Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 45: The Actors Enter the Stage

It took almost a whole night to sneak into the Prince of Jin's mansion and back. When Zhao Wumian returned to the other courtyard, he found that the lights were still on in the two women's room, so he went outside and knocked on the door gently, "It's me."

Su Qingqi opened the door and looked up. Seeing Zhao Wumian, her quiet face immediately showed a hint of joy. "You're back? Are you hurt?"

Zhao Wumian shook his head and stepped into the room. At first glance, the curtain on the couch was drawn, and a figure could be vaguely seen inside. Then a white and tender little hand reached out from the curtain and pulled it open. Immediately, a pair of small feet fell from the couch. They were not wearing stockings, but their feet were white, tender, delicate, small and exquisite, with beautiful lines. The skin between their feet was so white that it even reflected the dim light shining from the table, which had a touching beauty.

The pair of small feet stepped on the boots under the soft couch, but the first step did not go in, which directly caused wrinkles on the white boots. Then, like a dragonfly touching the water, she tentatively touched several places on the boots before finding the right place to put them in.

Luo Chaoyan looked surprised, and obviously didn't notice anything wrong. She put on her boots without even putting on her socks, and stood up from the bed. She asked the same question as Su Qingqi, "Are you injured?"

She was wearing a blue and white lingerie and it seemed that she had not slept either.

"Nothing serious happened." Zhao Wumian silently withdrew his gaze from Luo Chaoyan's feet, sat down at the table, and said, "Why aren't you asleep again?"

"Waiting for you." Su Qingqi closed the door and sat down next to Zhao Wumian. She poured him a glass of water and asked, "How is it?"

Zhao Wumian briefly described the trip to the palace before looking at Luo Chaoyan, "If it weren't for Luo Xiangzhu, I don't think it would have been so smooth... How much do you know about her?"

After listening to this, Luo Chaoyan frowned and thought for a while, then raised her little face and recalled, "She is two years older than me, but she was born mute. Her mother is a female doctor from Guixuan Valley. When she was a child, she came to her mother to see her for treatment..."

After a pause, Luo Chaoyan shook his head gently, obviously it was useless, and then continued: "She was born like this. I think it has something to do with the fact that King Yan was once assassinated and left with a root of illness. I have a good relationship with her. We often played together in the palace when we were young, but I never saw her again after I left the palace to study in Guixuan Valley... You didn't bully her, did you?"

Zhao Wumian would not tell the story of him using the bellyband to scare Luo Xiangzhu. He shook his head and said, "Thanks to her, I owe her a big favor. But she came all the way to Jin. Could it be that the King of Yan is planning to join forces with the King of Jin to capture you?"

"No." Su Qingqi explained, "The time doesn't match. It's only been less than seven days... I guess the news of us in Jin has just been spread to Yanyun not long ago. Besides, Princess Xiangzhu doesn't know martial arts, so it's not appropriate for her to come rashly. I'm sure the King of Yan will send a letter in a few days asking her to return to Yanyun as soon as possible and stay away from this troubled place."

Zhao Wumian pondered for a while before asking, "If I had known that we were so close, I wouldn't have asked her to help us return to Beijing?"

Luo Chaoyan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "My childhood playmate. Now that she's older, who knows how she sees me."

That makes sense. After Luo Chaoyan's story became known to everyone, there must be many people in the court who want to help her return to Beijing. But the key is, how can the three of them know who is really helping? There is no way to judge... You thought they were here to help you, but they were sold out after a while. Who can you blame? You can only blame yourself for being stupid.

During this period of time, only Guan Yunshu knew Zhao Wumian's identity as the "Dragon Guardian"... and until now, Zhao Wumian had not let her know the hiding place of the three people, and had not even let Guan Yunshu meet the two women.

Forget about Yan Jiu, he doesn’t even know Zhao Wumian’s name.

Luo Xiangzhu looks silly, but Zhao Wumian thinks she is not that simple...it is better to have as little contact with her as possible.

"If everything goes well and the thousand-mile horse appears on the streets of Taiyuan as we wish..." Su Qingqi paused, then slowly said: "I will go with you to rob the horse."

"Where's His Majesty?"

"I'm not that delicate." Luo Chaoyan shook her head slightly and said firmly: "If you are willing to sneak into the palace, how can I cherish my life? If we can grab the horse, we will have a chance of survival. If we can't grab it, then my life will be the same as death. We might as well burn our boats." The three of them lit the lights and discussed the details of the plan to steal the horse the day after tomorrow in the house... until dawn.

In the early morning, smoke from cooking fires rose again from every household in Taiyuan City, and the streets were filled with the bustling sounds of hawkers.

But no matter how lively it is, it cannot dispel the continuous heavy snow. There is a lot of snow this winter, and it is even worse on the grasslands in the north. There is no grass for thousands of miles. The sheep and horses have no grass to eat. The Rong tribe will definitely come to the Central Plains to plunder.

The two officers were woken up early in the morning by their boss and brought shovels to clear the snow near the city gate. They worked for half an hour before clearing a small area. They wiped the sweat off their faces and wanted to take a rest.

Tread————

The sound of horse hooves rang out from the city gate. A man in a blue shirt led a horse past the city gate. Seeing two officials taking a break, he walked up to them slowly and asked, "Has anything major happened in Taiyuan City recently?"

The man's voice was very magnetic, with a hint of nobility of a superior, but more of a peacefulness that came from being experienced in life.

The officer looked up and sized up the man.

The man had a tall stature and a handsome face. He was about forty years old, but his temples were already slightly gray. He had an ancient long sword slung across his waist... Judging from his attire, he was a man of the world.

The official waved his hand and answered casually, "Speaking of big things...what is a big thing? Don't think I don't know what you are asking in a roundabout way. The matter of the legitimate princess is the biggest thing in the world right now! But the legitimate princess can't come to Taiyuan. People like you who come to Taiyuan to inquire about the news should stay out of the court. If you have the time, why not go to Taiyuan to try the most famous big plate chicken in Jin, and then go to Jinxiangfang to order a girl...

...Oh, yes, Jinxiangfang is gone because of offending King Jin, so let's go to Yehualou, the girls there are also pretty."

The man was not angry when he heard this, but just smiled and asked: "Jinxiangfang... is it the Canghualou under Huanzhen Pavilion who is in charge of it? Have they offended the prince?"

"Yes, the night before yesterday, three thieves in Canghua Tower openly attacked the guests of King Jin. Even earlier, they stole a spear that King Jin had bestowed upon them." The officer shook his head and said, "You Jianghu people, you really want the magic weapon but not your life. You don't even look at who gave you the spear."

"Yes, it's a good thing that Gui Kui is not in Taiyuan, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by those ignorant guys." Another officer echoed.

The man chuckled and shook his head, "Ghost King is not that omnipotent."

"Hey, why do you still underestimate us, Gui Kui?" An official said dissatisfiedly, "In the early years when the King of Jin just inherited the throne, Jin was in chaos. Every day, people from the Jianghu fought and killed people in the name of revenge. They were happy, but no one cared about the bodies left behind, so we had to deal with them... It's not easy to judge the case if it's suspected of revenge, but if we let it go, who knows how many people would use the name of Jianghu to do unforgivable things. It's only because of the Gui Kui that things have been much more peaceful in recent years."

The man smiled, said nothing more, turned around and led the horse away.

The morning breeze blew gently, lifting his robe and revealing a black token at his waist with the word "ghost" written in gold.

Gui Kui, Liu Yuezhi... He came back a day earlier than King Jin expected.

(End of this chapter)