It was not easy to talk in the temple, and the inn was not a place to stay for long either. The two of them sat down quietly in front, and with the cold wind blowing, Yue Pengju took off his robe and draped it over her: "Elder sister, are you cold?"
She laughed. "I'm not cold now, but you're cold."
"I'm not cold, I'm not cold at all!" He rubbed his hands, caressed his hair and said, "Big sister, I want to find out where Jin Wushu is. He claims to be living with some minister, and I also got some clues.
"It would be good if we could capture Jin Wushu today. We can hold him hostage. "
Yue Pengju shook his head: "All these years inside and outside the battlefield, I have witnessed many spies and countless people curtailing and flattering Golden Man. If I did not have strong protection, how would Jin Wushu dare be so arrogant in Song City?"
Hua Rong was at a loss: "Forget it, this country is really going to die. It's a pity that Jin Wushu that Dogfish was struck by my concealed weapon. If it wasn't for the help of others, we would have definitely been able to catch him … "
"At the very least, we have to capture that traitor and hand him over to the imperial government."
The two of them had the same opinion, they immediately stood up and chased after Jin Wushu.
Qin Manor.
This was the residence of Lord Qin Gui, who was in the history of imperial court during the time of the top scholar.
As night fell, the bright red lanterns released a ghastly aura.
The group hurriedly passed through a side street, and just as they reached the entrance, the tightly shut door immediately opened. A Old servant lowered his voice and respectfully said, "Young Master, please come in.
"Where's Sir Qin?"
"Sir Qin is in the palace discussing matters, and has yet to return home."
Jin Wushu walked in with big strides, as if he was at home. Right as he entered the living room, two servant girl s came out to welcome him: "Young master, is the meal starting already?" He impatiently waved his hand, "Wu Qimai, Jin Cheng, the two of you follow me in, the rest of you can leave."
Wu Qimai and Jin Cheng were his personal guards, they immediately followed him and helped him to lie down on the bed, "Master, where are your injuries?"
When the Old servant who had followed him heard that he was injured, he asked in panic, "Why is the Young Master injured?"
"Don't say too much, hurry up and prepare the magnets and alcohol …"
"Yes, little one will go up immediately."
Jin Wushu took off his clothes and sat on the bed. Wu Qimai lit up the lamp, only to see that his waist was red and swollen, and the fine needles were almost impossible to see. He exclaimed: That woman is so powerful, do you want us to secretly send people to capture her?
Jin Wushu laughed out loud: "The harder it is to tame, the better it is. Once tamed, it will be dead set on it. This King must personally tame her. Haha, interesting... "
"Young Master, what's so interesting?"
A charming, bone-piercing voice floated in from outside the door. A lady wearing a purple silk dress holding a piece of ointment and a magnet, Old servant behind her holding a lantern, made her blush red, her figure seductive. It was Qin Gui's wife, Wang Junhua.
Jin Wushu laughed: "I dare not trouble Madam."
Wang Junhua placed the ointment and magnets on the Desk beside Jin Wushu, and smiled sweetly: "When body of concubine heard that Young Noble was injured, he immediately rushed over. They were careless, and Young Noble's injuries are so heavy, there's no need to stand on ceremony, just let body of concubine come here …"
"Then I'll have to trouble Madam."
Everyone backed away tactfully, and there were only two people left in the room.
Before Wang's disease could drive him away, her delicate hand had just touched Jin Wushu's waist, only to feel that his muscles were boiling hot, and his body was as rigid as a steel needle. His face was burning hot as he carefully rubbed the hot red part of the liquor. As he approached with the magnet, he heard a "chi" sound and a few thin needles were sucked out.
Once the pain on his waist subsided, Jin Wushu felt relaxed and immediately nodded: "Thank you Madam."
"How did the young master get injured?"
"To be ambushed on the outside is nothing but a thief."
"Young Master has a noble body, if something were to happen in the Qin Manor, how could body of concubine bear it?" She saw that Jin Wushu was sweating profusely, it was the result of him enduring the magnetic needles. She immediately took out a brocade handkerchief and carefully wiped his body: "Young Noble, please wait for a moment, body of concubine has ordered for me to get a basin of water to wash your feet … …"
She went to the door and called out. A maid immediately brought a pot of hot water and placed it in front of the bed. After the servant left, she smiled sweetly: "Young Noble, do you need body of concubine's help?"
After Jin Wushu entered the Qin Manor, he saw that the Madam Qin was extremely attentive and attentive, especially when Qin Gui was not at home. He did not refuse and stuck out his foot with great thorns. "Then I will have to trouble you."
Wang's disease happily squatted down and immediately began to gently massage his body, just like his wife, concubine.
You think the Wang's disease is so attached to Jin Wushu? It turned out that the Wang's disease was an outstanding beauty, a famous beauty in the capital. However, an unfamiliar guest had settled in their home. He was tall and sturdy, as though he was filled with energy, a stark contrast to the Southern man's weak and gentle appearance. The more Wang's disease saw, the more she loved him. She was inspired and could not help but be moved.
With this thought, he looked at his own husband, Qin Gui. He was completely like a bean sprout, there was no talent in him and his bearing was lacking. All day long, he was jealous and sour.
She quietly raised her eyes and saw that Jin Wushu had closed his eyes to enjoy, his long black hair was tied up in a carriage behind him, he was rough and revealed a rarely seen delicate and pretty look, she felt that she had never seen such an outstanding man in her life.
Jin Wushu was enjoying it comfortably when he suddenly opened his eyes to look at Wang's disease. He had charming eyes like silk, gentle and respectful, as if he was his concubine. He was very pleased and extended his hand to support her chin: "Have you served Sir Qin like this before?"
Wang's disease blushed, she bit her lower lip and shook her head lightly.
Jin Wushu was extremely pleased, he had never enjoyed such a thing before, so he decided to enjoy it himself first. A burst of itchiness came from the bottom of his foot. It was precisely the Wang's disease that was rubbing it for him, a lone man and a single woman. In any case, the Song Kingdom's officials were all going to wear green hats from top to bottom, there was not a need for Qin Gui's hat. His hand could not help but touch Wang's disease's neck, causing Wang's disease to laugh lightly. He thought, this Southern Empire's women are really cheap, they are so fed up with big fish and big meat, suddenly thinking of the ferocious and unruly Hua Rong, and he could not help but let out a "Gu" sound in his throat, secretly thinking, if I can get that girl in my life, it would be the greatest joy in life.
Thinking about it this way, his interest in the Wang's disease greatly decreased, he moved his hand away and placed it at the side: "Alright, you don't need to wash anymore, just pour the water to wash your feet."
Wang's disease obediently answered as she took out a white kernels to wipe his feet. A pair of jade hands moved from his feet to his calves and lightly touched them.
Jin Wushu's body became extremely hot and dry because of his hand. He knew that this woman had the intention to tease him, and laughed out loud. Just as he was about to say something, he heard someone report outside, "Master has returned."
Jin Wushu immediately let go of Wang's disease, and Wang's disease walked to the door and called for the little girl: "Someone come in."
When a little girl came in, Wang's disease ordered her to quickly settle everything. Then, a scholar like official walked in. Wang's disease welcomed him, "Master, young master is injured …"
Jin Wushu saw that in a blink of an eye, she had turned into a dignified and elegant woman, completely in charge of the household.
However, that special feeling of superiority rose up from the bottom of his heart, and when he looked towards Wang's disease, he only saw her full of love and concern, and when the Wang's disease saw the look in Jin Wushu's eyes, he couldn't contain his joy, and actually forgot his husband was by his side, he rushed over, and said gently: "Sir, you should lie down first, don't get tired …"
"Thank you Madam for your concern."
Qin Gui did not seem to notice the relationship between the two of them, he rushed forward and asked anxiously: "Young Noble, how are you injured?"
"It's fine, I met a few thieves on the way. Sir Qin, there's no need to worry. "
"The road has not been peaceful for the past few days. Please be careful when Young Master goes out."
"Sir Qin, have there been any new developments?"
Qin Gui lowered his voice, and whispered a few words into his ear. He was extremely curious, as if he did not understand what Qin Gui meant. Qin Gui waved his hand and turned to his wife: "Go prepare a few side dishes, I have something to talk about with Young Master."
Wang's disease went out happily.
It was already late in the night, and the lanterns outside the Qin Residence had long since dimmed.
Yue Pengju and Hua Rong followed each other as they moved forward. Vaguely, they saw a big house in front of them. When she got closer, she discovered the two words "Qin Manor". Looking at the decorations on the door and the Emperor's brush, it was the mansion of the current top scholar, Qin Gui.
He pulled Hua Rong and flipped over the West Wing's Women's Wall. From here, he looked down. The two of them jumped down from the wall and walked along it. Two maidservants walked over from a rock garden on the opposite side. The person in front was holding a lantern while the person behind them was holding a warm wine and a food box. The two of them spoke softly as they walked. One of them said, "That young master is very handsome. I just don't know who he is …"
"They must be honorable guests. Can't you see that Madam is waiting at home all day?" The little girl behind him lowered her voice, "I heard that one of the Jinguo's …"
The two of them hid behind two large trees. However, the maids' voices gradually became softer and softer, as if they were whispering and could no longer be heard.
The two of them had the same suspicions, could it be that the "Young Noble" they spoke of was Jin Wushu? After making up his mind, he immediately followed the two maidservants.
Walking to the guest room of the West Wing, the two Saber wearing guards looked at the food boxes on the left and right, then said: "You can go in."
The distance between the guards was very close, and there were no other paths on their left and right. The two of them were unable to continue forward and could only anxiously stand at the side. After the two girls entered, they disappeared without a trace.
Yue Pengju observed the terrain for a while. It was a dead end, with no other paths, unless he knocked out two guards, it would alert the enemy. He pulled Hua Rong's hand, and Hua Rong understood. She immediately followed him to the left, and wanted to take a detour to climb up the rooftop.
The two of them had just reached the women's wall on the left when they heard a hubbub of noise and the fire shooting to the sky. It was from the West Wing's Room. The two of them were shocked as they saw dozens of guards rushing out, their murderous cries loud enough to shake the sky.
There were so many guards hidden in the imperial history of the city, the two of them immediately took advantage of the chaos to rush over. Who knows where they found Jin Wushu's location, and chased him all the way here.
At the wing of the side door, a few fast horses galloped out, led by Jin Wushu. They picked up their halberd and galloped away. After running a few steps, a big man jumped out of the ground and slashed at the horse's leg.