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Chapter Nineteen

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    Wan Yao was not sure what kind of measure Xiang Huan meant by "there is a way", and even worried about Wan Yan for a while.

    Luckily, the old father has seen that there is no serious problem recently, his basic necessities of life are quite normal, and there is no abnormality in his body, so she reluctantly feels relieved.

    ? Wait until the tenth day of July.

    Today's weather is good, it is a clear and cloudless sunny day.

    As usual, Wan Jing took the time to open the gate of the workshop to get on the sedan chair and enter the palace to attend the court. His official uniform was neatly arranged, and there was nothing wrong with it from top to bottom.  Be strict with yourself, and then be strict with others.

    After seeing off his father, Wanyao sat by the window, resting his chin in a daze.

    In fact, she didn't just believe that, Xiang Huan would keep this matter in mind.  He loves to play and has a great forgetfulness. Sometimes if he encounters other things that arouse his interest-such as fighting, it is not impossible to throw a temple fair into the sky.

    So when the time passed, she didn't wait any longer, opened the drawer to find out the commonly used medical books and pigskin figurines, and practiced seriously with the light from the window.

    The wind in midsummer is the most extravagant. Occasionally, the small bamboo forest in the courtyard will rustle.

    The sunlight casts the shadow of the tree on the pages of her book, and the golden yellow and the gray are intertwined.

    There are many needle groups, and the twelve original acupoints are gradually formed under the light and shadow.

    Suddenly, a pebble bounced into sight, leaving behind some fertile sand along the way.

    Wan Yao suddenly regained consciousness from her concentration, holding the needle, and turned her head to look where she came from.

    The morning light reflected a flying and clear face. There seemed to be waves surging in the obsidian-like star eyes, and an inconspicuous canine tooth was exposed under the lips, and he smiled wantonly.

    When she looked over, she was in a trance for a moment.

    Xiang Huan leaned over the window and snapped his fingers, as if he was dissatisfied with her unhurried attitude.

    "Why are you in a daze? Don't say you forgot what you're going to do today."

    Just as he finished speaking, a big head poked out from behind, and Yu Fei greeted shamelessly and warmly: "Miss Wan, we are here to pick you up!"

    Xiang Huan frowned and pushed his head back, "Who let you in?"

    "Aren't I afraid that it will be difficult for you to deal with it alone?"

    However, Yu Wenjun was not as big-hearted as the two of them. He knew that it was unreasonable to enter the girl's boudoir, so he just waited outside the mansion.

    Happiness came too suddenly, Wanyao's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly left a bunch of guys behind and got up, "Wait a minute, I'll tidy up for a while."

    "Do you still want to clean up?"

    "Find some money and ointment for later use." Wan Yao explained.

    When Xiang Huan saw the stall she had set up, he poked his hand out to get it.

    Facing him was a villain full of needles, with no face, no clothes, and a dead body, but he couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

    He felt a little apprehensive.

    "Not at all."

    "It's just that you're half a quarter late, so why don't you stab me with this thing?"

    Wanyao had finished filling the purse, and after hearing the words, he took a few steps to snatch it back into his hand. Seeing that the thing was still intact, he stared at him speechlessly: "What are you thinking, this is for me to practice acupuncture."

    "It's not reliable to use this thing." Xiang Huan looked very generous, "I'll find a live person to practice for you tomorrow, right, Ah Fei?"

    Yu Fei was caught by his raised eyebrows, bared his teeth in a low voice and said, "It's a fart, I'm used to using my brother to sell favors to you!"

    A month ago, I reasoned with you carefully, and you still had a thick neck with envy.

    Overturned the window, and then overturned the wall.  Anyway, there is always no ordinary way to follow them.

    There are three horses in the alley, and Yu Wenjun has been waiting for a long time.

    Wanyao doesn't know how to fly over walls, and his wall-climbing skills are very unfamiliar. Sitting on the top of the wall, he feels vaguely afraid of heights.  Xiang Huan had landed on the ground neatly, looked around, thought she was slow, so he simply jumped back, grabbed her waist, and brought the two of them onto the horse's back firmly.

    "Set off!"

    He is in high spirits.

    The Northwest Huihe horse with pure black fur was tall and strong, Xiang Huan was reluctant to whip, so he just lifted his foot to clamp the horse's belly, and led Wanyao out from the narrow alley.

    Following closely behind were two of the same steeds, several young officers of the Great Wei who had no rules galloped through the city.

    The few apricot trees on the wall of shopkeeper Gong's courtyard were beaten to pieces by them, and they stood angrily at the door, daring not to speak out.

    Wan Yao picked up his shirt, looked back from Xiang Huan's shoulder, and finally remembered what she should worry about: "But my father will go home in a while."

    "you putWent to the market.

    The temple fair in Wuliang Mountain is really a place that everyone in the capital yearns for.

    There are no dragon and lion dances in the usual temple fairs. Those who show up in the city are all masked gods and arhats. They are carried by several people on hard wooden boards, and they dance knives and guns fiercely on it.

    The stalls on the street sell snacks, swords, and rare things that are rare in the north and south¡ªmost of them are things that were snatched from nearby tiger and leopard riding expeditions. Occasionally, if you look carefully, the stall owner or buyer may be still serving in the camp.  soldiers.

    The two look at each other, and it is not always possible to meet the same Wu eating.

    Xiang Huan bought a bag of rock candy red bayberries for Wan Yao to eat. After wandering around for a long time, he saw something and happily pulled her, "Go! Let's play this game!"

    Yu Wenjun followed not far behind, and wanted to stop him when he saw this, but he moved too fast and dragged him into the store in a blink of an eye, so he had to ask Yu Fei worriedly:

    "It's not appropriate to bring a girl into a gambling house, is it?"

    "Never mind him." He didn't care, "Come out and play, let's go, let's go together!"

    In the casino, there are three schools and nine schools, crowded with people, pushing Pai Gow in the distance, and throwing dice in the near, the ups and downs are full of crisp sounds, intertwined with a standard smoky atmosphere.

    The size of the town is small, and the venues are therefore limited, but it does not prevent gamblers from having fun.  The owner of the store set up three or four gambling tables with different ways of playing, but Xiang Huan prefers the simple and rude one that loses money the fastest - dice.

    This is his other hobby besides drinking and fighting.

    Three of the four characteristics of Chang'an dudes already account for three. Thinking about it this way, Wanyao can also understand why his father always dislikes him so much.

    In front of the table and behind the table, the dice were shaking wildly. Xiang Huan placed his bet amidst the croupier's yelling. After half an hour, the win and loss were mixed, but he was still very excited.  A big kid with no heart.

    Wanyao just watched carefully and quietly from the sidelines. Yu Wenjun probably said a few words from time to time because he was afraid of her embarrassment.

    "Can Miss Wan play dice?"

    She replied honestly: "I understand a little bit."

    "Actually, this cup shaker also pays attention to skill, for example, the speed and angle of the cup shaking" Xiang Huan only cared about playing by himself, he had no choice but to help ease the aura.

    Just as he was speaking, the gambler at the table was suddenly pushed away with one hand, and the visitor slapped his waist knife aggressively.

    "Xiang Huan, I want to bet with you!"

    Those who play here have a very tacit understanding of not showing their faces and names, but the other party is a wonderful flower. He put all those taboos behind him on the stage and took off his mask all at once.

    With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face, King Kong was staring at him angrily at the moment.

    Yes, I know him, a partial general who the Tiger and Leopard Cavaliers didn't deal with, has never won a fight against him, so he can only chew his tongue behind his back to get his mouth full. This unpleasant resentment should have been accumulated for more than a day or two.

    Xiang Huan put away the joy of playing earlier, his smile remained on his lips, the arc remained unchanged but gradually became colder, he straightened up and looked at him contemptuously.

    "Bet with me? All right." He put the bet money on the table, put his hands in his arms, and nodded lazily, "How do you want to bet?"

    "Just bet on the dice, we will win three games out of five!"

    Xiang Huanlue lowered his eyes and paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows without any objection: "What about Caitou?"

    Pianjiang looked at him viciously, and suddenly reached out his hand to take out an ancient and delicate knife from his pocket.

    He snorted coldly, "If I lose, I will give you this knife!"

    The eyes of the three people present brightened at the same time. It was awarded by Ji Changchuan. Almost all the people in the barracks were envious of the waist knife of the former famous general.

    Xiang Huan exercised his muscles and bones, and raised the corners of his lips with certainty, "Okay, that's the deal!"

    "Wait¡ªdon't be too happy." Pian Jiang raised his hand to interrupt, "Where's your bet?"

    "You can take all the money here."

    He took a sip, "Is my good knife worth so much money?"

    Xiang Huan was impatient, "Then what do you want?"

    Pianjiang also seemed to hesitate for a while, and then his mind moved slightly, purely wanting to disgust him.  So he stretched out his index finger, pointed at the tip of Xiang Huan's nose, then swiped it diagonally, and landed on Wanyao's body.

    "I want this woman from your family." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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