Unlike the severe cold of Beixin, the further you go south, the more you can feel the temperature rise, although you still need to wear thick cotton clothes, but the thick rabbit skin is no longer useful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There are many mountains and rivers in the south, and you can see the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers everywhere. It has been three full days since he was separated from Yuan Hongxuan, and there is still a long way to go to reach Duncheng in the south of Yinan.

Frost Ning Shi was in a hurry when he came, and he walked the shortest and most dangerous mountain route. Now that her daughter was by her side, she had nothing to worry about, so she told the team to slow down and go out for a tour.

Not to mention anything else, just the product, Yinan is much richer than Beixin, and all kinds of novel food, fruits, and vegetation along the way are unheard of by Miaozhi.

It was noon, and a group of men and horses entered a small village in the south of the country to rest. The village is surrounded by mountains, and in the distance, you can see a ribbon-like river flowing down the mountain.

They happened to be in the middle of the village on a market day, and a small street that was not spacious enough was almost impassable by villagers setting up stalls.

The woman with the basket led the child, looking east and west, and from time to time the crowd was pushed apart, and the round body passed deftly through.

The folk customs here are very simple, and most of the people do not use money to buy and sell, and most of them barter, exchanging things that they don't need or have extra things at home with others for what they need.

Miao Zhi had already taken off the eye-catching red wedding dress, and she didn't bother to ask what she was doing when she was taken by the maid of Frost Ningshi. At this time, she and Ning'er Xiangyan both changed into ordinary clothes, although their appearance has not changed much, but the exposed skin has been smeared with the medicinal juice given by Tuanwo, and it is not as fair as before, but it is more inclined to a healthy wheat color.

The three of them held hands, and they couldn't tell that it was a young lady with two maids, but they were more like three sisters with a good relationship.

At the ordinary meetings of the small villages, however, they seemed to be in high spirits, and at one moment they picked up a wicker basket and praised the woman's dexterity, and at another time they took a large piece of deerskin that Orion had beaten and wrapped around their bodies to study what style was best.

The three of them walked through the endless flow of people, and the laughter of silver bells was endless.

The veiled frost poetry and Tuan Zhi walked behind, looking at the smart shadows of the three girls in front of them, and they didn't feel happy.

"Master, did you promise the young lady to go back and refine the holy medicine for that Yuan Hongxuan?" Tuan Weaving lowered his eyes, and his voice sank.

Although she didn't know the recipe of the holy medicine, she knew the most important medicine primer in the holy medicine. Although during the master's tenure, no one in the palace has ever asked for the holy medicine, but after all, this holy medicine is the symbol of the Wu clan, but they don't have it at the moment, which is unreasonable.

The few holy pills stolen by Ling Shuirong's mother were actually not holy medicines, because the primers of the medicines were not pure, so their efficacy was greatly reduced. And those pills were originally things they used to hide people's ears and eyes, and they could relieve headaches and brain fever, but if they wanted to talk about detoxification and life-saving, they couldn't talk about it at all.

"Now that the young lady is back, will she be able to refine the real Yinan Elixir?"

"Nope." Before Tuan Weaving could finish speaking, Frost Ningshi forcibly interrupted her words.

"Absolutely not." She denied it, but the smile that was still on her lips just now was long gone, replaced by a cold and decisive look.

"The subordinates have overstepped." Tuan Zhi bowed his head and said respectfully, his heart also trembled, it seems that the master really doesn't want to pull the young lady in.

While the two were talking, Miao Zhi and the three of them had been overwhelmed by the crowd, so Tuan Zhi squeezed into the crowd and hurriedly looked for someone.

When she walked away, the red lips under the frost veil slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and Tuan Weaving Fangcai's words were like a huge stone, pressing on her chest, making her seem to be about to run out of breath.

Shuang Ningshi raised her eyes and looked at the figures of several girls who reappeared in sight, her eyebrows full of exhaustion.

Zhi'er, how can I tell you? Her head sank, and her heart twitched hard.

A few days ago, on the mountain road at the Lingci Pass, in less than half a day, she saw that the relationship between her daughter and Na Yuan Hongxuan was extraordinary, and the intimacy between the two made her very happy. But when Yuan Hongxuan's subordinates came to ask her for the holy medicine, she had the idea of separating the two for a moment, and it was very strong.

That holy medicine, as a holy woman, she didn't have it, and she couldn't practice it anymore, but with Miao Zhi here, she could, but to refine the holy medicine, she had to be a holy woman, which meant that Miao Zhi had to take her place.

However, she can't, she can't let her daughter sit in this position, it's too hard and too lonely.

Her eyes flashed, and in the warm light, the smile on Miao Zhi's lips danced with her hair, mixed with small laughter, and echoed clearly in her ears as she crossed the crowd. The charming and mixed picture, like a simple calla lily, bloomed in her mother's heart.

She suddenly became less entangled, so she thought she was selfish! Even if Miao Zhi will resent her, hate her, and even hate her in the end, she can't let her become a saint, and she must not let her daughter be like her, floating in power and conspiracy all her life.

She never wanted her daughter to become a queen or concubine, with supreme rights and reputation, her daughter did not need to become a phoenix. She only hopes that her elf can be a bird flying freely in the mountains and wilderness, and live a carefree life.

The moon sets, and the Muku grassland under the Ado Mountains.

At this time, it is already dusk, and the vast grassland has an unobstructed view and a wide view. There was not a single cloud to be seen on the clean canopy, only the half-set sun on the mountainside used its orange-red halo to create a different atmosphere.

In winter, the grass is very thin, and there is no green air and it is crawling on the ground, and occasionally some wild mice with long whiskers can be seen poking out of their pointed mouths, and then "squeezing" and retracting into their holes.

I don't know whether the grassland here has been destroyed by the environment or man-made, and the vegetation is sparsely clustered together, one in the east and one in the west, and the freeze-dried soil layer of the bare surface can be seen everywhere.

Not far from the pasture, there were two tents that were not too big or small, and the corner of the roof of the canopy that was turned up by the wind, and the crooked wooden nails used to fix the ropes showed that these two tents were only erected at midnight not long ago.

Inside the tent, a large group of men dressed in coarse cloth and wrapped in animal skins were drinking and eating meat, all of them looking rough and bold, and their exposed dark arms proved how strong and powerful their bodies were. (To be continued.) )