Late at night, Erjiu drank too much ginger soup and got up from the bed in a daze.
He just raised his hand to lift the quilt, when he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow passing by outside the window out of the corner of his eye. He was startled and all the sleepiness was scared away.
who? !
Erjiu thought about the dark and rainy night, which was the perfect time to kill someone. He felt a chill on his back. He was afraid that he would scream, so he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, his almond-shaped eyes widened with fear.
After waiting for a long time, there was no other movement outside. Erjiu's heart, which had been in his throat, finally relaxed a little. He swallowed hard and comforted himself that it might be the wind that blew the trees in the yard, and the fleeting black shadow was just the shadow of the tree.
But no matter how he thought about it, Erjiu didn't dare to get up or go out. He just huddled in the corner of the bed, using the shadow of the corner to cover his thin body, and his original urge to pee was also scared away.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared and stood in front of the Erjiu Gate.
Erjiu was so scared that she almost cried. She leaned her back against the wall and kept retracting her feet, wishing she could embed herself into the wall.
What about eighteen? Are you going to protect the adults and the master? What should he do then?
"Xiao Jiuer, open the door."
Erjiu was just thinking about Eighteen when he heard her voice. He was startled and stared blankly at the dark shadow at the door with tearful eyes.
Eighteen raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, then called him in a low voice, "Xiao Jiuer, wake up, don't sleep anymore."
Only then did Erjiu believe that the person at the door was Shiba. He immediately climbed down from the bed and ran to open the door without even putting on his shoes.
Seeing Eighteen standing at the door in black with his back to the wind and rain, Erjiu felt relieved and tears started to fall. She said aggrievedly, "You scared me to death!"
Eighteen looked down and saw that Erjiu was terribly frightened. He wiped his tears with his hands and stepped barefoot on the ground. He then picked her up horizontally and whispered, "I'm afraid something might happen tonight. Just in case, you can't sleep here by yourself."
Eighteen put Erjiu on the edge of the bed, knelt on one knee to help him put on his shoes, stood up and bent over to tidy up his quilt, took his coat and wrapped him up, then carried him out again.
Outside, raindrops were blown into the corridor by the wind. Erjiu huddled in Shiba's arms, holding her clothes with both hands. She protected her from getting wet by a single drop of water.
Eighteen hid Twenty-nine in her room and told him not to say a word no matter what happened.
The princess has been holding it in for so long, and now they are almost reaching the capital, so she is afraid that she is going to have a big one tonight.
Erjiu saw Shiba in a black suit with a sword on her waist that she rarely drew, and his heart suddenly tightened. When he saw her turning around to leave, his hand reacted faster than his brain and grabbed the corner of her clothes.
Erjiu's almond-shaped eyes were stained with tears in the dark night, and they were cleansed and bright. Worry was clearly reflected in her eyes. She whispered, "Don't get hurt."
Eighteen smiled, lowered her head and used her fingers to push aside the loose hair on Erjiu's forehead, and gently kissed him on the forehead, "I know my limits."
It was the first time for the two of them to have such an intimate contact. Their eyes couldn't help but flicker. They didn't dare to look at each other blatantly. They could only lower their heads and listen to the sound of their own heartbeats.
The tip of Erjiu's ear was red and hot. He raised his hand to scratch it and said in a voice as small as a mosquito's, "Little, be careful and protect the master."
Eighteen lowered her eyes. People who practiced martial arts had better eyesight than ordinary people. Looking at Erjiu who raised his hand to rub his face in the dark, she could almost imagine his shy look.
Outside, the wind was getting stronger, the rain was getting heavier, and there seemed to be faint sounds of light footsteps. Eighteen's eyes darkened, and he quickly hid Erjiu, then turned around and went out quietly, hiding in the dark.
A group of men in black, wearing straw raincoats and hats, holding scimitars, and stepping on the rain water gathered on the ground with their boots, climbed over the wall and entered.
Eighteen saw that there were about ten people walking together. He raised his hand to his ear and was about to signal to the people hiding in the dark, but suddenly he heard lighter footsteps on the roof. He paused and immediately signaled everyone to wait.
Sure enough, after a dozen people climbed over the wall and entered the yard, ten more people, also dressed in black, flew down from the roof, stepping on the tiles and facing the rain.
The two groups of people met in the small courtyard of the post station. Sparks flew and they faced each other with knives in hand.
The man with the scimitar and straw raincoat who came first thought that the man in black floating down from the roof was a guard hired by the An family mother and daughter, so he immediately gripped the hilt of his knife with alertness.
The other party seemed difficult to deal with, but the reward given by Duke Huai was too generous. They had already accepted it, so there was no reason for them to give it back!
When the man in black on the roof saw that the other party had drawn his knife as soon as he arrived, he immediately felt that the princess was indeed a prophet and that the Eighth Prince would not sit idly by and watch Wei Min's life or death, so he secretly sent someone to protect him.
Both groups thought the other was an enemy and drew their swords without saying a word.
In the small courtyard, weapons clashed in an instant. Both sides attacked ruthlessly and resolutely. After a while, the courtyard was full of corpses, and the ground under the feet was flowing with red rain water with a bloody smell.
Eighteen originally thought that with the arrival of two groups of people, there would be an inevitable fierce battle tonight, but she never expected that it would be a fierce battle, but they would be the ones who would reap the benefits by accident.
The men in black in the yard fought with all their might, and when both sides were exhausted, they raised their hands and made attacking gestures.
In the small courtyard, about twenty women in black clothes suddenly appeared from somewhere. They tapped the puddles on the ground with their toes and captured the remaining men in black in the courtyard in a lightning speed.
Eighteen came out from the dark and had the two groups of people locked up separately in the woodshed. He then turned around to report to Wei Min.
Most of the noises in the courtyard tonight were hidden by the sound of wind and rain. A Ruan did not even turn over from beginning to end and slept very soundly.
When Wei Min heard Eighteen's knock on the door, he first lowered his eyes to look at A Ruan, and saw that most of A Ruan's face was buried in the quilt and he was sleeping soundly. Then he put on his coat, stood up and opened the door.
Eighteen's tone was filled with excitement, and he lowered his voice and said, "You don't know, sir, the assassins sent by Duke Huai and the princess's men collided with each other. Before we even started, the two sides fought to the death, and in the end we were the ones who reaped the benefits."
Wei Min also smiled. She didn't expect that what she said casually in the afternoon would actually come true in the evening. From this incident, it can be seen that both the Crown Princess and the Duke of Huai had problems in employing people.
Wei Min put his hands behind his back, thought for a moment, tilted his head and whispered something in Eighteen's ear. Eighteen's eyes lit up immediately, and he put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and smiled with dimples, "Dog bites dog. There will be excitement when we return to Beijing."
Wei Min curled his lips slightly, raised his eyelids and glanced at the small courtyard where the fierce battle scene just now could hardly be seen in the dark rainy night, and said to Eighteen, "Clean up the yard. Don't let Ruan wake up in the morning and see blood. It's unlucky."
Eighteen bowed in response and went to do his work.
Wei Min closed the door and just turned around, he saw A'ruan on the bed, dazedly reaching out to touch the place where she had just been lying. When she didn't touch anyone, she seemed to be struggling to sit up.
Wei Min hurriedly strode forward and took a few quick steps, passed his hand to A'ruan, lay down, and whispered, "I'll get up to go to the bathroom, it's okay, go to sleep."
After hearing the familiar voice, Aruan lay down with peace of mind, pulled her hand to her face, rested her face in her palm, and fell asleep again after a while.
Wei Min was afraid of waking Ah Ruan up again, so he didn't take off his coat and just lay down and held him in his arms to sleep.
A'ruan has never been apart from Wei Min in the past few years. She has become accustomed to her covering herself with quilt when it is cold, and fanning herself with a cattail leaf fan and bringing her ice cubes when it is hot.
Whenever he woke up at night and couldn't see her, A'ruan would get up and sit waiting for her to come back, and would not stop until she was within his sight.
After Eighteen left Wei Min, he asked someone to inform An's mother and daughter that they could go to bed tonight, and then turned and went to the woodshed.
After learning that the people imprisoned in the woodshed were the princess's men, Eighteen asked someone to light the candles on the table, then walked in, turned sideways to the door, and faced the empty wall in front of him. He bowed and smiled, "My master said he was very grateful to Duke Huai for his heroic efforts to protect me this time, and he will definitely come to thank him when he returns to the capital."
The three words "Duke Xie" were pronounced particularly clearly.
Eighteen faced the door of the woodshed and said, "Yes, the people are here. They will be handed over to the adults tomorrow. Please carefully examine who these people are."
The person next to her seemed to say something, and the person tied up in the woodshed saw Eighteen's shadow hunched over and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation, "Okay, take care."
The people in the woodshed looked at each other this time, with something in their eyes. Such an important matter must be reported back to the capital to the princess!
Eighteen used the same method to get to the door of the firewood room where the Duke of Huai was imprisoned, and said to the wall: "Thank you for your help this time, otherwise my cousin An Rong would have been killed by the villain. May I ask who you are? I will wait to repay you generously in the future."
The person at the door seemed unwilling to reveal his identity, so Eighteen raised her hand and repeatedly assured him, and finally she exclaimed, "Madam!"
Eighteen immediately made a move to kneel, but she seemed to be helped up by someone. She bowed again and said, "So it's you gentlemen. Thank you for passing by and giving me a hand. I will always remember your life-saving grace...Okay, okay, I know. Please, come this way."
The killer hired by Duke Huai also had his eyes rolling around. The people we met this time were the princess' subordinates. It was understandable that they did not complete the task, but the rewards they were given would definitely not be returned.
After Shiba finished two plays, she walked out of the woodshed and was greeted with admiring looks from her subordinates. She straightened her back, adjusted her sleeves, raised her chin, drooped her eyelids, breathed out through her nostrils, and said, "Learn from them all."
Since the lord had personally instructed not to let the master see blood so early in the morning, Eighteen could only personally watch his men carry the bodies away in the yard, and have them carry water to wash away the blood on the ground, not even leaving any corners untouched.
As she was watching, she suddenly remembered something: Xiao Jiuer was still hiding in her room in fear!
Eighteen asked someone to move more quickly, and when he was done, he hurried back to the house, opened the door and called softly, "Two Nine?"
Eighteen didn't hear any response, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly took two steps forward and opened the door of the cabinet. After seeing what was inside, he was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Erjiu was probably very sleepy while waiting, so he piled all the quilts in the cupboard in front of him, buried himself in them and fell into a sound sleep.
Eighteen shook her head helplessly, bent down and carried the man out, lowered her head and bit his nose, cursing him inwardly: You little heartless boy, she was busy outside, but he could still fall asleep so heartlessly.
Erjiu felt his nose itchy, so he raised his hand and pushed Shiba's face away. He muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, buried his face in her arms and continued to sleep.
As the night approached early morning, the two men in black who were imprisoned in the woodshed all broke free from the ropes on their bodies, sneaked out of the post station in the dark when the guards were not paying attention, and rushed to the capital.
Eighteen was lying on the bed and had just heard the news when Erjiu turned over, raised his legs and pressed them on her thighs, with his heels against her knees and his body pressed against her.
Erjiu rested his head on her arm, his face facing her as he slept. His warm breath fell on her chest again and again, arousing her passion and making her unable to fall asleep.
She, Eighteen, was not the kind of person who would take advantage of others' unpreparedness to do something that had already happened. The man in her arms was the husband she would marry in the future and bring home to warm her bed. No matter how unbearable it was, she could not move now, otherwise, not to mention Erjiu, even her master would not easily let her go.
Eighteen wanted to cry but had no tears. She covered her eyes with one hand, not daring to look down at Erjiu's ruffled clothes, revealing half of her delicate collarbone.
Thinking about her being eighteen, it is not easy.
The author has something to say: Wei Min: Are you envious? I can hug my husband and kiss him and hold him up high, but you can only look but not eat.
18: (I can’t hold it in anymore, I’m tired)_(:зゝ∠)_
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