"I already knew that you didn't want to, so I was waiting for you at the foot of the mountain." Rong Yi raised her eyes, her obsidian-like eyes reflected her beautiful face, "Can I go?" ”

"Of course." Ming Yulong's pink cherry lips bent, his hands folded, and he bowed to Longquan Temple.

She's been lucky lately.

Just wanted to find some excuse to be out of the house for a month, Uncle Qi immediately came to ask her about the death date of her mother, which was really timely.

She secretly thought in her heart, although she changed the core, her original mother must still help her daughter, thank you.

After sincerely worshipping, Ming Yulong turned around and walked towards the carriage, his eyes fell on the carriage, and he said softly, "Huh",

"This is your carriage, isn't it?"

"Yes, if you go up and sit down, you will know the way." Rong Yi helped her into the carriage, and then pulled the curtain and sat in.

The thick curtain was lowered, and the cold air outside was isolated in another world.

In the warm airflow, Ming Yulong shivered comfortably, glanced left and right, it was still the luxurious carriage inlaid with various gemstone night pearls,

"Then why does it look different from the outside?"

It used to be a very low-key sandalwood color, but now it has been replaced by a dark dark blue lotus pattern, although it is just as good-looking, but a little unaccustomed.

Rong Yi said: "It's not fanfare to go out this time, it's naturally better to be low-key." The sandalwood-colored carriage is too marky. ”

"You know the way." Rosewood is not something that everyone can use, even if you have money, it is difficult to buy large rosewood, and it is inevitable that you will not think that it is Rong Yi.

Ming Yulong pursed his lips, "When you go to the rivers and lakes, you don't want people to get close to you?" ”

This is also Rong Yi's signature thing.

Rong Yi lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covered the pupils under his eyes, and said with a smile: "I can keep this distance by myself, and I don't need to say it deliberately." ”

That's still not going to be approached.

I don't know how there is such a rule.

Therefore, everyone will have their own quirks that others can't understand.

Ming Yulong lay on the table, looking at his delicate eyebrows, although he was always smiling, but when he faced others, it was like this distance.

There is always a bit of detachment and indifference in the eyes.

He was pouring tea, and when he lowered his head, a few strands of silky soft hair hung down along his movements and landed on his raised arm, Ming Yulong exhaled and blew silk, only to find that the snow moon on his forehead was still there, and blew on his face again.

The cool breeze was blowing, mixed with the fragrance in the girl's mouth, Rong Yi blinked slightly, and raised his head helplessly,

"What's wrong?"

Ming Yulong nodded his forehead, "You're still wearing this, will people recognize you?" ”

"There are all kinds of strange things in the rivers and lakes." Rong Yi pointed to the cup and raised his hand to brush the snow moon in front of his forehead, "I'm not alone. ”

remembered that when he and Feng'er came out before, he saw many people wearing purple robes and wearing Xueyue on the street, and Ming Yulong also understood.

Who made the family a national idol?

"Well, now that it's all settled." Ming Yulong's fingers tapped on the table, "But you still haven't solved the fundamental problem!" ”

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows, "What's the problem?" ”

"Your face!"

If you don't deal with this iconic face that has brought disaster to the country and the people, even if you replace everything, it won't work!