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Fu Qian was wearing an ice-blue dress with fine satin, the corners of the clothes were embroidered with bamboo leaf patterns, and a white mutton fat hosta was inserted in the hair on his head.

With that picturesque, feminine, feminine face, she walked in the alley paved with stone steps in disappointment.

On both sides of the alley are quaint and dilapidated low courtyards, beside which are jagged trees, and the leaves of the trees fall from time to time.

Passing through that alley, there was a bustling street, and the streets were fluttering high with various signboard flags, and the faces of different shapes under the flags had nothing to do with him.

He just walked aimlessly down the noisy street, weighing a thousand pounds under his feet.

The conversation next to the street made him stop and listen, and there was a slight fluctuation in the eyes of the backwater.

After a while, with a smile on his face and a smile in his eyes, he tugged at the arms of a man in his forties and fifties, and said excitedly:

"This uncle, are you telling the truth? You've seen red-haired people, where did you see them? So where is she now? ”

"Childe, my hand, you tap, tap." The man looked at Fu Qian, who looked excited, and hurriedly reminded him that his hands were about to be cut off by this person.

Fu Qian's fair skin was tinged with a faint red, and he let go of his hand, still not letting go of the man's hand, but shaking the man's body, and said urgently as if he was happy and sad:

"Where is she now? When did you see it? ”

"Childe, don't shake me, I said, I said it's not okay?" The man said repeatedly: "Just a few days ago, in the suburbs, the hair on the whole head was red, which was very eye-catching. ”

"And where is she now?" Fu Qian has been looking for so many years and has not found a person with red hair, and now a red-haired person has appeared coldly.

Although he didn't know what the man looked like, he believed that she was not wrong.

He has searched so many places, but he has never met the same red hair as her, who else in this world has such beautiful and unique hair except her.

"A man carried her in—" Under Fu Qian's eager expectant eyes, the man said and said, almost saying that she had entered the city, but fortunately, at the moment when the words were about to come out, he felt that what he said was wrong, his eyes flickered, and his tongue turned into such a sentence: "Enter--entered the inn, and then went out of Fengdu." ”

"She entered the inn, why did she leave Fengdu again?" Fu Qian didn't pay attention to the man's eyes, nor did he doubt the man's words, he just asked subconsciously.

"She seems to be injured, it should be someone with her who took her to find a place to be treated!" After the man finished speaking in horror, he looked at the arm that was slowly released and shushed, this person was too terrifying, and his hand strength was so big.

"How could she be hurt, then ...... she now" How is it now, Fu Qianyan was stuck in his throat, and he didn't know any of this when he asked this man.

The man was about to lift his sleeves to see how his arm was, but when he turned around, he was dragged back by Fu Qian and almost fell on his head.

"And where did she go out of town?"

With a smile on his face, the man hurriedly replied, "To-to-east-to-east." ”

Fu Qian listened to the man's words and thanked him, and a gust of wind swept up the dust on the ground, and Fu Qian was no longer there.

Ziyun looked at Fu Qian, who was already far away, walked out of the shadows, and said to the man who was still looking at Fu Qian's figure in place: "You did a good job, this is your money." ”

The man took the money with both hands, and looked at Ziyun gratefully, this is a hundred taels of silver, he has made a fortune.

Except for being a little frightened, but after a few words, he got so much money, and he was really lucky this year.

Ziyun cast a spell on the man, making him forget the scene just now, and that day when the emperor took Prince Ji back, someone saw it, and the memory naturally had to be erased.

Glancing at the direction of the Fengdu City Gate again, he finally sent the Ziyang Shenjun away, the emperor asked the Shenjun to leave Fengdu quickly, he thought about it, and never found a chance for the Shenjun to hear the red hair and come over and ask.

It's getting dark today, and I thought I had no chance, but I didn't know that Shenjun actually left the inn at this time and walked to this inconspicuous place.

He took the first step and put a person to wait here, the hard work paid off, he took all these efforts, and finally sent the person out of Fengdu.

It's just that the Shenjun who was a handsome son at the beginning has now been stained with wind and frost, but these have nothing to do with him, and he can now go back to deal with the emperor.

Linyi Xuan.

Ziyin knelt on the ground and said admittedly: "Emperor, it's all Ziyin's fault for not taking good care of Prince Ji." ”

Ziyin's words have not been answered by the person in front of him for a long time.

Ziyun returned to the courtyard and saw the emperor's room wide open, Ziyin kneeling in the center of the room, and the emperor standing with his back to him.

Ziyun found that from the strength of the emperor standing proudly over the heavens and the earth, the breath seemed to be angry.

Ziyun couldn't figure out the situation and felt strange, didn't Ziyin go to protect Prince Ji? How could it be here, is it possible, Prince Ji is causing trouble again!

He walked in lightly, stood beside Ziyin, and asked with his eyes what was wrong with Ziyin, who was kneeling on the ground and looking up.

Ziyin shook his head dejectedly, not long after he came back, Ziyun came back with his buttocks.

After he came back and told Prince Ji that his whereabouts were unknown, the emperor was like an ice cube, there was a pestle, no words, no other instructions, and a cold air was blowing on his body.

Ziyun saw Ziyin just shaking his head, worried about being pulled into the water by Ziyin, and immediately said to the cold and arrogant slender but not rough back:

"Emperor, Ziyang Shenjun has left Fengdu and gone to the east, Ziyun went to see the person who painted the F painting in Shenjun's hand and asked about the painting, but the person couldn't describe it, so he could only roughly say it, only said that it looked like a country and a city, and it was unforgettable at first sight, and the others were also unknowing."

Jun Nianchen is now worried about the fall of the divination, Ziyun said the news of Fu Qian, he didn't want to hear it, he read the divination in his heart to comfort himself, she has always been smart and knows how to advance and retreat, even if she doesn't see her for a while, as long as she doesn't meet someone like him, she shouldn't suffer.

Thinking of this, Jun Nianchen turned around abruptly, his long black hair like a cloud of smoke drew a half-arc in the air, Yingting's sword eyebrows moved, and his black eyes with deep meaning looked at the two people in front of him, and his thin lips were lightly opened, and he said coldly:

"Ziyin get up, it's good that Fu Qian is gone, it doesn't matter what the person on the painting looks like, since you are also back, then we will go to the suburbs now."

Ziyun listened to the emperor's words, his eyes turned and turned, now that it is dark, now go to the suburbs, is it possible to have something to do with Prince Ji again, Ziyun is very entangled, but unfortunately no one has explained his doubts.

After all, Ziyun couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, so he still asked:

"Emperor, is there anything important about going to the suburbs now?"

Ziyin stood up, glanced at Ziyun, who had no eyes, and said, "Prince Ji is missing in the suburbs, Emperor, please come with me." ”

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, stepped out of the door first, stood in the air with the clouds, and saw Jun Nianchen also move, and took the lead in flashing out of the prince's mansion.