Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Back at the admiral's mansion, Ming Lan and the little eunuchs immediately leaned forward to the table, surrounded by the plate Xuanhua sent by Gu Yunxi suspiciously.

The white noodles made of yeast are mixed with honey, cow (milk Ru) and ghee, layered and sliced ​​into square pieces, placed on an iron grate and roasted repeatedly. When the noodles are heated and expanded, they will bulge into layers of charred and crispy crust. Sprinkle almond slices on the top layer to make dough about half an inch thick.

Although the production process is time-consuming, the pastry is crisp and fragrant, exuding the sweetness of almonds and cow (milk Ru), shaped like snow, hence the name "Xuanhua Crispy".

Qin Zhong frowned, swallowing severely at the white and fragrant pastry in front of him.

"Supervisor, this snack... don't it be poisonous?" He was suspicious even though he was too greedy.

That Yunguaner, ghost, elves, male and female, and from Dongchang, can she kindly come to Xichang to give their superintendent snacks?

It's really a weasel to give a New Year greeting to the rooster.

The little **** An Hong next to Qin Zhong nodded in agreement:

"Yeah, I think there is a fraud. Even if there is no poison, there is a laxative in it! The superintendent can't eat the things sent by Dongchang!"

Minglan carefully examined the moment, and suddenly ordered: "Qin Zhong, you eat one piece first!"

"Ah? Supervisor..." Qin Zhong immediately jumped out of the table, his face (color) horrified.

"Asshole, what are you afraid of!"

Ming Lan rounded his eyes at him, angrily. Shaking his head again, he ordered An Hong:

"Xiao Anzi, eat it!"

"Supervisor, no!" An Hong shrank his neck in fright, his expression embarrassed.

"Damn waste! Give me something to eat" Ming Lan kicked over, kicking the soap boots on An Hong's (fart pi) thigh.

An Hong was helpless, the poor and stinky governor, with red eyes, took a piece of the flower cake, and tremblingly stuffed it into his mouth.

For a while, everyone held their breath, and focused on An Hong's lips that were soaked in meringue, and no one made any movement.

"...It's delicious! It's so delicious!"

After swallowing a piece of Xuanhua crisp, An Hong looked around, his eyes gleamed in surprise, and he exclaimed in intoxication and enjoyment: "Absolutely delicious dessert! Even if it is poisoned, I will recognize it!"

"Fuckless trash!" Ming Lan hugged his arms in front of (xiong), gave An Hong a look of dissatisfaction, and cursed fiercely.

After waiting patiently for a moment, An Hong was still alive, and there was no strange feeling in his stomach, Ming Lan was relieved.

Raising a loud slap fan on Qin Zhong's face, Ming Lan angrily rebuked him:

"You are greedy for life and fear of death, what is the use of the Governor to support you!"

"Supervisor, spare your life!"

Qin Zhong knelt on the ground and kowtowed his head vigorously, then moved up, grabbed the palm of Minglan Fan and stroked it gently, begging for mercy.

"Isn't your subordinates reluctant to leave the overseer? The subordinates have to keep their little life by the overlord's side as a cow and a horse to serve the overlord. Overlord, you forgive me..."

"Huh! Asshole..." Ming Lan turned his anger into joy, giving Qin Zhong a vain look.

An Hong wiped his mouth, looked at Minglan and asked:

"Supervisor, how did Father Leng of Dongchang remember that his apprentice sent you something?"

"Two possibilities: First, the Governor sent Yunguan'er jewelry during the Double Ninth Festival, deliberately testing her identity. Father Leng saw that things were defeated (exposed), so he sent her to show his good. Second, the appointment tonight is a trap. ."

Ming Lan narrowed his eyes sharply, and said in one breath.

"Are you going to Qingfeng Temple tonight?"

"Go! Naturally going!"

Minglan has a firm attitude: "This governor is now the same rank as Lord Leng, and he dared not blatantly calculate the governor! The big deal is that he was brought into the palace, and the governor happened to expose him to the emperor for hiding the tribute daughter!"

"But, that

Li is really haunted..." said a little **** next to An Hong, his expression looking terrified.

Minglan smiled disdainfully:

"You also believe in market rumors? Qingfeng Temple is a long-abandoned temple. Occasionally, there are beggars who settle down. In order to prevent the site from being taken, they have to make up idiots to bluff others, so that future generations will be rumored. By using her mouth, you can unearth evidence to bring down the Dongchang admiral."

Once Leng Qingtang falls, his Dongchang and Jinyiwei will be under the command of our Xichang

Minglan thought about beautiful things secretly, and his red lips immediately pulled out an evil arc.

Qin Zhong volunteered: "Supervisor, I will bring a few brothers with you tonight."

Minglan smiled wickedly, grabbed Qin Zhong, and told him a code word that only the two of them understood:

"Regardless of whether there is fraud or not, take those two things first. Tonight, the governor... first unlock the secrets of Xiaoyun Guaner's body..."

"Yes!" Qin Zhong smiled flatteringly and curiously: "The subordinates will prepare..."

After Gu Yunxi's carriage left Langtian Alley, it ran towards the East Factory.

Sitting in the bumpy car, Gu Yunxi felt that his (body shen) body seemed to be empty (tuo).

It can be regarded as showing off Ming Lan's pale awl face!

Thinking of him being frivolity just now, she nauseously took out a handkerchief and wiped the wrists pulled by him (强qiang) and the ears sprayed by the heat from his mouth.

Turning the street again, a black shadow jumped onto the carriage and stepped into the car.

Gu Yunxi screamed. Sun Bing next to him was calm, his eyes lowered and his head bowed, and he said respectfully to the person wearing the hat: "Supervisor."

Gu Yunxi was stunned.

"Girl, don't be afraid! It's me."

A familiar voice. After he took off the big hat, and removed the gray false eyebrows and the false beard on the chin, she recognized that he was Leng Qingtang, her superintendent.

No wonder, this kind of disguise plus the gray (color) dull coarse cloth, even if she walks across the street, she will never recognize him.

"Supervisor!" She was surprised and happy, calling out to him excitedly.

Regardless of Sun Bing's presence, he stretched out his arms and instantly fished her into his arms, gently comforting: "Thanks for your hard work, you have done a great job!"

Across each other's clothes, Gu Yunxi could clearly feel the warmth of the governor's body. Taking advantage of the situation, she lay down obediently in front of his solid (chest xiong), and was hugged by him. Her body slowly became lighter, as if it turned into a feather.

Leng Qingtang held her wrist that had been severely grasped by Ming Lan, and gently rolled up the sleeves of her wing.

On the snow-white jade-run skin, the imprint of the five-finger ring grip is particularly eye-catching, and the color is red and blue, showing signs of blood stasis.

Suddenly, Leng Qingtang's face was covered with dark clouds, and his eyes were like lightning that opened the night. The coldness was frightening.

"Does it hurt?" Frost's face was covered with tenderness, he asked with pity.

Gu Yunxi's head was pierced in front of the governor (chest xiong), and the moving warm current surged into his heart.

The governor didn't lie to her, he just kept guarding her in the dark. Otherwise, he would never know that she was being harassed by Ming Lan, and would accurately find out her injured wrist.

Leng Qingtang looked down at her, lingering affection between her brows and eyes. The lips fell slightly, leaving a light (kiss wen) between her forehead.

His body shook suddenly, his eyes turned to the superintendent in amazement, his smile was light and gentle.

Gu Yunxi lowered his head in embarrassment, his cheeks were dyed with clouds.

The governor just... kissed her

At this moment, the crisp and warm touch on her forehead still made her beating heart feel tense and sweet.

The governor's soft big hand stroked her head, allowing her to continue to snuggle in his arms.

Sun Bing, who is also in Che Yuli, has long been wisely transformed into a piece of wood, with low eyebrows and happy eyes.

Turn a blind eye to the beauty.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is in the sky.

A horse-drawn carriage drove out of the Xichang admiral's residence, and its wheels ran over the gray gravel in the night (color), and headed to Qingfeng Temple north of the capital.

It is too early to the agreed time.

Minglan was sitting in the car, applying cream to the makeup mirror leisurely, and then rubbing perfume on his neck and back of hands.

Tonight is the first tryst between him and Xiaoyun Guan'er, so he should pay attention to his own image.

Qin Zhong held a makeup mirror eagerly next to him, and when he saw that face that had been retouched to be more enchanting, he praised:

"The governor is the most beautiful. Compared to you, Father Leng is old and ugly. Once tonight, Yun Guan'er promises to remember the governor. Your subordinates congratulate the governor. You have taken a beautiful body and won a beautiful woman. heart of."

Ming Lan squinted and snorted, stroked the ink hair on the temples, and said softly and sternly: "Who knows if her body has long been cheaper than her master!"

Qin Zhong knew that the flattery was not in place, his expression was frozen, and he changed the topic:

"Supervisor, don't worry. In the afternoon, I will send someone to Qingfeng Temple to step on it. I am most afraid that the people from Dongchang will lay an ambush. Up to now, no abnormal news has been sent back there, so I must be fine."

"Anyway, don't be careless. After meeting that little hoof, we will play tricks again, we will directly tie her back to the house, and train her well..."

During the dialogue, the two of them simultaneously imagined a more evil scene, and couldn't help laughing wantonly.

Halfway through the journey.

The scent of flowers wafted in, and patches of red (colored) petals flew in through the windward curtain of the car, and fell on Minglan's clothes.

He casually opened the screen curtain of the side window and pointed out, and saw tall and strong manglietia trees planted on both sides of the street. The flowering period in late autumn was flourishing, and the tree was full of demon red. When the wind passed, the petals danced like rain in the night sky, and the scenery (color) was spectacular.

Sniffing the scent of manglietia, Minglan felt her temples tighten for a while and her head was a little groggy. After a chill, he withdrew his head into the car, subconsciously tightened Qiu Luo on his body, and secretly said:

Strange, how did the night get so cold before early winter?

After another moment, Qingfeng Temple is here!

Minglan got out of the carriage with Qin Zhong, and the ten guards who were accompanying him stood at attention behind the governor with the wind lanterns.

Minglan looked at the surroundings, then bowed her head forward, vaguely seeing the rolling mountains not far away.

Located at the foot of the mountain, Qingfeng Temple is a large temple with turmeric courtyard walls and green ash ridges.

The incense here once thrived, attracting countless good men and women to worship here. Later, Emperor Xiao began to advocate Taoism, the altar of Daxing Taoist Temple, and Qingfeng Temple were defeated.

Most of the outer layer of the courtyard wall where the view can be seen peeled off, revealing the uneven and damaged square bricks inside the wall. In the hazy night fog, this ancient temple, enclosed in thick dust and dense cobwebs, has an extraordinarily weirdness and entanglement, and every corner seeps with gloomy energy.

Under the **** of the dark guard, Minglan walked through the weedy moss path in the bleak moonlight, walking cautiously step by step into the temple with his back and his back.

Qin Zhong pulled out the sword he was carrying, and guarded him tightly.

A group of dark shadows rushed toward him, and a cold light in the team blew away, and the dark shadow fell at Qin Zhong's feet.

It turned out to be an owl.

There were a few more nightbirds whirring around, sharp and piercing, adding some desolation to midnight.

Qin Zhong stared at the corpse of the owl that had been beheaded by himself, then looked around vigilantly, and whispered to the secret guards:

"Take care of the superintendent! Watch out for ambushes!"

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