Chu Zhiyin answered casually, as if he was answering what flavor of buns the vendor bought in the morning.

It is not embarrassing to get married to An Yunqi, but she has changed her identity in front of others. She is a married woman.

But He Yao felt like he was hit by a blow. He could feel something between Yunniang's son and Chu Zhiyin, but he did not expect that they had married.

The feeling of unclear debut spread from his heart, which made him feel a little helpless. He has now got the answer, whether it is the answer he wants or not.

Should he respond and say something?

Why don’t your husband accompany him and be alone with him after getting married? Or ask her husband why he doesn’t mind?

He Yao's mind was confused. He didn't even think that she got married in his dream, but in reality she really got married. Is this a coincidence or a relationship?

I only know that he has been alone with a married woman for more than a month, and he has developed a different feeling.

He can ignore the feelings, and this is not the first time, but the most important thing is how can she have a husband as a drug?

Seeing that He Yao did not respond, Chu Zhiyin waved his hand in front of his eyes, but showed no sign of awakening him.

Is it possible that the married woman is forbidden to travel far or can’t do anything? Why is he so surprised?

Chu Zhiyin didn't know that, so she chose to go back to her room and wait until He Yao woke up before asking him.

Chu Zhiyin left, and He Yao's gaze moved with her back. In fact, he had already come back to his senses when she waved her hand.

I just didn't know what to say and chose to ignore it.

As soon as the person left, he became more awake. It was not surprising that the Hongluan Star moved, and his practice of Taoism was not entirely without desires. He could let go of whether Chu Zhiyin got married.

However, her answer proves that his dream may not be a dream.

The question goes back to the original state. If it wasn't a dream, then what was it? Or someone else's memory?

...

At night, the lights of thousands of families were on, and Chu Zhiyin thought about He Yao's reaction during the day and planned not to say hello to him, but to go first by himself.

The palace in barbarian land is very easy to find. When standing on a high place, where is the brightest lights, the fewest people, and the widest building is the palace.

When I found the right target and settled again, I was already on the blue tiles of the palace, and there were many guards patrolling the palace, and the big sword on my waist was different from the scimitar of Daxuan.

There are also various palace maids and internal officials from all walks of life. Chu Zhiyin calculated with his fingers and would be more lucky to see which direction you will be.

Finally, it was calculated that it was the southeast direction. Chu Zhiyin didn't know where this place would be in the palace, but she believed in her good luck.

After skipping a few roofs, Chu Zhiyin took a palace with the least crowded people to settle down. The fewer people served in it, the less likely it is to alarm the enemy.

Chu Zhiyin dressed up as a palace maid and walked around the yard. She carefully looked at whether there was a soul-burning grass under her feet, for fear that every glance would be missed, so she would almost lie on the ground to look for it.

The sound of opening the door sounded behind him, and the steady and powerful steps showed a man who came in. Chu Zhiyin thought about his identity and immediately pretended to kneel on the ground.

The man who came in was attracted by her movements and then walked towards the main courtyard with a pace.

Waiting for the footsteps to go a little further, Chu Zhiyin looked up at her back. A man in a luxurious purple robe had gold wire on his feet and a delicate small scimitar hung around his waist.

Chu Zhiyin knows that this person’s identity is definitely not simple.

Fortunately, the reaction was clever, otherwise the first night visit to the palace would have ended in failure.

But God gave her a bad luck today. When she met a big man, she was not in the mood to inquire about the next yard.

The man pushed open the door of the room, closed it after entering, and Chu Zhiyin Nie walked out. As soon as he reached the door, a crackling sound came from the main room.

The sound of a bunch of things thrown on the ground, sometimes cups, bookshelfs, and stools, was also accused of Chu Zhiyin of his ears, and the movements inside were not clear.

Especially the big and rumored words, the words are straight and full of breath, which shows the speaker's wishes from the heart.

It seems that it was a quarrel, but Chu Zhiyin didn't think it was strange. Who can tell the troubles of the family clearly? There is also a saying among the people that couples quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed.

She won't get together for this fun. When she finds the Soul Burning Grass, she can come back and listen to it if it is not over yet.

Wait, the verbal words with a straightforward and melodious prose.

When she came to Shu, she had met Daxuan people besides He Yao, Lan Qiuyue and the person in the prison?

It seems that she has to listen to the gossip this time.

Chu Zhiyin glanced outside the door and found that there were two or three times more attendants, and his vigilance was obviously more severe than before she came.

There was a slight friction sound when the shoes were stepped on the stone slab. She was afraid that the people in the house would be able to hear her footsteps, so she carried her breath inside.

When my cheeks were bulging, I finally arrived at the door of the main house.

In order not to show her figure, she squatted under the corner of the wall and listened to the movement inside.

"Ming Qing's death has nothing to do with me. If you don't believe it, you can kill me directly, why lock me up here?"

"Where do you want to go besides this?"

The man's voice was low and majestic, like a mountain standing in front of him, looking down at everyone with a shock.

Judging from his failure to answer other people's questions and only explaining his own ideas, he should be a relatively hegemonic and authoritarian person.

The man who asked the question was questioning, but he was anxious and impatient, and his momentum was already at a disadvantage.

But his voice sounded very familiar, Chu Zhiyin thought to himself.

The low-key man spoke again, "Shen Cang moved to prison. If you step out of the yard, his head will immediately land."

After a while, Chu Zhiyin didn't need to guess, the atmosphere must be anxious.

Anyone who is threatened must have anger first reaction. If he can fight back, he will definitely fight back on the spot. If he can't, it depends on the strength of the threat. If he has a strong force, he can only compromise.

"He is your strategist. Will you kill a valuable strategist for your favor?"

The speaker's voice is calmer than before, and his tone is full of doubt and disbelief.

But at this moment, Chu Zhiyin heard something was wrong. Isn’t this voice from Lan Qiuyue?

He is favored? Didn’t he say he is the servant of the favor?

"Who said you are a favor?"

"Aren't I? Being confined in the harem, aren't me?"

Another silence.

Chu Zhiyin's ears were itchy and her eyes were even more itchy, just thinking about seeing if the person inside was Lan Qiuyue.

"I can't escape with my ability, I want something." The speaker was giving in.

The other person, of course, also heard it, "What do you want?"

"The Soul-burning Grass in Mingqing's yard."
Chapter completed!