"What are you thinking?" When talking about the smoky wandering spirit, Nangong Qingjue had already walked to her side, with a gentle smile on her peerless handsome face, looking at her contemplative eyes.

"No" she came to her senses, her heart was stunned, and she subconsciously avoided it slightly.

"The morning fog is heavy, and the ground will be a little slippery, don't wander, be careful." The corners of Nangong Qing's lips were hooked with a beautiful arc, and the gently overflowing tone was like a gentle spring breeze blowing in her ears.

Talking about the smoke, his red lips pursed slightly, and he kept his head down and didn't say anything more.

There was no word all the way, and soon the two arrived in the lively city of clouds.

The first thing she went to was the cloth village, and she carefully selected a few silk horses, which were purple, carmine, crow blue, and white. To ask for so much at one time, it is simply a pleasure to watch the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, do you have a first-class crescent moon white here?" She asked softly, setting the silk aside.

"Yes, yes, but there is only one horse left." The mustachioed shopkeeper took out the crescent-white satin and handed it to her, the smooth fabric embroidered with a thin pear pattern.

At first glance, it is a first-class product.

"Shopkeeper, this is a good material." Tan Shuyan liked it at a glance, and his slender fingertips lingered gently on the fabric, and Qingmei's eyes were full of joy.

"Hehe, Madame is really a good eye, this is the last batch of high-quality goods in our store, and I can't get such good silk, but I think that Madame came by coincidence, this last batch should still be enough for you to make a robe for your son." The shopkeeper has to be a clear-eyed person, and from the look of the man standing behind the veiled woman, he knows that the two have a great relationship, and he raised a smile and flattered.

"I want this." Tan Shuyan didn't say anything, and after smiling faintly, after paying the silver, Nangong Qingjue took the initiative to take over a few pieces of silk, and the two walked out of the cloth village.

"I want to buy so much silk." Nangong Qingjue followed behind the woman, and the two came to the market again.

"Make some changes of clothes for the strange doctor seniors." Tan Shuyan's lips opened slightly, and her low voice revealed the veil, and after she bought a chicken and some meat, she had no intention of lingering.

"You asked him to wear white?" Nangong Qing glanced desperately at the crescent-white silk in his hand, and a smile drew out of his eyes.

Tan Shuyan stopped his pace, looked sideways slightly, glanced at him lightly, and said. "That's not for the Strange Doctor seniors."

"That's right." When he heard this, his eyes lit up.

He seemed to have misunderstood something, and smiled happily.

Tan Shuyan trembled his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word, turned around and continued to walk forward, a gust of wind blew, and a yellow notice came to him. Let her take a few steps back, if it weren't for Nangong Qingjie to support her, I'm afraid she would have to be thrown to the ground by a piece of thin paper.

"What is this?" Puzzled, she picked up the yellow notice paper on the ground, because she saw a face painted on the yellow notice paper that she could never forget in her dreams.

If it weren't for He Rourou, they wouldn't have come to where they are today.

"This is a post by Master He, who has since severed the father-daughter relationship with He Rourou, and her life and death will no longer have anything to do with Hefu in the future." Nangong Qingjue held her thin waist and whispered in the woman's ear.

"What! Anyway, He Rourou is also his biological daughter. Tan Shuyan's eyes were shocked, looking at the portrait with a clear line of words and a red mark of residual jade in the bottom corner, he didn't expect Master He to choose to give up He Rourou.

"He Rourou's actions have angered not only our Nangong Villa, but also the Nine Kings' Mansion. If Master He said more, even if I didn't care about him for the sake of years of friendship, I was afraid that Feng Xie would kill him directly. Under the dilemma of Lao Ming and his daughter, he naturally chose Mingzhe to protect himself. ”

Nangong Qingjue's words made her feel very uncomfortable when she heard it, maybe her father would suffer the pain of losing her beloved daughter in this life because of her fake death, and she deserved it, but after death, she couldn't even enter her ancestral grave, and was directly abandoned by her relatives, which was uncomfortable.

"If you have a father, you will have a daughter, and if you want to come to Master He, he is not a good person." She sighed softly, gently let go of the yellow notice, and let this qiē go with the wind.

"This is also the last time Nangong Villa cooperates with him, and this time I will go to Cloud City to settle a bill with him, and I will not have anything to do with Hefu." Nangong Qing refused to say these words, and he could not explain them to her, but he wanted to say them.

He wanted her to know that she was more important to him than business.

"Just figure it out for yourself." A delicate heart is like a seven-pronged conversation, how could Yan not hear his allusion, hooked the corners of his lips and bent it, and as if nothing had happened.

"If it's still early today, we want to go get something to eat, and then we can go back." Nangong Qing never asked her to respond to him immediately, and if she said something, she would accept it when she saw it.

Before she could say no, he walked into a restaurant with her in his arms.

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In the elegant wing, several blue and white porcelain teacups and small teapots were neatly placed on the mahogany table.

Then, the door in the wing room was closed.

"This restaurant is so chic." Tan Shuyan looked at the surrounding wings like a woman's boudoir, even the jade couch, with soft white veils fluttering all around, if it weren't for the open windows, it always made people feel very fascinated.

She looked down, and there was a menu on the table with each dish written on it.

For example, this egg persimmon noodles are called hibiscus noodles in this restaurant, the dish color of mixed willow artemisia sprouts is called Liu Rumei, the stir-fried red and green peppers are called peerless double pride, the persimmon sugar is called the Snow Mountain Flying Fox, the braised pork is called the three days of the beam, and the sea fish stewed freshwater fish is called his hometown and so on......

She was dazzled by what she saw.

"This is a famous specialty restaurant in Cloudsdale." Nangong Qingjue obviously didn't come for the first time, he picked up the wine jug and gave her a glass of fragrant wine.

Each wing room here is uniquely furnished, with a different meaning, and the wing room he ordered is a meaning of a fair lady and a gentleman.

"Nangong Gongzi, I don't drink." Talking about Shuyan, no matter what Nangong Qingjue thinks, once she decides what she does, her position will not change, and Nangong Gongzi stabbed Nangong Qingjue into an internal injury.

His eyes darkened, he didn't say anything, and gave her a cup of tea.

When he was in Nangong Villa before, as long as he came back, he could always see this woman standing silently behind him, waiting for him to eat, maybe he didn't know when it started, slowly he got used to her service, and slowly began to ignore her.

The two rarely dine together.

Not to mention alone.

This is called Tan Shuyan's heart is inexplicable, and he is a little nervous.

Reaching out to remove the veil, revealing a delicate face, she lowered her head, clutched her chopsticks, and ate only the food in front of her.

"Can you tell me, after you leave Nangong Villa, how can you go to the imperial capital?" Nangong Qing didn't move her chopsticks, holding the wine glass with one hand, tasting it carefully, looking at her exposed wrist thoughtfully.

On the fine white skin, he, like her, had a very shallow scar that he would never want to remove in his life.

"I was rescued by Rao Yifeng, and when I woke up, I was already in the imperial capital Rao Mansion." Tan Shuyan's fingertips paused slightly, and said indifferently. Even if she doesn't say it now, as long as he asks, she can ask it.

"The first prince of the imperial capital?" Nangong Qingjue raised his eyebrows.

What did he do in Nangong Villa, that pear blossom forest was also the territory of Nangong Villa.

"Well, he passed by Nangong Villa, but he didn't expect to meet me by chance, and then he took me home." Tan Shuyan said the situation very euphemistically.

Naturally, he wouldn't sue him, Rao Yifeng originally planned to come and see if he was dead.

"It seems that I will find a time to visit and thank him for his rescue." Nangong Qingjue took a bite of food and gave it to her.

A sentence in a discourse rejects the relationship between the two, and a sentence in a discourse implies the relationship between the two.

Tan Shuyan didn't know what it was like at this time, she was silent for a while, and after reining in her complicated feelings, she lowered her head and quietly ate the food in the bowl, without saying a word.

She didn't want to go back to Nangong Villa with him, as soon as she returned to Nangong Villa, she was afraid of the previous days, and she was afraid of this kind of lonely guard, not because he was no longer lonely, but because he was there, so she would be lonely.

"I ...... Are my parents okay? In the wing, she was silent for a long time before she spoke.

"When I learned that you set yourself on fire, your mother was seriously ill, but I have already sent a book back to tell her that you are still alive and well." Nangong Qingjue, like Ran Xuexiao, hid Yi Yu's death.

Maybe this is too much, but they know very well that Yi Yu and her are like sisters, if they know, can she bear it......

"It's that I'm not filial, but when did you know my identity." Tan Shuyan wanted to ask him this question last night, but he ran back in a hurry and didn't find a chance to ask for a while.

"The scent of you. When Jiang Liran opened the door and came out of the room, your unique orchid fragrance was also brought in. Nangong Qing's profound eyes met her incomprehensible gaze.

At that time, he did mistake her for Qingwan, but the fragrance from the room clearly told him that it was probably his wife.

Although this unique fragrance of orchids was mixed with the fragrance of petals that women liked to put when they bathed, the fragrance on her body was something he could not forget in his life.

If it was false to say that he was not excited at that time, but he endured it, he wondered why his wife, who had always been infatuated and loyal to him, was reluctant to return to him, because he didn't want to love him anymore?

So he began to pretend not to know quietly, until Xiaobai appeared, and he began to smell danger.

[6,000 words over!] 】R1154