She lowered her head and took a bite of the cloud cake, which was as sweet as ever, but it was very unpleasant in her mouth.

It's obviously made by the same person, why does it taste like it has changed in the mouth, is she the one who has changed?

Or has Zi Sanghe's late craftsmanship changed?

"Xiang Wan, where did you go in those days?"

Luo Qingyu remembered the question that had been buried in his heart.

"Well, recently, the demon clan in Qirui has been in turmoil, and the monarch over there came to ask for peace with the demon, and the master sent me." Zi Sanghe replied later.

I see, she thought that the master deliberately separated Senior Brother Zi Sanghewan.

It seems that she misunderstood Master.

"Then do you bring food to Master every day? How come I never saw you? ”

"How is that possible?!"

Zi Sanghe smiled bitterly: "Qirui Country is thousands of miles away from here, how can I send food to Master every day?" ”

Luo Qingyu was slightly stunned, then the meals she ate every day in the Melting Snow Valley at that time were all the flavors made by Zi Sanghe in the evening, and they were steaming like they had just been baked, so naturally it was impossible to accumulate them early, so what was going on?

Could it be—

What did Master do?

No way! Luo Qingyu shook his head and slapped this thought back into the depths of his mind!

How can such a person, at first glance, not touch the spring water with ten fingers, how can he cook for her?

Not to mention making the same taste as Zi Sanghewan......

Maybe he has some special utensils that can keep them fresh for a long time, so he asked Zi Sanghe to send them first, and then put them away with that kind of utensils, and heat them up every time he eats-

However, even so, although the master took pleasure in tossing her at that time, he still cared for her......

She looked at the sky outside, clapped her hands, and stood up: "Okay, Xiangwan, I'll go back first." ”

"Yunxia! Is there anything you don't understand about the exercises? Zi Sanghe was a little reluctant to give up.

Although Luo Qingyu eats at his place every day in the past few days, he leaves after eating, in a hurry.

He knew that she was in a hurry to go back to practice, but was she in too much of a hurry?

Luo Qingyu shook his head: "Senior Brother Xie Lu, there is no more." ”

Although Emperor Shiyin has been cold to her these days, he still has questions to answer her questions, and he is very able to solve her doubts.

She raised her feet and left, Zi Sanghe was in a hurry, and suddenly raised his hand to hold her wrist: "Yunxia!" ”

Luo Qingyu raised his head in surprise, his body reacted before his brain, and subconsciously broke free from his grasp, and wrinkled his eyebrows slightly: "Xiang Wan, what else is going on?" ”

Zi Sanghe looked at the empty palm, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

Suddenly, I felt that the distance between me and my little sister seemed to be farther than before......

He sighed and stood up: "Let's go, I have something to do with the Wind Temple, and I happened to stop by with you, so I'll send you over." ”

Luo Qingyu glanced at him suspiciously, and nodded very dryly: "Okay!" ”

The moon is as big as a disk, hanging obliquely in the sky, a new snowfall, the earth is silvery white, almost all the trees are hung with fluffy new snow, quite a kind of thousands of trees and pear blossoms of the artistic conception.

It was quiet, except for the slight creaking of the snow beneath your feet.

The two of them just walked, naturally they would not use any light skills, leaving two lines of footprints on the ground, far and near, near and far, depending on each other......

"Yun Xia, have you and Yun Yinming broken off your marriage contract?" Zi Sanghe found a topic late.