There are many powerful people in the capital, and it has been like this since ancient times. Therefore, a small official who is not of grade will naturally not be very conspicuous in a house with four entrances. The only thing that can be called a little special is the plum tree planted at the door, and the crown of the size of an umbrella cover will always attract passers-by to stop and watch every time it blooms.

This family is living in seclusion all day long, which echoes the elegance of the plum blossoms.

The neighbors on both sides visited the door several times, but after the owner was not at home, they came fewer people, just that they would occasionally say hello to the old gatekeeper who was guarding the door during the New Year.

After so many years, I know that the owner of this family has lived in the old house in Shangyuan County for many years and is a small official who is not of grade. The owner's widowed girl lives in the house. There is only one elderly servant, an old gatekeeper, two maids, a chef, and a sweeper. Even the guards are inconvenient to prepare because of their widowhood.

At this time, a man wrapped in bandages was lying in the boudoir where the widowed woman lived.

In front of the dressing table beside the bed, in the swaying candlelight, a woman carefully used the hairpin on her head to remove the crackling lamp flowers.

Water

Hearing the call of the man on the bed, the woman carefully brought the servants the hot medicine to the bed, and took the medicine slightly owed, leaned against the head of the bed, and helped the man on the bed up without caring about the difference between men and women. She blew the medicine gently and fed it to the man's mouth.

The man was still in a coma at this moment, but he was so hot that he couldn't help but screamed thirst. How easy is it to take the decoction now?

The woman frowned slightly, picked up the medicine bowl, took a mouthful of bitter decoction in her mouth, and slowly passed into her thirsty lips.

The swaying candlelight and the faint fragrance on the woman's body look like a dream.

A gentle laughter sounded, and a slightly mocking tone sounded: "What a blessing. Even if you are seriously injured, you have such a beautiful junior sister to accompany you. It's such a blessing."

The woman in red was shocked, but then she gently put down her senior brother who was still sleeping, and then got up and bowed slightly: "I don't know if Mr. Yang is coming, he is missing the welcome."

The man, known as Mr. Yang, walked to the table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and took a sip: "I have been back to Beijing for three or four days, and I have never come to see me. If that adult doesn't ask, you can leave and live freely from now on, my head will be a little uneasy."

The woman in red bowed deeply again and said calmly: "Mr. Yang was joking. With Mr. Yang's ability, if he wanted to leave, the person who could stop him had not been born yet."

Even though she knew the interests of the woman in front of her, she would still feel infinite emotion for her every time she met. If such a beautiful woman entered the palace, she would really be called the six palaces with no color. Even Mi Fei was inferior to her and was a bit cold and gorgeous.

It's really hard to blame.

Originally, Mr. Yang was here to beat the two people behind him. Seeing that the woman was quite respectful, Mr. Yang didn't want to blame him too much: "When your senior brother wakes up, ask him to go to the adult's place to explain clearly why this plan failed. We have been planning for ten years and invested so much manpower, material resources and mental energy, and it was almost destroyed by his arrogance. Now Jiang Jingchu has suddenly realized and took the initiative to send the iron scroll of the alchemy to the capital. If the adult had not left a backup plan early, hum!"

The woman in red glanced at her senior brother who was still sleeping on the bed, turned around and asked lightly: "Sir, are you blaming us for being unfavorable?"

Even though Yang Xian has lived for so many years, his martial arts skills are extremely powerful, his whole body is still inexplicably cold.

The woman took a step closer: "When that adult wants this world, there will naturally be a master like Mr. Yang to take it for him. Senior brother and I are really incompetent. Please go back and tell the adult that we will not be with you!"

"Nothing!" Mr. Yang shouted softly, his palm was like a knife.

The woman could have avoided it, but behind her was the senior brother who was still unconscious. She could only grit her teeth and brush it away with her sleeve, and fought hard against the strong wind.

As the two intersected, strong wind overflowed. Wherever they passed, fire was extinguished and the candles fell, and the tables and chairs collapsed. A strong wind wiped her face and took away a few strands of hair, then cut heavily on the pillars that were hugged in the house, cutting a deep trace.

As soon as the candlelight disappeared, the room was dim, and in the darkness, the two of them felt as if they were staring at by poisonous snakes. The energy of both sides continued to collide slightly in the room, waiting for a spark to erupt.

In the darkness, a cough behind the woman broke the silence: "Junior sister stop."

It turned out that at some point, the man on the bed had woken up. At this moment, he sat up under the moonlight, holding the edge of the bed with one hand, trying to stand up, but he staggered and almost fell down.

The junior sister shouted softly, no matter who was also rarely seen in the world, she helped the man: "Senior Brother"

The man gently brushed his junior sister's hair with his only remaining hand and said pamperedly: "Why did you fight with Mr. Yang? We also do things for that adult. This time it was because I was not doing anything good. I should have gone to apologize. Mr. Yang came to visit him with good intentions. Junior sister, you are too concerned."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Mr. Yang: "Mr. Yang, please don't bother with my junior sister. I will go to apologize tomorrow. I'll bother Mr. Yang to come here."

Mr. Yang has been with that adult for many years and has been trusted by him. More than half of the chess pieces that the adult set up in the world are under the jurisdiction of Mr. Yang. He and his junior sister are just miserable people who have lost their country, although they are quite capable. But if that adult really blames him, he is afraid that the world will be big and there will be no more tiles to accommodate him.

The woman in red lowered her head, and in the dark, her fingertips were bright red.

Mr. Yang obviously didn't want to force the two too much. After all, these two were also the more important chess pieces of the adult, and they were two sharp swords. Although one was broken, if the remaining one was used well, it could still play its due role. He immediately relaxed his face: "I will explain to you, sir. You should recover from your injuries. This is a dragon and tiger golden elixir from Longhu Mountain."

Mr. Yang took out a bottle of color from his arms and his black jade ring, gently placed it on the woman's dressing table, turned around and walked out.
Chapter completed!