A delicate green plum dressed as a traitor

Chapter 577
"It depends on fate. You see, now that I am married into Shen's residence, I can spend endless money and have an excellent husband-in-law. This is fate."

For a moment, Ye Fu was speechless and could only teach the two to play chess with all her heart.

Mingyan still stunned her from the sidelines, thinking of Master...

until evening.

Ming Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and quietly ran out to inquire about the master, but found nothing.

She didn't know that her every move after leaving the mansion was seen by the secret police.

midnight.

In the dark, Mingyan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Zhichen rolled down from the beam in her room lightly, and whispered: "Mingyan, it's me, don't make a sound."

This male voice frightened the people on the bed. They sat up, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and struggled to turn on the lamp.

"Don't light the lamp, don't let others know that I'm here now."

When the lamp is lit, a shadow will be printed out, lest others will see it.

Mingyan stopped looking for fire notes, walked towards him according to the source of the voice, and said softly: "Master, it's okay, this Qiushui courtyard is a waste if it's empty, and there are not many people in the mansion, so the lady let me live here , there is no one else but me."

While speaking, she had already arrived at the man's side and embraced gently.

Zhichen hugged her with his backhand, and suddenly felt a sense of solidity, and said slowly:

"There are many hidden guards around Shen's residence. Shen Chen has protected Shen's residence tightly. I was lucky enough to hide under the carriage and came here. It took a lot of effort. Now the city is searching for me, I think, the most dangerous place , is the safest place."

Then there was a pause, and the voice was tinged with guilt: "It's just that I'm afraid I'll hurt you, don't worry, I'll leave tomorrow morning."

Mingyan became anxious, and hugged him even tighter: "Don't get involved, don't get involved, you originally re-entered the capital for me, and now you are in danger, and I am also a part of it, so you just hide in my small courtyard and wait for the limelight to pass. Come out again."

At worst, she will die together.

Originally, she wanted to die for love before, but she was saved by the young lady, and she lived until now.

He sighed lowly and said, "I'm not worth it."

"No, Master, you are worth it. Leave me alone, I won't let you go."

She hurriedly hugged him, and you were like a monkey hanging on him.

At night, the two embraced and slept together.

Because of Master Zhichen's arrival, Ming Yan returned to her usual happy appearance, she had to go back to Qiushui Courtyard for lunch, and brought back any delicious food for Master to eat.

There is another ambiguous problem, which is to take a bath. Every time she finishes washing, the master doesn't dislike her, so he goes in to wash with the bath...

This made Mingyan blush again for a while...

Ye Zhi paid attention to her change of shyness, but she didn't ask any further questions. She played with her sister and nephew in Shen's mansion, and the little treacherous minister was busy with his court affairs, so he seldom took care of the mansion's affairs on weekdays.

Happy days are always short.

A rainy night half a month later.

Xu Shizhong (around 20:00).The capital has become colder, and as the winter slowly enters, the thunder rumbles and the rain falls like pours.

A group of Jiqi kicked open the gate of Qiushui Courtyard in the rainy night.

Zhichen sensed that something was wrong, put down the book in his hand, stood up with a sword in his hand, Ming Yan anxiously walked to the door, wanting to check it out, but unexpectedly, the person outside the door moved faster and kicked open her door again.

The leader was Qin Yin, dressed in a red robe and flying fish suit, his whole body was wet, his sharp eyes like a falcon locked onto the monk Zhichen in the room, and shouted: "Kill him."

Holding the Yanyue knife, he took the lead in cutting it up.

(End of this chapter)