Shen Zhaozhao looked around and found that the multi-treasure boxes were empty. In addition, with the night-shining pearls on the wall, anyone outside would be able to see her as an uninvited guest as long as they opened the door and took a closer look.
There is no place to hide.
Shen Zhaozhao rolled up her sleeves and took out her hairpin.
No, just fight!
"Hey, how do I open the door lock!" The patrolling servant just walked in front of the warehouse door and saw the pried-open door lock hanging on the door.
"Go in and take a look."
As he was speaking, the door was pushed open.
Shen Zhaozhao squatted and huddled at the edge of the last treasure pavilion.
My heart is burning with anger.
She couldn't hide here for long. As long as the servant came in and turned a corner, he would be able to see her.
Shen Zhaozhao considered whether to temporarily pull out a box from the space and crawl into it himself.
But she just put them into the space in boxes.
There is no empty one.
Shen Zhaozhao wished he could curl himself up into a ball.
"Where are the things?"
As soon as the servant entered the warehouse, he was stunned by the situation inside.
The warehouse that was originally full is now empty.
Only the night pearls on the four walls emitted a lonely light.
"We just checked it out, and it was fine an incense stick ago." A servant muttered to himself.
What kind of thief could steal everything in such a short time?
Not to mention those cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings, even those wooden boxes cannot be transported away in such a short time!
The head servant was about to go in when suddenly, a loud noise was heard outside.
"There's a thief!"
"Master's study, someone come quickly!"
Several servants and guards who were crowding outside the storehouse door looked at each other.
Today they were responsible for patrolling the area around the warehouse, and something happened.
If they fail to catch the person, they will definitely take full responsibility.
"Hurry, they will definitely steal from the storeroom and then the master's study!"
He turned around and ran quickly with his men.
Several servants and guards also followed and left quickly.
Deep in the warehouse, Shen Zhaozhao poked his head out and saw that the door was open and no one was inside. He breathed a sigh of relief.
When he came to his senses, he found that his back was covered in cold sweat.
Today, it's her wish.
Shen Zhaozhao didn't dare to delay any longer, and walked quickly to the door of the warehouse and was about to leave. After thinking for a while, his eyes fell not far away.
There were voices outside the yard.
What kind of thief came to help her out at such a convenient moment?
Shen Zhaozhao's mind moved.
He went back to the storeroom and put all the night-shining pearls on the four walls into the space.
Take out some of the silk and satin that had been put in the space before and throw them into the warehouse.
Finally, take down two lanterns on the corridor and throw them on the cloth.
Open the first aid kit.
A bottle of alcohol appeared in the empty medicine box.
Pour alcohol on the lantern and the cloth, and immediately, flames will burst out.
Shen Zhaozhao came to the courtyard gate and shouted at the crowd running towards the study: "Someone, the warehouse has been robbed and is on fire!"
After saying that, she turned around and went back the way she came, rushed to the hole in the wall, and crawled out.
When I went out, my heart sank.
Zhan Nanxing is missing.
The person who just helped her lead the servants away was Zhan Nanxing!
He was dragging his injured leg, and now everyone was rushing towards him. What should he do?
Shen Zhaozhao squatted down, thinking that he and he were on the same boat. He was about to go back through the hole in the wall to save people. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Zhan Nanxing's face appear in the hole in the wall.
Shen Zhaozhao didn't say much, just grabbed his hair crown and pulled him out.
I heard a muffled groan from the other side.
"Pull it harder," Shen Zhaozhao apologized immediately, and was about to pull the person away when his eyes fell on Zhan Nanxing's legs.
His injured leg was now covered in blood.
A broken arrow pierced his leg.
The arrow shaft had been broken.
It was probably because of the secondary damage caused when he passed through the hole in the wall. Zhan Nanxing couldn't stand at all at this moment.
"You go first, I'll drag them..." Zhan Nanxing gritted his teeth to endure the pain, his voice weak.
"No, what is our relationship? The monk can run away, but the temple cannot." Shen Zhaozhao said, and stretched out his hand, "Give me your dagger."
Zhan Nanxing looked at her, not quite understanding what she wanted to do, but still took out the dagger from his chest.
Shen Zhaozhao took the dagger and directly cut a mark on his palm.
He ran a few steps in one direction, wiped the blood off, then turned around, let Zhan Nanxing press on his shoulders, hugged him, and walked back.
Shen Zhaozhao was also particularly careful not to let Zhan Nanxing's blood drip onto him.
As soon as they entered the alley and hid their figures, they heard the servants of the Wang family chasing them on the road.
"Quick, there's a hole in the wall over here!"
"Look carefully to see if there is any blood on your body. That thief was shot by my arrow and can't get far!"
"there!"
Shen Zhaozhao pricked up his ears, listening to the footsteps on the road going away in another direction.
When he knew that the person had been led away by her, he breathed a sigh of relief and tightly put his arm around his shoulders.
He carried the man and rushed to the dilapidated temple.
Zhan Nanxing is a very powerful person.
His arms were strong and sturdy, and holding them felt like holding a tree trunk.
If it weren't for his leg injury, he would have been a fierce general on the battlefield.
Shen Zhaozhao concentrated on getting on the road, but Zhan Nanxing, who was supported by her, had a wandering mind.
It was the first time he was so close to a woman.
If you lower your head, you can see Shen Zhaozhao's delicate ears, which have turned red due to the effort.
Every breath you take is filled with the sweet fragrance that belongs only to women.
Zhan Nanxing's body became increasingly tense.
He kept focusing his attention on his injured leg, trying to use the severe pain to suppress the strangeness in his heart.
Fortunately, the ruined temple was not far away, and the two finally got down to the road. The moment they closed the wooden lid, Shen Zhaozhao collapsed from exhaustion.
The lady's body is the maid's life.
She leaned against the wall of the vagina, breathing heavily.
Unfortunately, Zhan Nanxing's leg was seriously injured, he could not stand, and the road was narrow, so he could only squeeze together with Shen Zhaozhao.
The breath she was breathing fell on his neck.
Itchy and hot.
Zhan Nanxing tried hard to convince himself.
He is a man, not a male animal.
He was injured, and Shen Zhaozhao was just cooperating with him, not his real wife.
Reason told him to focus on his leg injury.
But his eyes unconsciously swept towards Shen Zhaozhao.
In the road, I couldn't see her clearly, I could only see a silhouette.
I couldn't stop thinking about it.
She will be delicate and insincere.
Sometimes he is flattering and fawning, and sometimes he is alert and active.
Which one is she?
"Let's go."
Shen Zhaozhao held the man's iron arm, gritted his teeth, and prepared to continue to open the way.
"Rest a little longer."
Zhan Nanxing thought she was tired, so he got out.
After saying that, I regretted it.
"My legs hurt."
He added.
Shen Zhaozhao nodded to show his understanding.
"Then take some more rest."
The road was dark and gloomy.
And in Pingle Tower, the most famous music hall in the capital, the lights were brightly lit.
In a private room on the second floor, Wang Feiyi and the Minister of Justice Zheng Yuren were drinking and chatting happily.
After a few cups of yellow soup, Zheng Yu's face flushed as he looked at a painting spread out on the table in front of him.
There was no hiding in his little eyes his greed for the painting.
“Baoshishanren’s works are indeed extraordinary.” Zheng Yu wanted to stick his own face on the painting.
“What you don’t know is that this painting of Spring Waves is just one of them. I have three more paintings from autumn and summer hidden in my storehouse.” Wang Feiyi knew that Minister Zheng loved calligraphy and painting, so he catered to his tastes.
"As long as you can do me a small favor, I will go back and arrange for someone to deliver the other three paintings to your house."
"Oh?" Zheng Shangshu's eyes lit up and he stared at Wang Feiyi. "What kind of difficult thing must have happened to make Little Wang reluctantly give up his love?"
"Aren't we going to exile a group of people this time?" Wang Feiyi smiled and handed over a note. "Just help me arrange for these three families to separate from the Zhan family."
Minister Zheng's eyes became brighter.
Agree immediately.
Since we are all going to be exiled anyway, it’s just a matter of a word as to who will be with whom!
"The other three paintings..." Minister Zheng narrowed his eyes and rolled up the scroll on the table.
Wang Feiyi waved his hand and said, "I'll have the servant go back to the warehouse to get it. I guarantee you can see it when you get home!"
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