The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Zhao Qingyi still picked up some silver from Lan Yan, and saw that he and Yan Feitian had a good relationship, so he smiled and said that he authorized him to recover the silver for her and gave him a 30% commission, and then deducted the silver that he got now from the commission. .

Lan Yan was also speechless, but he voluntarily took out that ingot, which saved him from arguing with her.

Zhao Qingyi grabbed a few stickers for the BMW medicine to treat the epidemic. When he returned to the inn, it was already dark, so the inn did not close.

At night, she borrowed the kitchen and boiled several medicines by herself. When the medicine soup was cold the next morning, she went to feed the horse to drink.

That horse didn't drink medicine at first, she was quite equine, and gently stroked its neck, and then it drank the medicine as water.

She bought the best fodder available in the inn to feed it, and the boy in the inn fetched water, and she personally brushed the dark horse.

Although the part-time horse dealer had washed the horses in order to sell the horses, his skills were no match for Zhao Qingyi.

This scrawny Akhaljema was really comfortable being served by the **** shovel officer, and he flicked his tail rhythmically, amused Zhao Qingyi.

Zhao Qingyi stroked its neck and murmured: "We don't have family members, so let's be each other's family from now on."

Because the horse is too thin, its eyes are even bigger, which makes people feel cute and pitiful.

Even if it doesn't understand human words, it also understands that she is different from the humans it has encountered before, and can't help rubbing against her to show her closeness.

This afternoon, she had a good night's sleep, and in the evening she took the kitchen to prepare the medicine. She put on black clothes and slipped out of the inn window.

The goal is to Dingbeihou Mansion.

Now Zhao Qingyi understands that working as a sweeping maid in Dingbeihou's Mansion for many years is also beneficial.

At least she knew it well, so she didn't need to step on it anymore.

She went over the outer wall from the courtyard where there were no servants guarded by the servants, and then over the inner wall one by one.

After going through several courtyards, I arrived at the West Yard, where Li Qingyue lived. The yard was of course locked, everyone had turned off the lights and went to sleep, only Li Qingyue was the young lady, and the night watchman outside the bed left a light.

Zhao Qingyi gently pried open the door bolt, gently pushed open a gap and sneaked in, then gently closed the door.

She tiptoedly went to the night watcher Ruohua to tap the acupuncture point, and then quietly touched the intricate and magnificent Houmen daughter's sleeping bed.

At this time, Zhao Qingyi couldn't help feeling sour. After she was born, Zhao Duo made a lot of yellow rosewood from Annan.

He hired the best craftsman, and he personally worked with the carpenter. A Hou Ye was willing to work as a carpenter for his one-year-old baby girl.

At that time, Zhao Duo had just made an empiricist error in that battle and was temporarily suspended and stayed in Luojing. It was rare to have a leisurely time to do this. Zhao Qingyi grew up in the Hou Mansion, and later the truth came to light. Of course she knew these things.

The original owner had no father since she was a child, and her mother only had a "miss" in her heart. She had countless times fantasizing whether her father would love her if her father had not died prematurely. But she could have a father who loved her so much, but Li Qingyue took it away.

Zhao Qingyi once again thought about her acquaintance, she temporarily used this bed and stayed in this yard, but the feeling of happiness that was lost and regained to her was not.

In the end, she made a request to Zhang, and she moved out of the west courtyard where Li Qingyue lived.

At that time, she wanted to burn this Qiangong bed, which was said to be worth a million dollars. It is not rare for her to sleep in by others, but it was originally called by her father to her only daughter. It burned and destroyed her father’s efforts. .

Zhao Qingyi opened the Babu bed, but Li Qingyue was turning over. She noticed something was wrong when she was half asleep and half awake, so Zhao Qingyi quickly made acupuncture.

Li Qingyue fell asleep, Zhao Qingyi looked at the dizzy person, with all kinds of hatred in his heart, and couldn't help but slapped her with the bow. Dove occupying the magpie's nest can be regarded as your little ignorance, but after all your deliberate plans to harm me, it is always your plan and sinister nature.

Zhao Qingyi tried his best to put away his emotions, and began to search for the wealth in the house, rummaging through the boxes and smashing the cabinets, fighting every inch of the grass. Silver labels, gold and silver shackles, jewelry and precious clothing, ornaments, paintings and calligraphy are not left in the space.

Zhao Qingyi wanted to leave a few words: Wannian shameless **** born from Wannian old bitch.

Unfortunately, she has dyslexia.

So, I had to give up.

...

In the next few days, this incident shocked Li Qingyue and Zhang's family. They had no intention of thinking about the dreams they had at night, so they had to appease the frightened Li Qingyue.

However, Li Qingyue insisted, Dingbeihou Mansion strengthened its night defense patrols, but refused to report to officials. She considered whether she was the daughter of the Hou Mansion or the wife of Cao Jiang, the eldest son of the Pingguo Mansion, who was married. If she let the Cao family know that a flying robber sneaked into her house at night, she would always be suspected.

Only when Zhang repeatedly determined that Li Qingyue was still innocent, a stone fell in his heart. Afterwards, she happened to report to the Sansiyamen under the name of the stolen warehouse in the Hou Mansion, and the Sansiyamen could only pressure the arresters to find out the bandits.

Coincidentally, it happened to suspect that Yan Feitian, the world's number one thief, would not be able to stay in Luojing for two years. What's the cause, what's the result?

If Yan Feitian hadn't dealt with Zhao Qingyi, Zhao Qingyi wouldn't have enough money to get his things back.

After all, Zhao Qingyi is a modern person, who hates recruiting thieves the most. Besides, generations of outstanding people make money and make cramps, where is it necessary to use this sneaky way to make money.

So it was more difficult for her to be a real thief, she only got her own things back.

...

Zhao Qingyi basically cured the horse’s disease, but where she was going to wander the rivers and lakes in the past four years, she must have originally wanted to go to the Jiangnan water village or the land of abundance.

But when I saw the Qiangong bed when I went to get my own things, I thought of my father Zhao Duo.

The father who had been in the frontier all the year round, even after the truth became clear, the original owner had only the father who had met him before he got married.

Later, she didn't see it until she was retired and went home to die. It was strange after all.

The original owner admired him but felt inferior to him, but at least he did not have the contradictory feelings of Zhang's, and he was completely unaffected by the fake daughter of Li Qingyue. During those few meetings, there was restrained love in his eyes, not that complicated because of the existence of the fake daughter.

Maybe it was because he had been hard at home all the time, maybe the father was not very close to his daughter in ancient society, and he was too emotional.

Can't blame Zhang, she is also a victim, but most of the result of her victimization turned into harm to her biological daughter.

Although Xiaoyao is precious, but life is still long, she still longs for family affection, and there is no big difference between going south and north, it is the customs of an unfamiliar era. But to the north you can see my father.

This dynasty is similar to the Northern Song Dynasty. It no longer strictly restricts population movement and does not need guides to go to other places. If it is similar to the Ming Dynasty, then Emperor Zhu is a bit backward in history. He strictly restricted population movement and needed guidance as soon as he went out of the country.

This facilitated Zhao Qingyi's actions. She led the thin black horse out of Luojing's North Gate and went north along the official road.

When I was in the suburbs of Luojing, there were many pedestrians in the daytime. When everyone saw a young man leading a thin horse but not riding, they couldn't help but look sideways, wondering if the young man was sick.

Rest in a tea shed at noon, eat dry food, and leave after a convenient rest. After half an hour, there are fewer people.

Suddenly hearing the sound of horseshoes in the back, there should be nineteen riders galloping at this momentum, and Zhao Qingyi pulled Xiao Hei to give way to the roadside.

Zhao Qingyi was waiting for the nineteen riders to cross the official road, but did not expect them to surround her.

Zhao Qingyi saw familiar faces, some of the teenagers in Wuyou Mountain Villa, and ten adult men in black, but she hadn't seen it before.

Of course, a certain young man with a white robe and white horse who obviously has some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder is among them. The young man carried a sword and bow.

The most important thing is finally emphasized that as a species similar to a peerless beauty, his face is full of everything at this time.

Yuan Wuji was condescending and said, "Boy, there is no Lan Yan to help you this time."

Zhao Qingyi looked at the crowds of them. It was not that she was afraid of death. She should not die easily, but she wanted to escape at this time but couldn't take Xiao Hei with her. After thinking about it, this is not a battlefield. If you want to shoot someone, you must shoot a horse first. Xiao Hei will not lie down first.

Therefore, Zhao Xijing played with them. As an illiterate little pitiful, without the joy of reading and literature, and the great career of writing books, the only great pleasure left is to be a dramatist. Who can understand her loneliness!

Zhao Qingyi showed an innocent expression and said, "This son, why is this? I am also a victim. I was deceived. Yan Feitian bullied me a child without a father or a mother. Now so many of you are also If you want to learn from that shameless Yan Feitian, do you work together to deceive me a child without a father or a mother? I'm just a child! Can you do such a shameless thing?"

Everyone couldn't help but stunned and looked at him carefully. He was indeed just a child, five or six years younger than Yuan Wuji.

In this way, many people still have psychological discomfort when bullying the less by the more and the minor by the big.

But Yuan Wuji has always been so strong, and he is also an uncertain person.

Since he was a child, he has been developed his muscles and veins to practice advanced internal skills. At this time, he was only sixteen years old.

But I feel that this is absolutely invincible among my peers in the arena.

But this person broke into his Worry-Free Mountain Villa, and Wu Yiwei could not fight back. This is the rhythm of trying to swell his face, and the sound of "sister" also made his teeth itchy.

The original family is in charge of the espionage of the rivers and lakes, and Wuyou Mountain Villa is its headquarters. He asked the young man to check the boy, but the people under his staff could only find out that she was the person who had just emerged in Luojing in those two days. This made him even more curious, and even more reason to take down this nasty brat.

Yuan Wuji said coldly: "Are you going with me obediently, or do you want me to do it?"

Zhao Qingyi jumped back like a frightened rabbit, shivering, and shouted: "What do you want to do! Rogue! Come on! Help! Abnormal robbing a virgin boy! Report an official!"

Yuan Wuji:...

But after hearing a few bangs, some of the guards did not hold the knives in their hands and fell to the ground.

The young Wu Yiwei pointed at her angrily and cursed: "Little beast, you dare to be rude!"

Zhao Qingyi hugged the scrawny Xiao Hei, and said angrily: "Who is rude? You are not robbing me, don't you want to rob my Xiao Hei? I have no father, no mother, no money and land, I only have Xiao Hei relying on each other for life! Masters, please do your best, don’t grab my little black..."

The adult Wu Yiwei leader who was present was a little bit unable to stand it, and said, "Shizi, this...he is also very pitiful."

Zhao Qingyi nodded fiercely and said, "It's cruel and inhumane, I'm really miserable."

Yuan Wuji's breathing has been affected-he is suffocated, he said coldly: "The origin is unknown, the appearance is suspicious, the pose is not good!"