The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 142 Who is directing the play behind the scenes

Country F, Fragrant City.

Today's Luyuan is still sparsely populated. When Lu Chengyu entered with Xu Sa, he glanced at it. On the high platform in the center of the hall, tea masters performed tea art in various ways, but there were only two or three tables of guests scattered around.

The waiter had been ordered a long time ago, and when he saw that they were allowed to enter, he immediately stepped forward to lead the way and lead them to the private seat on the second floor.

The tea master was already waiting in the private seat, and greeted respectfully: "Chairman Lu, Mr. Michael is stuck in traffic on the road, please wait a moment."

"it is good."

Lu Chengyu didn't take his seat right away. While the tea master was cooking tea, he stood by the window and cast his gaze down indifferently. The tea art performance on the high platform downstairs had been replaced by Peking Opera.

The original owner of Luyuan was from Huaguo. Both the decoration design and the overall layout were biased towards the old style of Huaguo. Michael did not make any changes after taking over. Apart from tea art and Beijing opera, there are also storytelling and juggling. The waiters are also dressed in five Four suits, blue shirt and black skirt, carrying a teapot with a long mouth and shuttling between the Eight Immortals tables, at first glance it seems like a world away, as if returning to the teahouse described by Lao She a hundred years ago.

At this time, the song "Drunken Concubine" was sung on the stage. Hua Dan, who played Yang Yuhuan, had a graceful figure, swaying step by step and looking back, full of charm. Lu Chengyu looked at it, but thought of another woman.

That woman never tried to be pretentious, she was naturally charming, smart and cunning, and people couldn't look away when they saw her.

She... Lu Chengyu's dark eyes melted like thick ink, rippling with water, quiet and tender.

Xiangcheng is very cold, is it cold in Beicheng?
She was born in Rongcheng and grew up in Rongcheng, can she stand the temperature in the north?
The tea master behind him said softly, "Chairman Lu, please have some tea."

Lu Chengyu put away his thoughts and turned around, and accidentally noticed that the tea master was wearing a cheongsam, and inexplicably remembered that the woman had also worn a cheongsam, but he only saw her wear it once... Why do I always think of her today?
He pinched his eyebrows, and asked Xu Sa casually: "How is it going in Beicheng?"

……

North City.

"Help me—!"

A scream suddenly sounded, and at the same time the person lying on the bed sat up straight.

She didn't know what she dreamed about. After waking up, her eyes were still out of focus, and the look of horror on her face was unrelenting. She sat there blankly, motionless.

"Miss San, are you okay?" Someone beside me asked softly.

Xia Sangyu was shocked by the shout and suddenly came back to her senses, and found that the place she was in was no longer a cold and humid forest full of rotting vegetation, but a warm and comfortable hotel room with the heater on.

……How is this going?

She only remembered that she and Nanfeng were kidnapped and thrown into the wild mountains, and a group of people were chasing and killing them. During the escape, Nanfeng accidentally rolled down the hillside. She wanted to pull her, and then...then what happened?
Xia Sangyu tried hard to recall what happened next, but found that her mind went blank and she couldn't remember anything, except for a stabbing pain in her neck.

Oh, right.

She wanted to pull her, but was pinned to the ground by those who were chasing her. Anesthetic was injected again, and then she lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Waking up is here.

Was she rescued?

Xia Sangyu turned her head in a daze, and when she saw the smiling woman beside the bed, her expression was stunned for a moment: "Butler Zhao, why are you here...you saved me?"

Butler Zhao shook his head: "Miss San, it was Madam who saved you."

Xia Sangyu's pupils shrank, it turned out to be her mother...

"Madam is in the small living room." Butler Zhao reminded.

This is a suite with a small living room outside the bedroom. Before going out, Xia Sangyu changed her clothes and combed her hair neatly.In the mirror, her face was a little pale, but there was no makeup here, and she couldn't do it, so that was all she could do.

The small living room is neither big nor small, with a floor-to-ceiling window facing south. It is afternoon, and the warm sun is pouring into the room. A woman dressed in all black is sitting on a chair by the window, flipping through a book, the sun is shining There were marks on her fingertips, and there was black tea on the small tea table beside her, which she picked up from time to time to take a sip.

Even though she was dressed so plainly, her demeanor was still undeniably extravagant and elegant, which made people dare not underestimate her identity.

Xia Sangyu walked over, pursed her pale lips, "Mother."

The lady closed the book and looked at her for the time being. There was no special emotion in her eyes. This intentional stop seemed to be just to follow the basic politeness of looking at the other person when talking. She said softly: "The doctor said that you are only a superficial injury You'll be fine after two days of recuperation."

"Yes..." Xia Sangyu gently tugged at the hem of her skirt with her fingers, and asked cautiously and tentatively, "Mother, why did you come to Beicheng?"

The lady picked up the black tea and drank it with drooping eyes. Butler Zhao who came out followed her and replied instead: "The old lady of the Qiao family has passed away. Madam came to express her condolences."

It turned out that I came here to mourn the deceased... Xia Sangyu's eyes flashed with disappointment, and then she suddenly remembered another thing: "Mother, I was trapped in the wild mountains with me, and there is another person, did you take her..."

At this time, a man walked in from the door, as if he was going to report something, Xia Sangyu's voice stopped abruptly, and she heard him say: "Ma'am, another group of people has entered the wild mountain."

The lady asked lightly: "Whose person?"

"Sheng Yuchen, the president of AS Group."

Xia Sangyu looked relieved. It seemed that news of their kidnapping had spread. Sheng Yuchen came to find Nanfeng. With his ability, it shouldn't be difficult to find someone.

The lady put the teacup back into the saucer, and there was a crisp sound when the porcelain collided with the porcelain. She said calmly, "Send someone to stop him, and don't let him find that woman so easily."

Xia Sangyu looked up in astonishment: "Mother, you..."

The noble lady glanced over, and cut off her unfinished sentence with a clear and cold look.

Xia Sangyu hesitated, but still said bravely: "Mother, she is still Chengyu's wife anyway, you take action, in case Chengyu finds out, will you..."

The lady was always indifferent, but at this time she let out a chuckle, which was abrupt and implied irony.

Xia Sangyu was stunned.

Plain fingers brushed the folds of the skirt, and the lady asked slowly, "Who do you think kidnapped you?"

Xia Sangyu suddenly opened her eyes wide.

What, what do you mean?
Such a rhetorical question itself carries all kinds of bad messages.

Her eyebrows twitched, could it be that the person who kidnapped her and Nanfeng was...

The lady's tone was serious, confirming her guess.

"He knows about it."

……

pain.

It hurts.

The first thing Nanfeng felt after waking up was the intense pain from his limbs.

It was already bright, and the sun was glaring overhead. She squinted her eyes and looked around, seeing undulating ridges and vast vegetation.

She vaguely remembered that after rolling down the hillside, she hit a stone halfway and fell into a coma.

Nan Feng propped himself up on the ground and sat up, only to realize that he was actually stuck on the mountainside by a big rock.

She rejoiced and was afraid at the same time. Although this section of the road was bumpy but not steep, it was covered with weeds, which reduced her damage to a certain extent. If she rolled down again, she might die.

If so, she suffered from scratches and cuts from sharp leaves to some extent, but at this time, these injuries that did not hinder her life, she did not take them seriously for the time being.

Nanfeng pursed his lips, carefully climbed over the mountain wall, and returned to the relatively gentle grass.

It was a surprise that those people didn't chase her down when she rolled down from above.

It may be because the sun came out, and under photosynthesis, the forest was filled with fog. The southerly wind went higher and higher, and the surrounding became more and more quiet, but there were no traces of those who chased her, let alone Xia Sangyu. where.

Nan Feng stopped to rest, she was sore, tired and hungry, from last night to now, in fact, only twelve hours had passed, but it seemed like several days had passed.

There was a faint rustling of feet on the dead leaves behind her, and Nan Feng immediately turned her head vigilantly, and sure enough, she saw two men approaching her.

She ran and they ran after her.

Soon, the road came to an end, and she ran to a cliff by mistake.

At this time, the sky began to gray again, as if it was going to snow again.

Below the cliff is the frozen inland river. They searched all night last night, but they didn't expect to find it here. However, it is tens of meters away from the ice surface, and it is impossible for her to jump from here.

After a short pause, the pursuers behind him have arrived.

Nan Feng confronted them at a distance of three to five meters, and felt his heart suddenly shrink.

The two men looked at each other and moved slowly towards her.

Nan Feng's eyes were clearly terrified, but her expression was very calm, her hands were clenched into fists by her side, she was staring at the man, stubborn and unyielding like a dying beast.

A palm-sized beetle was parked on a nearby treetop, with two bean-sized eyes shining red.

If you look carefully, you can easily see that this is actually an unmanned aircraft in the appearance of a beetle. With the cover of leaves, it will not be discovered by anyone. Passed back to the three computers connected to it.

The room is shrouded in darkness, with no trace of light, except for the faint light of the computer screen.

The screen is divided into four parts, and he didn't turn on the camera, so the screen that belongs to him is black.

Michael was not online, and Song admired Nanfeng's desperation, as if watching a performance, and laughed from time to time.

He simply turned off the video, and at this moment, only the monitoring of Nanfeng remained on the screen.

He picked up the coffee in hand, and was about to take a sip with his eyes downcast, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the south wind in the picture suddenly sprinting to the right. The sudden movement was unexpected and caught off guard.

The two men besieging her reacted very quickly, and immediately stretched out their hands to grab her. Nanfeng's figure was vigorous and he hid in the gap between the two of them. On the contrary, it was the man who couldn't stop for a while due to the inertia of his body, and almost fell off the cliff!

It turned out that Nanfeng's gaze just now was imagining the direction of escape and the man's reaction.

Not chaotic in times of danger, courageous and knowledgeable.

He brought the coffee to his lips, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

(End of this chapter)