After more than ten days, a shocking news came out of the rivers and lakes: the most mysterious organization on the rivers and lakes, the "Killer Hall", was destroyed overnight, and all the branches of the main hall were wiped out on the same night. There are rumors on the rivers and lakes, some say that they were destroyed by the royal family of Jiguo, some say that they were destroyed by unknown forces, in short, there are all kinds of rumor versions.

Feng Zhao and Yueming sat on the lotus pavilion of the prince's mansion while playing chess and watching the scenery, and the branch of the Killer Hall in Yanjing was taken away by the dead soldiers who stayed in the Ningjun Palace. Looking at the lotus flowers in the pond, Fengzhao's cold and resolute face on weekdays has a rare calm and quiet demeanor. Today, he received a flying pigeon from Jing You, telling him that he was a qiēshun lì, but the killer hall master was nowhere to be found, so he took the letter and came to the prince's mansion in Yueming. And Yueming also told Sù Feng to follow his secret agent to hear that Ji Guo had sent troops to the main hall of the Killer Hall to clean up the scene after getting the Killer Hall to be ended. But I didn't hear the reaction of the royal family of the Ji Kingdom to the killer hall after it was ended. The two looked at each other and smiled.

Time has passed in a flash, and it is already the end of the year, and the countries have begun to prepare for the pilgrimage. Although it is winter, the weather in the south is still mild as spring, and the city of Yanjing is very lively, and people are vying to buy things for the New Year. On this day, Chang Ruojin summoned the two to the Qinshu Palace, ordered the two to prepare for Jiang Li and Xiwu, and finally specially told Feng Zhao not to take Yao Ling to Jiang Li, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, Yue Ming looked at Feng Zhao with a black face and smiled very brightly.

Back at the Junwang Mansion, I happened to see Lan Yan Lancao washing Yao Ling's hair under the kapok tree, the three girls were laughing and playing, the water splashed on the ground, Yao Ling lying on the rocking chair, her black hair hung down behind the chair like a waterfall, Lan Yan was holding the wooden comb in her hand, Lan Yan was responsible for pouring water, and Lan Yan Lan Cao immediately restrained her smile when she saw the wind coming in, and became stern and restrained. Feng Zhao walked over and took the wooden comb in Lan Yan's hand, and gently combed it for Yaoling, who held the pearl hairpin in her hand, raised it above her head to face the sun and squinted her eyes carefully. The sun sprinkled all over the small courtyard, and the light and shadow of the kapok tree were mottled on Yaoling's body, and when she saw Fengzhao Yaoling, she asked with a smile: "Is my pearl hairpin good-looking?" Fengzhao took the pearl hairpin and looked at it, I don't know what I remembered. He handed the wooden comb in his hand to Lan Yan again, and went to the study.

After Lan Yanlancao washed Yaoling's hair, Feng Zhao slowly walked over with something in his hand. came to Yaoling and gave Yaoling the things in his hand.

"What a beautiful jade hairpin. Yao Ling said in surprise, provoking the Lan Yanlan grass next to her to look over. It is a very delicate jade hairpin, the green hairpin body seems to be a verdant green bamboo mild and moist, the color of the hairpin head is warm white, it is carved into the appearance of a white magnolia flower, there is another budding magnolia carved next to it, the green and white are soft and not abrupt because the color difference is too large, the carving is extremely delicate and exquisite, and the image is realistic. Yaoling hurriedly called Lan Yan: "Lan Yan don't put it on for me" A hand as warm as jade stretched out next to her, Yao Ling knew that it was Feng Zhao's hand, she gave the jade hairpin to Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao gently pulled Yao Ling's hair, and Lan Yan and Lan Cao felt incredible on the skillful and gentle side. Fengzhao never tied his hair, his hair was always loose. took the jade hairpin and gently went in. Twisted Yaoling's body and looked up and down. There was a hint of surprise in Fengzhao's eyes.

"Where did this jade hairpin come from?" asked Yaoling, who was holding a small mirror in her hand.

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, looked at Yao Ling, and then looked at Lan Yanlan and the two of them, and the two of them retreated with interest. Looking at the retreating Lanyan Orchid Grass, Yaoling was a little confused. A pair of puzzled eyes looked at Fengzhao.

After a while, Fengzhao said softly: "It's in your swaddling clothes." The small bronze mirror in Yaoling's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the whole person was stunned.

looked at Yaoling's demented appearance. Feng Zhao gently put her arm on Yaoling's shoulder and said, "This is what I found in your swaddling clothes, and it may have been left to you by your mother." Originally, I thought that I would wait for you to give it to you, but I thought that Yueming and I were going to Xiwu and Jiang Li. This piece of jade is very rare and not something that ordinary people can have, Jiang Li is famous for producing jade, so bring it to you, maybe you may find something somewhere. ”

After a long time, Yaoling took off the jade hairpin on her head and took it in her hand and looked at it carefully. Mother, what a distant title, how many times she had fantasized about the appearance of her mother and the appearance of her father, and once resented that they had left no clues for herself. Now that Xiaofeng took out such a valuable jade hairpin, she once thought that her parents might be poor and had no way to support her, so they abandoned her, but looking at this jade hairpin, she thought that her parents should not be poor.

"The magnolia flower center of the head of this hairpin is carved with a small Wu character," Feng Zhao took the jade hairpin over, and pointed his slender finger, Yao Ling followed his finger and saw a very small character, which was Wu character. She watched carefully, looking and looking at the sun.

took the jade hairpin in Yaoling's hand and gently pinned it to her again. Then looked at her beautiful and sad eyes, and said softly: "Good, don't be sad, don't you still have me." A tear rolled down silently, crystal clear. He took her in his arms. "Let the years pass, I will accompany you for the rest of your life. He said in his heart.

Three days later, Feng Zhao and Yueming each got into their own carriages, Feng Zhao went to Jiang Li, and Yueming went to Xiwu, because Chang Ruojin was not allowed to rattle the bell to follow Feng Zhao, but Yao Ling did not want to stay alone in the county king's mansion. The two then discussed that Yaoling followed Yueming to Xiwu first, and said that Yueming would take Yaoling to Jiangli to meet Fengzhao after completing Xiwu's errand. When leaving, Yueming looked at the dark wind and whispered: "It seems that you and Jiang Li's Seventh Princess are still very close, and you still have to meet after all." Looking at the smug moonlight, Feng Zhao really wanted to give him a big slap. I knew that I wouldn't help him dump the sixth princess, and I was stupid.

The moonlit carriage is finer and more elegant than the wind-lit carriage, and there are more furnishings inside. But Yaoling found it very boring. Sitting on the side and looking at the expressionless Yueming, he couldn't help but think about Fengzhao and Jiang Li, so he took off the jade hairpin on his head and looked at it carefully.

A jade-like hand reached over and took the jade hairpin from her hand, and Yaoling raised her eyes to look at the moonlight. Facing the light on the car window, Yueming carefully studied the jade hairpin, sometimes pondering and sometimes pondering. Yaoling had never seen Yueming's contemplative expression before. After a long time, Yueming handed the jade hairpin to Yao Ling and asked, "Is this hairpin given to you by that kid?" Yao Ling shook her head. Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, "You robbed it?" he asked again. Yaoling didn't know that Yueming was very interested in jade, so when she heard him ask, she turned her head, ignored him, and said softly for a long time: "Xiaofeng said that he found it in the swaddling clothes he picked up me." Yueming's face changed. Looking at Yaoling's melancholy face, he gently took the jade hairpin from Yaoling's hand again, looked at it carefully, and said softly:

"Jiang Li produces jade. Xiwu produces brocade, Jiang Li has a jade mountain rich in jade, and Jiang Li's jade carving is also famous all over the world. After saying that, his clear eyes looked at Yao Ling deeply, and then continued: "Jiang Li's most famous jade carver is surnamed Wu, called Wu Xiang. Hearing Wu Zi Yaoling, there was a joyful brilliance in her eyes, and she wanted to say something but saw Yueming nodding her head lightly: "This jade hairpin is from Wu Xiang's hand, and there is a small Wu character on its hairpin head, which is Wu Xiang's standard carving technique." Yue Ming talked eloquently. This is exactly the kind of iron shoes that are nowhere to be found, and it takes no effort at all. Yaoling was worried about finding the origin of this jade hairpin, but unexpectedly, Yueming said it lightly. She excitedly pulled Yueming's arm and asked happily, "Then where is this Wu Xiang now?"

Looking at Yao Ling Yueming's eyes that were so happy that he was indifferent on weekdays, he couldn't bear to bear it, and after being silent for a while, he said softly: "Twelve years ago, there was a fire in the Wu family, and it is said that no one survived. ”

The hands that grabbed Yueming's arm loosened weakly: How could this be the case, Yaoling couldn't react a little, and finally had a clue How could it be like this, twelve years ago, twelve years ago. The heart is like a mess.

Seeing that the happy Yaoling in the past had become such a melancholy appearance, Yueming's heart trembled slightly, and he thought quietly for a moment, he did not tell Yaoling Wu Xiang to be the jade carver of Jiangli's court, and the person who could hold this jade hairpin was a member of Jiangli's royal family. He didn't want to sue Sù Yaoling about this yet.

In silence, he took out his flute and blew it gently, which was a jade flute he had newly made, made of soft white jade. The one in front of it had already been shattered into pieces in order to save Yaoling. After the song was played, I heard a sentence floating from Yaoling: "I haven't thanked you for saving me last time." If it weren't for your jade flute, I'm afraid I wouldn't have me now. She saw Yueming's new flute, and remembered the shattered jade piece she saw when she fell down in the last attack.

There was a flash of light in Yueming's eyes, but she didn't look at Yaoling in the end.

Xiwu is fifteen days away from Yanlong, on this day, sitting in the carriage, Yueming took out a bag of things and handed it to Yao Ling and said softly: "Change" After that, he turned around and walked out of the door of the carriage, standing on the front of the carriage and watching the surrounding scenery. In the car, Yaoling opened the bag and saw that there were several dresses inside, all of which were the kind of brocade long skirts worn by Houmen's daughter, all of which were made of high-quality brocade silk. She took out one casually, the color was elegant and beautiful. She took it on her body for a long time, she liked such skirts, but she never liked to wear such dresses, she always felt too cumbersome, the robes and short gowns were fluttering, and it was not good to look at it, let alone fight with people in such clothes. I didn't understand why Yueming asked her to change her clothes, so she got up and walked out of the car and saw Yueming standing in front of the car and asked, "What did I do with this dress." ”

Yueming glanced at her sideways and said expressionlessly: "Are you afraid that those officials in the Xiwu Dynasty can't recognize that the little witch standing next to me is the little witch who robbed them?"

Hearing this, Yao Ling's face changed, of course she could hear the meaning of Yueming's words, because Yanlong was the world of the Chang family, so she didn't move in Yanlong. But in Xiwu and Jiang Li, she is a household name. Yueming was afraid that her original outfit would be too ostentatious, so she changed her outfit.

With those dresses, she turned around and got into the car again, and after a long time she walked out again and stood next to Yueming. Yueming turned her head sideways to look, her face couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then she turned around and entered the car door. At this time, Yaoling was wearing a lilac long skirt, standing on the front of the car, the breeze blew the skirt fluttering, the skirt like smoke and mist slowly trembled, the waterfall-like black hair half pulled a bun with a hosta and half draped on her shoulders, with bright eyes and bright teeth and a beautiful face. Even the soldiers on both sides couldn't help but look at her.

Seeing Yueming, who didn't say anything, into the car, she also followed in and asked loudly: "What kind of expression do you have, is it good-looking or not?" Yueming's eyes looked out of the car window and said indifferently: "Take away the colorful brocade on your waist" As soon as she looked down, she saw the colorful brocade wrapped around her waist, and she said: "Where do you put it?" Yueming didn't say anything, stood up and came to her, stretched out her jade hand, and with a slight pick of her fingers, she untied the colorful brocade wrapped around her waist and put it in her sleeve. "With me, I don't need you to fight with others. Lukewarmly put down a sentence. He turned around and sat down again with a blank face to read his book.

"Dead Moon, Rotten Moon," she cursed inwardly, and she kept calling him the Moon Prince.

Two days later, Asaga's party entered Banyan City, the city where Western Wu and Yanlong met. When we arrived at Banyan City, it was already evening, and the sky was getting dark, and the sky was drizzling. Yaoling didn't like to live in the official inn, thinking that it was full of boring people, so Yueming ordered the team to enter the inn while he and Yaoling went to the only inn in the city to live in.

Before entering the door of the inn, I heard a commotion, only to see the shopkeeper and the two little two tearing a middle-aged man out of the inn, behind them there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old woman in a lotus shirt, carrying a burden full of tears in her hand, but her mouth was full of tears, but she couldn't say anything, the middle-aged man's eyes were closed, his face was flushed, as if he was unconscious. Seeing that the shopkeeper and the two juniors were still outside the door, the woman hurriedly ran forward and staggered up the man in the rain, squeaking and shouting in her mouth but couldn't say a word.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Yaoling's face flushed slightly, and her hand couldn't help but touch her waist again, but she found that the brocade bag and colorful brocade on her waist were all taken away by Yueming. A pair of beautiful and angry eyes looked at the indifferent moonlight next to him. Yueming motioned with her eyes not to be angry.

When the owner of the inn saw Yueming and Yaoling in brocade clothes, he immediately changed his smiling face and asked, "The two guest officers want to stay in the hotel?"

Yueming nodded, and the boss hurriedly stretched out a hand to make a gesture of please. But the moon did not move. The innkeeper looked at the two of them in surprise.

At this time, Yueming walked up to the woman and asked lightly, "You don't have the money to live in the hotel?" The woman in the rain struggled to help the middle-aged man beside her to raise her eyes and look at Yueming, nodding hard, Yueming turned her head to look at the innkeeper without words, her eyes were icy and cold, and the innkeeper couldn't help but be a little scared when she saw Yueming's expression and said: "His father and daughter have lived for ten days, and now his father is about to die, and she has no money to take medicine." Before he finished speaking, a jade-like hand stretched out in front of him, and there was a silver ingot in his hand, and a cold voice came: "Are these enough to pay off the debt?" The innkeeper's eyes immediately glowed greedily, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Enough is enough." That's enough for a year. ”

"That's not to carry people in. The cold voice sounded again, and the innkeeper hurriedly beckoned to the two juniors next to him: "Hurry up and carry it in, something that doesn't have long eyes." The two shopkeepers hurriedly came to the mute girl, lifted the middle-aged man she was holding and entered the inn. When the woman walked up to Yueming and wanted to kneel, she was stopped by a white jade flute, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of bright and gentle eyes, and the woman said something in her mouth, turned around and followed the inn quickly.