Lan Keman looked at the candlelight of the glazed palace lamp, and tried to put his mind into the book of relaxing words, but did not answer anything, just nodded to Xiaoyu, and waved her hand to let her out.

Mengba County, on the second floor of the "Fulai" Inn, Situ stood in a lake blue shirt at the breeze under the eaves, there seemed to be a mist flying at his feet, and his pale eyes faintly showed a little worry.

Originally, Situ received instructions from his father, and in the first day and night, all the soldiers, maids, carriages and horses, and even the cooks and food on the road had been arranged.

Early the next morning, he sent a small servant to the Lan family compound with a message, only saying that he was going to Mengba County, and then led Sifu to arrange a proper service for the people and horses to leave the grassland pasture, followed the official road, and acted in a low-key manner all the way, and arrived at the "Laifu" inn where Leng Qingqiu, the lady of the Lingwangfu side of Mengba County, was located as early as possible.

Originally, I thought that soon, the relevant matters could be arranged, and Situ could go back to the ranch, just because Situ was not only anxious to see Lan Keman, worried about Lan Keman, but also because there were still a lot of things that Situ needed to arrange and discuss, whether it was Sijia or the ranch.

But the strange thing is that after going to the Laifu Inn from Situ, and only seeing the lady on this side, Leng Qingqiu shirked that he was unwell, and never came out to meet Situ again, nor did he tell when to leave for Beijing.

Situ carefully thought about everything about the first time he saw Leng Qingqiu that day, and wanted to analyze why, Leng Qingqiu originally looked at his face and wanted to sit down for a night and set off back to Beijing immediately, but when he finished a meal with Situ, Situ didn't say a few words to this Leng Qingqiu, and the limited explanation was also where Situ narrated the arrangements for returning to Beijing, Leng Qingqiu listened with a cold face, but why, just for a meal, Leng Qingqiu suddenly sent his personal maid Shan Xing to report to himself, said that Mrs. Fang suddenly became slightly ill and had to rest for a few days before returning to Beijing, and now, Situ couldn't leave after the arrangement was completed anyway, and he always had to watch Leng Qingqiu leave Mengba County, arrange everything on the road, and Situ could leave.

Situ thought about it carefully, if there was anything special, it was that when he was having dinner with Leng Qingqiu that day, there seemed to be an old Taoist and three or two little Taoist priests sitting next to him, what were they talking about at that time?

Situ moved his footsteps, picked a seat by the window and sat down, and suddenly watched the bustling pedestrians under the window, and the situation of that day finally appeared clearly in front of Situ's eyes again:

Leng Qingqiu's face was slightly cold, without a trace of smile, there was no joy on her cheeks for Situ's beginning ceremony, but there was no displeasure either, it seemed that everything had nothing to do with her, she didn't care, and she didn't care, until Situ talked about Ling Xingyue's letter to Steward Liu in which she entrusted Steward Liu to send someone to take care of Leng Qingqiu's return to Beijing, her complexion suddenly looked like a moon lost in a clear spring, lonely but sad.

"Young Master Situ, how is the letter from Little Prince Ling arranged with me?"

The rare Leng Qingqiu actually opened his lips slightly, and opened his mouth to ask Situ.

"Mrs. Fang, what is said in the letter of Ling Xiao Wangye, I don't know how detailed it is, I just obeyed my father Si Jinyao's arrangement to welcome you back to Beijing, I only know that Ling Xiao Wang Ye is worried that you will be too tired when a weak woman rides back to Beijing on horseback, so he personally wrote a letter to the palace steward Liu Steward, Liu Steward was worried that the people in the house were not careful, and then neglected Mrs. Fang, so I begged Sifu in front of my father Si Jinyao, and my father Si Jinyao came to arrange for you to return to Beijing in person."

Situ thought for a moment, and then replied:

"Although I don't know the specific content of the letter, I still care about your words and the detailed arrangements for your return to Beijing.

After saying this, Situ took out a piece of paper full of names, which was carefully written who was in charge of returning to Beijing, who were the soldiers who defended him, the two accompanying cooks, the following doctor on the road, what were the names of the maids who served, and a few grandmothers in their forties, who were also prepared for the pulp washing and sprinkling on the road.

After talking about the personnel, Si Tu Fu began to explain to Leng Qingqiu the matters that need to be paid attention to on the road, but at this time, Si Tu found that Leng Qingqiu's eyes had been staring very seriously at a table next to him who were eating.

Situ said a few words lightly, then stopped his mouth, pretended to be hungry and began to eat, and quietly stared at Leng Qingqiu in front of her, just because her face seemed to become nervous.

A crisp voice on the table next to him, undisguised adoration, jumped and came:

"Master, I heard from Senior Brother that you almost caught a hundred-year-old spirit creature a few days ago, which is said to be a snow-white cultivation spirit fox, is it true?"

At the moment when Situ pretended to pick up vegetables, he raised his eyes and glanced at the dining table next to him, only to see a little Taoist priest who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with a black bamboo hair on his head.

Then an old Taoist voice came, that voice sounded about seventy years old, but the strange thing was that the Taoist priest's face looked only in his twenties, at most about thirty years old, and his body was slender, and a thick Taoist robe was also very uncommon, Situ only glanced at him, and just met the pair of shining eyes, which seemed to be able to see everything, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Can this be fake, for the sake of a teacher for a hundred-year-old little spirit fox, is it necessary to lie and gossip?

In fact, that day, the little spirit fox that didn't know whether to live or die had been hit by my palm flame, but I didn't know its luck, and it escaped desperately with the wound of the palm flame of the five internal organs, and I was in a hurry to come back to answer the new arrangement, so I let it go, in this case, it can escape from my palm, and it is also a chance to create, but even if it can escape for a while, it will never be able to escape for a lifetime, unless the palm flame wound on its body is completely repaired, otherwise the spiritual power in its body will inevitably dissipate, In the end, it will still die tragically in the snow mountain, but it is better to let me catch it and practice it into a spirit pill, and I can't help but be able to complete this year's task, even if its spiritual power is absorbed by my Taoist clan, it can also prolong life and alleviate aging. ”