Outside the door, Jing Wu's face was a little bad, and his lowered eyes were thoughtful, was he chasing too tightly or did she really have no place in her heart?

"I haven't seen this girl angry." The old fairy pavilion glanced at Jing Wu: "Yes, I don't dare to mention this matter, Jing Wu's nephew will depend on you." “

He is a hundred who want Qingqing and Jingwu to be good, but that girl's temper is too stubborn and too assertive, and he can't control it.

"Thank you, uncle." Jingwu said lightly.

"Alas, but don't be discouraged, that girl has been very smart about everything since she was a child, but she is an idiot for feelings, and it will take some time for her to see clearly."

"I know."

"It's good to know, it's good to know, yesterday your father wrote to you to go back to Dongchen as much as possible, what do you think?"

"I'm not going back yet."

"Not going back? Now that the Black Lotus Fire has appeared in Dongchen, aren't you worried at all? Jingwu, don't forget that the blood on Jì's body belongs to the Dongchen royal family. ”

I also know a little bit about Jingwu's affairs in the recent days, and the letters between Guò and his senior brother have been more or less understood, and the battlefield of that year took the lives of many people in Dongchen, including the royal family.

Jingwu was displaced at the age of twelve with a little prince of five or six years old, and it is understandable that he has no feelings for Dongchen, but he is ...... After all, he is a member of the Dongchen royal family, and many things cannot be gotten rid of without asking.

"I have my own measure in this matter, and I don't need to worry about it."

"Measured? If you are measured, you will not be here now, but go back to Dongchen to find out the matter of the Black Lotus Fire. Elder Xiange rolled up his sleeves.

Jing Wu pursed his lips and reached out to stroke his forehead: "I will go back, but not now, if there is nothing to do, Uncle Jing will leave first." ”

"You kid, I'm impatient to say a few words about you......" Immortal Pavilion Lao pointed to Keigo's turned back and scolded.

If this kid doesn't return to Dongchen, he will definitely have to make such a trip, he can't resist the temperament of his senior brother, not to mention that he can't sit idly by and watch the matter of Black Lotus Fire.

In the room, Yao Qingqing stood in front of the window and saw what the old man and Jing Wu were talking about from a distance, and when he thought about what she said to the old man just now, he must have heard it.

Recently, she was really more and more afraid of seeing Keigo, so she sighed secretly, turned around and picked up the medicine on the table and walked out of the room.

"Go and send medicinal herbs to Chu Fengqi?" Yao Jinhao greeted him, his eyes swept over the medicinal herbs in her hand and asked.

Yao Qingqing nodded: "Little uncle looking for me?" ”

"Yes, the road to Chuancheng was opened yesterday, I just asked you when we will leave?"

"Tomorrow."

I stayed in Sichuan City for seven or eight days, and I was relieved to leave Dachu earlier.

"Okay, I'll go and sue Big Brother Sù."

"By the way, has there been any news from my second uncle recently?"

"Your second uncle and your second aunt have already left Dachu, and they will be able to reach Mocheng in a few days." Yao Jinhao said with a smile.

"So fast?"

"Your second uncle and we didn't go all the way, and there was no delay on the way."

"Oh...... I'll write a letter to my second uncle in a while and ask him to wait for us in Mocheng. “

Mocheng is the only small city outside the desert in Mobei, and when you get there, you can be regarded as reaching the boundary of Mobei.

"Okay, it's safer to go into the desert together."

Yao Qingqing nodded, and the thoughts in her heart were told to everyone in detail when she arrived in Mocheng.

In the east courtyard of the inn, I saw Chu Fengqi sitting in a wheelchair and reading a book from a distance, so comfortable and appropriate that Yao Qingqing, who came over, had a faint smile on his lips.