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Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh reunion(1/2)

Night, late.

Yang Shouwen came out of Shangyang Palace, and Luoyang was already banned at night.

The jade rabbit rises eastward, and the moonlight is bright.

Luoyang City seems to be covered with a layer of veil in the moonlight.

Standing outside Shangyang Palace, you can vaguely hear the croaking of frogs coming from the river, adding a quiet atmosphere to the solemn and solemn.

"Brother!"

Youniang and Yang Moli came from the darkness and called out obediently.

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to go to Tongmamo to wait for me?"

"Brother is not here, young mother is afraid."

As he said that, the young lady walked to Yang Shouwen and gently pulled his sleeve.

Yang Shouwen said: "It's okay, let's go back."

"Um!"

"Where are Zhu Huan and the others?"

"It's already arranged... Yang Moli said that there are so many people who can't live in the house, so Zhu Huan and the others will find another place to live."

“Where to live?”

"It's right outside the city, but brother, don't worry, there's no need to worry about a man named Chen Qingzhi being there to receive him, and there's nothing wrong."

"Has Chen Qingzhi gone?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this must be Shangguan Wan'er's arrangement.

"With him here, nothing will happen... Let's go home!"

Yang Shouwen breathed a long sigh, reached out and held the young lady's tenderness, and walked forward.

It was midsummer, but Young Niang's hands were cold. Yang Shouwen knew that it was caused by the moon worship technique taught by Mingxi to Young Niang, and it was not a big deal. Although he didn't quite understand why Mingxi was like this, Yang Shouwen liked how he felt when he was with Youniang.

The young lady did not struggle and allowed Yang Shouwen to hold hands and walk silently.

Yang Moli landed behind, leading the horse and following her step by step.

The three of them walked slowly along the streets of Luoyang City. While walking, Yang Shouwen introduced the names of the markets on both sides to Youniang.

The young lady seemed to like this feeling very much, which made her feel like she was back to Changping.

At that time, my elder brother was still a fool. Every time I entered the city, I would accompany her to go shopping. The days at that time were dull and comfortable. My young mother would hold Yang Shouwen's hand and walk in the streets and alleys of Changping. She once hoped that one day, my elder brother could hold her hand and play together like she held her brother, and play with her, without worries.

Now, that wish seems to have been fulfilled.

But for some reason, the young lady felt a little sad.

Maybe, I'm too greedy?

The young lady muttered in her heart, but subconsciously held Yang Shouwen's hand tightly.

It felt like I was afraid that Yang Shouwen would disappear suddenly...

"There is Guidefang ahead!"

Feeling the strength in the young lady's hand, Yang Shouwen turned his head and looked at her.

In his opinion, the young lady was a little timid. After four years of separation, I was about to meet my mother again, and I felt scared... This seemed to be a normal reaction for the young lady who was kidnapped by Mei Niangzi.

"Um!"

The young lady came to her senses and responded.

As the two of them spoke, they arrived at the gate of Guidefang.

Yang Moli came forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the door of the yard opened and a Wuhou poked his head out from inside.

He was about to curse, but suddenly a golden light flashed in front of him, and a waist card made of red gold appeared.

"What are you doing?"

He subconsciously took a step back.

Yang Shouwen stepped forward and signaled Yang Moli to retreat.

"I am Yang Shouwen of the bronze horsemo, and I am now returning to the capital according to the will of Your Majesty.

I just passed the imperial edict to go to Shangyang Palace to face the holy man. This is the pass-through waist sign given by Your Majesty. Please check it."

"Yang Shouwen?"

The Marquis of Wu was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise.

He put the torch forward and saw Yang Shouwen standing with his hands behind his back.

He looked down at the waist card in his hand again. Hou Wu hurriedly returned the waist card to Yang Shouwen with both hands, and bowed and said, "I don't know that Yang Jun returned tonight, it's because he was negligent..."

As he spoke, he opened the door.

"At noon, Mrs. Yang told the villain that Mr. Yang would arrive in the past two days, but he never thought it would arrive so soon."

"Do you recognize my aunt?"

"Why don't you recognize it?" Wu Zu smiled and said, "On weekdays, the eldest lady takes the young lady shopping, and the villain even helps the eldest lady get the items."

Little lady?

Yang Shouwen was stunned and immediately reacted.

The little lady Wu Hou mentioned is afraid it will be one month!

Calculate the days, January is four or five years old, so it seems normal for Yang to take January out.

"May I have your name?"

"The villain, the villain's name is Li Fu."

"Li Fu, then thank you."

Yang Shouwen and Wu Hou exchanged a few greetings, then turned around and waved to the young lady, "Let's go, we're home!"

Home?

A trace of confusion flashed in the young lady's eyes, and subconsciously walked to Yang Shouwen and grabbed Yang Shouwen's hand. When she was in Jiannan Road, she wanted to go home more than once and miss her mother. But for some reason, when she arrived in Luoyang, she felt very strange and even had some fear. The bustling and lively Luoyang City was so big that it was many times larger than Changping. Just looking at the walls on both sides and the towering buildings, it made people feel worshipped.

But is this really home?

She was both afraid and somewhat expectant, and followed Yang Shouwen, walked across the stone bridge in the middle of the street and turned into the bronze horsemo.

A deep alley with lanterns hanging on both sides.

The dim lights shine in the alleys, light and dark...

Yang Shouwen hasn't come back for a long time. To be honest, he was also a little dazed when he walked into Tongmamo.

Three years ago, after he became a monk, he almost kept running around.

I returned to Luoyang several times, but for various reasons, I couldn't come back to take a look.

It can be said that in the past three years, even though he was in Luoyang, he had never stepped on the bronze horse road. When he suddenly came back, he felt a little uncomfortable.

By the way, Wu Zetian issued an order that he would not be allowed to enter Luoyang within three years.

Although this will failed at the end of the year before yesterday for some reason, the will for three years of becoming a monk is still there.

Now, he can walk on the streets of Luoyang...

It turns out that those three years have passed.

Yang Shouwen subconsciously touched his head, and it was indeed long hair.

In fact, he had already grown his hair since last year. Until now, his hair is slightly shorter than that of an ordinary person, but he can no longer see any of the monks. The days of becoming a monk have finally come to an end! If he hadn't been walking on the Tongma Road now, he would have almost forgotten this matter.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?"

"Uh, nothing, I'm home!"

Yang Shouwen stopped while talking.

He stood outside the gate and looked up.

Compared to four years ago, the door is much higher and much bigger.

This is what the nobles of the high school generally mean. The nine-story steps seemed to remind him that the current Yang Mansion is no longer the Yang Mansion.

Walking up the steps, Yang Shouwen came to the front door.

"Brother, why don't we come back tomorrow? My mother may have already fallen asleep."

The young lady was a little scared and stopped Yang Shouwen and said timidly.

As she said that, she wanted to step back.

Yang Shouwen grabbed her and pinched her cheek with a smile.

My face is a little cold, is it cold, or is it nervous?
To be continued...
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