Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"Me? I won't go." Mo Niang refused flatly, stood up, and hung up the roasted chickens one after another.

Jing Boran looked at her back with a hoarse voice: "But the day after tomorrow will be New Year's Eve, we agreed to celebrate the New Year together."

The witch didn't speak.

Jing Boran continued: "Besides, the capital city is very beautiful, especially on New Year's Eve. I heard that there will be fireworks and river lanterns. My brother is also the second best. You don't have to worry about food and lodging. After the fifteenth day, we will Come back again. You don't have to feel awkward or anything, my brother is not like me who has never studied, he is very good to people. "

Listening to the man's words one after another, Mo Niang frowned indistinctly: "Your brother..."

"What?" Jing Boran went to talk to himself, but he didn't hear Mo Niang's voice.

Mo Niang shook her head, smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, I'll go with you."

Jing Boran became happy all of a sudden, and happily continued to pack those new year's goods, even the corners of his mouth were raised.

From the village to the capital city, you must take a car. The dirt road is not easy to walk, and it can be said that the road is bumpy.

Jing Boran didn't think there was anything wrong, probably because he was about to see his younger brother, and there was joy in his eyes and expression.

These few days the capital city is nothing but the busiest. The soft sedan chairs you come and go are full of fireworks and firecrackers everywhere, as well as sugar-making people, lantern-carriers, stilt walkers, and lion jugglers.

The Great Huang Dynasty has never been stingy in displaying its prosperity, and the demon mother has long known this.

On the contrary, Jing Boran watched all the way, looking overwhelmed.

However, the two of them didn't waste a lot of time on the street. Jing Boran wanted to see his younger brother as soon as possible, but he didn't know where to go. He got out of the car to ask, but no one looked at him.

Jing Boran was anxious, he had planned well, he must let Mo Niang have a good meal after coming to the capital, but now he couldn't even find the right place.

"Your brother is the second place, right?" Mo Niang looked at him and smiled softly.

Jing Boran nodded, not understanding why Mo Niang would ask such a question.

Mo Niang stepped out of the bullock cart slowly: "I know how to go, follow me."

Mo Niang is a person who has lived in the root of the imperial city since she was a child. She is more familiar with the capital than any other place. Every street and every alley, without her, she doesn't know.

Outsiders don't know that the layout of the capital city is divided into classes. Chang'an Street is the most prosperous, where all the founding fathers and relatives of the emperor live. The newly promoted champions are generally in Xicheng.

With the guidance of Mo Niang, Jing Boran quickly found the house where his younger brother lived.

The house is newly built and has just been painted. There are two stone lions at the door, full of affluence.

Jing Boran looked at the environment here, his eyes were full of happiness, but he was not because it looked big and comfortable here, but because he was about to see his younger brother, and he was happy in his heart.

Mo Niang glanced at him, and a light flashed in her eyes. She didn't want to come back to the capital, but she was somewhat concerned. She was worried that the man in front of her would be disappointed.

"I, I'm going to knock on the door, he will be happy to see me coming!" Jing Boran tightened the bacon in his hand

He strode to the door, clasped the iron ring on the wooden door with his fingers, and knocked loudly.

"Come, come!" The door was enthusiastically pushed open by a servant in emerald green clothes, and when he saw the coarse coat on Jing Boran's body, his courteous tone immediately became disdainful: "Knock what! "

Jing Boran was taken aback, and explained: "I'm here to find my brother."

"Your brother?" The boy frowned, "Oh, he's here to visit relatives, why don't you go through the back door!"

Jing Boran was stunned: "Go through the back door?"

"Didn't you come to see Xiao Xizi? He hangs lanterns in the backyard." The little servant said more and more angrily: "I must tell these ignorant newcomers in the future, thinking that anyone can come to this gate. snort!"

Only then did Jing Boran understand what the young man said: "You misunderstood, I didn't come to find some little Xizi, I came to find Jing Bolan, and you, my lord, are my younger brothers."

"Huh!?" The boy obviously didn't believe it, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "What did you say? My lord is your younger brother? I said your brain is not working well. My lord's ancestor was a famous wealthy businessman. You Like this? Going to beg for food is almost the same!"

shuh...

The demon lady grabbed the boy's outstretched wrist, her gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were like fire, and those who were burned dared not look directly at them.

The boy only felt pain in his entire arm, and the pain made his face turn pale.

Unlike the strength handle in her hand, there was a gentle smile on the corner of Mo Niang's mouth: "I think you should go in and report it before making a decision? Hmm?"

"Go to you... yes, yes!" The little servant's body twisted in pain: "I'll go now!"

Mo Niang let go of her hand and leaned her body slightly: "Please also tell us the news. My young master met a robber who robbed him on the way here, and that's why he got into such a mess. Heh, all the business of the Jing family is now The young master is taking care of it, and you must understand the reason for it."

"Understood, I understand!" The servant nodded uncontrollably, thinking that there was an accident on the road, no wonder he was dressed so shabby, he should hurry up and report to the adults, it would be bad if he misunderstood later: "Master Jing, you go ahead Come, rest for a while, I will report to you, little one!"

Seeing the boy's different attitude from before, Jing Boran scratched his head, somewhat confused about the situation.

He pulled Mo Niang and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with the rich businessman? My father is a teacher, yes, but the rich businessman..."

"Probably misunderstood." Mo Niang interrupted him with a smile: "Don't think so much, you can see your brother in a while."

Jing Boran became happy again: "It's true!"

Without confirmed news, the servant did not dare to lead the person into the house, plus today there are distinguished guests at the house, so you can't do things so rashly.

The servant thought for a while, and asked people to wait in the ancient pavilion near the gate, then turned and went into the study.

There is a chessboard in the study, and there are a few young masters in Chinese clothes sitting here and there, only the official uniforms worn by their own adults, bending over to grind ink, standing behind him is the general who has just returned to court, The others were drinking tea and chatting, and looked at them from time to time.

"Young Master Luo, how do you see Bo Lan's handwriting?" General Mu said in a low voice with a smile in his voice.

The boy knew that now was not the time to talk, so he just lowered his head to the side, and faintly heard the man say: "It's not bad, very pretty."

General Mu laughed, with deep meaning: "Don't fight me."

"Oh, I'm not good at this."

The more the servant heard this, the more awkward he became, he couldn't help raising his eyes, and glanced at the man leaning on the wooden beam. In the smog, he only saw a pair of narrow and cold eyes.

The laughter of the young masters around him made him immediately look away, but he saw a suspicious dark red on his lord's face.

The boy was stunned for a moment, he seemed to understand, but he was not so clear, it's just...he is a servant, so he shouldn't think too much, really shouldn't think too much.

"What's the matter? What are you doing standing here?" Different from Jing Boran's dull and honest, Jing Bolan obviously knows how to be more human. He looked at the servant with a lukewarm tone.

The servant hurriedly said, "My lord, it is your elder brother who is here and is waiting outside."

"Brother?" General Mu raised his eyebrows, inexplicably evil: "Bai Lan, didn't you say that you are the only one in the family?"

Jing Bolan's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm: "It's my cousin, I'll go and have a look."

General Mu waved his hand casually, as if he didn't care much about this matter.

However, Jing Bolan's complexion became completely ugly after leaving the study room, the previous gentleness was gone, only a face of impatience remained: "Go and send me away!"

"Huh?" The boy was taken aback.

Jing Bolan sneered: "Also, don't let this person let me in in the future!"

"Yes!" Seeing that his lord was angry, the young man nodded quickly, not daring to say anything more.

Jing Bolan's eyes became more and more gloomy. He never thought that his elder brother would come to the capital. If he had known this, he shouldn't have sent him the letter from home, and it would have saved him from having these delusional thoughts...

No, he can't let anyone know what his home looks like!

Thinking about the two thatched cottages where his elder brother lives now, Jing Bolan's hands clenched even tighter, and even his lips turned pale...

……

"What did you say?"

In the ancient pavilion, Jing Boran's raised smile froze on his lips, indescribably frustrated.

The boy is not an adult of his family, so naturally he doesn't know what the people above him think, but he can be sure that the adults are definitely not like seeing this person, so his tone became impolite: "I said my lord is not here, you You can go."

"Not here? You just said to go in and report..." Jing Boran was a little dumb, but he was not stupid.

The boy was too lazy to chat with him, so he pushed him outside.

Jing Boran took a deep breath, and handed him the bacon in his hand: "You give these things to Bolan, and he will know it's me when he sees it."

The boy didn't bother to take it: "These things are not worth a few silver coins. If adults want to eat, there are plenty in the house."

"But..." Jing Boran still wanted to say something, but the servant had already backed him out of the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Jing Boran stared blankly at the bacon and roast chicken that were thrown out, his face blank for a while.

Mo Niang stood aside, calmer than ever.

Jing Boran scratched his head and smiled at her: "No one in my brother's house has ever seen me, so..."

"Are you hungry?" Mo Niang's voice sounded soothing.

Only then did Jing Boran realize: "It's almost night, we've been driving all day, and you haven't eaten yet."

"Yes." Mo Niang laughed, with a faint taste: "So let's find an inn first, and ask for some food."

Jing Boran nodded, bent down and picked up the bacon wrapped in oil paper, his eyes were a little dim.

The witch still couldn't see it anymore, she stretched out her hand to brush the dust off his body, and then turned sideways to take the package in his hand.

She did these movements naturally and didn't feel anything.

She didn't have any idea about Jing Boran either.

It's just that I simply feel that there is such a person by my side.

It's somewhat unbelievable to say.

Few of those people in the past were willing to stay by her side.

Apart from Baiye, she didn't make any friends either.

She has always been alone.

Even when I sleep, I feel empty.

It's different now.

I don't know if it was because of that fire that burned her past to nothing but ashes.

Now she is living in peace.

Nothing to grudge and look back on.

Jing Boran is obviously different, he lives more ambitiously than her.

He also thinks simpler than her.

The devil girl has been hurt a lot, and she understands how hard it is to be in the world.

She wanted to try her best not to let this person be worn out...

The two were standing not far from the house.

After Mo Niang took his package, she smiled again: "Let's go."

"Oh." Jing Boran was obedient.

The devil lady didn't realize that while they were talking, the door of the house behind them opened again, and the people who walked out were wearing exquisitely crafted black cloaks, not like those tugs sold in the market, which were indescribably worn on their bodies. Huagui, that man's long and narrow eyes were watching this scene from a distance, and his thin lips that were evilly smiling suddenly changed color!

"Master Luo?" The servant standing beside him didn't understand how the most powerful young master in the capital would stop suddenly.

However, Qu Luo just stood there, staring there intently, as if something broke in his chest, the pain trapped in the depths of the dust was like a violent storm, mixed together and surging, reaching his throat, scrambling to be the first, On the contrary, they blocked everything, and couldn't even say a word "um".

Got it wrong again...

Ah.

There's no way that man would be wearing coarse sackcloth like that.

Qu Luo lowered his eyes mockingly, only felt the pain in his chest was extremely painful, he couldn't help pressing it with his hands, and gradually bent over...

"Young Master Luo?" The boy's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand, trying to support him.

Qu Luo shook his hand, but in just a few seconds, he turned back into that precious young master of the Qu family.

Haughty face, indifferent eyes, tall and lazy standing posture.

Qu Luo put one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, and said casually: "Tell General Mu, I won't come at night, as for your lord, congratulate me, in the capital, he is considered to be a fast climber. "

"Yes, Young Master Luo!" The boy didn't dare to use his thoughts on the young master in front of him at all. He replied respectfully, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Turning around neatly, he was still that high-class young man with strong steps, well-dressed, and impeccable walking.

But, just as he opened the sedan chair curtain and was about to get on the sedan chair.

Suddenly a sentence came from my ear: "Mommy, what are you going to eat? You must drink some hot soup in this weather..."

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