Sister Cheng's curse Su Mo naturally didn't know, but he always faintly felt that something was wrong. But if he wants to trace the trace, it is not something that he, a false immortal master, can do, and in the end, it can only be attributed to the climate problem of the region.

After calculating the matter at hand, he sent someone to secretly send a letter to Miao Yun and made an appointment to meet again.

The reason why the two days have been silent is to contact the reinforcements that have arrived one after another. The second is to spread certain news in advance. For example, the nephew and young master of the Meng family came to Ningxia Province, and the young nephew and nephew of the Meng family were dignified, young and talented, and so on.

After all, this cold person who popped up out of thin air always needs some foreshadowing, doesn't it? Otherwise, at this sensitive time, all forces will look at each other suspiciously, and it will not be what Mr. Su expected.

Of course, the so-called suave demeanor, young and talented, etc., were purely incidental plug-ins, so that Meng Ying and the others couldn't help but show disgust at that time. Is it just that with Mr. Su's thick skin, will he care? The answer is naturally no.

I'm shameless, I'm proud, Mr. Su is smiling and arrogant, what is the slander. When the moment of the meeting came, the plain clothes and hats were not flowery, the face was covered with thin powder, and the dress flew away like a flower butterfly.

In Xiaochun Garden, Miao Yun, who finally received Su Mo's invitation, was also excited. After struggling with all kinds of things last time, I finally couldn't bear to walk in the gloom and destruction to see Su Mo, but I couldn't help it, and I poured beans all over the place, and I said everything that could be said and what I couldn't say.

She remembered clearly that Su Mo had promised herself very seriously that she would definitely help her find a way, just to give him some time.

Thinking about the relationships around Su Mo, Miao Yun's previous thoughts of almost complete despair finally ushered in a ray of light again. It's just that this time...... She just didn't have much time.

Those people have been active a lot recently, just yesterday, when Wang Jiu'er, who was pretending to be a Taoist master, saw the king of Anhua, he suddenly fell on the ground and called "Son of Heaven". This time, Miao Yun was also startled on the spot.

She was ordered to come to Ningxia this time, and the task was extremely vague, and it was not like the previous purpose of collecting money. The envoy's explanation at that time was: fully cooperate with Wang Jiu'er's actions, and supervise Wang Jiu'er nearby, so that the above plan can be implemented smoothly.

Therefore, internally, she is Wang Jiu'er's direct commander. But he didn't know what plan Wang Jiu'er was going to implement. From this point of view, the so-called regulatory surveillance or something, I'm afraid it's mutual.

But since this is the case, what is the purpose of coming to Ningxia? Miao Yun couldn't figure it out, but she faintly sensed that an inexplicable crisis was approaching.

This is also one of the reasons why the last time I met Su Mo, why I finally dragged everything out together. For Su Mo, who suddenly appeared in front of him, and Miaoyun, it was like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a straw, which was completely driven by instinct.

As a result, when I returned, the anxiety and expectation in my heart became more and more uncertain, and I suffered from gains and losses.

Finally, I finally received the message today. The Linfeng Pavilion on Furong Mountain is a quiet place, and I hope there will be good news for this meeting.

Miao Yun thought longing in her heart, simply cleaned up, and found an excuse to go out with Yu'er. In her hurry, she didn't notice that behind a window behind her, a vicious gaze was staring at her.

Today is a rare sunny day, the sun is shining and the sky is vast, which makes Miaoyun's mood seem to become much brighter.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the hill, and from here it was necessary to walk further. Furong Mountain is not really a mountain, just a mound of sealed earth in the city. There are many such mounds of sealed soil in Ningxia City, and it is said that they were built by the Xixia people in the past.

According to the customs of Western Xia, this mound had only two functions. One is for mausoleums, but only for nobles of a certain status to enjoy this specification, and the other is for sacrifices.

The mound used for the sacrifice will be particularly particular, not only transplanting various flowers and trees, but also building specific pavilions and pavilions, each with its own function. Ordinary people are not allowed to approach on weekdays, and they can only come up at a specific time, led by the prince of Western Xia or even the emperor himself.

However, this is history after all, and later the Mongols destroyed the Western Xia, and the entire city of Ningxia was almost bulldozed. This so-called sacrificial platform has only some ruins left, and it has completely turned into a mountain and high ridge.

Until the rise of the Ming Dynasty, Hongwu ordered to rebuild everywhere, and these dirt mountains were either completely bulldozed and rebuilt, or like Furong Mountain, they were repaired on the original basis, and finally became a distant scenery in the city.

It's just that whether it is a mausoleum or a sacrifice, after all, it has some connection with the dead, and the Han people are always a little taboo. Coupled with the increasing scenery in the city, which is not inferior to this place, it has gradually lost its number of people, making it a rare quiet place.

Miaoyun's master and servant abandoned the servants who came with Xiao Chunyuan, and only the two of them climbed the stairs. Along the way, the cypress on both sides is stacked, the sound of birdsong is singing, and the breeze comes through the thick shade, only the fragrance of plants and trees remains, which can't help but make people feel that the empty mountain is lonely and not in the mortal dust, and it also makes Miaoyun's anxious mood gradually calm down.

"Yun'er, do you think Su Gongzi can help us?" Halfway through the climb, Miaoyun was a little panting, and after pausing to rest slightly, she couldn't help but turn her head to ask Yu'er.

Yun'er was also tired and sweaty, and nodded without thinking about it: "Yes, it will be." Su Gongzi is very powerful, isn't he?"

Miao Yun was a little stunned, she just subconsciously asked just now, not so much asking Yun'er, but asking herself. It's just that she didn't expect that Yun'er would answer her so firmly, which made her a little curious.

"How can you be so sure, and where is he so powerful?" she squinted at the little girl, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, obviously with a three-point banter.

Yun'er didn't realize it, she tilted her head and thought about it, and then said crisply: "Miss, have you forgotten, that prince of Wei was such a scoundrel that day, he chased us all to Wuqing so far away, but after meeting Su Gongzi, he was not honest." Hmph, if you want me to say, the young lady shouldn't have left at that time, she should have believed in Su Gongzi. Well, maybe the young lady stayed at that time, and maybe she would have become the young lady of the Su family at this time, so how could it be ......"

The little girl was chattering, like jumping beans. It's just that in the end, I suddenly realized it, for fear of affecting the mood of the young lady, so I hurriedly stopped, and only looked at the young lady secretly with his eyes.

Miao Yun listened to what she said at the beginning, and her thoughts seemed to be brought back to the scene at that time, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but bloom with a warm smile. Just listening and listening, I suddenly heard the second half, and after a slight sigh, I couldn't help but blush, and gently smacked the little girl's head, and said in shame...... Less of that. When I left, I didn't want to bother him, what do you know about a dead girl. ”

Seeing that Miss seemed to be in a good mood, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. just then pursed his mouth again, and muttered unhappily: "Where do people don't understand, people are going to be in time this year." ”

Miao Yun was amused when she heard it, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the three girls on her little head, and said dotingly: "Okay, good, let's grow up, and when we are about to get married, we can get married." ”

The little girl was suddenly ashamed, blushing and not complimenting: "Miss, ......"

Miao Yun's mood was completely relaxed, and she couldn't help laughing, holding the corner of her skirt in one hand, and holding the little girl's hand in the other, she walked up again, and said with a smile as she walked: "Okay, okay, let's hurry up, don't let Su Gongzi wait, it would be too rude." ”

As he spoke, his feet unconsciously brought out a bit of jumping, as if he suddenly returned to the time of the carefree rich lady back then.

She let out a giggling silver bell-like laugh and quickened her pace. On the winding mountain road, among the shade of cypresses, there is a sudden sound of joy all the way.

In a three-story pavilion on the mountain, Su Mo stood at the window, looking out into the wind. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly froze, then smiled, turned his head and smiled at the fat man and another family member dressed up behind him: "They are here, let's go down to greet them." ”

The fat man and the family should be bowing down. When they came out today, they were the only three. Since he is now the nephew and young master of the Meng family, it is obviously inappropriate for Meng Ying, the uncle, to follow.

And He Ying and others, although they are not famous, they have finally gone through the previous events, and they can be regarded as exposed.

On weekdays, it's just silent and doesn't attract anyone's attention. But if she followed Su Mo's plan and began to gradually emerge from the surface, she and Zhuang Hu and the others would follow Su Mo again, it would probably cause unnecessary associations.

In that case, it will be very detrimental to the development of the next plan. Yes, I can only hide helplessly in Mengjiazhuang.

Only the fat man, as Su Mo's personal guard, has never been exposed outside Wuqing, so he can appear by Su Mo's side in a grand manner this time. After all, the young master of a big family, with a thug or something, is also the meaning of the topic.

As for that family, it was the old man of the Meng family, called Meng Jian. Not only is he quite kung fu, but he is also calm, and he has a wide range of people in Ningxia City. This time the faction was by Su Mo's side, which was also equivalent to declaring to the people in Ningxia City the benchmark of Su Momeng's nephew's and young master's identity.

With these two people following, there will basically be no major danger in Ningxia City. Maybe occasionally encounter some small troubles, and Meng Jian will not suffer a loss in person. In any case, the Meng family still has a lot of influence in Ningxia, and no one wants to offend for no reason.

The three of them went down to the outside of the pavilion and saw two graceful figures just stepping on the last stone platform. Su Mo smiled and stepped forward to greet him first, and said with a smile: "Hey, why is it only Yun Niang and the two of you?" Oh, sins and sins, I knew that this was the case, Xiaosheng was waiting at the bottom of the mountain, so I didn't have to suffer these hardships if I carried the two of them up the mountain. ”

As he spoke, he ignored the stunned crowd, turned his head and smiled at Yun'er, opened his hand and smiled: "Little sister Qi'er, are you tired?" Come, brother, hug, comfort and comfort you." ”

All of a sudden, everyone was petrified. In this era, such a presumptuous and invisible gentleman is absolutely unprecedented.

Xiao Yun'er had just been teased by her own lady below, and at this moment, she suddenly encountered such a scene, and her face was flushed with shame, and she was at a loss.

The little head was desperately buried and didn't dare to speak, his heart was pounding, but his eyes couldn't help but sneak a glance at Su Mo: Su Gongzi, he ...... It's not ashamed, it's ...... It's so gentle.