When Chen Biyue was about to leave, someone felt reluctant to say it. However, when she was about to walk to the door, she heard the sound of her toes treading on the ground from behind, and then her powerful arms tightly surrounded her from behind.

The man's breath was a little heavier, and his cold nose rubbed against her ears, which made her shrink her neck and tilt her head to the side, "I'm leaving."

The person behind him didn't say anything and still hugged her quietly. He clearly said nothing, but he forced a lingering smell.

Chen Biyue felt helpless when she was like this, and pressed her palm on his arm. She was about to speak when she suddenly remembered something, and her fingers squeezed into the gap between his arm and her body, and touched into his sleeve.

The cuffs had two layers. Before he could sense and loosen it, she quickly stretched out his sleeve and touched the small uneven touch on the inside of his wrist, which was not like a scar, and was very familiar to her, because there was such a trace on her shoulders, no wonder he never showed it to her.

"Tell me a hooligan, who is playing a hooligan now?" Shao Yan teased softly, his already low voice with a bit of sensuality because of his deliberate lightness.

Since he had been touched, he didn't struggle and let her go.

She also asked softly: "What pattern did you stab?"

"If you want to know, just touch it yourself."

Sure enough, she tattooed her with the scar. She paused her fingers and quickly shrank back, "I don't want to know."

The unmarried and the unmarried men look like they are touched. Even though they are holding each other together, there is no relationship between men and women who are not allowed to be close.

"You are too timid." He let go of his arm, pulled her over, and faced him.

"You don't want to allow a woman around me. I just say no, and you believe it?"

Chen Biyue reached out and pushed his chest, "Letter."

Shao Yan's eyes darkened, pressed against her shoulders, and pressed on the wall beside the door, and said in a light tone: "You are so angry that you have to force me to ask you, right?"

His strength was not heavy, and she seemed to be able to break free with just a little force.

But she didn't move, raised her eyes and looked at him, "I don't ask, because I know she has no shame with you. Four or five years ago, there were many floods in the prefectures and counties in the north. Many refugees fled south, and some people were wandering to other places. Linglong appeared in Donghui Township at that time."

Shao Yan looked at her, and his dark eyes gradually turned a little gentle.

Chen Biyue continued, "She is poor and destitute on the streets. She wanted to sell herself as a maid, but she was born with a good look. She was attracted by the night girl of Chaoxian Pavilion and trained to become the courtesan today. She is famous for her fairy Linglong. But in fact, from beginning to end, she is not a refugee orphan who suffers from floods in her hometown, but one of your subordinates. With Linglong as a cover, you will be renamed once a month when you go to Donghui Township."

"Have you checked her?"

"I didn't investigate carefully, how dare I agree to you easily? I am not those innocent and ignorant ladies from the family. I was kept in the dark and shook my tears and complained."

Shao Yan showed no sign of being angry on his face, but he just held her petite and tender hand in his palm and gently rubbed it, "You said nothing, you left like this today, I'm not afraid that I will misunderstand in the future."

She slowly bent her eyes and said in an understatement: "The premise of trusting each other is to know the truth. Haven't you investigated me clearly?"

When Chen Biyue left the farmhouse, it was completely dark. As soon as the city gate was closed, Linghua threw the whip all the way and drove the carriage very fast.

The cold wind was like a blade, drilling under the hood and cutting it on Linghua's neck and cheeks. The car door behind her was closed, and Chen Biyue could not feel the coldness inside, and the windows and doors were embedded tightly.

Linghua almost rushed into the city. The soldiers guarding the city had no time to intercept it. They could only watch the carriage whisk away. Looking from afar, they could only see the butt of a carriage.

The soldiers' expressions changed. They were about to send someone to chase after them, but they were stopped by the gatekeeper.

"No need to go, come back!"

"But General, the car has not yet issued a pass order, and there are still some thieves hiding here..."

"You can't afford to offend the owner of the carriage. In short, let him go. Nothing will happen. Please keep your guard and cheer up. The door will be closed in one moment. Don't let anyone in suspicious."

"...Yes!" The soldiers should have insufficient confidence. It was obvious that the general of the gatekeeper put the suspicious person in the first place. However, the general of the gatekeeper still gave them a reassurance. After agreeing, the soldiers guarding the gate dispersed.

Since the general of the gatekeeper knew the carriage well, it means that the owner of the carriage was a big shot and could not afford to offend him. Even if something happened, the general of the gatekeeper would be holding on, which had nothing to do with them, such as the soldiers.

The general of the gatekeeper looked outside the city and turned around and left.

The master's arrogant and arrogant style has reached a state of no comparison. Fortunately, someone is spoiled by him, otherwise he would have been cut off his head long ago.

Chen Biyue returned to Boyunju without knowing it. Linghua helped her take off the makeup on her face and loosen her hair. Chen Biyue went to the bathroom to take a simple shower and wash up before returning to the room.

Linghua came up and handed over a token, "This is the token the master wants to give to the girl. With this token, you can freely enter and exit the Tianhui Palace."

Chen Biyue sat in front of the bronze mirror and combed her hair. When she heard this, she glanced lightly and didn't answer, "What are you doing for me?"

"The master said that Tianhui Palace is full of guards and no one dares to approach it. It is more appropriate to meet there. The scenery of the palace is better than that of other places. If a girl wants to relax, she can pass by at any time."

Linghua remembered that when Tianfeng conveyed this sentence to her, she called the word "meeting" as a private meeting. No matter how she thought about it, she knew how her master would use such an unrestrained word as "unrespectful". Even if she really wanted to say it, she would only say it when flirting with the girl in person.

Chen Biyue turned her face away and reached out to hold the token.
Chapter completed!