Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

The icy sword energy seemed to have touched her skin, and the chill went from her eyebrows to her heart.

Yan Xining seemed to see a hint of satisfaction in the eyes of the man in black.

Oh, she has such a bad temper!

The sword energy was as fast as lightning and arrived in an instant.

With a "clang", the sword was blocked by the dagger that slipped out of her sleeve, and her body was also shaken backward by the force. The sword energy blew away her bun and her long hair spread out.

The black shadow seemed a little surprised that Yan Xining was able to avoid a fatal blow in such a desperate situation, and was even more surprised after seeing her long hair spread out.

How could a woman fight him for so long and avoid such a fierce attack from him?

There seemed to be a scent floating in the air, which was very light, very faint, and very special.

His eyebrows jumped: "It's you? You are a woman?"

He understood what the previous sentence "it's you" meant. It was not that she recognized who he was, but that she had met him once before.

Yan Xining's eyes moved. There shouldn't be any flaws in her transformation technique, right?

Seeing that she didn't answer, the black shadow just looked at her deeply, the murderous look in his eyes subsided, and he turned around and left again.

Yan Xining's heart skipped a beat. She remembered that this was not the second time she met this person, but the third time.

It turned out to be that lecher.

Although there were thick petals in the bathtub that day and not a trace of spring light was visible under the water, it was still unpleasant to be suddenly intruded upon, no matter what the reason.

"Oh!" Yan Xining said coldly, "You caused losses to my restaurant, and there are rumors of ghosts. You also chopped up these tables and chairs, and you want to just walk away like this?"

The black shadow paused, took out a purse from his arms and threw it over.

Yan Xining grabbed it in his hand.

The shadow's cold voice rang out: "Compensation!"

"Want your dirty money?" Yan Xining threw it backhandedly. The black shadow who had already turned over and flew up heard the sound of the money bag hitting him and had to calm down and fall down.

The purse fell to the ground with a thud.

He turned back, his eyes cold and gloomy: "Before, you were not the boss. From now on, you will not come again! If you don't want to ruin this restaurant, today's matter ends here!"

Yan Xining frowned. What he meant was that she was not the owner here before, so he was acting like a ghost here.

It's not impossible for her to keep him, but the restaurant would probably be almost destroyed by the fight between the two.

This is all her money.

Taking advantage of the moment when Yan Xining frowned and hesitated, the black shadow slipped away as fast as lightning.

After walking a long way and seeing no one chasing him, the man slowed down his pace.

Yan Xining walked over slowly and picked up the purse on the ground.

heavy.

When it was opened, there were two gold bars and more than twenty gold leaves inside.

Oh, so rich!

This money is enough to renovate the restaurant.

The restaurant's haunting issue has been resolved, and after repairs, it can be reopened.

Back to the east side of the third floor, there is a room with a neatly made bed.

In the past few days, in order to catch ghosts, Yan Xining disguised himself and climbed over the wall at night, lived here, and went back only at dawn.

After Bingyu knew her secret, she would guard the yard tightly whenever she went out.

Caizhu returned to Zhaoyue Mansion. Fortunately, she had already trained Bingyu and other maids.

Lying back on the bed, Yan Xining closed her eyes and went to sleep.

But I couldn't sleep for a while.

That man was so skilled and murderous. Her experiences in her previous life told her that it was impossible for him not to have killed someone before.

So what was he looking for in this restaurant?

This restaurant has been built for three generations and is also a time-honored brand in Beijing. However, he was able to force Chu Fanglin to close down the business and sell it quickly.

If he wasn't doing this for the restaurant, then what was he doing this for?

Is there any secret in this restaurant?

Thinking of this, she couldn't sleep and started searching.

However, she was not familiar with this restaurant, after all, she had just taken over it not long ago.

After struggling for more than an hour, of course she got nothing. Seeing that it was already three o'clock in the morning, she didn't need to go back to her room to sleep, so she went straight back to the palace!

It was a dark night, the third watch had just sounded, and there was not a single soul on the street.

Yan Xining was walking in the shadows, and when she met a patrolling soldier, she simply jumped onto the roof.

He ran all the way to the outer wall of Prince An's Mansion, stepped on the wall, jumped over the top, reached out and pressed, spun around, and landed back in the courtyard.

Qingwuyuan is not far ahead.

She took advantage of the shadows of the trees and climbed back into the yard.

Only after the corner of the clothes disappeared did the leaves on the distant trees begin to move.

Jingming let out a long breath.

The princess can go out at night, and she even disguised herself as a man. Fortunately, he saw the princess go out like this, otherwise, he would probably think that an outsider had broken into the palace at night, just like Jingqing.

The next day, Yan Xining got up a little late. After she washed and dressed, a little maid came to report: "Princess, the prince is waiting for you outside for breakfast!"

Yan Xining raised her eyebrows. She had been busy these days, so she asked the kitchen to deliver it directly to Qingwuyuan.

However, since Chu Jinxun is here, let’s go to the West Hall for breakfast together!

As they walked out of the courtyard, Chu Jinxun smiled at her.

His smile is warm and sunny, and his eyes are moist, clear and clean!

This beauty is so beautiful that I never get tired of looking at it!

Yan Xining stepped forward with a smile: "How do you feel today?"

"Much better, I have more strength!" He practiced sword for an hour in the morning. In the past, he was afraid of triggering the disease, so he could only practice for half an hour.

"You also need to keep up with the medicinal diet. Although your life won't be in danger for the next six months, if necessary, you still need to take a medicinal bath like last time to clear out the remaining toxins!"

"It's all up to you!"

A submissive tone, obedient and well-behaved.

What a pure little puppy.

Yan Xining's playful spirit suddenly came up, and her little paws could not be controlled. She pinched his face and said with a smile: "Good brother, you are so good!"

Her eyes curved into crescents, full of smiles.

She pinched his face into a strange shape before letting go, and saw that his fair face was slightly red. She couldn't help but touch it again soothingly: "Ah, did it hurt?"

Chu Jinxun: “…”

He pursed his lips, his eyes dark.

You used to call him brother, but now you call him younger brother?

How does he look like a younger brother?

An inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, a hint of dissatisfaction and a hint of helplessness. In the end, he just smiled and said, "No!"

Yan Xining naturally knew that she didn't use any force. It was just that Chu Jinxun's face was too tender and white, and it felt very good to the touch. The only drawback was that it would turn red if touched.

Chu Jinxun took something out of his arms and handed it over: "Here!"

"What?" Yan Xining took it. It was a wooden sign.

The wooden plaque is carved from agarwood, with the word "An" engraved on it, and a pattern of trumpet creeper carved on the back.

"From now on, with this badge, you can freely enter and exit any door of Prince An's Mansion, so you don't have to climb over the wall every time you go out!"

Yan Xining's eyes turned and asked, "Men's clothing is also OK?"

"Row!"

"Even in the middle of the night?"

"Row!"

Yan Xining smiled.

Although she had been running out a lot during this period, she still saw a group of people coming into Prince An's Mansion, about ten people.

Adding a dozen more people to the palace is not a big deal, but those dozen people are not simple!