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The noise of the market came from far and near, Yan Guogong pulled the rein and slowed down.
The air smelled of joss sticks, mixed with some kind of floral scent and strong ointment used by women.
Yan Zhaolie couldn't stand this slow tone, leaned back, and slid off the horse's back neatly. Just as his feet stepped on the ground, his injured buttocks were pulled tight, causing him to grin his teeth in pain. Suddenly, the prince remembered What, he opened his mouth and poohed several times, then wiped the corners of his lips with his wide sleeve.
His old man cast a very disgusted look.
Yan Zhaolie took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to kill his father on the spot.
Both father and son travel in casual clothes, dressed as ordinary people.
Yan Zhaolie was injured, his expression was sluggish, and even Zhang Yang's vigor was restrained a bit, making him not so eye-catching. But he has clear eyebrows and a handsome face, and girls always sneak a few glances at him when they pass by.
He has long been used to this kind of gaze, and he walked in front of Lord Yan carelessly. On both sides were stalls with many gadgets. In addition to the popular rouge powder and Buddhist utensils, there were also various kinds of goods in the temporary booths. Calligraphy and painting, rare treasures, silk brocade, exotic jewels, ivory, and jade are like a heap of splendid brocade.
Maybe it was pleasing to the eye, Yan Zhaolie picked up a red brocade pearl box, and the stall owner immediately said with a smile on his face that it was the honeydew incense brought back from Persia by the camel caravan. Sweet and sweet, it has always been known as the fragrance of butterflies.
Yan Zhaolie picked up the jade box and leaned over to smell it.
When doing this action, he inadvertently glanced forward from the corner of his eye, and the familiar eyebrows and eyes were caught off guard.
Yan Zhaolie was stunned for a moment.
Not far away, the thin gauze on the woman's waist was lifted a little, and a pair of hands that clearly belonged to a man were holding her face. Lin Lang tilted her chin up slightly to look at people, the bright red tassels on her cheeks were blown into a small swing by the wind. From his point of view, the woman's eyes are like spring water, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is extremely sweet.
She had never smiled at him like this before.
At that moment, an emotion called jealousy was rampant in my mind.
Burned him out of reason.
Yan Zhaolie's face suddenly darkened, covered with dark clouds, and he was about to step over.
"What are you doing? Take other people's things without giving money and leave, want to be a robber?" Yan Guogong's voice came from behind.
As if ice water had been poured over his head, the young man's body froze immediately.
He almost forgot the existence of the old man.
Seeing Lin Lang being so close to others, Yan Zhaolie's heart was like a nest of extremely fat poisonous scorpions, the bites made his nerves dizzy, his blood flowed backwards, and he wished he could rush up immediately, tear that nasty man into pieces, Unload eight pieces.
Rationally told him that now is the best time to destroy that vicious woman, but he hated himself even more for not living up to expectations, and his body reacted one step ahead of his brain.
Yan Guogong saw his son's footsteps turned abruptly, turned around, and pretended to ask the stall owner the price of honey Hexiang, his voice was louder than usual.
This made Lin Lang discover the existence of the father and son in the first place.
Yan Guogong wore black and red silk clothes, with his hands behind his back, he turned sideways and concentrated on looking at the various fragrances and powders displayed in the rouge shed, thinking about which one was more suitable for his beautiful little lady.
"Axiu wants to—"
Just as the monk was about to speak, a soft palm blocked his lips.
"Don't talk, don't look back, let's leave first."
Lin Lang whispered, tugging on his sleeve.
Although Jing Cheng didn't quite understand, he followed her obediently.
The two walked quickly through the crowded crowd, and with Yan Zhaolie attracting the Duke's attention, they were about to escape smoothly.
"Thief, catch the thief!"
There was a sudden scream, and a short, fat little woman walked past Lin Lang panting, clutching her waist.
It was as if a stone had been thrown into the calm lake, and the crowd suddenly became turbulent. Several passionate young people immediately followed the direction of the woman to chase the man in sackcloth with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
In the chaos, Lin Lang's body was pulled by a jade hook on the waist of a young man. The other man ran in a hurry, and the gauze was suddenly torn apart, revealing half of his face.
Hearing the noise, Lord Yan swept over at will, only in time to catch the figure of the other party's slender back after turning around. The woman's waist was as slender as if she had no bones, swaying gracefully like willows in the spring moon, which reminded him of his wife's graceful and graceful figure. Moving posture.
Duke Yan wanted to look away, but for some reason, he always felt that the woman's way of walking was very familiar.
Familiar with him is indistinguishable.
A certain idea suddenly became clear.
He narrowed his narrow and sharp eyes, and strode over.
Yan Zhaolie's shoulder was hit hard, he groaned inwardly, and quickly said, "Old man, where are you going? I don't have enough money with me—"
However, Duke Yan ignored him, and walked faster and faster, like a gust of wind and rain, making people panic.
Seeing this middle-aged man's face sinking into water and his aura frightening, others dodged one after another.
Far away from the assembly, the noise gradually became quieter. Not far away was a small green bamboo forest with a simple tea room where a few passers-by drank hot tea.
As if aware of someone behind him, the light yellow shadow continued to run deep into the bamboo forest.
"Shua—"
The sharp dagger came out of its sheath and was nailed straight to a pole of green bamboo.
Only an inch away from her face.
The opponent's figure paused for a moment, then continued to run.
And Yan Guogong took advantage of the short moment of stupor, leaned over suddenly, raised his hand and grabbed the brocade belt around the woman's waist, and pulled it back fiercely, the other's head hit his chest.
Seeing that the person still wanted to struggle, he sneered and lifted the stalk, and a few vermilion hairpins were also pulled away, and the hair was full of black hair hanging down like a black waterfall, scattered everywhere, making people more and more pitiful.
"Running so fast, did you see the man-eating ghost with the blue face and fangs? Huh?"
Yan Guogong reached out and pinched the opponent's chin, forcing her to turn her head. The man's fingers seemed to be a pair of iron tongs, almost crushing the bones beneath her.
"Tell me, who was that man just now?" There was deep darkness in his eyes, and he couldn't see the edge at all, and a wave of desperation surged up like a flustered tide.
Just as Lin Lang was about to open her mouth, she heard his creepy calm voice, "Those who have tried their best to let him escape must have a special place in your heart. As a husband, I am very interested. It’s a pity that he walked too fast and didn’t even see him, it’s a pity for my husband.”
Not as furious as expected, Duke Yan slowly let go of his hand after speaking. Seeing that his wife's beautiful chin was covered with fingerprints left by him, Duke Yan's eyes flashed obscurity.
Rubbing his palm, he asked, "Does it hurt?"
Lin Lang had been pinched by him a long time ago, tears welled up in her eyes, she pursed her lips, "It doesn't hurt."
Duke Yan lowered his eyes, "It's fine if it doesn't hurt."
At this time, Yan Zhaolie knocked over several stalls, and rushed over in a hurry, fearing that his liver and gallbladder would burst, and what he saw was the bloody scene of his father killing his wife, but when he looked up, Lin Lang followed Yan with his head down. Behind the Duke, there was a short distance between the two, and the atmosphere was very strange.
"It's getting late, let's go back." Yan Guogong said calmly.
Yan Zhaolie replied vaguely, and quietly went to see Lin Lang.
When passing by him, the other party also turned his face and looked at him.
With a plop, before his heart could get tense, he was stabbed bloody by the eyes full of hatred.
He froze for a moment.
She... hates him
Yan Zhaolie was shocked suddenly, did she think she was telling the truth
No, it's not him—
He wanted to explain, but Lin Lang had already followed Yan Guogong into the carriage, and stopped giving him half a look, which made him angry and wronged, and also at a loss of what to do.
Back at the Duke's mansion, the maids found that there was something wrong with the usually gluey couple. The usual wife always liked to stick to the Duke's side, almost inseparable. But now, there was almost a wide line between the two of them. galaxy.
"You go out first, there is no order from the official, so don't bother me."
Duke Yan walked into the room unhurriedly, and the maids retreated in response, and even closed the lacquered red carved door thoughtfully, leaving only the husband and wife for a while.
Sensing some kind of danger, Lin Lang couldn't help but took a half step back.
The man's eyes were indifferent, "What are you doing so far away? Can my husband eat you? Come here and change my husband's clothes."
The wife bit her lip, and bravely untied the cloak for him.
"Did he touch you?"
Yan Guogong asked coldly.
Lin Lang's hand trembled, and the cloak fell to the ground. She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and a thick black shadow lay in front of her, like a boa constrictor entrenched in a swamp. The thick snake's tail suddenly rolled up her body, with a bang, It hit the bed hard, and there was a thick layer of bedding underneath, so it wouldn't break a bone.
Even so, Lin Lang also felt dizzy and nauseated in her stomach.
Yan Guogong was standing on the edge of the bed, half of his silhouette was covered with ghostly shadows. He slowly understood and undid the red brocade belt around his waist. Under his wife's panicked eyes, ignoring her struggle, he directly tied his hands and wrapped them tightly. Tied to the head of the bed. It's a tight knot, and I can't break free at all.
"It's fine, why are you crying?" Duke Yan stared at her with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth as usual. He took off his coat, revealing his hard and firm chest, which was covered with dense scars. Like centipedes as thick as fingers, adding a bit of terrifying and chilling atmosphere.
One side of the bed collapsed. Lin Lang moved her shoulders and tried her best to go in, but her ankles were firmly grasped. Thin calluses accumulated in the palms of the man, and when they rubbed against the soft skin, they became more rough and painful. very. Yan Guogong's hand slipped into the underwear along the thin ankle bone, and the movement was extremely slow, as if the executioner's knife brushed the hair of the neck before execution.
The cold touch was on the skin, and Yan Guogong's eyes were green and cold, and he glanced at his wife's timid face, like a weak little beast who was bullied, he restrained his Adam's apple from moving, and said hoarsely, Husband will give you another chance. As long as you don't cover him, Husband will spare you this time."
"otherwise-"
He bullied himself, his tone bloody.
"For my husband, let you know what it means to have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth."
What else is it called, killing people alive.