Shangguan Tianjue and Xi Fenglie took a part of the royal palace to scatter in all corners of the capital early in the morning to find Sha Boliu, who was seriously injured and did not know where to go, and the guards did not know what Sha Boliu looked like, so Ping'er personally painted many of his portraits to the guards overnight, so that they could wear them on their bodies and identify them at any time. Da Wenwen originally planned to go out, but because Shangguan Tianjue and Xifeng Lie were not in the mansion, he should stay and guard.

Murong Yichuan is naturally angry about the fleeing Sha Boliu, he has almost no sleep all night, for Sha Boliu, he is ruthless to see people, dead to see corpses, and will never let him escape from the capital alive.

"Lord, you can rest easy, I think my brother and they will be able to find Sabelio's house." Ping'er saw that King Fu had been frowning, and his face was sad, so he couldn't bear it, and hurriedly came to the front to comfort him.

Although Murong Yichuan was holding a book in his hand, he didn't see a word in his heart, he just looked at it blankly, and his four and his eyes were completely separated at this time, he looked at Ping'er in front of him with a smile like a flower, gentle as water, and said indifferently; "This king just doesn't worry, or you don't stay here, there shouldn't be anything going on in the palace, this king remembers that last night your brother said that Sha Boliu seems to be heading in the direction of Lengcui'an; You might as well go to Lengcui'an in the name of making incense for the princess, after all, that place is a quiet place for monks, and it is not appropriate to go in and search for people directly, if that guy really goes in that direction, maybe he will really hide in the temple, and if the people in the temple know Wanruo, then if Sabelio is really there, things will be even worse. Great Literature"

Ping'er raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, with a look of disbelief, "Is the prince really so sure that Sha Boliu will hide Leng Cui'an?" I think my brother is just guessing. ”

In the face of Ping'er's face full of disbelief, King Fu cut the railway; "It is better to believe what is there than not to believe it, and we must not let go of a corner." His grim face was written with his usual courage and determination.

Ping'er saw that King Fu insisted, she had no choice but to follow it unconditionally, because no matter whether there would be any gain from Leng Cui'an, she could only give it a try, as long as it was beneficial to King Fu, she would try without hesitation, even if it was at the cost of her own life, as long as it was something that King Fu commanded, she would do her best to do it well, even if it was to redeem it with her own life. "Then Ping'er will go now." Ping'er didn't hesitate, "You go to the Funing Hall and bring the scriptures she copied with you, so that you can really get close to the Ciyun Master of Lengcui'an, this king remembers that Leng Rujin is the niece of the nun, by the way, go and see how she is doing, this king guessed well, the cold poison on her body has begun to attack." "Great Literature" King Fu has a cruel and cold look in his eyes, holding the music book with both hands, and facing Ping'er with a cold expression.

Ping'er came to the Funing Palace, at this time, she seemed to be tidying up her bookshelves in the room, and when she saw Ping'er coming, she was in a very good mood, "Princess, let Chunhong do these jobs, why do you do it yourself, you are still in confinement." Ping'er hurriedly came to Wanruo's face and persuaded with a concerned face.

It was as if he saw Ping'er making such a fuss, so he smiled disapprovingly, "Look at what you said, where did I come from so delicate, the confinement is almost sitting, my body is almost recovered, and I am not comfortable lying in bed all the time, it is better to come down and walk around, is there something wrong?" The prince didn't come over last night. Every night, Murong Yichuan would come to Funing Hall to accompany Wanruo, either waiting for her to fall asleep and leaving by herself, or simply staying, but he didn't come here last night, as if he thought he should come over this morning, but seeing that it was almost noon, he still didn't see his shadow, so he vaguely felt that something must be holding him back.

Ping'er pretended to smile easily, gently patted her soft shoulder, and pretended to be happy; "You, you love to think nonsense, where will there be anything, the prince dealt with the music late last night, I made the decision and didn't let him come, if you are not happy, scold me, but don't care about the prince's business, you don't think about this and that, see that you only drank the prince and thought about it for more than ten hours, I will go back to tell the prince that you think about the tea and rice he thinks about and let him come to see you quickly, in order to relieve the pain of lovesickness." Ping'er didn't know if she could let Wanruo know what happened about Sha Boliu, so it was worth using a joke to perfunctory Wanruo, so as not to let her think nonsense, and not let her know about it, the reason why Murong Yichuan didn't come over was that she couldn't pull away, and secondly, she was afraid that Wanruo would see something, after all, Wanruo was a delicate and sensitive person.

As if being teased by Ping'er like this, a red glow instantly climbed up to her slightly pale two, she slowly lowered her head, gently withdrew her hand from Ping'er, and whispered slightly, "It's good to make fun of people again, see how I fix you." "It seems that although she is one year younger than Ping'er, she is already the mother of two children, but she is still like a young little sister in front of Ping'er, she will be spoiled by her, and she will rely on her, and it is precisely because of this that she wants to keep Ping'er by her side forever, although she longs to be the only woman Murong Yichuan from now on, but she still wants to give Ping'er a place, because she knows that Ping'er loves Yichuan as much as herself, and even loves her more deeply than herself.

"By the way, I'm here to help you send the scriptures you copied to Lengcui'an." Ping'er put away the joke and got to the point.

It was as if he was slightly stunned when he heard this, "What do you mean by this?" Are you going to Lengcui'an? Okay, what are you going to do there? "It's like Ping'er doesn't have any friendship with Leng Cui'an, and Ping'er is not a devout Buddhist believer, so naturally he doesn't have much to do with there, how could he suddenly go there, maybe there is something in it that he doesn't know, so it is inevitable that he will be full of doubts.

Ping'er's eyes were so keen, she saw the question that seemed to be hidden in her heart, and hurriedly explained; "The princess is inconsistent and wants to know how Leng Rujin is doing after leaving the palace, I am going to see her today, and Ruxian also lives in Lengcui'an, the prince asked me to take the time to give Ruxian some court etiquette, there are fewer things in the palace today, so I want to go today, I know that the princess has quarreled a lot of scriptures have not been sent to Lengcui'an, so I will help you bring it." Ping'er's suddenness is also not leaky, as if she naturally believes it, "So that's the case, then please help me send these scriptures I copied to Mrs. Tzu Yun, and ask her old man for me." As he spoke, he took down his super good stack of scriptures from the shelf and handed them to Ping'er with both hands, "Ask Leng Ru for me, tell her that I have never forgotten her, let her live well, regain her strength, and happiness will definitely come to her side." As if a warm exhortation, speaking of Leng Rujin, his eyes will appear in front of his eyes, as well as the sadness on his face, when he sees her, he remembers his former self, and now he has reaped happiness, and hopes that the people he cares about can also be as happy as himself.