The two discussed in the room for a long time, Bai Ge wanted to resist the decree and escape privately, according to the TV series, it was a crime to lose her head, in order not to cause trouble to the guys in Dian Mengju, she decided to hide from the people in Dian Mengju this time, including Hong Ying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hong Ying has been very puzzled these days, in her opinion, Bai Ge's whole temperament has changed greatly since she received the call from the capital.

In the past, the white pigeon was eager to stick to Xu Zixian every day, soaked in the mahjong hall and rubbed the mahjong, listened to the praise of everyone, and collected some rare treasures. Life is not chic and comfortable. These days, she has been hiding in the house and is reluctant to go out, Hongying asked, saying that she was not very comfortable and didn't want to see people.

Where did Hong Ying think that the reason why Bai Ge was reluctant to go out was that he was quietly busy pouring out all the rare items he had received in Dianmengju for most of the year, and secretly asked Xu Zixian to take them to the pawnshop at night to exchange money, while he continued to pretend to be unwell and hide in the room, looking at the silver tickets exchanged for money every day and smiling from ear to ear.

The messengers sent by the capital have come several times in the past few days, and each time they urge the white pigeon to leave for the road as soon as possible. They were all delayed by the white pigeon on the grounds that they were unwell and needed time to recuperate.

Looking at the back of the father-in-law who was displeased and turned away, the white pigeon sat in the house with a disgusted face, it was really not a good sign, tell me to go on the road, you just went on the road. The white pigeon said in his heart.

On this day, the white pigeon leisurely knocked the melon seeds, Xu Zixian couldn't hide his joy and walked in, the two whispered a few words, and the white pigeon couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

Then he proudly took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, shook them in front of Xu Zixian and said, "Sister Hong has already given me all the dividends I received in Dianmengju yesterday, and there are 20,000 gold." Now we really don't have to worry about food and clothing!"

Xu Zixian also smiled softly: "Yesterday, I finally finished disposing of your objects." ”

Bai Ge thought about what those high-ranking officials and nobles would have if they knew that in order to win over themselves and have a good relationship, the precious items they gave themselves ended up in the pawnshop, and I don't know what their expressions would be.

The white pigeon knew that mahjong would make him rich, but he didn't expect this mahjong to make such a high profit in just a few months.

It's a pity that I can only endure the pain of love now, money, but it's not my pursuit in this life!

The white pigeon whispered: "Brother Zixian, you go and pack your luggage, let's leave tonight." ”

When Xu Zixian turned around and left, the white pigeon carefully put the silver ticket into the underwear bag, since he planned to escape, the white pigeon sewed a few hidden pockets for his underwear, he used to like to sew and mend when he was fine, and now it seems that it is still a little useful. For example, the small bag on the body is now close to the body, and the white pigeon has sealed eight bags to evenly distribute the silver tickets, and the whole person looks fat.

After packing up the silver taels, looking at the bedroom where I have lived for a few months, the hibiscus by the window is about to bloom. When I first came in summer, there were only lush leaves, and now a few flower bones on it are estimated to bloom in a few days, but unfortunately I can't see it.

The white pigeon couldn't help but feel a little reluctant in his heart, and he was about to leave. The rivers and lakes are far away, and I don't know what the fate will be, and it is estimated that there will be no chance to come back in the future.

Bai Ge is a person who attaches great importance to feelings, even if he has experienced such a big change, the true temperament in his heart can not be changed, he sat at the head of the bed for a while, and finally relieved his spirit, and walked out of the door and ordered the maid who served him to go to some dream house, and asked her to inform Hong Ying to bring some dream house guys, and invite everyone to dinner in Zuixian Building tonight.

When Hongying was busy in the store, when she heard Xiao Si coming to report, the corners of her mouth were slightly astringent, thinking that Bai Ge must be preparing to go to Beijing, and invited everyone to have a casual meal.

Hongying beckoned the guys to announce the closure, and although the guests were inexplicable, they watched the group of Dianmengju go up to the Drunken Immortal Building, thinking what kind of day it was.

The white pigeon is also willing to pay the capital, took out the silver ticket to package the best box in the drunken fairy building, and waited for everyone to sit down, the white pigeon raised a glass, and said proudly: "These days, thanks to everyone's care, I respect everyone for this cup!"

Hong Ying looked at the girl who raised her glass, her immature face was no longer the calm she had pretended to be when she first met, although her face was still immature, but it was more truly firm, Hong Ying raised her glass and drank it all.

The reputation of the Drunken Immortal Building is really not built. Wine is the strongest, and dishes are the most expensive.

Everyone drank happily, and ran to toast the white pigeon one by one, wishing her to go to the capital to soar and soar into the sky. The white dove smiled one cup after another, looking at the table of people who drank happily. The lights were dazzling, and I suddenly remembered that the last time I drank so happily was when Chen Xiaoyu was there.

Damn, just go away like this, why should you remember him if you are ruthless.

The white pigeon didn't know how many cups he had drunk, and after a few hours, everyone including Hongying was drunk, and the white pigeon, who was already drunk and lying on the table, suddenly got up, his face was ruddy, but he was half drunk.

The white pigeon took out the silver and told Xiao Er to settle them down. Gently pushed Xu Zixian, who was pretending to be asleep, and the two smiled tacitly, and walked out of the box lightly.

Before leaving, looking at the room of guys who had been getting along day and night for months, the white pigeon couldn't help but still have red eyes. In the end, he closed the door lightly and said, "Cherish"

turned around and walked out of the Drunken Immortal Building with Xu Zixian, and his thin back did not carry a trace of nostalgia.

The carriage that the two had set was already waiting not far from the city gate, and the white dove held the pass sign given by the city lord, and in the dark night, there was only the sound of wheels rolling on the ground, and the two quietly went out of the city.

Many years later, Bai Ge recalled this scene and still sighed that if she knew everything that happened later, God would give her a chance to choose again, would she rather stay in Xiaoxiao Xianzheng City and live a leisurely life.

The unknown road in the darkness, and the unknown future diluted the white pigeon's reluctance to separate, and the white pigeon was full of confusion about the reason for his crossing, what the unknown holy mountain would bring to him, and whether he still had a chance to return to modern times.

Xu Zixian looked at the white pigeon with an unpredictable face and was silent. For her, it is indeed not easy to endure this unknown fate at such a young age.

The carriage bumped along the road, like the heart of a white dove.

Lifting the window of the carriage, the white pigeon cautiously stretched out his head to look back, the outline of the city wall of Xianzheng City in the night has become more and more blurred, and he is getting farther and farther away from Xianzheng City.

Never again.

The white pigeon pretended to yawn, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and was embarrassed to look at Xu Zixian again, afraid of being found out and red eyes, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and fell asleep after a while.

That night, the white pigeon had a dream, dreaming that she was running on a very big field, the golden sun and the golden rice field, and she ran barefoot in the field, and that freedom made her fly. Running and running, the white pigeon almost forgot that this was a dream, the white pigeon ran and saw a ball of light not far away that was brighter than the sun, she tried to get closer and see clearly, the closer she got but was burned by the hot light.

The vivid pain directly woke her up from her dream.