After nearly two months of cultivation, Meng Qingyao was finally able to go out and walk around.

The spring is cold, and you can feel a chill when you go out.

Meng Qingyao's body and bones have only been cultivated, and the two new big girls and Mama Lan naturally didn't dare to slack off, so they persuaded and coaxed the woman to cover layer after layer.

"It's just to breathe in your own yard, you don't have to be like a big enemy. ”

The woman said helplessly while letting the big girl Tie the strap of her cloak to herself.

Standing not far away, Zhixuan deeply sympathized with the helplessness of women.

For nothing else, plus the cloak, the woman now has a total of five clothes of different thicknesses, which are really tightly wrapped and impermeable.

Fortunately, she is slender, no matter how much she wears, she is not bloated, and she is still weak and does not lose half of her demeanor.

Wearing clothes has always been simple and casual to the point of having a layer of fabric, and I can't get the happiness of women when they choose clothes and wear clothes.

On the contrary, I saw Meng Qingyao, who got up early in the morning and spent nearly three hours just choosing clothes and dressing up, insisted on ......

It turns out that being a woman is so troublesome?

Is it because the sword is not powerful, or the gun is not majestic? Why waste so much time and energy on such trivial matters?

Thinking of the time when he washed his face and hairbanded before his death, and got which one he got with his eyes closed regardless of the style of clothes, a total of no more than ten minutes of morning time, Zhifei suddenly began to wonder if he was a woman.

What kind of "girlish heart" is in Xue Elegy's mouth, she seems to have never had it?

Could it be that she was actually a man in her previous life? Meng Po Tang didn't wash her memory, so she subconsciously lived as a man?

Frightened by his sudden thoughts, Zhifei sighed that he was really a ghost.

"The young lady can't think like this, as the old saying goes, the spring covers the autumn frost, and the lady's body is weaker than ordinary people, so naturally she should pay more attention and take care of it carefully. ”

The big girl tied her belt and took a few steps back to get an oil-paper umbrella that shaded her from the sun and rain, and another girl who was a little similar to her helped sort out Meng Qingyao's hair.

The movements of his hands are non-stop, and his mouth is warm.

This is the green of the green, the sister of the red.

Both of them were born to the Yi family, and they were cultivated since childhood, which added a little more face than the girl next to them.

Because of their loyalty to the Yi family from generation to generation, the two girls can also practice some spells, and the right to be a side branch of the Yi family is also made.

Meng Qingyao's original two personal big girls had bad intentions and were disposed of by Yi Fengze, if you buy maids from outside, you will inevitably encounter such a situation again.

After thinking about it, the man sent Ju Hong and Ju Lu to Meng Qingyao's side, both to compensate for the waiting and to protect.

Meng Qingyao trusted Yi Fengze 200%, didn't ask what was going on, and simply accepted the two strange girls.

She vaguely knew that her previous girls had made a big mistake, and she had more than enough to die and live to be guilty, so she didn't inquire about their whereabouts.

"Okay, where am I so fragile, it's just that when I gave birth, my blood and qi were empty, so I looked weak, and after cultivating for so many days, I would have made up for it a long time ago, and it wouldn't be a big deal if I blew some wind. ”

Meng Qingyao waited for Ji Lu to tidy up the part of her hair that had been scattered, and then said with a smile.

"Young lady, don't be willful, if you can be careful, just be careful, in case you suffer from the wind and cold, and then dye it to the little young master, how can it be good?"

Mama Lan ignored Meng Qingyao's obviously coquettish beauty, and said emotionally: "Don't think about yourself, Madam also has to think about the little young master, right?"

This was said steadily and accurately, and he hit the dead hole at once, and the struggle was saved.

Meng Qingyao: "Cheng, you've said everything, what else can I do? ”

I don't know what I'm fighting for.

cough, there is a saying that a pregnancy is stupid for three years, and it is true.

Zhiqian said silently.

After some tossing, a few people finally stepped out of the door to welcome the long-awaited spring.

Zhifei followed.

These people could sleep for long nights, but she couldn't sleep, and waited with her eyes open.

She didn't have much patience, and such a boring and single wait was really annoying.

Even if Meng Qingyao's room is not small, the furnishings are quite interesting.

The group did not feel the emotions in the hearts of the ghosts who fell behind, and walked slowly in the direction of the garden.

Zhifei didn't follow her all the time, and in this memory illusion, she was free to move around as long as the target's location changed.

Meng Qingyao had been staying in her room before, and the boundary of the execution was the entire room.

Now that Meng Qingyao walked out of the room and acted in the mansion, the boundary of the execution operation could be expanded to the entire mansion.

In other words, she can look around in the Yi Mansion, even if Meng Qingyao doesn't have it in her memory at all.

What's the point of following a woman to see the scenery and slapping your mouth, if you want to check Yi Fengze, of course, you have to follow Yi Fengze to see what he is doing.

That's the answer.

Persistence is beautiful.

And then......

Hmmm? I think I've been here.

…… I've been there.

……

Okay, Lord Xue, who can fight ten, is gloriously lost and is currently in a state of low pressure.

In the end, he was not familiar with the place, and he stayed in Meng Qingyao's room as soon as he came, and he was liberated at first glance, and he floated unclear.

So I don't know where I went.

It's always back in the Yi House.

He frowned and looked around, a little puzzled by how he had walked from the eaves of the turnstile to a forest.

It stands to reason that according to her walking skills, as long as she can't find the right way, she should always be in one place, right?

Ahem, that's right, although the force value is ridiculously high, Zhifei's attainments in finding a way are no different from those of ordinary girls.

In reality, she locates and teleports directly in advance before she goes out, all to save time in finding her way.

But in the fantasy world, first, there is no map, second, the place is unfamiliar, and third, there is no way to ask for directions.

Isn't the shortcomings exposed?

……

Forget it, Zhiqian is bored and spinning in the woods.

It looks like an ordinary forest.

The only thing that is not so unusual is that there is no shadow of any other living thing here, except for trees and trees.

Zhiqian kept this unusual point in his heart, and casually shuttled through the forest shadows.

Suddenly......

The footsteps slammed down.

Woods?

If memory serves, the Yi family has always adhered to the custom of tree burial.

After the death of the highly respected and powerful people in the clan, they will be buried in the form of tree burials.

Previously, he did not suspect much, because it was not a rare thing that many family lands had forests commonplace.

But......

If there is no other living creature in the woods......

Walking to the edge of a tree, he brushed away the thick dust and bark that had been covered by age, and saw a name that was not so clear, but could be recognized—

Yi Chonglan.