Chapter 36

Although the two most powerful people in the capital joined hands and poured out all their available forces, they still did not get any useful news. Although it is true that several pubs and brothels suspected to be the strongholds of the ruined flower house have been selected... But... Bai Mei seems to have disappeared into the red plum blossoms scattered all over the sky in the ruins flower building. As the flowers dissipated together, there was no news. Emperor Yan once felt desperate. Are you doomed not to have a little happiness? Even if... The King of Peace is also powerless and worried. Ten days passed like this. Until the first day of Qingming Festival. King Ping an suddenly received an unsigned letter... from a little beggar who came to ask for coins. -If you want to see someone, tomorrow, noon, not early or late, only one person, drunk guest building, in addition, please bring some silver to show sincerity. King Ping an was not relieved by the news. What does this silver do? Ransom? This... When did it become a kidnapping? And... how many are these? One thousand two thousand? Ten thousand twenty thousand? 100,000 million? To show sincerity... How much sincerity is this? It won't be to pave the way for releasing people, make excuses... Anping Yanxuan also frowned, only one person? Is only one person allowed to pick it up? Then who is safe to go? Especially on Qingming Day, all officials in Beijing will follow the emperor to worship the ancestral mausoleum... Qingming... how do you think, how do you have a kind of... very uneasy feeling... Seems to prove this uneasy premonition. Qingming Festival, accompanied by continuous rain, comes in people's uneasy state of mind. Ningde was carrying a thick silver ticket... the kind of 11,000, I don't know how many... dressed in black, riding a horse, hurried to the drunk guest building. I saw the signboard from a distance, stood dim and lonely in the raining rain, and quickly strangled the horse... Hesitate. Wandering. Look up to the sky. When the rain dripped into my eyes, I suddenly realized it was cloudy... So, how do you judge when it is noon? Don't be early or late... What a harsh requirement... What should I do? Ningde stuffily scratched his hair and felt the silver ticket in his arms. Think reluctantly and seriously. When is it noon? Suddenly, my eyes lit up. Pat yourself on the stomach that has begun to feel hungry and protest. After carefully recalling and confirming that you had breakfast, Ningde confirmed that noon... should, it has arrived... Well... It's noon at last. How nice! Ningde thought slowly, turned around and wanted to leave contentedly, only to suddenly think, why did I come here and wonder when it was noon? Why... Shit! Ningde looked at the restaurant where no one came in or out not far away, and was surprised and ran quickly. At this moment. Anping Yanxuan was followed by the King of Peace. The two men were worshipping step by step, with the silent ministers behind them, to pay homage to the tomb of the first emperor. The misty drizzle fell on Emperor Yan's face, hair and clothes. It was cold and reflected a faint light. At this moment. Bai Mei was dressed in a navy blue tussah silk dress embroidered with dark purple patterns, which was found by others. His black and bright braids formed two thick black braided hair, which were tied with navy blue cloth belts and hung on his chest with a green smile. The whole person looked extremely virtuous. Opposite her, the same purplish blue woman also hooked the corners of her mouth and seemed to be smiling. Looking carefully, she was twitching suspiciously... In the middle of the two, there is a table that was once rich... The leftovers are cold, which shows the gluttonous behavior that once happened in this small room. Mo Shangran, looking at Bai Mei, who is still playing the young shape, and then looking at the dishes that have been almost eaten up, suddenly began to doubt his eyes. Half a quarter of an hour ago. Once again, he did not give up on the challenge but was still bubbling with Bai Mei's anger. He had no appetite to eat and could only hold back himself. He watched Bai Mei taste the specialty of this drunk guest building gracefully and happily. But... clearly it was a small sip, how did you leave for such a while, and everything was almost gone? What speed is this? What kind of appetite is it? Are you hungry to her these days? And the person who did such a thing, unexpectedly... looked at her with youth and innocence... shaking. And then. "Bang!" The door of the private room was knocked open, and then a very embarrassed woman in black crashed in. Stunned. Bai Mei's happy voice sounded: "Ah! Is it General Ning who came to pick me up? That's great! Have you brought any money?" Ningde was still panting and speechless, only wait for a while nodded. Bai Mei is happier and happier: "Just bring it, settle the account, and let's go!" Ningde took another two breaths, nodded and asked, "What account should I settle?" His eyes were on guard and carefully looking at Mo Shang Ran. Mo Yan felt instantly that he still had some intelligence quotient. He smiled with three points of satisfaction and pointed to the cup and plate in front of him. He said, "What else can it be besides this?" "Ah?!" Ningde is even more at a loss. "Didn't you have to pay a ransom to leave? How did you change this?" Neither Mo Shang nor Ningde felt that Bai Mei was using his happiness to hide his uneasiness. Yes, uneasy. Ningde should be the guard of Anping Yanxuan. Bai Mei has always felt so. And what does it mean for such a person to be sent to negotiate about himself? I shouldn't have attracted such attention from Emperor Yan. So... Is there something else? Is there any secret in yourself that you don't know yet? Or... at all, is the emperor brain some problems?