nobles in Beijing have also gone there.
in the third floor of the Yuehua Hall.
Several dancers were dancing a sad farewell dance, but the atmosphere in the hall was not full of sorrow, and a circle of people sat with ulterior motives.
"The little prince has only been here for half a month, why are you leaving?" Jingzhao Yin Huangwei raised his glass to honor Zhao Junyao.
Zhenbei Wangfu is the king of different surnames with the greatest power in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Zhao Junyao ranks thirteenth in the Zhao family and is known as Zhao Junyao.
Zhao Junyao acts eccentricly and has a rash reputation, but he is the only legitimate son of the Zhao family and firmly sits in the position of the little prince.
"I have no chance to be with Princess Qinghe. Since I have no chance, it is useless to stay." Zhao Junyao made a sad look of heartbreak, took a sip of wine, glanced at everyone, and fell on a young man in blue clothes opposite.
Although the Great Zhou is divided into pieces, the Zhao family of Zhenbei, the Xiao family of Wuqing, and the Su family of Yuezhou are in harmony, the legitimate princess of the Great Zhou royal family is still a hot commodity.
Princess Qinghe was just four years old and was snatched from the young masters of various aristocratic families.
Reprinted from the official account: Haoxuan Yuefang
Protagonist: Muyan
