Chapter Twenty-Seven
She hasn't been able to sleep nearly every night in the past few days. Since Yi Yan broke in and left last time, she felt uneasy. It seems that Duan Yan is hiding in the dark. When she relaxes her vigilance, she will send someone to attack suddenly and destroy her mouth to protect Duan Qinqing's status. So she dared not relax, waiting for the good news promised by Yi Yan.
I don't know when, when she first deliberately cultivated her independence from Pride, she became a habitual non-confidant at this moment.
She would have found a way to meet with Aofeng and discuss what to do next. But no, she chose to be silent and said nothing.
"Sister, I've seen you restless in the past few days, but what happened?" Slang asked next to Yao Yao who was in a daze in the pavilion.
"It's nothing, it just ... feels very disturbed." Yan Yao continued to look forward.
"Is that the Highness Prince who came that day?" Sigh sighed, and finally asked, "Sister, I was in the room at the time, and I saw it all."
When Yao Yao heard the title of His Royal Highness Prince, she couldn't help twitching--the person who poked at her painlessly without mercy, didn't know what she was doing at the moment? When did he wait for the good news to appear before leaving? Should i wait Should n't you take the initiative?
As night fell, Yan Yao's heart seemed to be hidden in it too. He didn't want to reveal too much, didn't nod his head, didn't shake his head, and didn't answer her words.
She Yao closed her eyes, and her right hand's nails were scratched on the wooden post. The sound was especially clear.
It's strange, it seems too quiet tonight ...
She carefully captures the sound of gurgling around, feeling a group of people approaching silently-
"If it's Xiangfu Anwei, please make way! The imperial edict is hard to violate!" A cold voice sounded.
"... you were sent by the emperor?" The other party hesitated for a while. This voice was familiar to Yao Yao, who was under the pride of the proud!
"Exactly! We must take away the people here tonight, offended!" The voice became more cold.
Xun Yao's thoughts moved-someone sent from the palace? Is it the Prince? You must tell yourself that talents must never hurt you!
"Shadow, soul, stop!" Said Yao Yao.
Slang does not use martial arts. Naturally, I cannot hear voices in the distance. I am surprised to see Yao Yao: "Sister, what's wrong?"
Two men in black robes jumped from the roof to the pavilion, followed by other men in silver shirts. The two men glanced at Yao Yao and Slang and headed out a token and handed it to Yao Yao: "We came from the emperor's order, and invited the two girls to follow us into the palace!"
Qi Yao looked at the "Xuanyuan" pattern on the token and looked at the slang words. The latter would take the token and carefully examine it in the bright place: "Yes, this is indeed a token unique to the palace."
When receiving the token, slang wasn't sure if it could be identified. However, in the book left by her mother, she actually has such a record! She has drawn all the different tokens of the palace and the different tokens she holds! At this glance, slang found that this was indeed the token handed over by the emperor.
My dear ...
What kind of woman is it?
Slang was more curious.
She Yao looked at the silver-clad man behind him: "Shadow, don't worry about it! It is indeed the man in the palace. Slang and I entered the palace tonight. You should still stay here! It is necessary ... to pretend we are still Live in Aofengtang, do you understand? "
The man in silver clothing hesitated for a while, eventually leading the others to spread, while secretly sending someone to convey the message to Aofeng ...
The man in black looked at each other and walked to Xun Yao and Slang: "Please leave with us!"
She Yao shot very quickly and stopped them: "It's true, I can take my sister out of here without two labors. I'm more familiar with the situation in this house, as long as you protect us along the way!"
Without waiting for their consent, Yao Yao held her back: "If you are afraid of heights, just close your eyes for a while!"
Then, Yao Yao took her lightly from the pavilion to the bamboo fence at the back of Aofengtang, and then approached the back hills step by step. The men behind him followed all the way and watched vigilantly to protect their safety.
Crossing the secret road, the four came to an alley on the west side of Suzaku Street.
She Yao put down her slang and said to the two people, "We have left Xiangfu. What you should do next is up to you!"
"That's nature, girl, please come with us!" It was that cold voice again, but at this moment his heart was not as calm as it was at first-what is the identity of this woman? Fang Cai followed her away, obviously taking one person to use light work, but much faster than us! what on earth is it?
She Yao is about to leave, but finds that the slang words are standing still: "Slang, what's wrong?"
"Huh? Ah ... it's okay, just thinking about going to the palace in a while, a little nervous." The slang replied with a smile.
In fact, only her own heart knew that when Yao Yao took her to leap through the layers of buildings at night, she remembered the pride of that year-
At the eighteenth birthday of Brother Feng, it was her who played the piano before the pavilion, and her sister who danced before the bottle.
That night, he seemed very happy. When he was drunk, he forgot that she couldn't face the wind for too long, but she did a little work to take her to watch the scenery on the ground.
She seemed to be nostalgic for such a hug and such a distance at that moment.
such a pity......
Such a physique is destined to no longer have the opportunity to practice martial arts!
Slang muran left these feelings and took hold of Yao Yao's hand: "It's all right, sister, let's go!"
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