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Chapter 1 The Blizzard(2/2)

Lao Gan beat him for most of his life, so the Tai Cheng simply settled him on the continent and became a gatekeeper. Therefore, he was the one who came to receive King Ying for most of the time, and he became familiar with him after a while.

Although Lao Gan lives alone, he is not old-fashioned. He is not curious when he meets a talented man and a beautiful woman on a snowy night. He only invites Ying Wang’s couple to the living room and goes to work on his own.

Ying Wang is a regular customer here. He understands all the rules and procedures. He lets the two of them watch private chats and everyone is free.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the snow was getting thicker outside the house. I could no longer see the shore of Xiaoyao Pool on Jiezhou.

An orange soybean lamp in the living room slightly melted the frozen snowy night, but it was even more cold.

Lantai has never been a popular treasury. It is simple in its application and only slightly decorated with the storefront.

The living room seemed a little colder than the outdoors, and Yin Boxuan sat at the long table and shivered slightly.

King Ying saw it and quickly took off his shoulders and put them on his sweetheart's shoulders, said "Wait", ran to the kitchen, asked Lao Gan to come to the brazier, and lit a pile of charcoal fires in the living room.

The charcoal rose and warmed the cold black. Yin Boxuan stood up, pulled out his slender fingers from his sleeve, and put the sable fur on King Ying again.

At this moment, there was no one in the hall. She relaxed a little and asked Ying Wang: "Brother brought me here to check history, right? Not to mention that I know nothing about history, even this civilian identity is not in line with the system!"

King Ying took the opportunity to hold Yin Boxuan's cold and soft hand, and said with a thief, "How can you call him a commoner again when you fall into my hands?"

Yin Boxuan pulled his hand back and spat lightly, his face flushed: "I'm not ashamed, it's so embarrassing to make people hear!"

King Ying smiled sweetly and asked Yin Boxuan to sit down. He turned around and pulled out something from the wooden stand. However, it was a hard sealed booklet with two fingers thick cowhide. The seal was polished to a shiny one. It was obviously read repeatedly. The corners and spines of the books were wrapped in copper foil, and the spots of green rust set off the years.

"Don't look at the fact that this book is not good-looking, the entire Lantai collection can be included in it."

King Ying sat down next to Yin Boxuan, turned on the cover, and wrote the outline category in formal script on the yellowed paper, but Yin Boxuan didn't understand at all.

"Brother, don't you tell me to study the classics, history, and collections of books on snowy nights?"

"Don't worry, when you are happy!" Ying Wang rolled his cuffs slightly, "Tell me, what do you want to know the most?"

"What do you say about this, brother?"

"I can find out all the important things in the world, but it depends on what you want to know?"

"Really?" Yin Boxuan teased, "I want to know how many times my eldest brother cried when he was a child!"

"Don't be naughty, your elder brother never shed tears after he was one year old." Ying Wang gently scraped Yin Boxuan with jade nose, "What I mean is the origin of what happened in history or the physical objects of the instrument, such as the origin of your Lin Zhenfang."

Yin Boxuan was half-believing, half-doubted and half-naughty: "Okay, brother, let's find where our Lin Zhenfang came from."

King Ying stretched out his fingers and found the institution index in the general project, turned the paper page, and then found the Minliao in the institution project, and found the voice and color section in the Minliao. At this point, this book can no longer be carefully queried.

King Ying stood up, searched the shelf, and then took out the booklet.

The booklet is the same as the one just now, but it is much thicker. After opening and checking, I found the three words "Lin Zhenfang" soon, but this is still a catalog. The original file containing the details must be investigated in the warehouse.

Ying Wang asked, "Does Sister Xuan want to go into the warehouse to take a look?"

“Is it suitable?”

"What's wrong with it?" Ying Wang took out a bunch of keys from his arms and opened an iron cabinet at the end of the rack. There were a bunch of keys hanging in the cabinet, and the warehouse location was marked below each bunch of keys.

King Ying found the key, locked the iron cabinet, turned around and helped Yin Boxuan up, gently supported her jade wrist, and led her to walk into the warehouse.

There are two main buildings in Lantai. The main hall in the south is the office. When you check it, a five-story building in the north of the hall is a warehouse.

The building has high walls, small windows and wide eaves, and a canal is dug around the building to connect to the Xiaoyao Pond. The most important thing in Lantai is to prevent fire, so you must get close to water.

In addition to the small breathable window with iron bars, the building and warehouse are completely closed, and only the archive inspection hall on the ground floor of the main hall is connected with the office office with two closed bridges.

There are three levels in the bridge here, all of which are locked with thick iron doors. Ying Wang had a key and opened one by one.

When I opened the last iron door, a heater rushed towards me, and the faint moldy air was suppressed by the camphor gas.

The fire was shining in front of me. Every ten steps, there was a fireplace on the exterior wall. The fireplace was half hidden underground. The charcoal fire inside was burning quietly in the copper basin. There was a circle of live water around the fireplace, and there was sparks splashing, and there was no fear of burning other things.

The first priority is fire protection, followed by heat preservation. If there is no fire in winter, the low temperature in the warehouse will be preserved. Therefore, when building the warehouse, the corridor is surrounded by a circular corridor, and the corridor is cleared without any combustible objects. The fireplace is heated and there are water channels around it, which can be fireproof and moisturizing.

Yin Boxuan was touched with the heating and became much more energetic. He said coquettishly: "It's been such a warm place, and my brother told me to be frozen outside. It's so scheming, otherwise how could I have the chance to touch my hand!"

"I still want to hug the girl, it won't be warmer?"

"Ph, ph, ph, you're deeply thinking!"

The charcoal burst and the two of them stepped on the stone floor with their feet, and the footsteps were particularly clear, which further highlighted the quietness in the warehouse.

Such a secret meeting made Yin Boxuan feel emotional. He hung Ying Wang's arm with both hands, and half of his body leaned against him, and he couldn't say that the ground was warm.

Going to the third floor, bypassing the two ring corridors, Ying Wang stopped and took the key to open the camphor wood door.

The warehouse was pitch black, and Yin Boxuan shrank back. King Ying knew that she was afraid of the darkness, so he hurriedly reached out to her shoulder and walked into the warehouse.

With the light of the corridor, you can vaguely see that the wooden cabinets are lined up in the warehouse, and the smell of camphor wood is even stronger.

King Ying took Yin Boxuan to the darkness and took out a brocade box from his arms.

"Thank out your hand!"

Yin Boxuan closed his palms.

Ying Wang opened the brocade box, and a soft green light immediately rose from the walls, and the light was overflowing, as if it was rippling in the blue waves.

An egg-sized night pearl fell in her palm.

With a sound of surprise, the green light shone on Yin Boxuan's cheeks seemed to be raised.

Women love crystal clear objects the most. Such a clear night pearl, I am afraid that I can’t find a second one in the city, and my pair of wonderful eyes were immediately taken away by them.

Ying Wang took the opportunity to say, "I had thought about giving you a pearl, but ordinary jade was too tacky, so how could I match Xuan Mei's appearance? I happened to get this Nan Zhu a few days ago, and I thought about what time to give it to you. Ye Mingzhu is of course the most essence at night. It has nothing new in the house and is too ostentatious outdoors. So I thought of this, and it is no longer hidden, and I send you a snowy gift. Xuan Mei..."

King Ying paused a little, Yin Boxuan held the beads, and the bright autumn waves flowed through her beauty.

She already knew why she had arrived in the continent tonight, and even more so that the deep meaning of King Ying giving her the priceless pearl. A strong joy surged in her heart, but tears couldn't help but drip from the corners of her eyes.

"My little sister is just a keen genius in Lin Zhenfang, and the eldest brother is a dignified prince. I...I..."

King Ying reached out and hugged Yin Boxuan in his arms: "Do you think the eldest brother is that kind of secular person?"

"But my identity is really different from my elder brother. I am satisfied with being a famous maid by my elder brother's side. How dare I ask for the position of concubine!"

King Ying tightened his arms, and Yin Boxuan felt relieved.

"Don't worry, Sister Yun has arranged it for you. On the day you enter the mansion, you will no longer be a singer in Lin Zhenfang, but the eldest daughter of Zibo and the daughter of the earl. You can always be worthy of the concubine Ying?"

"But... Sister Yun..."

"She treats you like your own sister. She is always doing this. She is not afraid of jokes. The princess is more eager to marry a concubine than the prince. I am afraid that no one is talking to herself and wants to find a companion!"

The pear blossom rain gradually subsided, and the black fur on King Ying's chest was wet her.

Yin Boxuan snuggled in his arms and said softly: "I know that Sister Yun has good intentions, but the more she treats me, the more I feel that I owe her."

"If you really feel that you owe her, you must respect and obey her in the future and give me a fat boy so that she can blame herself all day long."

Yin Boxuan burst into tears and laughed, and gently beat Ying Wang: "I'm so embarrassed that I don't even have any words to keep my mouth shut. I'm saying everything!"

"Is that right? That girl helps me check if she really didn't keep the door!"

King Ying pouted and kissed Yin Boxuan. Yin Boxuan dodged left and right, but was held tightly by King Ying. He struggled a few times, his lips were connected, his mind and tongue blended, and he felt refreshed.

Yin Boxuan suddenly got in love with his eyebrows slightly locked, and hesitated for a moment and asked, "How can King He explain to you? I'm afraid he will come to entangle with his elder brother!"

King Ying also frowned.

King He is his half-brother, cruel and lustful, and he is entangled with Yin Boxuan. For this reason, Yin Boxuan fled from Lin Zhenfang to King Ying's house to hide.

Fortunately, it is now the Baiyue rebellion in the south, and King He has led his troops to conquer for a long time, so King Ying has not been worried yet. At this moment, he heard Yin Boxuan mention it and felt upset.

"I will deal with this matter myself. Don't worry, he can't steal his sister-in-law!"

"It's said that his methods are vicious on the streets and alleys. I'm afraid that I will implicate my elder brother because of my reasons!"

"Don't mention the word "involuntary". In the blink of an eye, the whole family will be like a family. It will be said that the sky collapses and the earth will sink. I will support it!"
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