Emperor Jin

Chapter 71
Bao Jin was startled, and stared at the river bank intently, only to see that the woman was wearing casual clothes, hiding in the crowd, she was inconspicuous, but her plain white face, seen in the lights and shadows, was shocking!

"what happened?"

Seeing her dazed in a daze, the emperor couldn't help but give her a hand. Baojin turned around as if waking up from a dream, and said in shame, "I'm sorry..."

The emperor saw that her expression was not right, and was about to ask carefully, but it happened that there was a crowd of people coming up and down the bridge, and the two made a mistake. Baojin didn't know whether she was frightened or something, but let go of her hand, and the two were squeezed It was more than ten feet away.

The lanterns were shining brightly, and everyone happily arrived at the center of the arch bridge. After the commotion, the emperor looked anxiously, but Baojin suddenly disappeared!
At this time, there were crowds of people on both sides of the strait, women with hairpins and snow willows everywhere, and some noble officials and family members, with plum blossom-shaped gold tines pasted on their faces, and veiled hats. .

In the harsh night wind, a tiny figure was running in the shadows, and after a while, he found his target in front of him.

The Southern Tang woman mingled silently in the crowd, walked to the entrance of the alley, and was about to walk in, but a warning sign suddenly appeared in her heart!
Unexpectedly, she dodged to avoid the two dots of silver light in the darkness, reached out to catch them, and held them carefully in front of her eyes, her expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help sneering: "Is it the imperial court's eagle dog? You have found it." !"

She turned around and took a deep breath——

"It's you!"

At the entrance of the dark alley, the clear light of the moonlight was dim and silent. The girl was dressed in snow, standing leisurely in the midst of it. The night wind rolled up her robe and floated out of the dust. —

It was actually the little court lady who was kidnapped by her "ally" on the day of the assassination banquet!

At this moment, the little palace maid's eyes were cold and solemn, and her mannerisms were dignified and noble. That day's drooping head and brows, weak and powerless, seemed to be a dream.

"So it's you! Unexpectedly, the master who really hides his secrets is actually by the emperor's side!"

The Southern Tang woman smiled angrily, and stretched out her long sword from her waist—a stream of snow blades, like the boundless anger of winter snow pressing down on the eaves.

The third silver needle in Baojin's hand shot out, Xueren rolled up the boundless sword intent, trying to sweep it away.

However, the needle was as sharp as a light, and it easily broke through a gap in the Gang Qi. The Nantang woman was shocked and retreated quickly.

"You have such martial arts, why are you willing to bow down to the side of the Hunjun?!"

She whispered unwillingly, Bao Jin smiled and did not answer, the light in his eyes flashed, he waved his hand, and the silver needle turned back obliquely and returned to her hand.

"Your assassination this time... is really vigorous, anticlimactic!"

Bao Jin smiled leisurely.

The Southern Tang woman gritted her teeth and didn't answer, then fled back.

At this time, the water on both sides of the bank was rippling, and even though it was late at night, the number of tourists had not decreased slightly. She ran out for a long time in one breath like a fish among the crowd, and then looked back - only to see the hazy figure of the maid in snow clothes, riding The moonlight soared, approaching without making a sound!
Bao Jin quietly pressed against her back, the woman gave a wry smile, but stopped running away.

"I'm not as skilled as you, so I have no choice but to back away, but why do you press so hard—do you have to take my head to ask for a reward?"

Bao Jin smiled when she heard the words, and affectionately stepped forward to hold her jade arms—from outsiders' perspective, it looked like a pair of sisters strolling together.

"How are you doing?"

"It's not so good... If you go to ask for a reward, you won't be able to sell it for a lot of money."
Bao Jin smiled softly, but there was a calm light in his eyes, "I want to see your master."

"wishful thinking."

"What about this?"

Baojin untied a small seal with a colored ribbon from the deep part of the skirt, dipped a little cinnabar from the lamp stand, and imprinted it on her sleeve involuntarily.

Borrowed by the bright light of the lantern, on the soft sleeves of the women in the Southern Tang Dynasty, there are four characters of "Qianqiu Baojin".

"Could it be... the seal of the previous dynasty?!"

The woman's wrist trembled, crumbs of cinnabar actually stained Baojin's wide sleeve.

"Exactly, the style in the hands of your Tang king should be similar to it."

Bao Jin smiled slightly, but then his face became serious——

"The owner of the seal, is he qualified enough to have a meeting with your head..."

The Southern Tang woman's complexion changed drastically, and she said in a trembling voice: "Does the royal family still have descendants?"

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The emperor waited for the crowd to cross the bridge, but he could no longer find Baojin. He was anxious and ordered the guards who followed him to search along the bank.

Since ancient times, the lamp market has been the easiest place to get lost, and there are even first-class black-hearted and malicious ones who specialize in robbing women from good families and selling them into the place of fireworks.

Several people searched the shore for a while, but there was still no one. Half an hour passed quickly, and the emperor was furious. He was about to order someone to mobilize Jing Zhaoyin's men, but he heard a guard pointing at the bridge, surprised He added: "Please look, Your Majesty!"

I saw the bright moon like frost, the clear waves shimmering, suddenly looking back, that person was there, in the dimly lit place——in the shadow by the bridge, the one who was wandering and raising his head, wasn't it the delicate and beautiful lady?

He walked up to him quickly, and said angrily, "Where have you been?!"

Baojin twisted the sleeve in his hand uneasily, it was bright red, shocking, the emperor thought it was blood, but when he took a closer look, he found it was a cinnabar stain, he couldn't help being angry and funny, and said angrily: "Why did you make it so embarrassing?" ?”

The girl bit her lips and did not answer, as if she had been frightened while walking away, her body trembled slightly, and the emperor's anger was completely extinguished, so she comforted me: "You should hold my hand tightly, let it go like this , How much trouble can it cause."

Baojin remained silent for a while, before replying in a voice like a mosquito: "I never thought the capital would be so crowded..."

The emperor laughed and panted and said, "I didn't expect it either—I've lived in Jiangzhou for a long time, and the Shangyuan Lantern Festival there is just a street market. How can there be such crowds of people!"

The girl smiled when she heard the words, her eyes sparkled, reflecting the bright lights, she became more and more beautiful. The emperor stared at her blankly, with unprecedented tenderness in his heart, he took her into his arms, and carefully pressed a kiss on the forehead.

Warm, with a masculine breath, like the fresh breath of rosin in the hot sun, rushing towards the face.

Bao Jin closed his eyes, feeling a sudden pain in his heart.

At this time, the fireworks under the bridge are like clusters, and the fire trees and silver flowers fly into the sky. The last carnival of the New Year's Festival is gorgeous, and it reaches its acme at this moment.

At this moment, all the haze and resentment seemed to fade away, never to be seen again.

Bao Jin squeezed the cinnabar remnants on his sleeves, smiling brightly and peacefully——

Nantang's side has finally entered my heart!
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