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The palace boots stepped on the snow, passing by silently.
Fu Benan couldn't help but walk very fast.
After the third watch, it was already entering the second half of the night, and the wind and snow were getting stronger. He did not carry a lantern and walked alone in the deserted alley in the cold night.
Wa City was getting closer, and he could already see the street intersection in the haze.
Fu Bainan walked a few steps quickly, and in the silence, something suddenly came out of the air and scratched his cheek. This sudden incident was completely unexpected, and he could barely avoid it, but two or three more came from everywhere.
Without stopping, Fu Bainan quickly turned into the narrow alley next to him, whipped out the steel whip from his waist, and flicked the tail of the whip to create a curtain of snow.
The steel whip reflected light and collided with foreign objects.
He retreated and fought at the same time. He kept moving, and rushed into the snow curtain like someone dropping dumplings. The snow was rising and falling, and there were five broken arrows and three figures on the ground.
These people can¡¯t even survive his ten moves.
Fu Benan retracted his whip and leapt up to the eaves, chasing the fleeing man in black for several feet, swiping his whip through the air. The man turned around and swung his sword to block, releasing and retracting the steel whip, and Fu Benan let go of the steel whip.
The other party seemed surprised and paused for a moment.
In this instant, Fu Bainan waved his left hand fiercely in his sleeve. After a very light "chi" sound, the man screamed and fell on the eaves, and the snow on the house fell rustlingly.
Fu Bainan walked over and took the steel whip back to his waist, lifted up the man's collar, put away the thin blade and jumped off the eaves, threw the man to the ground, and said calmly to the late-arriving factory guard: "Jin Yiwei will never look down upon him like this. I, the governor, must not be one of theirs, so I will take him back and examine him clearly."
The factory guard picked up the man and took the order and left.
Fu Bainan stood silently in the deserted alley for a while, until everything around him was silent for a long time, then he gritted his teeth and slowly exhaled.
He picked up his steps and walked towards Wa City.
There were two or three spots of blood on the snow where he stood behind him.
The lights are still on in Bai Yinyan's room.
Knowing this, Fu Bainan stood in the courtyard and let out a long and silent breath.
He stood there a little loosely, looking at the unstable glimmer of light, and gradually fell into a trance.
No one bothered him, and Fu Benan had no intention of going in. He jumped over the wall into the courtyard, and as long as she didn't knock the door, she wouldn't notice he was here.
He just stared blankly.
After a moment, he slowly raised his hand and lightly touched the soft window paper with his fingertips.
The window paper is warm, so the inside of the window must also be warm.
The glimmer of light shines through, and the pale color touches the thousands of branches. The dead bones are inserted deep into the soil, and they pick up the faint flowers under the moon.
The heat from the fierce battle had been exhausted, and the snow splashing on his body melted into his clothes. Except for his fingertips, Fu Bainan's whole body was cold.
The sky and the earth are silent, and time has long forgotten to walk.
I don¡¯t know when the snow stopped.
Fu Bainan retracted his hand and made a fist. The fingertips in his palm felt hot due to the coldness.
He lowered his eyebrows and his throat slid.
Bai Yinyan opened the window and opened the door early in the morning, raised the window, and saw the courtyard filled with white snow. There were three spots of blood under the eaves and two footprints.
When she silently agreed, she swept away the traces along with the falling snow.
Fu Benan arrived at Dongchang very early that day.
He looked very poor, showing signs of sleep deprivation and blood loss, but everyone could tell that he was in a good mood.
The boss¡¯s mood is good enough that his subordinates can see it, and this is the day when he can be rewarded.
As he entered the factory, Fu Mi and Fu An hurried over to greet him. Fu Jiu, who usually didn't talk much, also said a few words.
Several people walked all the way past the screen wall to the factory prison in the next courtyard. When they arrived at the door, they saw two gatekeepers playing chess on a small table. Fu Si stood on the side with his hands behind his back and watched.
When the three of them saw Fu Benan coming over, they quickly wiped the chess game and stood up. He stretched out his hand to signal to sit back.
"Go on. Fu Si."
The two gatekeepers sat down. One of them was obviously unhappy. He was five or six steps away from winning the missed round.
Fu Si responded and followed him into jail. Without waiting for Fu Benan to ask him, he said: "Master, the man asked yesterday for the reason. He is a killer, and he was hired by several sixth-rank officials from Yushitai."
Fu Bonan sneered: "Idiot. Capture those sesame officials and the others."
Fu Si hesitated and said: "But Master, one of them is a close disciple of Xu Xian. If he does this, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
Fu Benan said: "I know it well." He tilted his head and said: "Xiaojiu, call on Twelve and Thirteen, mobilize more manpower, and patrol more strictly around the factory. Whenever something comes out in recent days, we will not suppress it but suppress it. We must let them go." itOK.
The two of them walked from early morning to nearly noon, arriving at the foot of Sheshan Mountain in the northern suburbs of the city. The entire mountain is a royal garden, with the imperial guards keeping watch, and the ancestors of the Xia family from the past sleep in the south.
Fu Bainan took her around the mountain without using his belt. Walking to the back mountain, the two of them walked further and further. Two moments later, a large mausoleum appeared in the distance.
Bai Yinyan lifted her skirt and walked up a flight of stone steps, yawning as she took a breath. Seeing Fu Bonan looking at her, he smiled and said, "I haven't had tea all morning. I'm not used to it." She asked casually, "Who are we going to visit?"
Fu Bainan was silent.
After walking for a while, he whispered: "My adoptive father."
"Huh?" Bai Yinyan paused, "This is the Royal Cemetery, right?"
Fu Bainan said with some solemnity: "I buried my father according to the clan system and did not violate the system."
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Bai Yinyan was silent for a moment, couldn't help laughing, and sighed while laughing.
Fu Bonan glanced at her, lowered his head and pursed his lips.
The two of them walked all the way up the mountainside. Bai Yinyan stepped on a live stone and slipped. Fu Benan helped her without even thinking.
The two hands quickly clasped together, and his whole body tensed up, wanting to pull away immediately.
Bai Yinyan suddenly said: "Fu Bainan, my shoes seem to be torn."
She raised her eyes to meet his gaze and said with a sly smile: "I didn't expect to walk this way today and wear embroidered shoes." She looked at his stiff face and added coolly: "My feet hurt a little too."
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After all, Fu Bainan still couldn¡¯t pull out his hand.
The two walked one after another for a while, and the tomb was right in front. Fu Benan lowered his head and looked at the road, and suddenly whispered: "You can wait for me here."
Bai Yinyan raised her skirt and walked up the stairs, her tone unchanged: "Can you allow me to offer you a toast later?" She tilted her head and said, "Soju."
Bai Yinyan felt the hand he was holding tighten.
She looked up at him.
Fu Benan seemed to have something to say. Just as he opened his mouth, his expression suddenly changed, and he loosened his hand holding her.
Bai Yinyan followed his gaze and looked over, his face darkened, and he quickly followed Fu Bainan. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com