"Hey, ...... you" Huangfu Jiayi stared at the figure that passed by him and then ran away, and stomped her foot angrily, "This woman is really ......"

It really ruined her interest, she was finally able to stretch her fists and feet, and the people in the carriage acquiesced, and they didn't expect to kill halfway to bite the gold and actually snatch her prey.

Huangfu Jiayi turned around, and got into the carriage in a bad mood, Huangfu Shenghua looked at her annoyed little face, and spoke quietly. "That girl is right, you should be fast, just because you are slow, so those people will be killed by her."

Huangfu Jiayi Huo Ran turned his head and glared angrily at someone who was talking coldly. "Brother Huang, did you do it on purpose? Knowing that the Daoist people were in a bad mood, they were still standing on the woman's side. ”

Huangfu Shenghua glanced at her lightly, "I'm telling the truth, the next time you encounter such an unpopular bandit, don't talk nonsense, as long as you estimate that you can get out of the way, you can kill it directly, don't be merciful." ”

"I didn't have a soft heart, I just stopped to see who it was, who knew that she was so neat and solved them in one go, and she didn't leave me one." Huangfu Jiayi pursed her mouth, and there was a little complaint in her tone.

But thinking of the graceful and sassy white shadow when she shuttled among the bandits, she couldn't help but sigh: "But then again, that girl's kung fu is really good, above me." And I took a closer look just now, it seems that she is still a beauty, to be precise, it should be an ice beauty, but unfortunately you didn't see it just now. ”

Huangfu Shenghua raised his eyebrows and asked lightly: "Then do you think she is above you or below you?" ”

"Looks, you say? Probably, probably...... Above me. ”

"Oh? Is it? Maybe it's a beauty, but I don't think I'm lucky. ”

Huangfu Jiayi raised her eyebrows keenly. "What do you mean? What do you mean by 'maybe'? ”

"Literally, you are already a carrot head, if you are still under you, then can you still watch it? Only above you, there may be a beauty, but it is only possible, and it may only be a radish head that is slightly better looking than you. ”

Someone was stunned for a moment, then got angry, "Ah...... Brother Huang, you are too bad! You're saying I'm ugly, aren't you? I fought with you? Yikes! ”

On the silent official road, the carriage was still moving slowly, and the carriage was lively, and outside the carriage, Wang Cong, who was driving the carriage, returned to the appearance of being about to fall asleep.

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Half a month later, Yun Jinghua returned to Yecheng.

Along the way, she deliberately stopped and let time dilute the resentment in her heart, lest she come back too early, the anger in her heart was too heavy, and then she was carried away by hatred and did something unwise.

On the day she returned to Yecheng, she did not return to Yunshang Pavilion, but bought a quiet and remote courtyard far away from the palace and the Xiangfu Hou Mansion to live temporarily, planning to think about it in the long run.

Since she left Yecheng, Yecheng has not changed much, people are still the same people as before, except for Mo Ziqian, who has been looking for her for a long time after learning that she is gone, and has no whereabouts of her.

In the past period of time, Mo Ziqian sent the hidden guards of the Hou Mansion every day to secretly inquire about her whereabouts, whenever the hidden guards sent back the news, Mo Ziqian was full of expectations, but when he learned that the hidden guards did not find her whereabouts, Mo Ziqian would be full of disappointment, in less than a month, Mo Ziqian's whole person lost a lot of weight, even if there was Xinyang Hou from time to time to persuade it was useless.

Two days later, the carriage carrying Huangfu Shenghua and Huangfu Jiayi drove into the south gate of Yecheng.

After another two days, the black carriage carrying Zhuge Wuwei also returned to the field of vision of the people of Yecheng.

I don't know where the news leaked from, the people of Yecheng seem to know that Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng's trip is to cure his legs, so when the black carriage drove through the street, people immediately boiled, and their eyes unconsciously swept towards the carriage, hoping that the people inside could come out of the carriage and let them see the demeanor of heaven and man.

Sensing the commotion in the crowd, Aoba frowned in displeasure, and immediately whipped the horse's back with a whip, forcing the horse to hurry back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, away from all the ill-intentioned glances of the people.

When the carriage arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Steward Zhao, who had already received the news, greeted him at the door with the people in the mansion. "Welcome back!"

Aoba turned over and got out of the car, quickly stepped forward and opened the door to move the wheelchair down.

Zhuge Wuwei raised his eyes and swept the group of people standing in front of the door, and nodded, "Well, the original appearance is back, everyone go in." ”

After receiving the order, the crowd dispersed, and the housekeeper Zhao Jin received the look from Zhuge Wuwei, arranged for someone to lead the carriage to the stable, and followed Aoba to Zhuge Wuwei's courtyard.

Back in the study, Zhuge Wuwei pushed his wheelchair to the desk and asked casually: "How is everything in the house lately?" ”

The butler respectfully stepped forward and replied, "Everything is fine in the house." ”

"It's quite peaceful in Beijing, is there anything out of the ordinary?"

"It's been peaceful lately, nothing has happened."

Swept his gaze to a wooden box placed in the corner, clearly remembering that there was no such thing in his study, and the housekeeper also understood his temper, and would never put inconsequential things here, Zhuge Wuwei frowned. "Where did that box come from?"

Intuitively, he felt that the contents of the box were not what he wanted to receive.

The butler followed his gaze and replied, "It was sent by the white girl." ”

The folds between Zhuge Wuwei's eyebrows deepened, "When did she send it?" Recent? Or before? ”

"More than 20 days ago, it was sent by someone the day after she left Beijing."

Zhuge Wuwei twisted his eyebrows, and slowly pushed the wheelchair to the box. After a moment's hesitation, he reached out and opened the lid of the box. When he saw the familiar boxes inside, his hand on the lid trembled slightly.

These...... She deliberately asked someone to send him back, did she want to completely dissociate herself from him at that time?

Touching a letter lying on the top of the box, he leaned over to pick it up, closed the box and quickly opened it.

With a quick glance, the bright eyes dimmed instantly.

The calligraphy and painting have been appreciated, and they are returned to their original state today...... Sure enough, she wanted to dissociate herself from him.

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhuge Wuwei opened the box again and rummaged through a pile of boxes, Qingye and Zhao Jin didn't know what he was looking for, and they didn't dare to rush forward to disturb, and they couldn't help but be a little worried in their hearts.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Zhao Jin cautiously asked, "Master, do you want the slave to arrange for someone to find out the whereabouts of the white girl?" ”

Since Zhuge Wuwei and Yun Jinghua left Yecheng successively, Steward Zhao has only had two correspondence with Zhuge Wuwei, that is, the time when he sent someone to Zhuge Wuwei to send the news of Yun Jinghua's departure from Beijing, and Zhuge Wuwei asked people to send news of the return trip, so he didn't know that Lu Dao and the two had already met in Wuyi City, and he didn't know that Lu Dao Zhuge Wuwei missed the opportunity to treat his leg in order to save Yun Jinghua.