In the night in Ning'an City, the autumn wind is deep and cool. In a remote alley, the low and sneering sound makes people feel cold.

"I hope that after the wife has separated, she will recombine her hair, clean her eyebrows, and beautify her graceful appearance. She will select and hire the chief executives to make grudges and explain them. She will not hate each other. Once they part, they will be happy."

"Bah—" Luo Jiu pinched the rice paper in his hand into a ball and rudely slammed it on a pale face opposite.

The owner of that face was crawling and kneeling on the ground. He didn't dare to make a sound when he was beaten by a ball of paper. Instead, he shrank his body with a terror on his face. He looked so scared.

Who is not afraid?

The shopkeeper behind Ning'an City Demon Chicken Farm often chops people's heads, destroys people's limbs, pokes their eyes, or throws them into the chicken farm's uninhabited area...

I heard that it is a place that is even more terrible than death!

In this place that is even more terrifying than death, there are still people who are spending money to flock to it!

And this big demon, wearing a mask, had a sharp and low voice. I still don’t know whether it is a man or a woman. Even the city guard in Ning'an City is helpless...

But why did the shopkeeper of this chicken shop come to him because of his divorce?

It's just a divorce!

"I'm pretty speaking, what about the property?"

The big demon spoke again, and as soon as the voice came out, the man's body shook again, and he lay on the ground with weak legs, trembling with urine flowing, "...home, family property...what does this... have to do with it..."

"Shouldn't Heli share the property in half?"

Luo Jiu's voice turned cold, and his dark and cold eyes were lightly under his mask. He clearly seemed to be unhappy and his tone was quite light, but he scared the man's muscles to shrink. "It is natural for a man to divorce his wife. He is still the daughter of an ordinary merchant. Why..."

"Not knowing what's wrong!"

Luo Jiu was too lazy to listen again. When the tail sound was raised, his sleeves waved, the person immediately flew up like a parabola, "bang", hitting directly against the wall, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Luo Jiu smiled softly, and the moonlight blew on the mask with a strong silver texture. The cool breeze rolled, his clothes fluttered, and he issued an order behind him, "Drag it down, remember, half of the property."

"yes."

A ghostly figure flashed, and the person who spitted blood on the ground twisted away like a chicken.

But a piece of paper floated down from the man.

In just a moment, the man's originally cold and dead face was shocked when he saw this. However, it was too late. Luo Jiu held the paper with his hand and saw the content clearly, and smiled meaningfully, "The prince is still your cousin?" Luo Jiu sneered, "Distant? I want to see if he can save you."

The person who came was ashamed and looked resentful.

Luo Jiu patted his sleeves and turned around and left. Before he could walk for a long time, he turned out of an alley.

There, a woman covered in a black cloak was standing there. Seeing Luo Jiu's figure coming, her body shrank in the cold wind, as if she wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and didn't say a word.

"Go home."

Luo Jiu only said three words, his voice was rough and hoarse in the night, but it made the woman feel at ease in an instant.

"More, thank you..."

The night wind was silent, and Luo Jiu's figure suddenly passed away.

In the dark, there was a soft sedan chair with black and white tassels hanging in the alley. In front of the sedan chair was a man in black with a straight back. He was holding a sword and frowning together, "Hey, this outfit and behavior...will the shopkeeper of the chicken farm take on such a small business?"

"No profit, no early rise."

A sound came out in the sedan chair, like a breeze, warming the mind, but it was inexplicably refreshing. As soon as the words came to an end, a light cough that was so low that it made people feel distressed. When the man in black heard this, a look of heartache flashed across his face and immediately looked at the sedan chair respectfully.

“Chicken house.”

Another sound came from the sedan chair. Maybe I had just coughed and the sound was a little gasping, but it was also so nice that it was so confusing.

The man in black nodded, "Return to the prince, my subordinates are sure that it is the chicken farm that is said to be eating people but not spitting bones, but has made many people happy. It is said that the shopkeeper behind this scene is cruel..."

The man in black stood quietly for a long time and said, "However, the prince, the man who was taught a lesson just now, seems to have some relationship with the princess family, and there are still some things in his hands. The subordinates see that this matter will not be so good, and they will definitely come to him."

"Um."

A word came from the cold sedan chair, and in a moment, the sound of the breeze coming to the bones rose again, "Let him come."

The man in black was stunned when he heard this, and seemed to have never thought that the prince, who was honest and unruly, would care about such idiots.

"Ahem..."

The coughing sound came from the sedan chair. When the breeze passed, a corner of the sedan chair was rolled up. A pair of eyes that were as deep as ancient wells were glazed, and it seemed that they had a look in the distance.

The man in black didn't pay attention, but asked with a worried look on his face, "Criminal, are we still going to set out?"

"Um."

The wind faded, the curtain fell, and the sound in the sedan was soft and heavy.

The man in black scratched his hair, as if he wanted to say something, but he still shut up.

He really didn't understand why the prince, who had been staying in Ning'an Nuancheng for two years, left the house for the first time in the middle of the night, went to Luo Mansion to discuss the matter of termination of the engagement with Miss Jiu, who was not very famous, could he have gone to the Luo Mansion in person?

Even the prince doesn't need to go there in person.

Seeing the sedan chair go away, Luo Jiu, who was standing on the tree in the distance, rubbed his nose with his hand and felt a little depressed. With her skills, she could not hear the conversation between the master and servant.

However, with the curtains just now, although the man looked a little sick, he was really breeze and rain, and it was so expensive.

The family must be very rich.

if……

...

Ning'an City is located south of Beirong. It is like spring all year round, with a pleasant climate, and has a poetic and picturesque ink painting.

Luo Mansion is located south of Ning'an City. From a distance, it is even more in the midst of a sea of ​​flowers and willows. Although it has been doing business for generations, it also has a little bit of elegant and luxurious style of literati.

At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and a slender figure floated across the sky and silently entered a room at the innermost part of the Luo Mansion.

There was a little girl standing outside the house, looking thirteen or fourteen years old, looking pretty and handsome, and her eyebrows were even more handsome. At this time, she heard a noise in the house, and immediately slapped the door and leaned in. When she saw the person standing in front of the bronze realm in the house, her pretty face was immediately joyful and sad.

"Aoaoaoao, my eldest lady, you're back. The master sent someone to urge him a few times just now."

"Call it is yarn."

"Hey, no, that, I heard that the prince is coming..."

Lan Shuang said while looking at Luo Jiu nervously.

Luo Jiu paused his clothes and his eyelashes blinked, and his long black head fell sharply, and his bare hands swept, "Why are you here?"

Sick seedlings...

Well, Lan Shuang has become accustomed to her own lady's words, but she dares not. She is the prince, the fiancé who has engaged to the lady.

"I heard..."

Lan Shuang shook her neck and shivered, "I heard that she was here to discuss breaking the engagement..."

"Oh, by chance, I'm thinking that too."

I have been traveling here for two years, and the engagement of Luo Shizi should have been withdrawn long ago.

Luo Jiu curled his lips and smiled extremely cunningly.

"Lanshuang, Lanshuang, Aunt Jiu asked me to tell you that Miss Jiu must dress well and dress up..."

A little maid in the yard hurriedly ran in. Before she could finish her words, she saw Luo Jiu wearing her hair, casually wearing a pure white dress floating past her and walking out.

"Hey, Jiu..." The little maid opened her eyes wide and said that Aunt Jiu was strange in character, but Miss Jiu was still taller than the other, so she called out, and didn't dare to say anything. She had to look at Lan Shuang who had just stepped out of the house, "Sister Lan Shuang, that's the prince, a very powerful person. Miss Jiu would..." She would be tortured to death if she went out like this.

After all, since Miss Jiu and the prince entered into a marriage contract, although the other party has not made it clear, it is impossible to accept Miss Jiu in secret.

After all, not to mention the identity of this concubine's daughter, it is because she has an accidental madness...

"…Miss, I have my own sense of responsibility."

Lan Shuang stroked her forehead with some headache.

He was not worried about his lady, he was worried about the other prince.

No, she had to hurry up and take a look. The prince was so weak. He had been here in Ning'an City for two years and had never left the mansion. No one could see him. He only heard that he had a step and a few words of coughing. He was so ill that he was so angry that he was angry. If he was not careful, he was angry to death by his own lady, then...

It's really a big trouble.

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