The restaurants, teahouses and restaurants in Lin'an can still feel the atmosphere of Bianjing after all these years. Fengle Building in Kaifeng moved to Lin'an decades ago.

There are six bridges in the four lakes, a branch of willow and a branch of peach. Zhu Zimo listened to stories and sang praises to the West Lake, but he could not appreciate the scenery of the six bridges of smoked willows and the spring dawn of Su Di. He looked at the misty lake with a blank expression.

Heart, stand again

The image of Master Zhu Xi is engraved in my mind, old and haggard, and when I think about Han Yuzhou again, I can't help but feel a sense of disgust. It is already early winter, but the beautiful scenery of the West Lake that the storyteller narrated is all spring.

scenery.

There was a little girl next to the storyteller. She was eight or nine years old and had a pair of bright eyes. She suddenly raised her head and asked: "Dad, I think the scenery of the West Lake is so beautiful that it looks very much like my sister..."

"Which sister?" Her father looked embarrassed.

The little girl's face was filled with a smile: "That's the sister who was traveling with us all the way. When she knew she was on the wrong boat in Pingjiang, she hurriedly got off the boat..."

Her father immediately let out a sigh and lowered his head: "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is better to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. Alas, there are such beautiful beauties in the world..."

Seeing the blush on his face, Zhu Zimo knew that he had a heart for beauty, so he smiled in his heart: In these days, would it be possible to be so charming? After paying for the drink, he immediately walked out, but before he went out, there was a sound at the door.

The strong man at the table suddenly asked: "Is that sister's last name Lan and Yu Ze?"

Zhu Zimo's feet almost went out when he suddenly felt that the name sounded familiar. He didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and almost fell on the threshold.

The storyteller was surprised: "Your Majesty, do you recognize that Miss Lan?"

Zhu Zimo quickly returned to his seat. Fortunately, everyone's attention was now on Miss Lan.

"I don't recognize her, but I really want to meet her. Do you know her current whereabouts?"

The storyteller said: "There seems to be no news recently, but the recent news coming out of Mr. Han Yangzhou's family is a bit related to Miss Lan. I hope it's not her."

Zhu Zimo suddenly thought of who Lan Yuze was: Oh, it turns out she is Lin Qian's wife. Is she in Lin'an City?

The strong man smiled: "I came to this world in vain if I couldn't see her. Lin Qian is so lucky to have her as his wife." The storyteller was stunned: "Lin Qian?" The little girl also said curiously:

"Sister Lan is obviously with Brother Yang..."

As soon as she said this, everyone was shocked and the whole inn became a mess!

The strong man was shocked and said: "Yang...Yang Songxian? He is so powerful! Don't bully your friends' wives!"

Zhu Zimo almost had his wrinkles revealed.

However, when Zhu Zimo came to Lin'an, he brought with him not only ears for listening to rumors, but also a dagger.

What he wants to kill is Han Yuzhou, who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain!

From the moment he saw the two huge words "Han Mansion" written in bright colors, his dagger was ready to move.

The guards of the Han Mansion were not particularly tight on this day, because it seemed to be the birthday of the prime minister's niece, and the whole government invited a troupe to dance and sing operas. The guards were worried and secretly went to watch.

Zhu Zimo stunned a guard, changed his clothes and followed him to watch.

Looking at the people in the first row, the closer you get to the middle, the more luxurious and conspicuous the clothes. Undoubtedly, the man in the middle, smiling from ear to ear, is Han Yuzhou. The woman on his left is elegantly dressed.

But it looks a little bloated. On the right is an outstanding-looking aristocratic woman, who should be Han Xuanzhou's grand-niece and today's birthday girl, Han Xiao.

Halfway through the play, a guard hurried to Han Yuzhou's side: "Prime Minister! The princess has been found!"

Han Yuzhou smiled broadly: "Really?"

The guard was sweating profusely: "Everyone is rushing to send her back to Lin'an, but she always has to make excuses and stop halfway."

Han Xuanzhou beamed with joy: "It would be great to be back. The Ye family's affairs can finally be lighter. Wen Xing is really good at dealing with people. The princess can't marry Wen Xuan, so it's okay to marry him."

When Zhu Zimo heard this sentence, he was indignant and thought to himself: How could it be that you married the princess just as you asked her to?

As the play was about to end, a maid suddenly came forward with small steps. The aristocratic girl stood up with joy and asked, "Miss, are you ready?" The maid nodded: "Girl, I told you, it must be a good gift.

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The lady looked unhappy and said gloomily: "What is she doing here!"

Han Yuzhou showed displeasure on his face: "Xiao'er has saved her life. She just came to give Xiaoer a dance to celebrate his birthday."

All the guards around Zhu Zimo stretched out their necks and looked inside, eagerly waiting for that drop of nectar like a person who had not drank water for a long time, or like a person who had been traveling for a long time and encountered a handful of mountain spring...

A familiar melody started playing. Zhu Zimo glanced at it inadvertently and almost collapsed. A large area was about to fall around him. Even Han Yuzhou stared blankly, staring at the woman on the stage who was dancing and dancing with a sword.

What kind of intoxicating dancing posture and heart-rending appearance? Zhu Zimo held his breath and remained motionless:

The pure white feather yarn keeps dancing, the skirt keeps circling, the crystal sword in her hand matches her perfectly, her delicate steps match the long and beautiful music... Zhu Zimo really wants to stop time, think about it so much

Seeing every detail about her, who is she? How could there be such an extraordinary girl in the Han family? His thoughts flew far away, and Zhu Zimo suddenly felt a desire to protect her.

Hope, he didn't know why, he was willing to give up everything for this woman, even though he didn't even know her name, she had already fascinated him. He had been studying and traveling all over the country all the time, and met countless women. This girl in front of him was really gorgeous.

, more beautiful than any other, noble and outstanding, out of reach?! She is like in a dream, in the mist, beautiful and illusory, vivid but distant, incompatible with this dirty human world.

Zhu Zimo suddenly became stupid. He was so stupid that he couldn't hold the dagger firmly and dropped it with a clang.

He was not too embarrassed. The appearance of this woman once caused Shaoxia Xu Yuan to fly down from a high place and to the wrong place. Shaoxia Song Heng was also made to sit on the ground. Shaoxia Lin Qian was almost burned to death by himself.

, even made Yang Songxian and Yang Shaoxia mistakenly believe that there is a ghost in the mountains. Who else could she be besides Lan Yuze?

The clang sound didn't matter, but Zhu Zimo was immediately exposed to the broad daylight. Lan Yuze was shocked and suspicious. He stopped dancing and glanced at Zhu Zimo. Everyone's eyes followed her and rushed towards Zhu Zimo.

When Han Yuzhou also turned his head, Zhu Zimo shouted, "It's bad," as if his feet were stained with mud and he forgot how to do it.

To escape, the guards shouted: "Catch the assassin!" They rushed forward one after another. Zhu Zimo hurriedly stepped back, but he was too late. At this time, he felt that someone was lifting his collar up, and then he ran away like a cloud and mist.

The shouts became weaker and weaker. Zhu Zimo's martial arts skills seemed to have been abandoned in the Han Mansion, and his whole body became weak and weak...

After standing still, the savior whispered: "Your Excellency is really too careless." Zimo was in shock: "I can only blame that woman... Oh my God... She, she made my hands and feet numb..." Just listen

There was another woman who chuckled: "It is difficult for a hero to be a beauty."

Zhu Zimo took a quick look and saw that his savior was just an energetic young man with a face that was not yet fully heroic. Zhu Zimo had never seen such a handsome young man, and he suddenly felt close to him: "Who is my unknown benefactor?"

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The young man didn't hesitate for a moment before he answered: "My name is Yang Songxian." Zhu Zimo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "My benefactor is a famous person, why don't you know how to be humble?"

The young man smiled and said nothing, and the girl next to him explained: "Brother Song Xian has always been upright and never knows how to hide." Yang Songxian sighed, right? He still hid it from a certain person...

Zhu Zimo exclaimed: "Then, that... that girl in the Han Mansion... is... just..."

Song Xian nodded. Zhu Zimo asked puzzledly: "But at this moment, Lin Qian doesn't seem to know that Miss Lan is in Lin'an? I heard that he himself disappeared for a while."

Song Xian said softly: "I also know about this. It's a coincidence. Whatever, he doesn't know, so he won't worry..."
Chapter completed!