Su Zhimo's footsteps stopped, and he looked down at the little fox who was smiling fearlessly in his arms, quite helpless.

He sighed lightly.

On his face, he was helpless to be pierced by the little fox, but in his heart, he was thinking about the covenant of Qingcheng.

Gently put her down, raise your hand, and pin a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Three days later, we will leave for Qingcheng." The words are gentle, and there is a little purpose in the eyes.

Chu Yao smiled, understanding what this man had in mind.

"Uncle Xiao is still in Qingcheng." Chu Yao thought of Chu He, and there were complicated emotions in his heart.

Chu He's health has always been bad, and he doesn't know how long his body can last.

Su Zhimo heard her reading Chu He, and his face darkened for a moment, but he quickly hid it.

This Chu He's deadline is approaching, and he remembers that Chu He doesn't have a few years to live. But Chu He is indeed a little weird.

Su Zhimo couldn't say what was weird, but he was always a little hostile to Chu He.

……

Three days later.

Chu Yao and Su Zhimo secretly set off to Qingcheng.

No one was informed.

Tingqin and Caihua stayed to take care of Su Chuting and Su Chuqing, and Lu Fei was also trapped in Ninghe Palace and was not allowed to move around at will.

She sighed, and finally accepted the result, and told herself that in the future, she would show that she was very close to her mother in front of the emperor, and the emperor would be jealous.

After a two-day journey, we soon arrived in Qingcheng.

Most of the remaining party of the Queen Mother has been secretly disposed of, and they are not too public, but there are also fish that have slipped through the net.

It was inevitable that one or two people would come to assassinate on the road, but fortunately, Su Zhimo had a prediction, and the secret guards disposed of them all, so Chu Yao arrived in Qingcheng all the way safely.

Chu Yao knew that as long as Su Zhimo was there, she didn't have to worry.

Qingcheng has beautiful mountains and clear waters, suitable for the elderly.

The air is a little better than that of the Imperial City.

After getting out of the carriage, she stretched her waist and followed Su Zhimo into the courtyard of Qingcheng.

It's very secluded and safe.

There is a natural hot spring on the back mountain, the mist is shrouded, it is very beautiful, if you can go in the hot spring, it should be very comfortable.

Chu Yao squinted his eyes and smiled, an idea floated through his mind, and the roots of his ears were red.

After walking around the house, she went back to her room and arranged all the herbs she had brought.

The air in Qingcheng is still a little more humid than in the Imperial City. To avoid the herbs from spoiling, she dried them all.

When she was about to rest, she heard the news from her subordinates, and Chu He asked to see her.

Chu Yao was silent for a moment when she heard this, she and Su Zhimo came, it seemed that not many people knew, but there were a lot of assassins along the way, and now not long after arriving, the little uncle also came.

Could it be that the news of their departure from the palace has leaked out?

Is there a ghost in the palace?

Or maybe they have an inner ghost around them?

Chu Yao frowned, tidied himself up, and walked out of the room to the main hall.

Su Zhimo and Chu He sat opposite each other, steaming tea on the table, and neither of them spoke.

Chu Yao glanced at Chu He's face, which seemed to be even paler than before.

It just so happened that at this time, the two also noticed Chu Yao's arrival and looked at her at the same time.

Chu Yao pulled away his smile, naturally walked to Su Zhimo's side and sat down, looked at Chu He, and smiled as before: "Little uncle, long time no see." ”

Hearing Chu Yao's greeting, the originally cold and elegant man exuded warmth, the corners of his lips curled, and he responded with warmth: "Hmm." ”