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"You don't understand." Luo Niang said absent-mindedly as she looked at the street that had long since disappeared.

The maid really didn't understand, and she didn't want her master to be distracted over this either. She just happened to think of a customer who wanted to look for her, so she helped Madam Su go in to look for that person.

"Lou, that shop is really giving off a weird feeling. Do you know why?" When the two of them returned to the inn, Ning Yu put down the wine and waited for the food to arrive. When he recalled his drunken stupor, he couldn't help but ask Zhan Xiaolou about it.

Zhan Xiaolou shook his head. "Don't you feel that everything that has happened since we left today is very strange?"

"This, indeed, the group of people we met were also very strange." Ning Yu recalled the old man and Pei Jiaxin through Lou Cheng's guidance and came to a realization.

He had not expected that there were such interesting places and people in the capital of Jiang Yu Country. There were girls who wanted to beat him up, upside-down taverns for men and women, and even men who followed him on the road.

"It's getting late. Do you want to rest?" Zhan Xiaolou smiled but didn't reply. Only after a long while did he finally speak to Ning Yu.

Ning Yu was preparing to drink some wine, but when she thought about the things that happened in Zhan Xiaolou's room today, she nodded her head before opening the box given to her by the young lady in the forging shop.

Zhan Xiaolou thought about it and said that if he went out to buy some daily necessities, he would come back soon. He agreed without hesitation. She just wanted to wait for Ning Yu to go out and take a look. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to accept anything that Ning Yu couldn't accept.

As expected, the box Zhan Xiaolou opened was not only her letter, but also the words on the top: The truth of the death of Ning Yu's mother.

Zhan Xiaolou wasn't in a rush for what was inside. Since it was in his hands, he didn't mind looking at it later. However, Ning Yu had been eager to get revenge. If she didn't finish the book soon and the content would make her excited, that would be bad.

She opened the envelope and saw four large words written on it: Pei, Fu, Ming, Lou.

These four words were an obvious hint, Pei Zi Yun could understand why they were so incomprehensible. He was probably surnamed Pei, and could be assumed to be the murderer of Enchanting Moon. As for this Lou Cheng, he really had no idea, if he were to understand the meaning behind the words, would it have anything to do with him?

Zhan Xiaolou couldn't believe it. After losing his memories, he was no longer in a normal place. No one would come to find him in such a remote place. Did this have something to do with him? Did he want to say that he knew her?

Zhan Xiaolou was still in the midst of his brainstorm when he heard a series of hurried knocks on the door. "Snap! Snap!"

"The master inside is in trouble, hurry up and open the door!" The waiter seemed to be extremely anxious. It was as if his life was in danger.

Because Zhan Xiaolou was busy packing up the letters, her movements were slow. She thought that there was a patient at the door, so she asked while she walked down, "Why are you in such a hurry to find me? Is there a patient or something? "

"Are you still a doctor?" The retainer's mind went blank as he curiously stopped to ask about the battle at the small building.

Zhan Xiaolou turned around in confusion. If he didn't know that he was a doctor, then what was going on?

"Look at my brain, hurry up and come down with me to have a look. The young master who was with you just now was teased by a popinjay, he probably won't be able to escape this time."

The waiter patted his head as he recalled the important matter. He then hurriedly moved forward to lead the way, so that they could move towards the place where Zhan Xiaolou had just been.

As soon as Lou Cheng heard that something had happened to Ning Yu, he immediately ran out, and even ran past the waiter. When he finally went out, he saw the back of a woman in a purple robe.