Qing Ge left Baihua Town early the next morning, and after a night of searching, she decided to find her name.

Ye Qingge returned to Kyoto, settled down in the previous restaurant, rested for two hours, and wandered on the street, the streets of Kyoto are much larger than Lin'an, the avenue that is enough for three carriages to drive side by side is flat and wide, and the surrounding storefronts are extremely luxurious, and there are no street vendors, Qingge secretly admired, Kyoto is really Kyoto, and it is managed quite well.

Qingge looked all the way and walked into a study at random. This study is very elegant, maybe it is almost noon now, and there are not many customers.

Xiao Er saw Qingge enter the door, greeted him with a smile, and politely introduced a few words, leaving Qingge to buy alone.

When he first arrived, Qing Ge wanted to buy a few books about the geography and history of Ningxia, but he never thought that there were very few books related to Ningxia here, and most of the poetry books of literati and writers, miscellaneous records of mountains and rivers, and texts on the love between men and women also occupied a place. Qingge picked up a love novel and turned a few pages, feeling very boring. As a veteran lover of romance novels, these stories aren't exciting enough to appeal to her at all.

"Childe, this is the most popular book in our store, aren't you satisfied?" Xiao Er ran over from that corner without knowing it.

Qingge raised the book in his hand and pouted, "That's it, I still like it the most, little second brother, are you joking with me?" ”

"Oh, Childe, I can joke with you, you look at the ups and downs of this story, tear-jerking, how wonderful, this one in your hand is already the last one." The little second brother gestured to Qingge with affection.

Qingge shook his head with a smile, put down the book in his hand, and felt that what Xiao Er said was too exaggerated, "Although this is not the worst writing I have ever seen, it is definitely not good." ”

Xiao Er stretched his face and said in an unhappy tone: "This son, how can you say that?" The book written by the son of Lanling must be the best, and it is okay if the son does not buy it, but don't hurt people. ”

The exit hurts, does she hurt people? Yo, this is a fan of others, looking at the unhappy shopkeeper in front of her, Qingge said that she was a little helpless, she just told the truth.

"Xiao Er, do you still have Mr. Lanling's book?"

A clear voice sounded from behind Qingge, gasping slightly.

"Yes, yes, and the last one." Xiao Er's face changed color instantly, and he smiled like a spring breeze. Turning around and facing Shangqing Ge with a slumped face, "Childe, since you can't look at it, then please return it to me,"

Without waiting for Qingge to agree, Xiao Er pulled the book and handed it to the little girl who came later.

"Fortunately, I bought it, otherwise my young lady would be angry." The little girl smiled and muttered, paid the money and left happily.

Qingge looked at Xiao Er a little dumbfounded.

"Childe, don't look at me, you don't want it." Xiao Er shrugged.

"No, I'm trying to say, what aesthetic do you all have, this story is really ...... Okay, don't stare at me, I'll go. Qingge touched his nose and hurried out of the store in Xiao Er's angry eyes.

was kicked out by the shopkeeper, but it didn't affect Qingge's good mood, he stopped and stopped all the way, and he didn't know which street he had reached, and it was a little deserted without the prosperity just now.

Qingge crossed the stone bridge and was about to go to a rouge shop to take a look, when a figure stood in front of him.

"You...... Something? Qingge had a question, she didn't know this person either!

"Girl, tell your fortune, the old man is very accurate."

The old man with a slender and long face on his head was pestle in front of Qingge's eyes with a smile on his face.

Qingge looked sideways at the two big characters "fortune telling" on the strip of cloth flying in the wind next to him, pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't count."

"Girl, girl, don't ask for money." The visitor touched the beard on his chin and pretended to be profound.

"Then I don't count." For fortune telling, Qingge still has the shadow of his childhood.

"Girl, if you meet me today, it can be regarded as your luck, I only count one hexagram a day, how many people want to find me to count a hexagram, but they don't have this luck?" The old man stared at his small eyes and sighed.

"Yes, then uncle, you go to someone else, I'll give this luck to someone else, okay." Qingge has a white eye, and there will be someone to lift his feet.

"You girl, the hexagram is fateful, and I won't give it to you today." The old man was reluctant.

"Uncle, isn't it difficult for you to be strong? I know my life better than you, so don't waste your time with me. Qingge was speechless.

"Girl, I see that you are not idle, it won't take long to waste, I am really accurate in my calculations."

Hey, what an annoying old man, Qingge belly slander.

"Alright, alright, I'm afraid of you."

"Girl, write your birthday on this paper." The old man took out a pen and paper and put it in front of Qingge.

Sitting on the low stool in front of the stall, Qingge stopped being verbose and pushed the written note forward.

The old man sat down, picked up the note with his left hand, pinched his fingers with his right hand, and began divination in a matter-of-fact manner. After a while, his brows furrowed, he glanced at Qingge, lowered his head again, and after a while, he seemed to be unsure, and looked up at Qingge again, repeating this three times, his brows were furrowed, and his face was serious and puzzled.

"Hey, old man, what's the point?"

"You...... Let's go! The old man glanced at Qingge, and his expression was a little unnatural.

"Old man, didn't you just say that you were accurate? Why didn't you say anything and tell me to leave? Qingge looked at the old man and felt a little funny.

"It's old and arrogant, I'm sorry girl, let's go!"

"You old man is so strange, just now you didn't let me go, and now you let me go without making it clear, whether it's good or bad, you have to make it clear to me!" Qingge couldn't help but want to embarrass this old man to see if he was a charlatan.

The old man saw Qingge's fierceness, and thought that if he didn't say it today, this girl would probably not just forget it, but if he had to say it, would he smash his stall.

"That old man said, girl, don't smash my job!" The old man cautiously glanced at Qingge.

"Hmm," Qingge nodded in agreement.

"Girl, you...... Your time is short. The old man lowered his voice and whispered.

Qingge stared at the old man for a few moments, and just when the old man thought that Qingge was going crazy, Qingge said three words floating out of his mouth: "No?" ”

The old man looked at Qingge strangely, and then shook his head.

"Hey, it's a waste of my time." Qingge got up calmly and walked to the rouge shop he had planned to go to before.

Qingge was choosing rouge, and the corners of his eyes suddenly swept a touch of blue: "Old man, do you want to buy rouge too?" ”

The old man shook his head and asked, "Little girl, didn't you hear what I said just now?" ”

"I hear you clearly! What's wrong? Qingge looked at the rouge in his hand and didn't care much.

"I don't think you understand, I mean you're going to die soon......"

"Alright, old man, I heard you clearly, I don't need you to repeat it." Qingge put down the rouge in her hand, turned around angrily and left, she was dying, she admitted it, but that didn't mean that she needed someone to remind her again and again.

"I'm sorry, little girl, I see that you are a rich and noble person, not like a ...... It's too much to blame, don't think about it! The old man looked guilty.

"Okay, old man, I don't blame you, let's say goodbye, just as you haven't counted it for me, okay?" Qingge's tone softened a little, what was destined to be counted or not, it was all like that.

"It shouldn't ...... It shouldn't be...... Could it be true, as my senior brother said, I have regressed, and it is impossible to ......"

The old man frowned and muttered to himself, very unwillingly, just and uncertainly glanced at Qingge a few times, and finally shook his head, hugged his fist to Qingge, and left in a depressed mood.

Walking with his senior brother for many years, it is the first time he has seen such a strange life, this little girl looks like she is dying soon, but she has many sons and many blessings, it is very contradictory, and looking at the girl's expression, it seems that she knew it a long time ago, and she can be so calm, which can be regarded as some determination.

Qingge stood still, just watching the old man pack up his things from a distance, turned around and smiled at himself, got up and left, what a strange old man. However, her men's clothes are quite successful, and she is especially breast-tied, how can this old man see it at a glance?

Hanwang's Mansion

The wind at night was a little cool, the two figures in the Han King's Mansion fought together, the sword flew up and down with the overlapping figures, and everywhere the sword qi went, it was a mess, and after a while, a man in white clothes had the upper hand, and the other person was defeated.

"Lord Wang, your martial arts seem to have improved a lot." Fuso, who was watching from the sidelines, spoke.

"Of course, our prince is naturally powerful, not like some people who lost at the hands of a woman." Bai Xiaoji poured tea while grinning and patting her ass, and did not forget to step on Fusang by the way.

"I'm careless, if I'm fighting once, I won't lose, I'm saying that you don't flatter, fifty steps and a hundred steps." Fuso's weak return.

"Then I'm also the hundred steps, better than you." The white thistle held her head high proudly.

Sanqi, who was standing behind Bai Jianyu, glared at Bai Xiaoji, "You are still proud if your skills are not as good as others, as a person around the prince, if you don't work hard to keep improving, how can you protect the prince?" ”

"Miss Ye is really powerful! People come to take refuge, and the prince doesn't accept it, otherwise there will be one more master to protect the prince. Bai Xiaoji muttered, the corners of his eyes quietly looked like a rain of white arrows, and he was very puzzled by the prince's move.

Sanqi couldn't wait to step forward and slap him to death, he was really brainless.

Bai Jianyu cleaned his hand, lifted the corner of his clothes and sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, showing elegance in his gestures, without the sharpness and rigor just now, he only quietly listened to the conversation between the three of them. Regarding Ye Qingge's surrender, he still wants to wait and see for a while, after all, now is a sensitive period for him to fight with Qin Xiangye, and any uncertain factor may bring about a catastrophe.

"How's that dumb guy doing these two days?" The white arrow rain opened his mouth slowly.

"Back to the prince, all the great punishments have been used, and he has not explained anything." Fuso stepped forward and replied.

"Continue to investigate, since he has come to the capital, I will find out for this king, regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with him or not." Bai Jianyu's voice was a little sharp.

"Yes, lord." Fuso bowed down.

"By the way, find someone to continue to watch Miss Ye." Bai Jianyu looked at Bai Xiaoji, and his tone became gentle and unconscious.

"Got it, master." Bai Xiaoji agreed with a smile, and there was a light in her eyes. For this task, he was very willing to take it, and the prince said that he was looking for someone to watch, but he didn't say that he couldn't.