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The night is as bright as water in Liaoyang Prefecture. Since leaving Yuguan, the temperature difference between the Jin Dynasty was still quite large in the morning and night. In addition, after the night falls, the people almost all stayed at home and rarely went out, so the Liaoyang Prefecture even seemed a little dead.

The sound of horse hooves on the black soil road was clear and the sound of wheels was clear. It was rare to see a few pedestrians on the particularly deserted street. Shortly after Zhao Paner's carriage drove out of the Zuo Prime Minister's mansion, the coachman frowned unconsciously, and then turned around and whispered to Zhao Paner in the carriage: "Miss, sit firmly, the road is not very peaceful this night."

Zhao Paner, who was upset in the carriage, just nodded silently when he heard this. He was still feeling humiliated in the carriage, but he didn't find the opportunity to talk to the handsome King Yan, which made her feel a little disappointed Dong Chao's instructions.

Fortunately, although the news of Dong Chao was not conveyed to King Yan, it seemed... the King of Yan had already keenly discovered his own differences, but he just didn't know... how to pass the news of Mr. Dong to King Yan at present.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Pan'er knocked on the carriage, then was stunned for a moment, and said, "Slow down, there are still some things I haven't finished today."

The coachman did not respond, but he still tightened the reins in his hand slightly, causing the speed of the carriage to start up to slow down a lot.

As the carriage slowed down again, Zhao Paner was still a little confused and had no choice but to do anything. I wonder if he would have the chance to meet the King of Yan after leaving the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

Everything in the Zuo Prime Minister's residence tonight was beyond Zhao Panerai's imagination. Seeing the clear eyes of King Yan when he looked at him, and the appearance of King Yan, which was very different from what she imagined. In addition, the lively atmosphere at the banquet at the Zuo Prime Minister's residence recently, Wanyan Fuxing and Wanyan Bi valued her Zhao Panerai because of King Yan's satisfaction. These factors made Zhao Panerai not have the opportunity to talk to King Yan alone.

So until she was lucky enough to leave the mansion side by side with the King of Yan, she had the opportunity to ask King of Yan with a bold and quick voice: "The King of Yan thinks that the sing of the broken formation is still pleasing to me?"

But what disappointed Zhao Paner was that she thought she would get a response from the King of Yan after asking. Even if she couldn't get the response from the King of Yan, she should attract the attention of the King of Yan.

But King Yan seemed to have not heard it, with a calm smile on his angular face, just staring ahead, or looking at the furnishings in the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, without looking at her directly, let alone answering her questions.

The King of Yan ignored Zhao Paner's every move, which made Zhao Paner feel a little anxious. It was not that she was anxious that her beauty would be ignored in front of the King of Yan, but because she was worried and afraid that she would let Dong Chao down, and that once she left the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, she would never be able to be so close to the King of Yan again.

So as they got closer and closer to the Zuoxiang gate, Zhao Paner's anxiety gradually turned into despair, because the King of Yan not only ignored her from beginning to end, but also did not even look at her.

After arriving at the door, there was no chance for her to speak again in front of the King of Yan. Wanyan Fuxing and Wanyan Bi had long ignored her like the King of Yan, and began to greet the King of Yan with a group of subordinates behind him until they sent the King of Yan onto the carriage.

Just when Zhao Paner felt cold and despair from head to toe, King Yan raised the curtain openly, pointing to the extremely lonely Zhao Paner, standing in the crowd, "Not bad, Ye is already satisfied to appreciate Miss Paner's dance and singing tonight, and it is not in vain that Lord Zuo Prime Minister and the Prime Minister's strong praise."

It was precisely because of this sentence that Zhao Paner, who was originally desperate, had a glimmer of hope in his heart. However, before she could come forward to thank him again, the carriage of King Yan slowly drove away in front of everyone.

Along the way, Zhao Paner hoped that the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded in his ears. It was the carriage of King Yan that suddenly chased after him, but there was no other sound in his ear except the sound of his own carriage.

This made Zhao Paner, who had already had a glimmer of hope in his heart, feel the hope dissipating and despair gathering again. Even as the carriage bumped, Zhao Paner had already clenched his fists and said in his heart: At worst, just break into the mansion where King Yan was alone in the dead of night.

The carriage continued to move forward slowly, and the coachman would frown from time to time. After coming out of the Zuo Prime Minister's mansion, he had already noticed that there were more than a dozen people around him, and he would always follow their carriages and even encounter pedestrians head-on. But looking at the appearance of those people, they were definitely not ordinary people in Liaoyang Prefecture who were walking on the night road.

This forced the driver to be alert. The whip in his hand was getting tighter and tighter. The knife that had been hidden under the carriage was also pulled out when someone was not paying attention and gently placed under his butt to prevent it from being unprepared.

Although Liaoyang Prefecture is very deserted, it does not mean that the entire Liaoyang Prefecture is a dead city after entering the late night. When we drove to the street that was about to reach their Caichun Tower, the bumpy street after turning around was not bright and lively, but it was also considered that there were other voices and lights.

This is a street full of all kinds of religions and mixed fish and dragons. Some casinos and brothels are often opened on this bumpy street. There are low adobe houses on both sides, and there are guys or madams chatting in groups of three or three at the door. Whenever they see a separate pedestrian on the road, they will immediately take the initiative to greet them with a smile, and the words are extremely provocative.

Just as he turned around and entered the intersection of the street full of religions and religions, a carriage was quietly parked in the middle of the road. The coachman looked at the carriage that was quietly parked there and immediately turned around and said caution to Zhao Paner. Then he let go of the whip in his right hand, continued to pull the reins with his left hand, and carefully reached under his butt with his right hand, and tightly grasped the hilt of the knife.

From time to time, the drunkards were scolded and shouted, and there were also some unrestrained laughter and scolding of women, and even cursed and beaten by casino guys, as well as the screams of gamblers who had no money to pay after losing all the bets.

In short, this bumpy and even extremely dirty street truly reflects the appearance of sentient beings at night in Liaoyang Prefecture. There are groups of laughter, scolding, fighting and chatting. They are beating others here, and the few people there are just a few accustomed to it. Then they continue to talk to others, discussing which one has another baby and how much money it takes to get it. Which casino has been targeted by the government, the shopkeeper of the teahouse that is opened here, the madam of which often spends the night in the teahouse, etc.

Zhao Paner's carriage stopped when it was only twenty or thirty steps away from the carriage in front. Zhao Paner, who had been immersed in regret and self-blame, woke up at this time. Just as he was about to ask the coachman, he heard the coachman say, "Miss, we are being targeted. I will lead these people away in a while, and you will run to the alley of Xunhua. As long as you report the name of Caichun Tower, no one dares to mess with us there."

"Who is it?" Zhao Paner couldn't help but feel nervous, but an idea that even she herself found ridiculous: Could it be that King Yan took the initiative to come to her?

When the coachman was about to answer, he saw the coachman opposite jumping off the shaft. He looked behind him unconsciously and saw dozens of black shadows standing quietly behind their carriages in the dark street.

"Who are you?" The coachman didn't have time to answer Zhao Paner's question in the carriage. He held the knife under his butt with one hand and stared at the burly man who stopped about ten steps in front of him.

"I was frightened by Miss Pan'er. I went down to Yelu Shibei. The King of Yan asked Miss Pan'er to get off the car and talk."

Yelu Shibei said with a kind smile to the driver who was full of vigilance all over his body.

The coachman was also stunned. After hearing this, Zhao Paner in the carriage, who was originally desperate, instantly rose into a huge surprise, as if the night outside no longer exists, and is replaced by a bright blue clear sky.

When Zhao Paner got off the carriage and looked in the direction of Yelu Shibei's finger, he saw that there was no time. Although he had only seen one side, the tall figure that had been deeply imprinted into her mind was standing at the corner of the street.

Although I couldn't see the expression on the man's face, I looked at the man motionlessly at Xunhua Lane, as if I was extremely interested in what was happening in Xunhua Lane.

Yelu Shibei reached out to make a gesture of invitation in the night. At this time, Zhao Paner, who was a little nervous, even with a hint of excitement, nodded to his coachman, signaling that he would follow the arrangements of others, then he lifted his skirt and walked towards the direction where King Yan fought.

As Zhao Paner walked towards the direction where Ye Qing stood, Jia She, who had been secretly following Zhao Paner's carriage, led Liu Jianhai, Feng Zhang Ge, Jia Jinye, Zhou Helian and Jia Xiwu without anyone, nodded to Zhao Paner's coachman, and then said to Yelu Shibei without a tail, and then quickly walked towards the corner where Ye Qing and Zhao Paner were standing.

Ignoring Zhao Paner's salute to him, Ye Qing looked gentle and smiled. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Paner, and the six Jia She who rushed over, and then said: "After rescuing Wanyan Jing, he had passed by Liaoyang Prefecture when he returned to Yanjing, so he is relatively familiar with Liaoyang Prefecture. He chose this place to stop Miss Paner, but because he was afraid that he would bring you unnecessary trouble, so that after I left, he would attract other people's suspicion."

When Zhao Paner saluted him again, Ye Qing was completely sure that Zhao Paner must be a spy placed by Dong Chao in the Jin Kingdom, and he himself was quite interested in the name Zhao Paner.

When Zhao Paner faced the gentle King of Yan, he was still a little nervous and at a loss. When he was performing his salute, his mind was blank. Even though Ye Qing had already said a lot to relieve her nervousness, Zhao Paner was still a little confused at this moment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

As Jia She and the others approached, Ye Qing did not tell Zhao Paner where he was going, and Zhao Paner did not ask where Ye Qing wanted to take her.

So when Ye Qing walked into Xunhua Lane, Zhao Paner followed Ye Qing's footsteps without thinking, just like in Wanyan Fuxing's mansion, plucking the courage to walk side by side with Ye Qing.

The so-called dilapidated lanterns at the doors of the shops on both sides of the street made Xunhua Lane much brighter than other streets. As Ye Qing and Zhao Paner slowly walked in, the streets, which were originally filled with noise and curses and laughter, seemed to have suddenly become quiet. Even at the entrance of the casino not far away, several friends who were beating two gamblers stopped consciously, ignoring the two gamblers' begging for mercy, and just stared blankly at the young woman and a middle-aged man walking not far ahead.

"What a great blessing." A madam sighed unconsciously.

"This little lady is too beautiful, right? Caichunlou's top brand is probably just like that, right?"

"Who is that man? Such a good blessing? Could it be that woman's father?"

Although everyone was talking in a low voice, no one dared to ask. Even the few people who were drunk and drunk were still drunk at this time, they did not rush forward to tease the young woman who dared to come to search for the flower lane in the middle of the night.

"Your name is Zhao Pan'er?" Ye Qing ignored the eyes of the people on both sides of Xunhuaxiang Street and continued to walk forward and asked.

Zhao Paner was kind and kind, and he was slightly stunned and understood why Ye Qing asked such a question. He smiled and said, "I am the name of my servant, Zhao Paner."

As Zhao Paner smiled sweetly under the lanterns on both sides of the street, the entire Xunhua Lane seemed to have become much brighter in an instant. Even the madam with heavy makeup was unconsciously jealous of the little woman's face.

The guys next to him, including those in the casino, seemed to have forgotten the pain at this time, and the drunken drunks were all fascinated by Zhao Paner's sweet smile and were fascinated by Zhao Paner's sweet smile.

A drunkard who was staggeringly, obviously had forgotten that behind the young woman and the middle-aged man, there were six strong men following him to protect him. He was about to go forward to stop Zhao Paner regardless of his care.

Zhao Paner looked at the drunkard who was staggering from afar and frowned slightly. The moment I felt pity, everyone's hearts were filled with a stir, and they wanted to help Zhao Paner away the drunkard who made the beauty unhappy.

But before they could take action, a person flashed out from behind the young woman and the middle-aged man. He didn't even see clearly how the man kicked the drunkard. The drunkard screamed and flew out, just hitting the earthen wall next to the madam and fainted.

The madam was frightened by the black shadow flying over and screamed and quickly retreated, then patted her towering chest, while her eyes were still peeking at the middle-aged man.

Compared to the young woman who looked at the woman who made her look jealous, the madam and the two "daughters" in front of her never left the middle-aged man in brocade clothes from beginning to end.

In their eyes, the middle-aged man is obviously more attractive to them than the young women. Whether it is his demeanor, expression, or his walking posture, it makes the madam a little fascinated with his "daughter". If... let alone spending a night for free, even if... even if the middle-aged man is willing to say a few words to him, the madam feels that this life is worth it.

After the drunkard was kicked and fainted in the corner, no one dared to step forward. They all watched the middle-aged man and the young woman continue to move forward. Then, under the shock and surprise of the madam, they actually walked into the extremely simple teahouse.

The madam screamed in surprise again in an instant, and then she didn't even care about the two infatuated "daughters" next to her. She even forgot that the relationship between her and the teahouse shopkeeper had been rumored in Xunhua Lane these days. She took two steps at once and immediately flew towards the door of the teahouse.

However, before the madam entered the teahouse, she was stopped by the six expressionless and strong men at the door.

The madam was completely awakened at this time, but she wanted to see the desire of the middle-aged man, and injected her with invisible courage. She pointed to the teahouse timidly and stuttered: "This official... here... I... I am the owner of this teahouse."

Jia She frowned and looked at the madam with heavy makeup. He remembered that the woman who was just drooling at King Yan just now had been standing at the door of the brothel. Why did he suddenly turn from a madam into a proprietress?

However, Jia She did not make things difficult for the madam. After nodding slightly, she agreed to the madam who was wearing heavy makeup and shiny clothes to walk into the teahouse.

The outside of the teahouse looked quite defeated and simple under the dim lanterns, but when Ye Qing and Zhao Paner entered, they were a little unexpected.

It is not that this small teahouse with only two or three tables has a unique world, but because the dilapidated and simple scene outside makes people mistakenly think that in addition to dilapidated and simple, the teahouse may also look dirty or mixed with some unpleasant smells.

But when Ye Qing stepped into this teahouse, he suddenly found that the teahouse was quite neat, even the smell in the air seemed relatively fresh.

After a few deep smells, it seems that the fragrance of tea leaves is still there.

However, there were not a single three simple tables at this time. The shopkeeper, who seemed to be in his fifties and sixties, was sitting behind the counter with tea leaves, holding an ordinary, steaming tea cup in his hand. There was a clean and tidy white cat in the corner, staring at the shopkeeper's big eyes.

The shopkeeper heard the footsteps and quickly turned his gaze. The appearance of Ye Qing and Zhao Paner made the shopkeeper stunned for a moment. He sat there for a moment and didn't know how to react!

Zhao Paner's gaze almost passed the shocked shopkeeper. He saw the lazy white cat in the corner at the first time. At this time, he was still staring at the shopkeeper lazyly, and he had no curiosity about the two uninvited guests.

When Zhao Paner's eyes shifted from the white cat to the shopkeeper and was about to speak, the thick cloth curtain behind him was lifted up again, and then a cheap smell of powder rushed in.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you greet the guests quickly? You still have the intention to sit here and have a tea. I see you are so confused, so go and entertain the guests quickly." The madam who rushed in with a pungent smell of powder instantly destroyed the originally quiet teahouse atmosphere.

Zhao Paner seemed to be afraid that Ye Qing would be angry, and unconsciously looked up at Ye Qing, while Ye Qing looked back at her and smiled, pointed to a table, and then sat down first.

After Ye Qing sat down, Zhao Paner hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to sit next to Ye Qing's left side in front of the Eight Immortals table. He had no courage to sit on the same side with Ye Qing, nor was embarrassed to sit opposite Ye Qing. Instead, he chose a compromise method wisely.

A set of teapots that were obviously used as meat in his heart by the shopkeeper, and was placed on the table in the shopkeeper's painful eyes. The boy faced Ye Qing's gaze with a smile on his face. From time to time, he would deliberately thrust his already drooping chest in front of Ye Qing when he was serving tea and pouring water, or he was leaving and fiddling with her waist.

Ye Qing's expression did not show any disgust. Zhao Paner, who had been observing his expression, did not like the old madam posing in front of Ye Qing, but since the King of Yan had no objection, she couldn't say anything. But after the tea and boiling water were brought up, Zhao Paner smiled politely and signaled to make tea himself.

When he heard Zhao Paner want to make tea, the madam was stunned at first, then smiled again, with a hint of reluctance in his expression, twisting his waist as thick as a bucket again, and returned to the counter and sat on a stool with the shopkeeper. Then, in order to find a good seat, he often squeezed the shopkeeper with an admiration next to him.

Zhao Paner skillfully helped Ye Qing make tea, and finally hesitated for a moment, then poured himself a cup of tea with a faint fragrance.

Ye Qing seemed to know that because there was an outsider, Zhao Paner couldn't speak easily. He dragged his cheeks and looked at his madam, smiling and said, "Can you tell me something to her with a lot of money?"

"No problem, please don't worry, my husband, the tea and...." The madam hurriedly stood up and said.

But before he could finish his words, the shopkeeper who seemed to have not reacted, took her hand without saying anything and pulled it out.

The madam first pulled the shopkeeper in confusion and was unwilling to follow the shopkeeper out. The shopkeeper looked at Ye Qing and looked at him with a smile, and hurriedly whispered in the madam's ear a few times. Then the madam's face with heavy makeup was extremely exciting, and then the shopkeeper took him out of the teahouse.

The teahouse returned to tranquility again, and the pungent and cheap powder smell also disappeared. After the white cat in the corner meowed lazyly, Zhao Paner stood up again, kneeled to Ye Qing with a solemn expression and said, "I have seen the King of Yan."

"Get up, there is no need to be so reserved. Is it Dong Chao's subordinate?" Ye Qing held back and reached out to help Zhao Paner, and asked after watching Zhao Paner get up and sit down again.

"Go back to King Yan, Mr. Dong..." Zhao Paner replied hurriedly.

"How did you and Dong Chao meet?" Ye Qing didn't wait for Zhao Paner to finish speaking, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

Zhao Paner's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt as if he had been exhausted. He looked at Ye Qing with some anxiety and nervousness. His lips moved several times, but he suddenly didn't know how to answer Ye Qing's question.

Facing Ye Qing's sharp gaze like a wolf, Zhao Paner only felt cold hands and feet, and his beautiful eyes did not dare to look at Ye Qing anymore, avoiding him and not knowing how to answer.
To be continued...