And on the other side, in the courtyard of Fang Yuan, the abbot of the White Horse Temple.

Song Yuan sat on his bed, his clothes faded to his waist and abdomen, revealing a large white chest.

Fang Yuan was attached to him, his subordinates were focused, their expressions were cold, and there was a dense sweat on their foreheads, but they still couldn't help but ask, "Why did you bring her here, you weren't afraid that she would see something." ”

Song Yuan's expression was pleasant, his hands were pillowed under his head, and he said with a smile: "Do you think she doesn't know anything?" She's so good! ”

Fang Yuan paused, his face was indescribable, this was ...... Proud?

Song Yuan urged him: "Hurry up, I can't stand it." ”

Fang Yuan continued the movements in his hands.

"That kid, is it really yours?"

"Or what do you think?" Song Yuan replied.

"Then he knows what?"

As soon as the words fell, he stood up and took the handkerchief that had been prepared on one side.

Song Yuan was holding a dense piece of silver needles, his expression did not show any pain, but he rarely let go of his smile.

"He doesn't know, and I won't let him know."

"Amitabha, what a bad fate." Fang Yuan sighed and said compassionately.

Song Yuan raised his head to look at him and continued to laugh: "Otherwise, you are still vulgar, anyway, you are not a true monk, didn't Qingjiang also say it back then, cultivating the mind is not self-cultivation." ”

Fang Yuan looked at him coldly: "What nonsense, it's so sick that you can't talk about it, take care of yourself, you don't have to worry about my affairs." ”

Song Yuan fell asleep with his arms on his pillow, and the corners of his mouth smiled. Fang Yuan sat for a while, like a Buddha, without movement or expression, and after a while, he let out a faint sigh and gradually drifted away in the moonlight.

Qingjiang sat on the edge of the bed, there was no candle flame only the moonlight like snow sprinkled, she lay down with her clothes, stared at the roof for a while, stretched out her hand to hold Coke's soft body, and felt that she was still living in this world.

Early the next morning, Qingjiang and his party did not stop, said goodbye to Fang Yuan and Liuzhou, and planned to go on the road. Liuzhou knew that she was in a hurry, so he didn't keep her, but just pulled her aside and gave her a few words.

"Go to Song Country here, be careful in everything."

Qingjiang nodded in agreement, and laughed at him again: "Get you, take care of your own business, I'm fine...... You should not stay at the White Horse Temple, go back early, no matter what reason you have, this is not the place we should stay. ”

Liuzhou said: "I know. You too. ”

After speaking, he smiled again: "I realized that you are becoming more and more similar to before, at least not as cold as when you first returned to the palace." ”

Qingjiang thought for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

Then he turned around and got into the carriage.

Over there, Song Yuan was also talking to Fang Yuan, and when he saw Qingjiang getting into the carriage, he smiled and said, "I know, I know, why are you so noisy." ”

Fang Yuan glanced at him coldly and said, "Don't be so childish, your body ......"

He paused, with a rare expression similar to mockery on his face: "Also, you don't care about yourself, I'm in a hurry." ”

Song Yuan smiled and said, "I'll come as scheduled on the fifteenth day of next month, is this good?" ”

Qingjiang lifted the curtain to look at them, and when he saw Song Yuan coming over, he lowered the curtain and sat down, until he got into the car, and Coke said goodbye to Liuzhou loudly from the curtain. "Fifth uncle, when Cola recovers, I'll come back to see you!"

"Okay, well, the fifth uncle is waiting for you in the capital, and you have to take you to fly a kite and swim the river."

Cola's eyes lit up, and he was reluctant to take his hand from the curtain: "Fifth uncle, we said okay, you have to wait for me!" ”

Qingjiang dragged him back and said to Liuzhou, "We're leaving, remember what I said, take care!" ”

She didn't look at him until the carriage was heading down the hill.

Song Yuan also found out.

The White Horse Temple is a mountain and thorn barrier that they can't cross.

As the saying goes, it's easier to go up than to down.

However, there is a road from the top of Bailian Mountain, which leads directly to a small town in the Song Kingdom, and you can reach the capital of the Song Kingdom in two days.

Unfortunately, they had to walk for three days on the way down the mountain.

Coke hugged Qingjiang and expressed his reluctance to Liuzhou: "Mom, the fifth uncle looks so unenergetic." ”

Qingjiang touched his head and said with a smile: "You know again." ”

Cola was a little unconvinced, and said: "Don't underestimate me, my feelings are accurate, I know a lot of things if you don't tell me!" ”

Qingjiang continued to touch his head, and smiled even deeper: "For example? ”

Cola arched into her arms and said, "I won't tell you." ”

Qingjiang patted him on the back, he has been so lively and cheerful recently, and he is even skilled in high-level interactions such as coquettishness.

Of course, she didn't let go of his faint glance at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan has been reading a book in his hand since he got into the carriage, sometimes he will look up at Qingjiang or Coke, sometimes he will prick up his ears to listen for a while, and then follow with a faint smile.

At noon, the carriage stopped by the river to rest, and the catkins mysteriously pulled Qingjiang to the side under the big tree, which caused the eyes of Xiaojiu and several people to gather here.

She brushed away the catkins' hand, stopped her eyes on Coke by the river, and asked, "What are you doing sneakily?" ”

Liu Wu lowered her voice, put her hand on the side of her mouth and said to Qingjiang, "Miss, I heard your conversation with the bell last night. ”

Qingjiang raised his eyebrows to look at her and said, "I didn't expect you to have this kind of hobby." After that, without waiting for her to react, she smiled again: "Why are you covering your mouth, you have dragged me so far, and I am afraid that people will not hear it." ”

After speaking, he rolled his eyes elegantly.

Liu Wu glanced quickly at the side of the carriage and said, "What if one of them can lip talk?" ”

Qingjiang was speechless, and heard Liu Wu ask cautiously: "That...... Miss, is what she said true? ”

Qingjiang brushed her hair that had been blown away by the wind, and her words were also floating in the wind.

"Which one are you talking about? Was Song Yuan once my colt? It was he who told the bell to put abortion pills in my diet, saying that he didn't want Coke? Was he the one who ruined our country or did he end up gone? ”

"Which one are you talking about?"

By the river, Coke grabbed Song Yuan's placket, he lowered his head and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" ”

Coke looked at him and asked with some concern, "Uncle, are you okay?" ”

Song Yuan shook his head and continued to teach him to fish with a stone, Coke was worried, he even had white lips, was it really okay? Uncle Song Yuan seems to be in the same health as himself.

The catkins seemed to be dried in the wind, and they raised their other hand to hold back their cries.

She knew that there were some things in Qingjiang, such as that she was a princess of the Jin Kingdom but took a child to Suzhou, such as the repeated tolerance of the monarch of the Jin Kingdom, and her indifferent attitude.

But she didn't think that there was such an inside story.

No wonder she felt that Song Yuan was a little familiar, no wonder he was like this to Qingjiang.

With tears in her eyes, she said, "Princess, I didn't mean to ......"

Qingjiang stared at her and comforted: "It's okay, although it's not a good thing to listen to the corner, but I don't blame you?" Don't cry. ”

Catkins nodded. Tears instantly returned.

But that's not what I'm talking about, princess......

Author's words:It's been a long time since I've come out.,Don't you want me.,This chapter is really full of sentiment.,Anyway, I'm going to finish my manuscript.,I don't want to do this But recently Kavin.,There's a lot of things in school and it's very busy.,Anyway, you really can't bear not to comment on me.,I don't want anything now.,Just comment! I don't want to fight alone!