At night, there were crowds of people coming and going in the bustling Kyoto. Chen Gang bought an expensive sword from outside and happily admired his new sword on the first floor of the inn.

Ye Mujin came down from the upper floor and saw Chen Gang bathing the sword on the table with a white handkerchief.

"Newly bought sword?" Ye Mujin sat in front of Chen Gang, looking at Chen Gang's careful appearance, as if he was treating a treasure.

"Yeah." Chen Gang said without raising his head, his attention was still on the sword in his hand.

Ye Mujin carefully observed the sword in Chen Gang's hand, and saw that the sword flashed from Ye Mujin's angle. The tip of the sword was made very thin, and the iron was cut like mud. The sword body was about 15 cm wide and 80 cm long.

Perhaps because Ye Mujin's eyes were too hot, Chen Gang had no choice but to raise his head, looking at Ye Mujin's pair of tears in front of him, and his shiny black hair, he was stunned for a moment.

This time, Ye Mujin wore a light rose red buckle embroidered pine, plum, bamboo ribbon, flower soft satin and light brown red bamboo needle hanging beard and satin sleeves, and a deep treasure orchid embroidered skirt. The lower body swung slightly, which turned out to be a sunlight yellow velvet thread Ding Niangzi cloth dress, and a brown exposed bottom exposed cloak.

The black hair is tied into a lotus bun, with single jade earrings cast on the ears, and the unique clouds are decorated with green chicken blood stone combs. The white hands are as white as green as wearing a burnt blue plum blossom jade bracelet.

A pair of small, small, long, red bow-tie, long five-color mesh ribbons are tied around her waist, and a purse embroidered with the pattern of a birthday man holding a sika deer, a pair of small, small, embroidered magnolia flowers, treasure-shaped patterns, cloud-headed boots

Seeing that Chen Gang had not spoken for a long time, Ye Mujin took the initiative to speak, "What's wrong? Is there anything on my face?"

After saying that, Ye Mujin took out a simple mirror the size of a palm from her arms and looked at it in front of the mirror.

He didn't notice anything wrong on his face, so he looked at Chen Gang with confusion.

Chen Gang came back to his senses and explained embarrassedly: "I just saw a little bug on your body, and I accidentally forgot to remind you."

Chen Gang's calm face hid his guilt.

Chen Gang moved his eyes uneasyly, but his eyes didn't look in the direction of Ye Mujin.

"I won't go to Ye's Mansion today?" Chen Gang thought of a topic.

"Let's wait in the inn today." Ye Mujin replied with a smile.

Why, Chen Gang asked after thinking about this.

Ye Mujin smiled mysteriously and was no longer speaking.

Chen Gang was guessing the reason himself, and suddenly he thought of the letter Ye Mujin gave him, and then he suddenly realized.

Ye Mujin and Chen Gang said something on the first floor of the inn for a while, then returned to the room. Before leaving, she said to Chen Gang: "If someone comes to find me later, you can lead him directly to my room."

Chen Gang agreed.

Chen Gang ordered a plate of pork head meat, served with two vegetarian dishes and a pot of wine, and was eating and drinking happily.

After a while, a group of people came into the inn. The person they surrounded him had a weak step, a pale face, and a sense of sickness.

The man was wearing a dark purple square patterned robe, with a porcelain blue geometric strap around his waist, with long hair that was not messy, and under his eyebrows were bright tiger eyes and tall figure. He was really a handsome young man. His sense of illness and weakness destroyed the beauty of the young master.

After Chen Gang looked up and saw it, he immediately stood up and walked to the pale young master.

"Is the young master here to find someone?" Chen Gang knew that the person in front of him was a wealthy person. He spoke in a deep and sincere manner.

The noble young man looked up at Chen Gang first.

Chen Gang was wearing a tea-green robe against birds and beasts, with a Parisian green thunder-patterned golden strap around his waist, and had long hair as long as flowing water. Under his eyebrows were bright eyes with white teeth. He was tall and had a very strong martial arts skills.

The man in front of Ni Yiyun felt that he was a young and energetic person, full of vitality and vitality.

The vitality that the person in front of him was exactly what Ni Yiyun lacked, and the trace of regret that flashed in Chen Gang's eyes just now was also seen by Ni Yiyun.

Ni Yiyun couldn't help but feel a little irritable, and she developed a subconscious hostility towards Chen Gang in front of her.

But nothing was revealed on his face. He said gently: "That's right, who is the young master?"

When Chen Gang heard Ni Yiyun's gentle voice, he felt that the sick young man in front of him seemed to have a good temper. Thinking of this, he smiled more sincerely and sincerely, "My name is Chen Gang, I am the one who escorted Miss Ye into Kyoto. Miss Ye is waiting in the inn. Go quickly, she is in Room No. 2 of Tianzi."

Ni Yiyun smiled gently at Chen Gang, thanked her, and sent everyone behind her to the outside of the inn, and climbed the stairs alone.

The rhythmic knock on the door sounded.

When Ye Mujin heard this, she knew that the person she wanted to wait for arrived.

She hurriedly opened the door. The moment she saw the door, her eyes turned red, and she looked at the thin Ni Yiyun in front of the door with deep affection, and her heartache was beyond words.

Ni Yiyun looked at the thin wife behind the door. A wet liquid surged in his eyes. Ni Yiyun immediately stepped into the room, closed the door, and hugged the person he was thinking about in his arms.

The touch of the person in his arms is still the same as before, but it is even thinner.

He wanted to ask carefully where the little wife had been going all these months and why she suddenly disappeared. He had thousands of words before coming, but when he saw her little wife's haggard face, she couldn't speak anything.

He hugged Ye Mujin tightly in his arms, and his heart regained its vitality. It’s great that the little wife is back.

He felt that the piece he had lost and missing in his heart had been made up for, and he would be a complete person again in the future.

The two of them depended on each other, she hugged his thin waist, and he wrapped around her slender shoulders and snuggled tightly.

After a long time, the two people separated. Ye Mujin held Ni Yiyun's hand and sat on the bench. With the other hand, she gave Ni Yiyun a cup of warm water. After handing it to him, she looked at Ni Yiyun quietly.

"It's good that you have nothing to do!" Ni Yiyun could no longer bear the pain of losing his little wife again, and this time he almost lost half of his life.

Ye Mujin knew that Ni Yiyun had many questions to ask, but she didn't know how she disappeared, so how could she tell Ni Yiyun that she was Chou Yin and Mao.

"I..." Ye Mujin was interrupted by Ni Yiyun's hand as soon as she opened her mouth.

Ni Yiyun put his hand beside his mouth and made a "shhh" move, then pointed outside.
Chapter completed!