With a "arrived", Yun Xiu finally pulled out of the mire of memories of his previous life, calmed down for a moment, and followed the old lady out of the car.

"You will go up with Fang's mother and wait for me in a while." The old lady whispered behind her.

"Got it, grandmother." Yun Xiu understood that the Ye family should also arrive in a while, and the old lady wanted to promote this marriage, so naturally she would not bring other girls by her side.

Mother Fang said respectfully on the side: "Eighth girl, the meditation room has been prepared, you go around the path with the old slave." ”

Yun Xiu nodded his head and left first.

The road is the same as the memory of the previous life, the stone steps covered with moss are simple and vicissitudes, the green pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are still tall, and the dull and thick sound of the Sanskrit bell echoes the mountain stream, solemn and long.

"Mother Fang, I know the way, you go and serve your grandmother." For some reason, Yun Xiu really wanted to walk alone.

"This ......" Fang's mother hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly agreed, "Girl, the road here is off, you hurry back to the room alone, don't delay on the road, the old lady can't allow you to make a mistake." ”

"Got it." Yun Xiu replied with a smile and walked forward with her skirt.

There was the sound of rustling footsteps behind her, and as she walked away, she looked back and saw only a lake blue skirt around the corner.

Fang's mother left, Yun Xiu's pace slowed down, she was obsessed with this green pine forest, she looked up and looked around, as if she wanted to carve the whole dark green into her eyes.

"Eight girls." I don't know how long it took, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from behind Leng Bu.

Yun Xiu had a bad premonition, so she withdrew her gaze and followed the prestige, and sure enough, ......

Ling Xiao was staring at her with a half-smile.

"Master Hou, what a coincidence." Yun Xiu said sarcastically.

"yes, what a coincidence, storytelling is not so coincidental." Ling Xiao walked over in three or two steps, one leg stepping on the steps of the same floor as Yun Xiu, and the other stepping on the steps below.

Yun Xiu subconsciously retreated to the side of the road and let Zhongyi Hou go first.

Ling Xiao stopped and looked at the girl beside him, he didn't wear a bib today, the moon white spring dress was covered with a light onion armor, the lotus lotus skirt was embroidered with lotus flowers, the sunlight penetrated the layers of branches, mottled and sprinkled on the thin shoulders, which reminded people of the white peony in the morning dew for no reason, even if they didn't apply powder, it was difficult to hide their appearance.

No wonder the old lady of the Yun family is like a treasure of meat.

He thought, suddenly smiled, walking with the beauty, pleasing to the eye, why not.

"Isn't Master Hou leaving?" Yun Xiu didn't want to go all the way with anyone, especially the man in front of him.

As she spoke, she simply retreated under the tree and made way for the whole way: "This place is quiet, and I hope that the Hou Ye will understand the difference between men and women, and don't embarrass the little girl." ”

"When you stopped my horse, you were also alone, and I didn't see you scared." Ling Xiao looked at her playfully, "Unless the eighth girl has a ghost in her heart." ”

Yun Xiu: "......"

It's the ghost in front of you.

Naturally, the ghost and Bai Shao will not have a common topic, but there is only one way, and Yun Xiu is not far away or close behind, looking back from time to time, for fear that someone will find out.

"In the capital, it is difficult for many people to see the Marquis of Zhongyi." Ling Xiao seemed to have eyes behind him, and his voice floated from the front.

Yun Xiu was arrested, and there was no third person at the moment, so he didn't bother to pretend: "Master Hou, I'm tired and resting, so as not to delay your entry into the incense." ”

"I don't believe in Buddhism." When Ling Xiao turned his head, he was facing the light, and a shallow crescent-shaped scar next to the tail of his narrow eyes was particularly obvious.

Yun Xiu was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood: "Master Hou galloped on the battlefield, and experienced a lot of life and death, so he naturally has no faith." ”

"Say it as if you've been through it too." As the two passed by, Ling Xiao raised the corners of his mouth, his gaze slid over Qingli's side face, stuck to his slender back, and whistled lightly.