The night is as quiet as water.

In a majestic house, a man wearing a moon-white brocade robe, holding a purple hair, put the first stroke on the snow-white rice paper. Then, it was like flowing clouds and water, and the skeleton of a landscape suddenly appeared on the paper.

"...Maybe Mr. Fu suffered a loss before, was dissatisfied and slandered her again, but in the end he was cleverly ridiculed by Miss Chu Wu."

A man in black stood at the desk and reported everything he had observed in the Duke of Wei's Mansion in detail.

Xiao Jingxuan's thin lips curled slightly, and a smile of interest spread out. He put away the pen in his hand, changed it to a little cinnabar, and asked casually: "What's next?"

"After that Miss Yang took her to meet the daughters of several ministers. She was decent and generous throughout the whole process, with a proper approach and retreat without any mistakes, and..." The man in black stopped talking.

Xiao Jingxuan put away his pen and asked, "And what?"

"The Duke of Ying seems to have fallen in love with the fifth girl and has a private agreement with Mrs. Zhongyi. In the end, although he did not give Mrs. Zhongyi a definite reply, it seems that there will be a follow-up depending on the situation."

"Well, I got it, you go down."

The man in black retreated quietly. Xiao Jingxuan added the last stroke to the painting before putting down the pen and picking up the silk on the table to wipe his hands.

"I thought I didn't care about her business. As soon as they came back, they sent someone to secretly monitor her business. Why did they decide to take care of her business?" After speaking, secretly walked out of a man wearing a dark black suit and auspicious cloud patterns embroidered with a handsome face and a smile on his lips. He was Fu Guanzhang.

Xiao Jingxuan hung up the calligraphy and paintings, turned around and looked at him, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I jumped in from outside the window." Fu Guanzhang deliberately misunderstood his words and continued: "Don't change the topic, you haven't answered my question yet."

Xiao Jingxuan said: "When did you become so gossipy?"

"I'm not gossiping, or because I care about your happiness." Fu Guanzhang walked to him and looked up at the paintings on the wall.

Green mountains and green waters are floating, willows are floating, the smoke on the river is blurred, and there is a man in a straw hat and hat. This painting has no rain, but it has become rain, and it is full of poetry. Fu Guanzhang looked at him and suddenly remembered something, and then said, "This calligraphy and painting is good, can you give it to me?"

Xiao Jingxuan glanced at him and sneered: "So you can use it to borrow paintings and offer it to Buddha?"

"If you don't give it, you won't give it." As I was thinking about it in the guessing center, Fu Guanzhang's face was not embarrassed at all, but instead looked indifferent.

That's right, he wanted to give it to his sister who was fond of painting, because one month later it was her birthday, but he knew that because of his third brother, Xiao Jingxuan had quite a complaint about his sister, but he didn't expect that he would be seen through his thoughts as soon as he spoke.

"It's so late, what's the matter with me?" Xiao Jingxuan walked to the coffee table, sat cross-legged, picked up the iron pot with boiling water on the charcoal stove, and dripped the pot with hot cups, washed tea, and made tea.

Fu Guanzhang sat opposite him, picked up the white porcelain cup, smelled the fragrance of tea intoxicatedly, and then took a sip of the tea, praising: "Good tea!"

After speaking, he put down his cup, smiled and said seriously: "I received news a few days ago that a group of cruel and vicious robbers appeared in Pingzhou area. I suspect that Hu Batian's nest was transferred there, and I want to borrow some time from Ye Cang."

Hu Batian is sinister and cunning, and Ye Cang's tracking skills are comparable to those of few people in the Xu Dynasty. If he is helping, he will not be afraid that Hu Batian will run away again.

Xiao Jingxuan poured tea for the cups of the two, put down the white porcelain teapot, and said casually: "People can lend you, but are you sure there is no error in the news?"

Fu Guanzhang is the eldest son of the third wife of the Fu family of Duke E. Their parents and young sister were killed by Hu Batian. In the past few years, he has joined the God's Sect and is willing to be a constable to track Hu Batian's whereabouts.

However, Hu Batian has lost his reputation over the years. Occasionally, some news comes, saying that Hu Batian appears in a certain place, but he chases him but cannot find anyone, or finds the wrong person. But Fu Guanzhang does not care about the authenticity, but over the years, he has been persistent and vowed to kill his enemies and avenge his parents and young sisters.

Fu Guanzhang said: "There will definitely be no mistake this time."

Over the years, he secretly established an intelligence network. In order to investigate Hu Batian's whereabouts, he believed in the capabilities of his intelligence network. The bandits in Pingzhou had very similar habits and cruelty to Hu Batian. Even if it was not him, those bandits had a certain relationship with him, so he decided to go and find out.

"Who else did you tell Hu Batian about his affairs in Pingzhou except me?"

"I haven't told anyone except you."

Xiao Jingxuan nodded and took a sip of tea: "If you want to find Hu Batian as soon as possible, you can't tell anyone you find any clues in the future, including the person you are closest to."

Fu Guanzhang's hand holding the tea slightly paused, and frowned thoughtfully. Why did the fourth brother say that? Did he doubt anything?

...

At night, lightning and thunder were swaying, and heavy rain tilted down. The miserable screams filled the entire night sky with wind and rain. Blood was coming to her face. She fell to the floor, her whole body was unable to exert force, and stared at the woman in front of her with resentment. Her mouth opened and closed, and she said a lot of things that she couldn't understand.

"... From now on, everything you are mine, I will live well for you. Good sister, let my sister send you on your way!"

After speaking, as a lightning flashed past, the sword light reflected onto her face, and the thunder sounded, and the cold blade sank deep into her chest, tearing her flesh and straight through the heart. The blade sucked away like lightning, and blood splashed out.

"No--"

Chu Xinyu suddenly woke up, and her whole body was filled with cold sweat. It was another nightmare. She pinched the corner of the quilt and wiped the thin sweat on her face. She recalled the scene in her dream with lingering fear. The pain of her heart being torn, which made her breathing uncomfortable!

It was still dark outside, the windows were half open, the cool breeze blew in, the lights outside the bed curtain swayed in the wind, and the wicks flickered.

Chu Xinyu covered her painful heart and slowly gasped. When her breathing returned to smooth flow, she opened the curtain and got out of bed. She heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. Then, the door was pushed open by a creaking sound.

Lan Yi put her steps very lightly, lifted the bead curtain, and saw Chu Xinyu getting up to dress, hurriedly stepped forward to take it, put her coat on her, and said, "Girl, why are you having nightmares again?"

Chu Xinyu said "yes".

Seeing that her face was not good, Lan Yi said, "Why would I make some spices to make you sleep well at night?"

In the past two years, Chu Xinyu often woke up from nightmare. Lan Yi once suggested it, but she refused. She slept well these days after she came back, thinking that it was because of her return to Jinjing. Unexpectedly, she committed another crime tonight.

"No." Chu Xinyu still shook his head, afraid that he would sleep soundly and live too comfortable, but instead forgot who he was and what was his life for.

Lan Yi said, "Then I'll grind the ink."

Based on past experience, after Chu Xinyu woke up from a nightmare, he usually got up to practice calligraphy or went to the top of the mountain to practice swords, thinking that this time it was the same.

Before Chu Xinyu could respond, Lan Yizhi walked to the study room to prepare. Chu Xinyu did not follow him to the study room, but walked to the window, pushed open the half-open window, and looked up at the night sky.

Lan Yimo hadn't seen her come in for a long time, so she walked out of the study room, looked at her standing in front of the window, and looked at the night sky without knowing what she was thinking.

Lan Yi did not disturb her and stood quietly aside. For some reason, she felt that Chu Xinyu's thin back looked so lonely and sad at this moment!

After knowing Chu Xinyu for two years, Lan Yi knew that she was not appreciating the night scenery. She intuition told her that Chu Xinyu had something to do, and it was related to seeing King Jin and others today. Although she did not show it, she knew that she was in a low mood after seeing them, but for some reason.
Chapter completed!