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Next to the golden palace, a long and wide corridor lies quietly.

On the long corridor, every few steps, there is a guard wearing armor.

Qian Zhao is holding a big sword and wearing a golden armor. Under the sunlight, he looks like the patron saint of Dawu.

The guards in the palace all felt that their boss came back from Anguo this time, as if he had left his soul there.

I heard that Yu Shisan and others gossiped that it seemed that it was because of a woman.

Seeing how he looked dazed from time to time, their curiosity about the unrivaled woman in the thirteenth family reached its peak.

"Boss, what kind of person is that Niao Niao that Yu Shisan mentioned?"

During the shift, Qian Zhao was surrounded by people, gossiping really regardless of age or gender.

"What's the gossip! Emperor Wu was kidnapped and he didn't even know what the people in Liudaotang do for food!"

The father-in-law, who was holding the whisk in his hand, pinched his fingers, his pale face turned red with anger.

In the important area of ​​the palace, in addition to the Habayashi Guards and the Six Paths Hall, there are also dead soldiers hiding in the darkness. Not to mention impregnable, it can be regarded as an iron wall.

I don't know who this thief is, but he was able to bypass the surroundings and enter the palace.

When the nervous guards arrived, they saw a woman in red sitting next to Emperor Wu. Emperor Wu bent down and poured tea for her.

Perhaps seeing someone coming, Emperor Wu quickly straightened his waist and retreated to his seat with a little embarrassment.

"Is this the one?"

"Don't squeeze me! Give me a look!"

"You stepped on my foot!"

"You even pulled my head!"

"..."

As expected of the bodyguard brought out by Qian Zhao, seeing his boss's flattering look, he didn't worry about killing someone and silenced him, and he could still enjoy his life with ease.

"Get out of the way." Qian Zhao stood behind the team, his hand holding the sword turning slightly white from the force.

The originally chaotic crowd lined up in two neat lines, with extremely serious expressions on their faces, but everyone couldn't help but glance into the hall out of the corner of their eyes.

"Old Qian, I just asked for leave for you. How about staying with me these days?" Niao held the palace card, looked at the dazed person with a smile, and appeared next to Qian Zhao in the next moment.

Emperor Wu clasped his hands and shrugged his nose angrily. Did he dare to say no? So old and scary!

Qian Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he saw it was the person he missed in his heart, and he stared at her without daring to blink.

It seemed that as soon as I closed my eyes, she would disappear when I opened them again.

"Boss, this is not the time to be in a daze. If you don't act quickly with the beauty in your arms."

"Everyone has come from Anguo to Wuguo. If we don't say anything, we won't agree to this marriage."

"What are you talking about! Our boss is so happy! Look at his eyes, you wish he could grow up on someone else's girl."

"I have always felt that I am not a womanizer, but it turns out that my sweetheart is a stunning beauty."

"That boy Yu Shisan is really not talking nonsense. He is truly magnificent."

"..."

As the discussion grew louder, Qian Zhao put his hand on his curled wrist and nervously felt for his pulse.

The subtle and powerful beating vibrated his fingertips. For the first time, he felt that the pulse was like a sweet note that made people reluctant to stop.

The leaves outside the hall were rustling in the wind, and the sunlight above the head was shattered, shining like diamonds on the surface of the pond.

Qian Zhao held Niao's hand and took her around Wudu excitedly.

"Look at how worthless the old money is!" Yu Shisan hid in front of a vendor, looking at his cheerful face, it was dazzling no matter how hard he looked.

I'm used to seeing him depressed, and suddenly he's so triumphant. It's really heartbreaking!

"Hush! They are leaving!" Ren Ruyi covered Yu Shisan's mouth and followed carefully.

Qian Zhao stood in front of the stall with all kinds of strange masks, choosing a wolf mask.

The silvery gray tone carries an aura unique to wolves, which makes people feel cold, but the eyes under the mask are infinitely affectionate.

Niao raised her hand, took off his mask, raised her head and looked at him.

The moment their eyes met, Qian Zhao's eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but caress his curled cheeks.

He held her curly waist and lifted her up with one hand.

"Old Qian is fine!" Yu Shisan stretched his head and stood on tiptoes to get a better view.

I don't know who squeezed me, and my body fell to the ground with a whoosh.

He raised his head and smiled awkwardly. Seeing Qian Zhao's murderous eyes, he said with a strong desire for survival: "This is all Sun Lang and Meiren's idea!"

But when he turned back and pointed at the stall that was bustling just now, only the vendor and him were left staring at each other.

He punched the ground regretfully and cursed: "These unloyal people!"

He quickly stood up from the ground, straightened his sleeves and said flatteringly: "Old Qian, with our relationship..."

"How do you want to die?"

Yu Shisan's pupils shrank, and he quickly and naturally hid behind Niao Niao. He put his hand on her shoulder and asked for help: "Niao Niao, you can't just die without saving me! Old Qian will kill me!"

"He won't. You have to believe in the feelings between you!" Niao Niao nimbly moved away and waved at him slyly.

The two figures disappeared into the sea of ​​​​people, and they picked up the mask left on the street vendor. They were full of thoughts, like flying snowflakes.