He looked out the dark window from time to time.

He had been sitting here for a whole hour, but the bandit leader had not yet appeared...

When I was anxious, someone finally pushed the door open.

The girl's gauze skirt has a jade-like collarbone, and a thin cigarette tube is held on her fingertips.

She raised her red lips and sniffed out smoke rings at him ambiguously: "Mr. Chen, don't be fine."

Chen Yichao's face looked slightly stern.

This woman is...

He said in a deep voice: "Are you the courtesan of Yulouchun? Have you been arrested and gone up the mountain?"

The cold smoke and cold smoking movements were slightly slowed down.

She glared at Chen Yinchao with disgust, "Yulouchun is the place where songs are sung, not the Huajie Liuxiang. I am not the courtesan, I am the king of this copycat!"

The Shenshui Silenced.

It turned out that there was a female king on the bandits on the tea and horse road...

He frowned, stared at Han Yanliang with fear, and shrank back as she approached.

Until he had no choice but to retreat, his entire back was pressed against the wall.

He kept his hands in his sleeves, maintaining his loneliness and arrogance, "What do you want to do to me?"

He did not forget that in the early spring of the New Year, the song hall had a glimpse of the woman's red lips slightly opened, and she smiled and called him over to play.

This woman must like him.

Han Yanliang bent down in front of him.

She blinked her watery eyes and slowly approached him, her red lips were close at hand.

Chen Yi's hands cage in his sleeves slowly clenched.

This woman has a very special tobacco fragrance all over her body, and it is mixed with a little bloody smell. It is not good to smell, but it is definitely like a poppy flower, which has a fatal attraction to men.

His eyes fell on her red lips.

Should I accept it?

I don't know if the woman who came to the door like this was fine...

He hesitated for a while, feeling anxious and was about to kiss him, but Han Yanliang deliberately avoided him.

She tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her bright red lips just rubbed across his lips.

She chuckled uninformedly.

The slender jade hand picked up the scissors on the windowsill behind him casually. She turned around and walked towards the bronze fish lamp, leaving only a charming back for Chen Yichao.

Chen Yichao gritted his teeth.

This woman is deliberately teasing him!

He closed his eyes, his blood surged, and he couldn't stand still.

Han Yanliang lazily cut off the long wicks, and his voice sarcastic: "The Shen family in Chang'an, the famous family of Dayong. Chen Xiaolangjun is a famous second-rank young man, why can't he sit still? If you don't know, you thought you had sores on your butt."

Sores on the butt...

The tide of discussion was embarrassing.

How could this woman speak so vulgar in her eyes when she looks beautiful?

The fifth grade of the Nan family is an eighth grade. He even thinks that this woman is a ninth grade.

She probably can't get it!

He calmed down and said coldly: "How did you know that I came from the Great Yong Shen family?"

"You will know after a little investigation." Han Yanliang tilted the candle wick of the bronze fish lamp and sat opposite Chen Yichao. "When I have free time tonight, can I ask Chen Xiaolang to tell me the story of Da Yong? From emperors, generals, and people, the little girl listened attentively."

The tide of discussion was silent.

It turned out that this woman took him up the mountain to get to know Da Yong.

He said, "I don't talk to ordinary people."

"Ha..." Han Yanliang smiled, holding his cheek with his jade hands, and staring at Chen Yinshi gently, "Why do I look at it? The little husband seems to be very disappointed? You are unwilling to talk to me. Could it be that you want to do something else with me? The little husband, you are so bad!"

A few corners of the desk, lit candles.

She smiled charmingly in the candlelight, making Chen Yichao unbearable.

He closed his eyes and silently recited the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita in his heart.

As soon as I thought of "form is emptiness, emptiness is color", the tobacco fragrance suddenly became strong.

Han Yanliang sat down next to the tide of the sun.

The slender jade hands dyed with Danko put on his shoulders ambiguously.

She held his hand and held the brass scissors with him, cutting the jumping wicks short.

Her lips touched the ears of the Shenying Tide as if nothing had happened, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me a story. I'm satisfied with cutting the candle in the west window with you tonight."

She tilted her head and leaned her cheek against his shoulder, as if she was attached.

My hometown is like a dream, out of reach.

A man who came close to this homeland can also be regarded as a comfort.

Chen Yichao's body was tense, like a bowstring.

The girl was soft and leaning against his shoulders made him feel restless, as if he had sores on his butt - ah, like an ant on a hot pan.

His voice rolled, low and dumb: "When will I go down the mountain?"

The girl is delicate: "Little husband, I'm so lonely, please spend more time with me."

The east wind blows away the stars overnight.

The next day, Qianqiuxue Inn.

Nan Baoyi slept late last night. When she woke up, she found that Xiao Yicha had gone to disaster relief silver and was not in the house.

She washed and dressed up by herself, studied the Guanxian map for a while, and decided to go to Yue Lao Temple by the river in the afternoon.

She shook the ball fan downstairs and saw Cheng Deyu and Nan Yan arguing in the lobby.

She asked the shopkeeper for a table of dishes and looked at them while eating.

Nan Yan was crying and complaining that Cheng Deyu would not go to suppress the bandits, but she just didn't love her.

Cheng Deyu called her ignorant, saying that suppressing bandits is not a joke, and it is impossible to mobilize troops at will.

Nan Baoyi sucked a mouthful of shrimp noodles.

"I had a quarrel all night last night, and the guests next door came to complain. If I hadn't been concerned about Mr. Cheng's identity, I really wanted to blow them out!" The shopkeeper personally sent a bird's nest of red dates. "The Marquis told the kitchen to prepare it for the girl before going out this morning. How about you stew it?"

Rock candy bird's nest!

Nan Baoyi's eyes lit up.

She held a small bowl and took a bite, it was tender, sweet and soft.

Thinking that this was what the powerful minister personally ordered the kitchen to prepare, she couldn't help but feel particularly sweet in her heart, and even her mood became much more lively.

When she was having a happy meal, Cheng Deyu actually fought with Nan Yan in the lobby!

He slapped Nan Yan on the face and said angrily: "I took you out, I didn't ask you to cause trouble for me! They were all captured and went up the mountain, why didn't Nan Baoyi make trouble for the bandit suppression?!"

"Cheng Deyu, I am your woman!" Nan Yan covered her face in a collapse, "Don't you want to take revenge by your woman being captured by a bandit?! What kind of man are you?!"

She ran out of the inn crying.

Nan Baoyi licked the bird's nest spoon.

Nan Yan is very vain and has a narrow mind and will definitely revenge.

She was captured by bandits up the mountain, which was tantamount to her. In order to maintain her reputation, she would definitely hope that all bandits would die.

But if you expect that coward Cheng Deyu to avenge her, it will probably be difficult for the next life.

She was in a better mood.

After lunch, she still held the round fan and wandered happily along the street.

She bought her favorite skirt and jewelry and asked the shopkeeper to send it directly to Youshan Yaju.

She bought some sweet cakes and followed the bustle and walked unknowingly to the Yue Lao Temple by the river.

Countless stall vendors who went to the market set up stalls and hawked around Yue Lao Temple.

Young men and women are both here to go to the market and to worship Moon and seek marriage, which is very lively.

Nan Baoyi bite the pumpkin cake and unexpectedly saw two acquaintances in the crowd.
Chapter completed!