drunk red

Wandering in his heart, and what's worse, he now feels full of anxiety and fear, thinking of the child left alone in the room, he can't wait to fly over to see him immediately.

Although Xue Wanyi was not satisfied with this solution, she couldn't think of a better one for a while, and walked behind him full of thoughts.

When she came to the intersection that was about to fork, Xue Wanyi hesitated a few times and asked, "Has Xiaojia slept yet?"

Tang Ziao was stunned before replying: "I didn't sleep when I came out, and today I have been making a fuss all afternoon, and Shi Lei and the others have had diarrhea for a long time. I was still studying the prescription carefully just now, what's wrong?" At that time, Tang Ziao unconsciously showed a little pampering and connivance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Xue Wanyi's tense expression relaxed a lot when she heard the words, she smiled slightly and said, "I'll go and see him, I feel a little uneasy right now."

"Okay." Tang Ziao understood her feelings, and he also felt his heart hang at this moment.

The two walked in tandem, and when they turned the corner, they both smiled knowingly when they saw the hut still glowing with warm yellow light.

But before taking two steps, Tang Ziao froze, stood on the spot, stopped, his face turned pale in an instant, staring at the flickering candlelight window, the figure sitting there disappeared, and, he felt There is no human breath here.

Xue Wanyi walked two steps and found Tang Ziao stopped, turned her head and looked at him suspiciously, her expression changed accordingly, her lips trembled, and she asked tremblingly, "What's wrong?"

Tang Ziao didn't bother to answer her, he walked a few steps and pushed open the door violently.

The inside was empty, and a bone-piercing chill pierced into Tang Ziao's body, making it almost impossible for him to suppress the trembling of his teeth.The medical book was still open there, and on the rice paper spread out next to it, were several key points copied by Tang Qianjia Qingli's regular script. On the last word, a drop of thick ink was smudged, and the brush rolled down onto it. Next to it, let the paperweight block it from falling to the ground.

"Where's Xiaojia?" Xue Wanyi's voice was sharp and piercing.

Tang Ziao closed his eyes and couldn't say a word. In his head, when he was about to leave, the child smiled brightly at him, and his clear voice still echoed in his ears: "Well, go, go, go... "

"Where's Xiaojia?" Xue Wanyi fell limply on the ground and asked again.

Tang Ziao walked out of the house, jumped on a tree, looked around, and when he saw a corner, he hurried over. A man in black night clothes lay down on the ground with a calm expression, his breathing was steady and normal, and he looked As if falling asleep, Tang Ziao squatted down and touched the back of his neck. A cold and hard object pierced his spine. Turning him over, Tang Ziao carefully pulled out the silver needle and put it in his nose. After sniffing, frowning, it turned out to be Kwai Ma Luo, a top-notch drug that instantly caused people to be in a hallucination, unconscious of everything around them, and fell asleep on the ground half a quarter of an hour later, and woke up after twelve hours of sleep Come on, I don't have any impression. This kind of drug is rare in the world because of the rare raw materials. If Tang Mingxuan hadn't obtained some in the early years for Tang Ziao to identify, he would not have known such a thing existed. Not to mention the hidden guard, even he might not be able to resist. He looked around, and the small rockery in range was dark and gray in the night.

After staring at it for a while, he walked back holding the silver needle. Xue Wanyi stumbled out and grabbed his collar: "Where's Xiaojia?"

"He was taken away."

Pa... Xue Wanyi slapped her: "How did you take care of it?"

Tang Zi was silent, the sorrow in his eyes was no less than hers, his cold and resolute face was turned sideways to look into the distance, in the night, it was so fragile that it seemed unbearable to touch, Xue Wanyi's long-suppressed tears finally fell out , she shook her head: "Sorry, I..."

"I know, don't need to say more, you take care of yourself, I can't be distracted." Tang Ziao said, and hurried outside.

Xue Wanyi didn't care about etiquette any more, she knelt down on the ground crying loudly, beating her thighs non-stop.What right did she have to blame Tang Ziao for not taking good care of Xiao Jia? The reason for this was not because of the Xue family that caused the child to be plundered.

When Xue Wanyi cried for the last time and couldn't see anything clearly, the moon had already risen above her head, and the faint light shone on the ground, soft and cold.She looked up at the dizzy bright thing, got up from the ground, rubbed her numb knees, walked into Tang Ziao's room with difficulty, sat at the table, gently stroked the piece of rice paper, The clear and beautiful block letters are just like Xiao Jia's, beautiful and delicate, but the naughty curls at the end of each word are like Xiao Jia's temperament.With tears in her eyes, Xue Wanyi stroked those words over and over again: "It would be great if my mother's death could bring back your safety!" She murmured.

old friend appears

When Tang Qianjia woke up in a daze, she habitually wanted to lean to the side, and then snuggled into that familiar embrace, but when he turned around, his whole body was limp and weak. Just moving his arms exhausted all his strength. strength.Slowly opening her eyes, raising her head, seeing the gorgeous and complicated roof, and the soft smoke, Qian Jia's black eyes flashed, and her eyes began to look around anxiously.

This is not the Tang Mansion.

After waiting for a while, the strength turned around slowly, he propped himself up and sat up, frowned and looked at the clothes on his body, the bright red ones were like the ones worn in Qiya Building, extremely extravagant Cut and embroidered, water-soft satin.

The most important thing is the feeling of nothing inside, which makes him feel very, very bad.

He grabbed the skirts on both sides and gathered them inward, fastened his belt tightly, and wrapped it tightly, then put on his shoes and came to the door.

Gently opened the door, no surprise, it was locked from the outside, sighed, he sat back at the table in frustration, sat there for a while, pulled out the layer of red bed sheet that was pressed underneath, and then The teeth and the table legs are used together, and they are torn into square pieces of cloth, which are spread on the table.

Then he studied the solidified ink carefully. There was no writing brush on the table. He rolled his eyes, put his index finger in it, soaked some ink, tightened his face, pursed his lips, and wrote seriously on the white cloth. Start writing.

While writing, he was muttering something.

After finishing writing, he let out a long breath, washed his hands, lay back on the bed, hummed a ditty, shook his head from time to time, half-closed his eyes, and looked intoxicated, but he was thin and thin, Wearing that red and bright clothes on her body, she became a mock-up of pretending to be a son-in-law who went to prostitutes but might be prostituted by others. It made people want to laugh but was reluctant to look away.

When the door was pushed open from the outside, Tang Qianjia didn't look back, nor did he show any surprise or panic. He was still humming, and his right hand was still beating rhythmically on his thigh, cooperating with the tune.

As the footsteps approached, the man had already come behind him, and he just reached the end of his singing, lingering and mournful, with a low sigh, ending with a trill.The man just walked in front of him, Qian Jia opened her bright eyes, slightly curved her mouth, and smiled happily: "Boss Su, you are here!"

Su Jie raised his eyebrows, apparently curious about his reaction, even though he wasn't a child who was always blaming himself for everything, but he didn't feel any panic or uneasiness when he was arrested here.As soon as Tang Qianjia woke up, he observed him from the outside, and saw that he showed nothing except the initial surprise. He was as rude as himself, and wrote a lot of things by referring to the pen.

Su Jie went to the bed and sat down, still in that intimate and loving manner: "How do you know it's mine?"

"Well, you can tell it's the boss just by looking at the decoration here. It's similar to the hut I lived in before. It's all this dazzling red color with complicated patterns."

"smart kid."

"Thank you Boss Su for the compliment."

Su Jie raised his hand, touched Qian Jia's face, and frowned slightly: "If you don't continue to take the medicine, the outline of the face will grow out, so it won't be pretty anymore, what should I do, Hong Yi? "

He is in his 30s, and there are already fine lines at the corners of his eyes, but when he frowns like this, he still has a feeling of pity and charm.

Qian Jia gave him a big smile: "Boss Su, do you mean that the red dress is not beautiful now?" He pouted in dissatisfaction after finishing speaking.

"Where is there, Hongyi is the most beautiful child among the children I have taught over the years, but it would be great if he could persist in taking that medicine. It's a pity, after another three to five years, the mustache will grow out When you come out, let me see what you do?"

"It's okay, my father raised me." Tang Qianjia puffed out her chest and patted it on.

"Oh, that useless man who lost you twice." Su Jie smiled ironically.

"At any rate, he is a man, but he is no better than some people. He will never be a man for the rest of his life." Qian Jia looked Su Jie up and down, grinning, her face was silly and pure, but the words she said were Nothing simple.

Su Jie's face changed suddenly, and he raised his palm and slapped him fiercely, but today's Tang Qianjia was no longer the red dress of yesterday. He lowered his head, then turned his waist, and took advantage of the moment Su Jie leaned over to hit him in the face. Up, with a crisp sound.

Years of physical training and swordsmanship are not useless, Qian Jia quickly jumped off the bed, stood by the table with bare feet, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Boss Su, I have formed a habit of practicing swords all these years. I will always fight back against things that are stabbed or punched. Boss Su, please spare Hongyi, Hongyi didn’t mean it