Steward Song squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, he didn't think much about it, pointed to the bluestone road in this city, and looked at Xiao Linglingdao, "The most lively place in this city, it is this bluestone road, there is a lot of traffic during the day and evening, people come and go, selling rock sugar gourds, jewelry and jade pendants, all kinds of snacks, juggling, there are countless people, but it is quite lively, Miss Ling must like it."

Xiao Lingling pinched a trace of hair on the side of her neck, nodded and looked, the bluestone road under her feet was quite clean, the wide stone slabs were paved one by one, the drizzle was overcast, in the night, the fire on the city tower shone from afar, and the ground reflected a faint red light, which seemed to reflect the delicate face of this young woman, but she looked at it a few times, and listened to what Steward Song said was exactly what she wanted, and she couldn't help but feel slightly happy in her heart, very lively, very ordinary place? Then you must take a look with Brother Han, thinking of this, Bei Yan bit her red lip, and her innocent and cheerful smile was undisguisedly revealed, her delicate body rode steadily on the horse, and the figure of the Tsing Yi plain skirt was very clean in the night, her slender white hands were gesturing in front of her, Mr. Song, what you said, great, another day, if you have time, you will take the three of us around the city, okay?

The white horse ridden by Steward Song, raised his head and whistled, exhaling the heat, Steward Song looked at Xiao Lingling, gestured with a pair of slender white hands, his face was full of joy, his face changed, and he said with a smile, the little master's mansion is far from my three-inch small home, and it is also very close, after being on duty, his red face seems to reveal a little bit of happiness, and he raised his head and continued, I have a wife who has been with me for more than ten years, speaking of which, Han Li has already guessed a few points, and looked at Xiao Lingling, she is still listening carefully, pouting her red lips, as if she wants to hear him finish, Steward Song is actually only in his forties, his eyes are bright, his skin is obviously black, although he is not a farmer, he can still see the thin wrinkles under the corners of his eyes, the eyes that look a little bloodshot, looking at the road ahead, as if he has seen happiness, he raised his head and looked around, plus there are very few chores in the little lord's mansion, so, after I am done, I will go back to my own house to live, she will be worried, but, it doesn't matter, there are a lot of people in the little lord's mansion, Ling Girl and her party, If you want to play in the city, it is good to call a few random people, and you must serve several distinguished guests.

The four of them bowed their heads under their horses, walked on the bluestone road, the drizzle was overcast, floating on the body of the cool silk, it was the middle of the night, there was no one on the street, the line was crowded with people, occasionally passing by, a few dogs barked, looking up, the night sky was shrouded in thick clouds, fine rain powder, fluttering on the face, the black hair was like a waterfall, clustered round shoulders, the woman's snow-white face, closed her eyes tightly, listening to the man's words, her eyelashes blinked slightly, Steward Song finished speaking, she lowered her head and stroked the hair around her neck.

The girl in Tsing Yi, Xiao Lingling blinked, and said gently and amiably, it's okay, Mr. Song, you have a wife at home, we don't have to do anything, it's new to you, and you won't run far, it's okay to have someone else with you, if there is anything else that needs your help, she tilted her head, revealing a piece of snow-white skin under her neck, made a cute gesture, and said crisply, you have to remember to help us! ……

Steward Song's old face flushed, nodded and bowed, that is natural.

Xiao Ling glanced at Han Li beautifully, she seemed to be sleepy, blinking desperately, and she looked very cute.

Zhao Qingqing, who was riding a horse on the side, was lying on the back of the horse with a soft and delicate body, her face was biased, her eyebrows seemed to be lazy, and she asked softly, "Sir, how long will it take to rest?" ＇

When she said this, Han Li also felt sleepy, running all night, extremely tired, and it was not easy to support until now, and he couldn't help but say, Sir, the three of us are extremely sleepy, and we really care about how long there is still a place to rest.

Steward Song is really, extremely polite, hearing the words and hurriedly respectfully hugging his fists, there is no trace of joke in his expression, and he is upright and angry, some snitches in the city have been in turmoil recently, the city is not peaceful, and it is about to come to the annual lantern festival, allowing good things to happen, these days are the night ban, and the merchants can not do night business, otherwise the city is very safe even at night, so it is also wronged by the guests, and can only go to the house to rest, but the fairy will wait and arrive soon.

Zhao Qingqing, holding her face and her hair, smiled slightly, but it is troublesome Mr. You, she has a rare smile, this smile is like a flower that blooms elegantly in the night, which makes people feel amazing beauty.

The corners of Steward Song's mouth twitched, and he said with a bit of boldness, this is all my housekeeper's business, and the fairy must not take it to heart.!

Zhao Qingqing blinked, closed her eyes, and stopped talking, as if she was tired,"

Xiao Ling was beautiful and beautiful, looked at the past, couldn't help the silence and said curiously, sir, what kind of snitch are you talking about? Is he powerful?

Steward Song's face sank, as if he remembered something, the corners of his mouth bit slightly, half-paid, lost his mind, a lonely thief!

Zhao Qingqing said at the right time, is the son of Shang Fei a general?

Han Li and Xiao Lingling glanced at each other, and their hearts were full of secret words, that Shang Fei is not simple.

Steward Song didn't think much about it, and said indifferently, what the fairy said is true, my little master is the general of Liuying City, and he is also the son of the city lord, and the city lord has adopted three sons, the eldest son's name is Mu Nan, and the second son is my little master, and Liuying Studios and Chongyue City have been on good terms in recent years, if not, the war is my little supervisor.

Han Wei was shocked for a while, thinking that this underground soul building, obviously it was a war of the seven great families, how could there be three great cities hidden, under the Great Qin, and there was another mysterious and inexplicable world? looked at Zhao Qingqing, she seemed quite unimpressed, her eyebrows were lazy, and on top of this cold woman's face, she was extremely sultry.

was out of his mind, Steward Song said with a smile, No, it's almost here, a few people looked at it, but when they saw the people in this area, the pavilion courtyard was exquisite, revealing a simple atmosphere,

Tick-tock, drizzle, the air is filled with a rather humid smell, the bluestone pavement resounded with the crisp sound of horses' hooves, and the rain dripped down from the eaves, smashing on the smooth stone steps, reflecting a faint thin light, reflecting the shadows of several people and horses.

Several people were riding handsome horses, walking side by side, walking slowly in the rainy night, it was not too slow, finally, Steward Song's gloomy face, showing a smile, far away not far away, a large area of buildings, Xianyu Pavilion-like buildings, Lang Sheng said, this is it,