My system cannot tolerate CP speculation

Chapter 165 33. Aning
There are three courtyards in the Zhengyang School, most likely where the things she wants are kept.She already searched one place yesterday, and she will go to the second one tonight.

But what Biyin didn't know was that everyone she thought was acting covertly without realizing it, and their every move was reported to the person on the grand master's chair—the head of the Zhengyang faction, Cui Penghai.

"Sect Leader, continue to watch?" The man in black night clothes said sharply.

"Just keep watching, let's go down." Cui Penghai waved his hand, and the man in black resigned and left.

When he was the only one left in the room, Cui Penghai looked at the flickering candles on the desk, thinking about something.

After a long time, Cui Penghai chuckled lightly and said, "Heh, I really think this is the place you come and go whenever you want? Bliss Gate, huh, that's great."

"Ah Choo." Ji Xing and Ji Yan who had just left the house sneezed together, the two looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads.

Hearing the sneeze outside the door, Xu raised his head to look at Xi Nan, his eyes full of accusations.

"Meow meow meow." A good right-hand man, he was ordered by you to steal chickens and dogs every night, and the good boy was sneezed by others.

Xi Nan smiled lightly and took Xu Yiyi in his arms, stroking his hair and saying, "Just do you feel sorry for the two of them?"

"Meow." How dare I.

"So cute~"

"..." Listening to Xi Nan's sweet and greasy words, Xu Yi was speechless.

……

The furnishings in the room have long been covered by thick dust, and the original appearance cannot be seen clearly.

Step by step, Biyin carefully distinguishes everything she sees with the light of the night pearl.

Just as Biyin was seriously looking at the red sandalwood box on the top of the bookshelf, she kicked something under her feet and fell down. Biyin didn't have time to think, and immediately stretched out her hand to hold the bottle that was about to fall.

Heaving a sigh of relief, before Biyin could let go of her raised heart, the red sandalwood box on the bookshelf also eagerly fell down with the shaking of the bookshelf.

Before the bottle could be put away, and the Ye Mingzhu in her hand couldn't be dropped for a while, Biyin turned around and flew up to catch the falling red sandalwood box.

When everything returned to calm, Biyin listened carefully to the movements around her, making sure that no one was disturbed, and finally she was relieved.

After calming down, Biyin remembered that there was some shaking in the vase just now.

After putting down the bottle and the wooden box carefully, he turned the bottle upside down and saw a small wooden sword the size of a finger fall out.

He carefully held the small wooden sword in his hand, and carefully wiped off the dust on it.

Looking at the two words engraved on it, Biyin's eye circles suddenly turned red.

Even if you fall into the darkness and into the dust, what does that matter.

... She will always, find him.

Aning.

I finally found you...

After finding the small wooden sword, Biyin's interest in the red sandalwood box plummeted, but she thought that the box was made of rosewood, so she picked it up and left without hesitation.

Before leaving, Biyin's sleeves fluttered, and she used her internal force to disperse the dust. After she left, the dust fell again, so it didn't look like someone had been there.

After returning to the room, Bi Yin wiped the small wooden sword carefully, and then put the small wooden sword in her purse contentedly to accompany the small stone.

After washing up, Bi Yin was lying on the bed when she suddenly saw the red sandalwood box on the table. She put on her shoes and walked over. After opening the box, she saw a painting scroll inside.

The dusty smell wafted into the room, and Biyin unfolded the painting scroll.

What came into view was a tall man standing under the bamboo forest to test his sword, and further down was a woman in fluttering clothes sitting under the pavilion playing the piano with bare hands, and the eyes of the two fell on the corner with their buttocks pouted On the little boy counting ants.

The man's brows are tough but his expression is gentle, the woman's face is like peaches and plums and her smile is like a spring breeze, and the little boy is innocent and innocent...

Gently placing the painting on the table, Biyin tapped the little boy on the painting with her fingertips, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

She knew that the painting must be Qi Ninghao, the little idiot at home.

The scenery in the painting has never changed, and it is peaceful, but the smile on Biyin's face faded when she thought of Qi Ninghao's appearance for the first time.

Putting the painting away again, Biyin sat down at the table for a while.

On the second day, Biyin ordered someone to take the wooden box out with the excuse of sending a letter from home.

The wooden box was placed on Cui Penghai's desk for a long time. Finally, Cui Penghai waved his hand, "I would like to see what medicine she bought in the gourd. Since there is no problem, I will deliver it as she requested."

"Master, but this painting is about..."

Interrupting the butler, Cui Penghai said: "It's just a few dead people, how much more waves can she make."

"Yes."

After finding what she wanted, Biyin, who was supposed to leave, couldn't find a chance to leave.

For some reason, since the wooden box was sent out, the head steward of the Zhengyang faction actually sent four more maids here, saying that it was to prepare for the wedding banquet and take care of her conveniently.

And these four people, no matter what she said, they just followed behind her without saying a word, and even when they were sleeping, there were two of them waiting in the ear room.

Biyin tried to simply knock them out, but quickly gave up on this idea. These people's breaths were steady and their steps were firm. They were obviously Lianjiazi, and they were probably not much worse than her.

Although she can directly contact people from the Bliss Sect, she is still in the so-called Zhengyang Sect, the head of the famous decent sect, and it is not good for her to leave if she is too loud. Even if she contacts, it will only increase casualties. Come quietly, go quietly.

In the past few days, the Zhengyang faction has been busy preparing for the wedding. There are too many people coming and going, plus the four evil gods outside the door, it may be difficult for her to sneak out.

The first letter should have already been sent to Lin Chuang and the others. On the day of the wedding, they must have sent someone to support the scene.

Lin Chuang was a partner she met with Qi Ninghao during the training in the back mountain. He was very reliable. After reading the letter, he would definitely not report it to his uncle, and he came here as a fellow apprentice according to the letter.

At the beginning, she didn't expect to find what she wanted so quickly, so she pretended to send a letter back, and now she couldn't leave, so she could use the wedding day to discuss with Lin Chuang and get out.

After thinking it through, Biyin couldn't help but think of Qi Ninghao's back when he left that day.

I don't know what this little idiot Qi Ninghao is doing now, and whether she has told her uncle about her bold behavior.

Sighing, Biyin blew out the candle and went back to bed.

wedding day.

Biyin was pulled up early in the morning to put on makeup and eyebrows, and put on her wedding dress. Biyin looked at herself in the mirror and was a little strange for a while.

If the little idiot saw her current appearance, he would definitely be stunned.

The thoughts in her mind made Bi Yin a little strange and at a loss, she shook her head with a smile, and attributed this subtle feeling to long time no see.

(End of this chapter)