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Chapter 415 Going to Chang'an to Find Yue'er



Chapter 415 Going to Chang'an to Find Yue'er

Shen Fuhan took the hairpin and carefully compared it.

The style did indeed resemble Wen Jiayue's, and he also felt it looked somewhat familiar.

Fearing he might have made a mistake, he called Ruyi over to help him clarify the situation.

"It's Madam's hairpin!" Ruyi sobbed. "This servant can't be mistaken, Madam wore this hairpin that day!"

Shen Fuhan asked calmly, "Where exactly is the Temple of the Matchmaker located?"

After the guard gave his instructions, he pondered for a moment and realized that this road was the closest to Yangzhou, Tongzhou, and Xuanzhou.

He ordered his guards to focus their search on these three locations, but also not to overlook the other two.

“Brother, you are truly a prophet,” Shen Funian breathed a slight sigh of relief. “I’m sure we’ll find your sister-in-law soon.”

Shen Fuhan remained silent.

The Temple of the Matchmaker is not too far from the capital, and it is very likely that this is where they will rest for the first night.

But five days have passed since then.

He looked out the window. Where was Ah Yue now?

Tengzhou, Qingta Town.

Tengzhou was not wealthy, and the town was located in a remote area, so there were not many people on the streets.

After considering it, Pei Huaijin instructed Uncle Liang to enter the town ahead of schedule.

As evening approached, the carriage stopped in front of an inconspicuous inn.

A man and two women stepped out of the carriage. The man was handsome and had a gentle and refined demeanor, attracting the attention of many.

The two women were absolutely stunning. Although they wore veils, their eyes alone were enough to amaze people. One was charming and lovely, and the other was gentle and graceful.

The people whispered among themselves, speculating about their origins.

Pei Huaijin frowned. Arriving here early was a mistake; it seemed to have attracted too much attention.

But since things had come to this point, he didn't do anything more, fearing that some actions would make him more memorable.

"Let's go."

He led Wen Jiayue and Pei Shijing into the inn.

Wen Jiayue obediently followed, her beautiful eyes darting around as she looked at the inn.

It looks like it's been around for a while, but business is still pretty good; the first floor is almost full of diners.

Upon closer inspection, only one or two tables were occupied by ordinary people; the rest of the people were dressed in uniform black clothes with a large "镖" (biao, meaning dart) embroidered on their chests.

A rough estimate suggests there are more than twenty people.

Wen Jiayue couldn't help but have some thoughts. These people looked strong and healthy, so their martial arts skills must be quite good.

If she could get the chance to seek their help... Wen Jiayue immediately rejected the idea. What if she had just escaped one danger only to fall into another?

She withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, lifted the hem of her skirt, and walked upstairs.

For a moment, only the creaking sound of footsteps on the stairs could be heard in the inn. The once noisy inn was quiet for a long time, and only after their figures disappeared did it become lively again.

"My goodness, two stunning beauties!"

"What a feast for the eyes!"

“I saw some people outside dressed in the uniforms of a security escort agency. They look like they are being escorted by bodyguards. Should we go and ask them which family's young master or young lady they are?”

"You think I'll marry you just because I asked? You've only had a couple of ounces of rice wine, what are you dreaming about?"

A burst of laughter erupted, and the small inn was in an uproar as the discussion grew increasingly heated.

The woman, who had been eating with her head down, could no longer bear it and tapped the table with her chopsticks.

"Eat quickly, we still have to go on our mission after we finish eating, so stop gossiping about others!"

The younger bodyguard chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, what's that saying again? Seeing a beautiful woman is enough to satisfy me. If I take a few more glances, I might be able to carry a cow on my back in a bit!"

The woman addressed as "sister-in-law" rolled her eyes: "That's called being a feast for the eyes."

"Yes, yes, yes, my sister-in-law is more knowledgeable."

Amidst the laughter and chatter, a robust, dark-faced man walked in from outside.

The bodyguards all stood up: "Big Brother!"

The dark-faced man gestured for them to sit down and walked over to the woman.

"Rongniang, it's snowing tonight, so we might have to stay at the inn for the night."

Rongniang frowned and said, "If we stay another night, this batch of goods will be delivered to them a day later, and I won't feel at ease."

"That's true, but we can't let our brothers freeze to death, can we?"

Rongniang had nothing to say, but reminded him, "A group of people just arrived at this inn, and it's probably going to be full soon. You should hurry up and find another inn."

The dark-faced man paused, then asked, "Who are you?"

Rongniang said, "They seem to be from another escort agency."

The dark-faced man's eyes lit up: "That's perfect! The bodyguards help each other out, so we can ask them to give us two rooms, that should be enough."

Knowing he would say that, Rongniang glared at him: "Song, stop dreaming. Why should someone give it to you? It's better to avoid trouble. Go find someone else!"

"Let's give it a try first. Besides, this place is so big and empty. I don't know how much time it will take to find another inn."

With that, Brother Song stood up and tentatively said, "I'm going!"

Seeing that his wife no longer stopped him, Brother Song turned around and went upstairs with a smile.

Upstairs, guards stood guard every three steps, ready for action.

Brother Song stepped forward and said, "I am from Changyuan Escort Agency, my surname is Song. May I ask which company's escort you are, young man?"

The bodyguard didn't respond, staring straight ahead as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Brother Song was a little puzzled and asked again, "Where is your boss?"

The bodyguard still ignored him, and he was once again rebuffed.

Brother Song scratched his head, preparing to go downstairs, when he suddenly saw a young man in white coming out of a guest room.

The bodyguard who had just ignored him respectfully clasped his hands in greeting to the young man in white.

Brother Song immediately went up to him, smiling broadly, and said, "Young master, it looks like it's going to snow tonight. Would you do us the favor of making room for two guest rooms at our Changyuan Escort Agency?"

Pei Huaijin sized him up for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course."

"Thank you very much," Brother Song said, clasping his hands in a fist salute. "I'll give you the silver right away."

He pulled out a poorly embroidered purse and poured out some loose silver.

Just as they were counting the money, the door to another room creaked open.

Pei Shijing poked her head out with a frightened look on her face: "Brother, there seems to be a centipede in the guest room."

Pei Huaijin said gently, "I'm coming right now."

Just as Pei Shijing closed the door, Brother Song finished counting the money. He glanced casually into the guest room and saw another woman. He suddenly froze.

Pei Huaijin subtly blocked his view and pointed to the guest rooms diagonally opposite, saying, "The payment is settled, so please stay in one of those two guest rooms."

After regaining his senses, Brother Song thanked him and went downstairs thoughtfully.

Seeing his absent-minded look, Rongniang mocked, "They didn't give it to you, did they? I already told you to find someone else..."

“I gave way,” Brother Song murmured, “but I think I saw my sister just now.”

Upon hearing this, Rongniang sighed and said, "She has been gone for almost twenty years, but you still feel like she is still here. You mistake her for someone else four or five times a year."

Brother Song opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it.

"Perhaps I really misunderstood," he scratched his head. "Once this escort mission is over, we'll take a break and go to Chang'an to find Yue'er."

“You’ve been saying that for over ten years, every single month, I’m sick of it,” Rongniang glared at him. “When have you ever gone?”

Despite being teased by Rongniang several times, Brother Song remained good-natured and chuckled, "I've just been too busy. This time, definitely, definitely."


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