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The road was quite smooth, but what made Xu Han a little depressed was that everyone's eyes looked at him were quite strange.

The tears, sighs, and envy are all there, which makes Xu Han feel uncomfortable.

Qin Keqing avoided Xu Han everywhere, unable to tell whether he was angry or sad.

After a moment of helplessness, Xu Han had to start secretly examining his feelings for Qin Keqing and Ye Hongjian.

In life, you have to make a decision. If you hold a sweet potato and think about apples, and treat yourself badly, it will be a disaster for others. Xu Han is not an indecisive person, but this matter between men and women is really hard to understand.

Even Xu Han was a little worried.

But yesterday...

Thinking of the ridiculousness of the morning, Xu Han, who was sitting in the carriage, glared at Xuan'er, who was sleeping soundly beside him. The harsh criticism that came to his mouth could not be said. He sighed. If he told Ye Hongjian that Xuan'er had used some method to drag him to her room yesterday, he would probably be faced with the other party's sword. With Ye Hongjian's temperament, Xu Han did not doubt that the other party could do such a thing.

After all, Ye Hongjian is Ye Chengtai's daughter and half of the Master's disciple. No matter what, she can't jump out of the strange whirlpool of Chang'an. Qin Keqing is different. Although the other party has expressed his determination to him, Xu Han really does not want to see the other party tide in this muddy water.

Thinking of this, Xu Han made a decision in his heart.

He took a deep breath and told himself secretly that after he arrived in Chang'an, he would find a suitable opportunity to explain the matter with Qin Keqing.

......

The lower city of the Communist Party is only more than 80 miles away from Chang'an. It is not far away, but it is not close.

The group did not rush to the road, but when they arrived at Chang'an City, it was already dusk.

Xu Han arranged for everyone to go to Tiance Mansion to handle everything, and asked Mr. Lu to go to Putian Palace and handed over the letter of the tomorrow's Saint. This capital is no better than those small towns outside. Zhu Xian's eyes and ears are densely covered in the city. The news of their return to Chang'an was naturally impossible to hide Zhu Xian, and Xu Han had no idea of ​​hiding it, so he simply made a secret with him.

And he followed his agreement with Ye Hongjian this morning and went to Ningguo Marquis' Mansion with her.

Of course, what inevitably happened to the two of them was that they attracted teasing eyes from everyone.

......

The streets of Chang'an are wide and well-connected. Each day, they are cleaned up by specific people and are spotlessly cleaned.

Although it was already dark, the pedestrians passing by on the street were always happy. The vendors on the street and the wine shops in the alleys were booming.

It seemed that the war in Dahuang City did not disturb the prosperous ancient city at all.

The two people walking in Chang'an City were even more thoughtful, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Ye Hongjian lowered her head and measured the bluestone slabs paved with her feet on Chang'an Street. She stepped on the strange rhythm and every time she landed, she accurately landed in the center of the next stone slab.

Ninety-eight... Ninety-nine...

one hundred...

She counted silently in her heart until her feet fell on the 100th bluestone slab.

The girl sighed, and she looked at the boy who was still lowering her head, inexplicably angry.

"Why, is it so difficult for you to see my father?" Ye Hongjian asked dissatisfiedly.

"Ah?" At this time, the young man raised his head as if he had woken up from a dream when he heard this, and he realized for a while.

Seeing that Ye Hongjian's face was not depressed, he quickly explained: "No, I'm just thinking about something."

"What's more important than seeing my father? Is it your girl Keqing? You can't bear to let go?" Ye Hongjian obviously didn't plan to let Xu Han go so simply. She said at that time, problems were like shells, and Xu Han was roaring one after another.

Xu Han turned his head and looked at the pissing Ye Hongjian. He seemed to have never seen her look like this before. He secretly felt that it was a bit beautiful, so he naturally took a look at her again.

But Ye Hongjian was a little uncomfortable with his gaze. Her cheeks flushed and she turned her head in panic.

Seeing her like this, Xu Han smiled slightly at that time.

"I just wonder if it's a bit inappropriate for us to go to see our father-in-law so empty."

Ye Hongjian was slightly stunned when she heard this, then the flush on her face climbed up again, and in a blink of an eye, her ears turned red.

After a while, she muttered in her indifferent voice: "Good mouth and tongue."

Then he quickly walked towards the direction of the Ningguo Marquis Mansion.

From beginning to end, Xu Han never let Xu Han see her face at this moment.

But Xu Han believed that Ye Hongjian's face should be as sweet as a ripe apple at this moment.

......

Chang'an City is a place where dragons and tigers hang.

A young man who walked out of a random courtyard may be the son of a minister in the court, or a nobleman who has been close relatives with a prince for more than three generations.

If the high-ranking officials are more noble, there will naturally be more taboos.

There are some considerations for anyone who can’t mess with you and no place to go.

For example, the mansion made of black wood in front of you is one of the taboos in Chang'an City.

The mansion gate is not big, and the black wood all over the body makes him almost integrated with the night. The candlelight that faintly appears in the courtyard not only does not give the mansion a little more fireworks, but instead embellishes it as deep and terrifying as a ghost gate.

This way, it naturally violates some people's taboos.

But there is only one reason why the princes and nobles in Chang'an avoid him like tigers.

This mansion...

The surname is Zhu.

For the people of Chang'an City, Zhu Xian is a very mysterious person.

It is so mysterious that most people have heard of his name and those evil deeds.

Some people say that he had three heads and six arms, his eyes could spit fire, and his mouth was sharp and his teeth were sharp.

Some people also say that he is a spy from the demon clan, with a virginity eclipse on the sun and a young child at night.

Some people even say that he is the reincarnation of an evil dragon, swallowing the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and has become the body of a true dragon.

The people's spread is mysterious, but it is just a topic of conversation after dinner. Perhaps in addition to the more capital to talk to others, I wish the greatest value of them is to use children who cry at night.

However, maybe they could never have imagined that this almost demonized Zhu Shushou looked just a middle-aged man who looked to the extreme.

At this moment, he was wearing a black python robe. The python had four legs, four claws, and looked like a real dragon. There was a little white snow hidden in the black hair on his head and wrinkles on his face, which made him look a little older than he was.

"Have you found it? Where did the dragon energy of the Yuwen family fall?" His voice sounded at that time, and the low voice almost blended with the night color, making it difficult to tell whether the sound was spitting out of his mouth or rising from an unknown corner.

The candles inside the mansion are not bright, but they are enough to see things.

A Confucian scholar, also wearing a black robe, seemed to appear out of thin air and came to Zhu Xian.

"The dragon energy in Emperor Taiyuan was troubled by the defeat of Dahuang City and was reduced to light green. However, if the situation in Jizhou could be stabilized in time, it might improve. The dragon energy in King Yu was still light yellow. As for the Yuwen family vassal kings in various states, the Xin Wang Yuwen Cheng, who owns half of Qingzhou, was only dark yellow. Even if these were added together, they could not gather the almost red dragon energy of the royal family..."

The Confucian scholar said this, and obviously he was quite confused about this.

"Can this dragon energy be more out of thin air?" Zhu Xian frowned, his face also very ordinary, without the fierce murderous intent of the emperor, nor the domineering and sharpness of the heroes when they stared at him. He was more like the farmer who was guarding his own acre of three parts of the land, secretly worried about the harvest after autumn.

"Of course there is no possibility." The black-robed Confucian scholar changed his face and hurriedly said: "I think about it, there is probably only one reason for this situation..."

Speaking of this, the Confucian scholar paused, as if he was concerned, but when he felt the gaze cast by the head of Zhu, he stopped hesitating and hurriedly said, "We have missed someone..."

"Is someone missing?" Zhu Xian repeated this, as if something had sounded at that time, and his eyes froze. "You mean the one who has been more than ten years..."

"But even if he is still alive, how could he have so much dragon energy..." Zhu Xian's thoughts were so meticulous that he quickly denied the Confucian scholar's speculation.

"If that person had just saved his life and lived in the world by chance, he would naturally not have so much dragon energy. But if so, he was not living, but living well, and could control the situation of the Great Zhou..." The black-robed Confucian scholar said softly at that time.

"Hmm? You mean..." Zhu Xian's eyes condensed at that time.

He stood up, looked at the Confucian scholar deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Go, check me carefully about the young boy who suddenly appeared!"
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