Chapter 697: This kind of sister can't count on it

"go away?"
"I remember when I came to Chang'an, my elder sister said that men are unreliable after all. In this world, only women themselves are the ones who really know how to love women. So, instead of being an abandoned aunt in this deep house compound, why not just leave here? Where? High mountains and wide waters, there is always a place where you shine!"
Nan Yan was stunned.
She was fascinated by wealth, and she forgot what she had said before.
Yu Guang scanned the garden, which was dilapidated and remote.
Although the aristocratic family is rich and noble, it can be left out here, so what's the rush?
It's better to leave...
She looked at the ventilating woman not far away, and whispered: "It's just a family, and the access control is tight. The maid can't escape, and the aunt wants to leave, how easy is it to say?"
Nan Baoyi didn't speak, but held her hand seriously.
The lights were faint, but her Danfeng eyes were bright and energetic, as if they contained endless power, and her hands were so tightly held, as if they were already on her chest, which made Nan Yan very convinced.
Nan Yan finally made up his mind.
She nodded solemnly: "Okay, leave."
Seeing her arrogance, Nan Baoyi's eyes suddenly curved like crescent moons.
Nan Yan asked again: "What is my sister's plan?"
Nan Baoyi was stunned: "The plan? What is that? Of course I have no plan. Sister, you have to find a way to leave."
Nan Yan: "..."
Distorted face.
Can she think of a way, what else does she expect from this cheap sister? !
Nan Baoyi put down his burden: "Sister, this is the tool I brought you. See if you can use it. This is two thousand taels of silver tickets, or you gave it to me last time, and you hold it in your hand. With money in your hand, you can live a lot of peace of mind."
Nan Yan: "..."
She looked at hemp rope, dagger, sledge hammer and other things, her face even more distorted.
This kind of sister can't count on it at all? !
I really want to sell her!
Nan Baoyi patted Nan Yan on the shoulder, said goodbye to her, and walked outside the garden.
She is not stupid.
Of course she knew that the aristocratic family had strict access control and wanted to abduct a concubine.
Coming here tonight was just to step on.
If you can’t use your husband’s power to save your sister in the future, then according to the stepping point, secretly use means--
"boom!"
She was still thinking, and the thumping sound suddenly sounded.
She was shocked, looking for her reputation.
The woman behind her fell into a pool of blood with her face covered in blood, her old face in pieces.
Nan Yan dragged the hammer, panting lightly, Yingying Xing's eyes glowing scarlet, in the dim night, she looked hideous like a ghost.
She slowly raised her eyes, and said every word: "I don't want to stay here. I want prosperity, I want a beautiful future, I want infinite scenery!"
Nan Baoyi was startled.
Nan Yan moved quickly to remove the woman's headwear: "The moon is black and the wind is high. I pretend to be her, and the chances of escape are very high. If you meet someone, you will say that I have a dumb voice. ?"
Nan Baoyi said nothing.
Nan Yan fastened her skirt and looked up at her: "What's the matter?"
"I just think... My sister is not the same as before." Nan Baoyi looked at the dead woman, "Perhaps, the sister I thought was always just the person I imagined."
The long wind crosses the border, the garden is cold, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.
Nan Yan curled her lips, rolled up her long hair coldly, and did not answer.
Nan Baoyi picked up the baggage and took out the fire fold and a small bottle of kerosene from the inside.
She glanced at the brightly lit pavilions in the distance: "From Shengjing to Chang'an, my sister took care of me a lot. Tonight, I will thank my sister once."
It is the season of autumn.
The scenery of Chang'an City is dry and it has not rained for many days.
Nan Baoyi searched for a spacious pavilion, and made sure that there was no one in it, and only then scattered the fire oil everywhere.
Nan Yan immediately guessed what she wanted to do.
She helped from the side by bringing in flammable materials such as dead grass and branches to pile up in the corner of the pavilion.
Nan Baoyi lit a roll of grass with a fire fold.
The burning canopy was thrown into the kerosene, and the tongue of fire sprang up, climbing along the wall, and quickly igniting combustible materials such as tents and gauze curtains.
The two held hands and ran towards the corner door.
Not long after, an urgent shout came from behind, shouting to fight the fire.
Countless servant women and young men rushed to the burning pavilion, carrying buckets.
The guards at the corner gate were slack, and the sisters found the opportunity and quickly slipped out.
It's midnight.
The street was empty, and the lanterns under the eaves of the houses along the street lit up the green brick streets.
After running for a long distance, Nan Yan's mouth was dry and she waved her hand, panting and holding her knees: "It's no longer possible... take a break..."
She only knows how to play, play, calligraphy, and calligraphy. Dancing is the limit. Where can she run like this?
Nan Baoyi took her hand and looked around nervously: "I remember that there is a curfew in Dongyuan Mansion. At midnight, you are not allowed to go out for a stroll. We can't stand here, we have to find a place to stay overnight. Just in case. The officers and soldiers arrested, we are going to prison."
Said Cao Cao arrived.
At the corner of the street, a group of officers and soldiers appeared carrying lanterns.
Nan Yan gritted her teeth with anger: "Crow's mouth!"
Nan Baoyi chatted.
The leading official took a picture of the lantern, and saw the two young girls with a fierce face: "Why did you run into the street in the middle of the night?!"
Nan Yan was very pitiful: "The official, concubine, and sister's parents died, and they came from afar to join relatives. Who knows that the roads of Chang'an City are complicated, so they accidentally lost their way. I hope the official will understand."
With that, Xingyan's eyes were filled with tears, and she gave a gentle blessing.
Nan Baoyi admired her face change and acting skills, and she was really ashamed.
The officer stroked his beard and said, "Take the road to lead."
The road guide is equivalent to something that proves the identity, with information such as the name of the ancestral home and hometown written on it, and the stamp of the local government.
Nan Yan was stunned.
She and her sister were fake guides bought temporarily along the way.
In the middle of the night, where are they going to lead?
"There is no guide?" The officials looked at them carefully and sneered again and again, "Without guides, it is not a refugee who is a prostitute or a spy from another country! Get me up and go back to the official office for detailed interrogation!"
The officials rushed forward.
Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan were tied with their hands and thrown into the carriage.
The long street is quiet, and the roar of cars is particularly clear.
After a long silence, Nan Baoyi coughed lightly: "I never expected that we would have overturned the boat in the gutter... What should I do next?"
Nan Yan said in a deep voice: "The best result is to be beaten and thrown out of Chang'an. The worst result is to be decapitated as an enemy spy...I made a mistake. We shouldn't come out so casually."
Nan Baoyi comforted her: "Sister, don’t worry. My husband is actually His Royal Highness King Yong, and he will definitely save us. These days, my husband loves me to the bone, and even cooks soup for me. You are in Da Situ Mansion, Wu Didn't Lang cook soup for you?"
Nan Yan: "..."
I really want to kick her.
She was very miserable when she was caught, and she didn't want to eat dog food at all!
The carriage swayed slowly.
Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan gradually fell asleep.
But the carriage did not drive towards the official office, but quietly drove out of the city gate.