The old butler knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said: "I, Li Deshan, have received great favor from the old man, and I have sworn to do my best for the Qian family." Miss don't worry, I will take care of Miss and understand that the Qian family's property must not fall into the hands of others. ”

Qian Gui nodded heavily, helped the old housekeeper to get up, and he was also shallow: "I have fallen so far, the old housekeeper still remembers the old friendship, and still does not give up, please accept Qian Gui's worship." ”

The old housekeeper wiped his tears and went out with his things, and Qian Gui called Biwu and Tsing Yi to come in, and the three of them sat down to discuss carefully.

On the fifth day of the first month, someone still has to stay to perfunctory Mr. Mo of the Millennium Sect, and it is impossible for the three of them to get away together at this time. Qian Gui said to them: "You two, now there can only be one who can follow me, and in a few days, the people from the Millennium Sect will come to the door, and one will be left to deal with them, and the old housekeeper will deal with the aftermath." Think about it, which one is willing to go, and which one is willing to stay?"

No matter where you go, it is a dangerous road, and even Qian Gui herself can't determine whether she can escape from the palm of the Millennium Sect, let alone guarantee the safety of the two people, and she is quite helpless at this time.

The road ahead is vast, life and death are unpredictable, Biwu and Tsing Yi are very clear about the current situation.

was silent for a long time, and before Bi Wu could speak, her eyes turned red. She looked up and said, "It's still a slave and a maid who follows the old housekeeper to deal with the people of the Millennial Sect." Tsing Yi's brain is active, and she has time to speak, and with her by the girl's side, the slave maid is more at ease. I just don't know where the girl can go in a hurry under the New Year's Day?"

Qian Gui quietly stroked the snow leaning on his lap, his eyes were calm and firm: "Now there are dead ends everywhere, only by going all the way to the southwest and leaving the sphere of influence of the Three Kingdoms and the Millennial Sect first, can we really find a way to live." ”

Spread out the map on the kang table, Qian Gui didn't actually need to look at it, he had already memorized it in his heart. She pointed out a well-thought-out line to the second maid, and sighed softly.

"Dali is now under the jurisdiction of Kangnan, if my guess is correct, Gu Chenxiao is only afraid that he will soon be bloodied in the Millennial Sect. Don't look at their arrogance at this time, they will soon be at the end of their rope, and they won't be able to take care of us at that time. ”

Qian Gui meant that she first entered the territory of Nanzhao and left the jurisdiction of Kangnan. Looking for an opportunity from Namjo, it is still necessary to cross to Fuso in the east, or to turn to Goryeo by water.

Only by completely leaving the sphere of influence of these three countries can we truly stay away from the land of right and wrong.

Now the silver tickets have become waste paper, so you don't have to bother to bring them out. Qian Gui instructed Tsing Yi to cage the carbon basin, and with a wry smile, he threw a stack of silver tickets into the basin, watching them turn into a little ash.

Qian Gui took care of the luggage with his own hands, removed the broken silver left for the urgent use of the house, and put all the gold and silver jewelry, hairpin jewelry, gold bars and gold leaves into several locked boxes, and ordered Biwu to be placed in the carriage partition.

She and Tsing Yi each carried some loose pieces of silver with them in case of emergency.

The kitchen was brightly lit, and a few servants made a large stack of cakes with their hands and feet, and large bags of dried pork and pickles, all wrapped in a large bag, which the servants carried into the carriage.

Although these things are not tasty, they are the most durable, and they are the best choice for long walks.

Qian Gui then instructed Biwu to prepare a big bag full of dried meat, which was a meal all the way through the snow.

In the middle of the night, Qian Gui quietly summoned the leader of the secret guard to meet him and instructed him to make arrangements. Everyone waited for the moment before dawn when it was most likely to be overlooked, and quietly disappeared through the back door.

Under the Cangshan Mountain, on the shore of the Erhai Lake, the people who had been noisy all night gradually fell asleep. The morning star was still hanging in the sky, and a shallow fish belly white in the east was not revealed, and the back door of the Li Mansion opened quietly.

The green horse, whose hooves were wrapped in thick cloth, walked silently, and the two carriages quietly drove through the bluestone paved path, like ghosts in the dark night, slowly disappearing at the end of the path.

The secret guards, dressed in black, scattered around, quietly escorted the carriage to travel. Inside the carriage were Qian Zhu and Tsing Yi dressed in black, as well as Persian dogs stepping on the snow.

followed from the imperial city to Yunnan, and now he is going to flee from Yunnan with Qian Gui. Treading Xue quietly lay on the thick black velvet carpet at Qian Zhuo's feet, touching Qian Zhuo's equally cold hand with his cold nose, as if he wanted to pass on the warmth on his body to her.

It was not easy to escape, and Biwu wanted to persuade Qian Gui to leave Taxue behind, Qian Gui buried her face in the snow-white long hair of Taxue, looked at Taxue's clean and warm eyes, and shook her head firmly.

The family is no longer there, and this Persian dog is worth half of his relatives.

Since Qian Gui was four or five years old, this Persian dog has been by her side, from a pompom-like cub to a faltering step now, and has spent more than ten long years.

Twelve-year-old Treadxue has actually reached the age of its dog's birth.

Qian Gui still remembers the little snow on his lap, like a small cloud. No matter how big the snow is, it follows Qian Gui's side, and when it thinks it is dangerous, it does not hesitate to block in front of Qian Gui.

Now that it is old, it can no longer move freely, but it still loves to stare at Qian Gui quietly, following her gaze and footsteps.

Such a dog has given her all its life and has become a part of her life. If she discarded it for her life, she would have a bad conscience for the rest of her life.

Qian Gui admits that there is also the softest part in her cold and hard heart, and on the way to escape, she chooses to never abandon Treading Snow and firmly keep Treading Snow by her side.

The road traversed by the carriage was narrow and long, and gradually turned onto the dirt road in the woods. It had just rained and the wheels had passed, leaving deep ruts on a long stretch of dirt road.

Behind the guards, there were other men in black who looked at the long ruts, and one of them made a silent gesture. Some of them followed him down with the carriage, while others stayed behind and cleaned up the traces of the carriage's passage.

When the first wisps of cooking smoke rose in the morning, Mr. Mo, who had just returned to the west of the town, habitually stood in front of the house and looked at the Li Mansion with the door closed from a distance, with a look of ambition on his face.

His wife followed him, yawned lightly, and still couldn't hide her greedy gaze: "That Miss Qian's clothes and jewelry are really magnificent, she looks decent, but she can't be a person." Our New Year's Day passed, and she didn't even know about the reward. ”

"Enough", Mr. Mo said softly: "Blindly shallow eyes, just stare at that little thing." If you annoy her, you will be killed, and then the sect leader will blame, and we won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

Mrs. Mo pursed her lips, obviously very unwilling, but she knew that her husband was right, and she didn't dare to refute it, still blushing and thinking about the pair of golden Huasheng that Qian Guifa had made.