After Yu Qinghuan was carried away, the second and second couple returned home with a happy smile. Zhang Yuan looked at Zhao Xiu'er lying on the bed and fell into deep self-blame.

What is a concubine? A concubine is just an object!

When Miss Chu got into the sedan chair, he could not imagine what kind of life she would face if Xiu'er had gone.

Yang Qian patted Zhang Yuan on the shoulder: "Men can be poor, but they can't be cowards, do you understand?"

Zhang Yuan didn't say anything, guarding Zhao Xiu'er and refused to leave.

What love can there be in the village? Three meals of food and clothing are the purpose of living alone, but at this moment, he wants to take care of this girl, his beloved girl, regardless of everything.

"Zero." As soon as Changsun Tao finished speaking, a black shadow fell into the house. It was his exclusive shadow guard, a machine for him to send. "Protect her and not let her suffer any harm, no matter when or where."

"Yes, master!" A Ling knelt on one knee, the dark mask on his face flashed with a mysterious light.

After a while, he disappeared. Zhang Yuan was stunned.

"You you you... I me I me I me I me me me me me me!" Yang Qian threw the sword hard. While Changsun Tao steadily caught it, he said in shock, "When did you return to normal?"

Changsun Tao sat down, put the sword to the ground, supported the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and looked at Yang Qian leisurely. His eyelids were lifted up very slowly, but with every subtle change of movement, the kingly aura on his body came.

Zhang Yuan knelt down with a "bang", knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, but when he saw the unmoved corner of his clothes, he was frightened and his clothes were all wet.

"Yang Qian, when she comes back, take her from Xuzhou to Yangzhou. She will find a solution to the problem for you, because she is the key you have been looking for." As soon as Changsun Tao finished speaking, his head lowered and he lifted it for a long time.

"Why is your sword here with me?!"

Yang Qian was relieved inexplicably. He had never seen an emperor before, and he didn't know what the pressure of the Lord of Wancheng was, but the man on the throne in the imperial city must not be as good as the one in front of him, Yang Qian was sure.

Thinking of Miss Chu's situation where she did not hesitate to get into the sedan chair for Zhao Xiu'er, Yang Qian sighed in his heart that this world may belong to this couple sooner or later.

If that is the case, he will definitely show himself to others as his true identity, willingly surrender to this man's feet, and be the right-hand man of this man, and be the man's right-hand man for the man to drive him.

Zhang Yuan fell to the ground and looked at Yang Qian and stuttered: "What's going on?"

"You don't have to mind if you are a ghost. But if you say it out, you will become a ghost." Yang Qian said casually, snatched the sword from Changsun Tao and cursed, "It's a bad thing!"

Changsun Tao didn't know what happened just now, but because Yu Qinghuan was not there, his handsome face was full of worries.

Yang Qian also felt strange, why is this kid's head active at the same time? It's like losing his soul.

Can it be cured? He can't stand it if he has been so weird!

"Everyone sleeps for a while and keeps up and causes trouble tomorrow. If anyone dares to hold back and block my uncle's way toward delicious food, I chopped off his third leg. Now, go to bed and go to bed!" Yang Qian finished speaking, lay on the bed, and soon began to snore.

Changsun Tao thought about his Yan Yan, tossing and turning, and could not sleep.

The gate of Pingyang City has been opened, and he carried Yu Qinghuan's sedan into the city and headed straight for the Jin family mansion.

The sky is slight, and you can vaguely see the rows of buildings in the city and the flying eaves.

Mingzhu came out of Yu Qinghuan's clothes, squatted on her shoulder, and her little head kept rubbing Yu Qinghuan's face.

"Don't mess around, hide it." Yu Qinghuan patted Mingzhu's head, and it crawled into Yu Qinghuan's sleeve again.

As soon as the sedan chair entered the Jin family's mansion, an evil smell penetrated into his nose. Yu Qinghuan concentrated on his mind and sniffed it. He felt that the smell was strange, but it was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but frown.

Just in a daze, the sedan chair stopped. Kong Wu's powerful hand lifted the curtain and said to her: "Get out of the sedan chair, the master is waiting for you in the house."

The person who speaks is one of the sedan chairmen, and he doesn't look very prominent, but from his strong body and steady pace, it can be seen that he is a trainee.

Yu Qinghuan was led by them to a gloomy room. As soon as he arrived at the door, the door was opened with a "Zhila" sound. The sudden darkness surged out endlessly, like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, waiting to swallow and eat the people close to it.

He was pushed hard on his shoulder and a powerful force hit him. Yu Qinghuan was pushed in and rushed out a few steps before he could barely stand firm.

The person who pushed her used all his strength and did not show any mercy.

"Bang!" The door closed with a bang, and two sedan chairmen stood on the left and right, guarding outside the door.

There was a smell of nothingness in the room, which was a drowsy smell that made people feel sleepy when they smelled, and the incense that was weak and weak when they were weak. Yu Qinghuan smelled it as soon as he came in.

"A despicable trick." Yu Qinghuan sneered. This incense in front of her was not enough for her to see.

It was not yet dawn, and there was a candle in the corner of the house. The candlelight was beating and the light was like beans. Not only did it not illuminate the strange room, it showed a bit strange.

The hazy furniture outline is like a dormant giant beast, ready to move.

Yu Qinghuan picked up the corners of her lips, and she quickly swallowed a pill that had been prepared, and then she slowly tilted on the bed.

About half a quarter of an hour passed.

A "kha" sounded, and it seemed that some door was opened.

With the faint light, the wardrobe in the room slowly moved away from the corner of my eyes, revealing a door, with a strange scarlet and terrifying light coming out from it.

A hunched old man stepped out tremblingly. His figure was not only hunched and withered, but also a big pot on his back. The candlelight shone out his face. His face was full of wrinkles and sparse beard, which looked not only obscene, but also very ugly.

"I heard that the medicine leads this time are good." He spoke, his voice hoarse, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

"Mr. Jin is lucky. Today is a good day. Picking this woman's yin energy is the most suitable. However, it will definitely make Mr. Jin more blessed and longevity." A fat Taoist priest walked out. His cheeks were round and moist, and his big rosacea nose moved with his two beards and swayed with the sound of his speech.

Old Man Jin smiled and said, "It's only the tenth one, and my energy has been restored so much. Master Ma is still powerful. I will be rewarded after this time!"

The Taoist priest who was called Taoist Ma smiled, his big belly trembled, and he was also quite ugly and obscene.
Chapter completed!