The swaddling clothes of the baby in the woman's arms, the baskets of the traffickers, the mushrooms used in the restaurant, the medicinal materials in the pharmacy... They are like inconspicuous streams, which have long been converging towards the same place.

The young man said these things, as simple and ordinary as the wind blowing over the hills.

Even if there is a turbulent wave in front of him, it seems to be just a small storm in his eyes.

"Thank you, Lord Lin, for your teaching."

Yan Qin looked at him with admiration, unable to move his eyes away.

Such a person that people can only look up to will also call him Yan Lang with a smile.

Knowing that he is deeply scheming, so he is even more obsessed with the expression he shows.

"The game I promised you will be realized soon."

Lin Sui watched him staring at him in a daze, and brushed the end of his eyes with his fingers.

There was no one in the courtyard, so Yan Qin boldly kissed his bright red lips.

Lin Sui savored it carefully before saying, "The hidden guard is on the tree."

Yan Qin's earlobes immediately turned red, and his eyes unnaturally searched for the surrounding trees, but those trees never moved.

Unlike when he came, Lin Sui had sent the garrison in the capital back to Beijing with the reinforcements.

At night, Jin Yiwei left Yanzhou with a team of chariots and horses.

In the early morning of the next day, a caravan left Yanzhou Fucheng.

Although Yanzhou is not peaceful, the scenery is indeed good. After the bandits are gone, all counties and towns have a lot of vitality.

Lin Sui and Yan Qin were drinking tea in the teahouse, and they also heard the storyteller tell the strange story about Commander Lin smuggling the mine at night.

"This dessert is a little sweet."

Lin Sui put down the half-bitten Furongsu in his hand, and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

Yan Qin naturally picked up the piece of hibiscus sou, tasted it, nodded and said, "It's really a bit tired."

Lin Sui jokingly said, "We're almost at Yanzhou. If Lord Yan sees his precious son eating some leftovers behind me, I'm afraid I'll be in a hurry."

Yan Qin replied solemnly: "My father taught me to cherish food since I was a child."

Lin Sui tut lightly: "Your skin is getting thicker day by day. Thinking about asking you to draw a picture back then, I felt so ashamed to make you innocent."

"If your lord wants to make me innocent that day, then I dare not refuse."

Yan Qin sighed softly, what kind of literati's arrogance, he had completely forgotten it.

Outside the inn at night, there were some strange noises.

Yan Qin looked out the window: "Those people found out that they were chasing them?"

It was Lin Sui's stand-in who left that night. They pretended to be a caravan and left in the early morning of the next day. Unexpectedly, after a few days, those people realized something was wrong and came after them.

"Well," Lin Sui replied casually, tugging at Yan Qin's long hair to let him concentrate, "Don't be distracted."

The whistle outside the window did not sound, indicating that there were not many people.

Lin Sui hadn't done it for a while. Although Luo Huzhu could resonate once every five days, but he was busy with private mines and suppressing bandits, even if he wanted to, Yan Qin would not allow him, for fear of making him too tired.

Therefore, Luo Huzhu's ten times are not yet full, and it is still three times short.

The sound of weapons colliding was particularly harsh at night. Many people were awakened, but they dared not light their lamps.

Lin Sui bit the corner of the quilt in his mouth, and his black hair was scattered.

Suddenly a man jumped out of the window and stood there, as if observing, his breathing was disturbed and he was probably injured.

This is not Jin Yiwei. Lin Sui was vigilant, and when he was about to push Yan Qin away and call him on guard, he saw a sword passing through his eyes and nailed to the man's body. The force brought him out of the window, and the man let out a muffled grunt. He fell straight down.

"Lord Lin, don't be distracted."

Warm breath fell on Lin Sui's neck, the moonlight was dim, and the young man's voice was hoarse.

Lin Sui's chest rose and fell, and the tails of his eyes were red from a little effort.

Chapter 278

After about half a stick of incense, the noise outside calmed down.

A guard knocked on the door and reported the situation outside.

"Master, we've dealt with everything, leaving two survivors."

"We were careless just now, causing that man to jump in injured, and the young master's sword was placed at the door."

When the guard reported, his palms were sweating. The assassin who was chasing down this time was powerful. The hidden guard who was protecting his master from the roof also participated in the battle. The hidden weapon of the hidden guard shot the man in the abdomen. Come up, fortunately there is still that young master in the house.

The voice from inside was low, and it seemed that there was no intention of punishing them, which made the guards heave a sigh of relief.

"Account the loss of the inn, and pay the boss according to the price. How can you tell yourself that someone will bring a bucket of hot water in half an hour."

The guard led the order to leave, and put the sword drawn from the corpse in front of the guest room door.

The window in the guest room was opened by the assassin, and cold wind poured in from the outside.

Being blown by the wind, the thin layer of sweat floating on Lin Sui's body quickly turned cold.

Yan Qin wanted to get up to close the window during his somewhat long lull, and sat on the edge of the bed and stepped on his boots.

A thin white arm stretched out from the thick quilt, and wrapped around the young man's thin waist.

There were still a few long and thin red marks on Yan Qin's waist, which were left when Master Lin couldn't stand it a little bit.

"My lord, the dew is heavy late at night, don't catch a cold."

Yan Qin held Lin Sui's wrist, trying to put his hand back under the quilt.

"The wind blowing at this moment won't hurt anyone."

Lin Sui said lazily, his slightly cool hand came in from the hem of Yan Qin's coat, and touched Yan Qin's broad spine.

Jog your back.

It was already winter now, and the cold weather made his sickly body very uncomfortable, so the high temperature made people nostalgic.

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