Chapter 825 It's Really You
As the night deepens, the breeze blows gently, and the leaves make rustling sounds, like the whisper of nature.
There was silence in the Yongchang Marquis Mansion.
Occasionally there were one or two light footsteps, which quickly disappeared into the night.
Gu Nanxi sat in the study room with his eyes closed, resting.
There was a glass candle lamp on the table, illuminating the entire room.
The study door was pushed open, and white moonlight poured in.
Gu Nanxi opened her eyes and picked up the teacup calmly: "You're here."
"You knew I was coming?"
Gu Nanxi raised her head and looked at Yu Lang in a white robe. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and then she said lightly: "You made such a big scene, didn't you just want to tell me that you would come today?"
Yu Lang's expression was somewhat complicated: "You clearly knew that I was here to kill you, but you didn't make any preparations? Are you really confident that you can escape from me?"
It's really weird.
Before Yulang brought his men to the Yongchang Marquis' Mansion, he also did some special reconnaissance.
Not only did Gu Nanxi not strengthen the defense, but he withdrew all the original guards.
What does this mean? Is it too confident, or is it self-deprecation?
Gu Nanxi stretched out her hand and pointed to the stool opposite: "Let's sit down and talk."
Yulang sat down casually, then looked up at Gu Nanxi.
Under the light, her expression was much softer, like a beauty walking out of a painting.
But her eyes were like a deep pool, bottomless.
The demeanor he exudes is not the kind of nobility cultivated by gold, silver and fancy clothes, but rather the coldness of a battlefield as well as the confidence and majesty of holding great power.
To be honest, the pressure she brought to Yulang was even greater than that from the Emperor of Da Zhou.
Yu Lang: "The entire Yongchang Marquis's Mansion is full of our people. If you want to scare us off, then you're probably making a wrong decision."
Gu Nanxi was leaning against the back of the chair, holding a teacup in her hand. She was wearing a red modern windbreaker, which was unbuttoned and wide open.
It was clearly an inappropriate outfit, but it looked very natural on her, as if it was supposed to be that way.
Her brows were relaxed, her eyes were expressionless, and she was not nervous at all when she heard Yu Lang's words, as if she was not the one being surrounded, nor the one being assassinated.
Yulang took the tea handed to him by Lumei and took a sip.
Humph, even Gu Nanxi dares to be so bold, how could I be afraid of a small cup of tea?
The thin woman stood behind Yulang, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.
"Tell me, what do you want to do by waiting for me here without any precautions?"
Gu Nanxi glanced at the woman.
Yu Lang waved his hand: "No problem, we are one family."
Gu Nanxi smiled and told Lumei: "Since we are all honored guests, bring a stool for this lady and serve her a cup of tea."
Yo, ma'am.
The thin woman felt a little happy in her heart. Duke Yun was such a kind man.
Gu Nanxi didn't beat around the bush: "I'm here to recruit you."
Yu Lang watched as Lu Mei brought a stool to the thin woman, brought her some tea, and even thoughtfully found an old robe of Gu Nanxi. He was worried that the thin woman would feel cold in the middle of the night. "We have to pay more attention to keeping warm, otherwise when we get older, illness will come knocking on our door."
The thin woman was flattered. When she first entered the door, she had a murderous look on her face, but now it almost turned into a pouty mouth.
Yulang sighed lightly, and when it comes to winning people's hearts, it is true that like master, like servant.
Look at the green plum, it takes care of people like a spring breeze.
In other words, the Poison Lady is not well educated, otherwise, the act of giving clothes as a gift would be equivalent to humbleness. If someone who knows the business came instead, wouldn't she be moved to death?
Yu Lang said in a scoundrelly tone, "You want to win us over with empty words? Do you think we are beggars?"
Gu Nanxi: "How can a beggar be as arrogant as you, daring to break into the master's house."
"Stop talking nonsense, watch this!"
Yu Lang took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed straight at Gu Nanxi.
The sharp cold light brought with it a gust of wind, ruffling the strands of hair on Gu Nanxi's forehead.
Gu Nanxi didn't move at all, not even blinking.
The dagger stopped one centimeter away from the center of the eyebrows.
A trace of doubt flashed in Yulang's eyes. Why didn't she hide? Did she fail to react, or was she confident in her own strength?
Lumei was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat. Just as she was about to start cursing, she received a subtle look from Gu Nanxi.
Gu Nanxi stretched out two fingers, pinched the dagger, and slowly moved it away: "Stop it. It will easily cause misunderstanding."
Yu Lang retracted the dagger and asked tentatively: "Why don't you hide?"
Gu Nanxi spread out his hands and said helplessly: "You move so fast, I don't have time to react, how can I dodge?"
When Poison Lady heard this, she almost choked on her tea.
Duke Yun is recognized as the best master in the world, how could he not be able to react? !
Yu Lang understood and changed his tactics, throwing a punch with his right hand, but it was blocked by Gu Nanxi.
This time, Yulang did not take advantage of his agility and fought back and forth with Gu Nanxi.
After the two exchanged dozens of moves, Yu Lang withdrew his hand and had a general understanding of Gu Nanxi's level.
Gu Nanxi's kung fu was all acquired on the battlefield. He was not as strong as an ox as the legend said, nor was he able to defeat a hundred people at once as rumored.
Yulang's eyes were moist and he looked at Gu Nanxi deeply, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart.
Gu Nanxi rubbed his aching arm. As expected of him being the head of the Imperial City Division’s Kyoto secret department, he had some strength.
"Oh, what should I do? Such a big secret has been discovered by you. I must not let you leave."
Poison Lady quickly came behind Yu Lang and stared at Gu Nanxi warily. When she turned her wrist, a small medicine bag appeared in her palm.
Yu Lang had a faint smile on his face: "What does Duke Yun want to do?"
Gu Nanxi frowned and said seriously, "Of course I want to keep you here."
Yulang's expression changed: "I'm afraid you can't stay."
Gu Nanxi just looked at Yulang and said, "I think I can do it, right, cousin."
cousin? !
Lumei's grip loosened and the tea tray fell to the ground with a clang.
Poison Lady opened her eyes wide and looked at Gu Nanxi and then at Yu Lang in disbelief.
What, what does that mean?!
The eldest brother of our family is the cousin of Duke Yun? !
Such explosive news, is there no one in the entire Imperial City Bureau who knows about it?
Do the higher-ups know about this? If they knew, how could they dare to hand over Kyoto's affairs to Yulang?
Poison Lady's mind was in a mess and she froze in place, not knowing what to do.
Su Xuanming and Song Zhizhou, who had rushed over just happened to hear this, were instantly stunned, with fierce looks on their faces, looking weird and funny.
Gu Nanxi waved at the two of them, "What are you still standing there for? Come and meet your uncle. The mountains shine when the stones contain jade, and the rivers are charming when the water contains pearls. The stones contain jade!"
Yu Lang laughed: "How can you introduce someone's name directly? It's rude."
Cursed, but didn't deny.
So, Yulang is really the cousin of Yun Guogong Gu Nanxi? !
Su Xuanming and Song Zhizhou looked at each other, still confused, but still greeted respectfully: "Greetings, uncle."
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