Nan Yang's face instantly turned cold, he stepped forward a few steps, touched his hand to the bed, and tightened his eyebrows: "It's still warm, and I won't be away for long." ”

Jun Qiao hurriedly said: "I will immediately order them to transfer the hiding place, and then go separately to find it." ”

"Wait," Nan Yang stopped Jun Qiao's movements, "It shouldn't be what we think, although Qinghuan is seriously injured, but her consciousness is still clear, if she was forcibly taken away, the sheets should not be like this, there are only a few folds." Judging from the stacking of the quilt and the mess on the edge of the bed, it looks like she got out of bed by herself. ”

"So, maybe she just left to scatter her mind by herself?" Junqiao breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and smiled.

Nan Yang twisted her eyebrows and looked around carefully, and when she saw the pile of clothes stacked at the foot of the bed, her eyes were a little cold: "The men's clothes she was wearing are gone." ”

Junqiao walked to the table, and was about to pour a glass of water to catch his breath, when he saw a note pressed under the teacup, and said with a smile: "Look at it, patronizing and anxious, Lu looked at this thing, isn't this a note she left?" ”

Nan Yang stepped forward and took the note to check, and a few words were briefly written on the note:

When you go out for a leisurely walk, you must feel at ease.

"How? Is it her word? Junqiao took a few sips of water.

The thoughts hanging in Nanyang's heart were put down for the time being, and the note was indeed the word Qinghuan, but she was still a little uneasy in her heart.

"In any case, now is not an ordinary time, it is better to find her immediately and leave Zhongyang City immediately." Nan Yang Dingding said.

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At the entrance of a certain alley in Zhongyang City, there are not many miscellaneous people passing by, and it is dawn at this time, and the sky is dim and dark, if you kill someone in this remote place, no one will notice.

Qinghuan held the messy collar of his shirt with one hand, covered his chest with the other and panted slightly, panting while raising his eyes to look at the woman in front of him.

"You...... What exactly do you want to do? ”

Miao Shan tilted her head slightly, and there was an indescribable style in her standing posture, and she chuckled: "What do you say?" Naturally, it will kill you. ”

"If you want to kill, why bother so much? …… You are Wen Thunder's subordinate, what is the relationship between us that deserves you to come to me privately? Qinghuan squinted her eyes and stared at Miaoshan tightly.

She was just lying on the bed when suddenly a person jumped in the window, and she immediately broke out in a cold sweat. thought that Miao Shan would take her life directly, but Miao Shan just put a dagger against her neck, forced her to pick up a random piece of clothing to wear, and forced her to write a note by hand and press it on the table, before carrying her collar and taking her out.

Although Qinghuan's brain was drowsy, he could still think about it, if Miaoshan was personally sent by Wen Jinglei, he would not have made such a series of moves. And Miao Shan forced her to do those things to deal with the aftermath, obviously not wanting the people in the inn to suspect that she had been here, and even wanted them to mistakenly think that Qinghuan went out on her own.

Why?

Miao Shan hooked the corners of her lips and smiled charmingly: "It's okay, I won't tease you." Indeed, it was not sent by the master of the sect, but ...... What about the other terrible person. He told me to come out of thee and tell thee a thing. ”

Qinghuan had a fog in his head, how could he ...... One more person?

"I know you heard something outside," Miao Shan raised her hair slightly, and smiled more and more whimfully, "You must remember, Concubine Tomb, right?" ”

"Yes......" Qinghuan whispered.

"Lord, let me tell you, don't go to the tomb of Concubine Ji to have a look, there is ......" Miao Shan lowered his head and smiled gloomily, "There is something you want to know." ”

Qing Huan shook inexplicably when she heard this, and her voice trembled a little: "Why me?" Why...... You're not looking for anyone else, but me? Why...... Will there be something I want to know? ”

"You'll know when you go. However, don't tell anyone about this, including your master. There are some things that she knows well, but she has been hiding from you...... Hehehe, it's good that you understand it yourself. ”

"You are not a thunderclapper who hears thunder, you have another master, why should I believe your words!" Qinghuan frowned and looked at Miaoshan.

"You and I have never known each other, I just got my master's life to remind you, you had better rot this matter in your stomach, think about it yourself, and don't rush to tell everything to your master...... When you go to the tomb of the concubine, you will probably understand, hehehehe...... Ah, and if you don't have a clue, just ask the people of the Shanshan faction......" Miao Shan's smile became worse, and his steps gradually retreated.

"You make it clear, what's wrong with my master? Who are you talking about? Who else but to smell the thunder?! Qinghuan's voice raised, and he rushed forward a few steps to pull Miaoshan.

Miao Shan retreated very quickly, with a strange light step under his feet, still with a penetrating smile on his face, and disappeared at the mouth of the alley in a few blinks of an eye.

Qinghuan chased after her, and she was flustered because of Miaoshan's words, as if something was in her heart, ready to come out, but she couldn't think it through.

Miao Shan walked very fast, Qing Huan was not familiar with the complex structure of Zhongyang City at all, he was like a headless fly, his chest was tight, like a burning fire, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't extinguish it.

Master...... What can Master hide from her?!

Wrong...... Wrong...... She should think about it, she should calm down and think about it.

She has been on the North Punishment Mountain for so many years, and she has never had any contact with outsiders during this period, who is the Lord in Miao Shan's mouth? Since you named yourself and gave you quite metaphorical words, maybe you know yourself when you were a child? But what kind of identity was she when she was a child, and how could she get involved with Miao Shan and others?

Tomb of Concubine Ke...... What's there? What did Miao Shan want her to know, or what did she say Master was hiding from her?

The key is that she has always thought that the leading figure behind the Heavenly Falcon Sect back then and the current Burning Heaven Gate force is Wen Jinglei, but why, she always feels that there is a more critical figure behind it...... This person, who knows her, knows many people.

"Lingqiu Mountain...... Concubine Tomb ......" Qinghuan muttered these words softly, raised his eyes and looked at the desolate sky in front of him, it was still early, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the morning light was hazy on the brick floor of the street.

Where is this in Zhongyang City?

She paused, and a thought raced through her mind.

She's been out for too long, it's been too long, and Master will be worried.

What the hell is the tomb of the concubine, maybe it is all Miao Shan's nonsense and lies to disturb her, but it is not true. Now, it's obviously more important to go back early so that Master can see her, isn't it?

Qinghuan blinked vigorously a few times, eased her thoughts, and looked around, the streets here were very wide, and there were still traces left by yesterday's vendors on both sides, thinking that it should be a market or something.

Not far away, an old man came early and was moving something. Seeing this one person around, Qing Huan stepped forward to ask for directions.

"Old man, what kind of place is this?"

The old man turned his head to look at Qing Huan, because Qing Huan came out wearing men's clothes, so he recognized her as a son, and said with a smile: "Little boy, this is the market, it's still early, and other vendors will have to come to set up stalls later." ”

Qing Huan was about to ask the inn how to go, but when he looked down, he accidentally saw a bunch of fresh hawthorns in the basket next to the old man, all full and round, and full of fresh water droplets; There was an oil pot next to the basket, and there was something in it, oily.

"Old man...... What are you selling? Qinghuan couldn't help but ask.

"Selling sugar gourds. The old decay came early, so he first set up the pot and made it himself, and when it was done, there would be more people. The old man smiled and looked at the hawthorn and pot beside him.

Before, wasn't Master still angry with himself?

Originally, in the Fuyu Building, the master was also very angry, and she promised to buy her a bundle of sugar gourds. But now, Master is even more angry than he was then, and maybe even more angry because he didn't have a chance to disappear.

The sugar gourd, can you still coax the master?

"Old man, it's still early anyway, I'll give you some money, you can teach me to make sugar gourds, right?" Qinghuan sat down on the steps beside him, and stood up to look at the old man.

The old man was a little surprised, and stopped packing up his things: "The old man has sold sugar gourds for many years, and no one has ever wanted to learn this craft, why did the little boy make this request?" ”

Qinghuan lowered his head, thinking of Nanyang, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook.

She pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "My wife at home has a temper tantrum with me, I did something wrong, and she annoys me." She loves to eat this little thing every day, and I think that when I go home in the future, I will never come out and buy it for her from time to time. If I learn to do it, I can coax her with this little gadget every day. ”

"The little boy is so handsome, presumably your wife must also be a beautiful girl, come," the old man said softly, motioning for Qinghuan to come to his side to see how he made sugar gourds, "The little couple has to quarrel a few words, she is a girl, you have to take the initiative to coax her, love her well." As a woman, she was born in this world with many difficulties, and you have to cherish her even more. ”

"Hmm." Qinghuan nodded. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and whispered again: "That...... What if she deceived me one day? Deceived me about a very important thing. ”

"That's what you're fighting about? If she is your wife, how can she be willing to lie to you? How can you be willing to doubt her? ”

"Right...... Right...... She's my wife, and I should trust her. Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, but the corners of her eyes were sour, and she had the urge to cry.

"Little boy is optimistic, the ingredients of this syrup ...... After boiling, roll the skewered hawthorn in the pot...... "The old man focused on demonstrating to Qinghuan, the movements in his hands were skillful and appropriate, and his every move was very in place.

Qing Huan was watching the old man rolling hawthorn, and suddenly felt a cold breath behind her, and then a slightly cold hand pinched her wrist, and the fingers of that hand trembled a little.

Qinghuan turned her head a little hastily, and saw Nan Yang standing behind her, her light-colored tea-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was restraining something, and her pupils seemed to be rippling with water, dancing with a little light.

"Where did you go?"

Her mouth was still so flat and cold, but her voice trembled imperceptibly.

Qinghuan opened her mouth, and wanted to tell her about Miaoshan, but she thought of Miaoshan's repeated instructions not to sue others, so she was silent, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

"It's dangerous in the city, and I'm worried about you." Nan Yang lowered his head slightly, his hand tightly grasped Qinghuan's wrist, and trembled more and more, "You are injured, it's not good for me." I have come out to seek you, and I have been looking for you for a long time. ”

"I ...... It's okay," Qinghuan said softly, looking at the sugar gourd stall in front of him, and lied casually, "I just wanted to go out for a walk, and I happened to meet someone making sugar gourds." Didn't I allow you a sugar gourd before? Wait a little longer, when it's all ready, I'll buy it for you. ”

"I don't want it, let's go first, Zhongyang City can't stay for a long time. …… I said before that if I am angry with you, I don't count, as long as you stay by my side in peace and well, I will never be angry with you. Nan Yang smiled faintly and gently rested his gaze on Qinghuan's side face.

Qinghuan only felt that at this moment, his heart was turned into a puddle of water.

The old man smiled while doing the work in his hands: "Little boy, this is your wife, right?" Look at it, I'll just say that the life of the little couple is like this, and the relationship between the two is getting better and better. ”

"Wife? …… That's what she told you? Nan Yang rarely replied to a stranger's words, her expression was stunned, but she showed a very shallow smile, "Yes...... Also to ......"

Qinghuan secretly wondered, why is this old man so unreliable, what...... Anything to say......

"The girl is really good-looking, she has lived for so many years, and she has never seen such a good-looking woman. In this way, this string of sugar gourds will be given to the girl, and I hope that the two will get along more harmoniously in the future...... What a good couple. ”

Qinghuan hurriedly took out some silver coins and handed them over: "I'll buy it for her." ”

The old man sighed: "I said that I would send you, what money to give!" ”

"Old man, it's not easy for you to do business, besides, ......" Qinghuan glanced lightly at Nan Yang, who had the elegant temperament of the hollow valley orchid next to him, and smiled softly, "This is what I bought for my wife to make amends." ”

The old man shirked it, then accepted the money and said goodbye to Qinghuan Nanyang.

Qinghuan interlocked Nan Yang's ten fingers with one hand, and fed the sugar gourd to Nan Yang's mouth with the other hand, watching her bite the red and gorgeous sugar gourd little by little, and her originally messy thoughts suddenly quieted down beside Nan Yang. With this woman by her side at this time, she had nothing else to think about.

She should take her hand slowly, with peace of mind, and walk all the rest of the way.

Nan Yang swallowed the hawthorn in his mouth, and suddenly said softly: "You...... Can you teach me to cook in the future? ”

"Okay, of course, whatever you want, I'll give you permission." Qinghuan raised her hand that interlocked with Nan Yang's ten fingers and kissed Nan Yang's fingers, her voice was full of doting.