West of Shangjing.

Mei Xiaoren took a few officials out of the city from the West City Gate and rushed to several county towns in the western suburbs non-stop.

Before she left the yamen, she received an official letter from several county officials in western Beijing, which said that the recent rain in western Beijing, coupled with the snow in the mountains, and the sharp rise in the water volume of the stream, caused flash floods.

The flash floods have washed away several villages, and in many places the mountain walls have collapsed frequently.

Mei Xiaoren set out from Pingjing, looked at the disaster situation along the way, and after explaining the county government's handling of the matter, he left the accompanying officials in the nearby county town, and then rushed to a place alone.

She walked down the stone stairs of the cliff, and there were traces of the collapse of the mountain everywhere, but fortunately, there were some gravel and did not block the way down the cliff.

She went down to the bottom of the cliff and saw that the guards were all swimming up the stream, and inquired and learned that there was a cliff wall collapse in the upper reaches of the stream, cutting off the stream that had originally flowed through the mountain stream, and the guards were rushing to clear the rocks.

Mei Xiaoren walked downstream along the stream that had been stationary, and when he arrived outside the garden, he was relieved when he saw that the garden was fine.

Prime Minister Gu didn't fish for a while, and was sitting idly in the garden drinking tea to recuperate.

Mei Xiaoren wanted to go over and salute, but before she could get closer, she was caught by Prime Minister Gu's gaze.

"Xiaomei is here." Gu Zhan put down the teacup and beckoned to her, "Come and sit." ”

Mei Xiaoren bowed his head, moved over, and asked, "How is Uncle lately?" ”

"What can I do bad?" Gu Zhan smiled, turned his head to look in the direction she came from, and didn't see anyone else, so he asked, "Yu'er didn't come with you?" ”

Mei Xiaoren shook his head and explained: "This morning, I learned that there were flash floods in many places in western Beijing, so I couldn't rest assured, so I came over to take a look, Xiangye was busy with government affairs, and I didn't tell him." ”

Gu Zhan nodded in disbelief, sat up a little with the armrest, and was silent for a while before looking at Mei Xiaoren and whispering, "Quarreled?" ”

Mei Xiaoren was stunned, she felt what it meant to be keen, the old prime minister's insight was called keenness!

She didn't even have time for half a cup of tea when she came here, and she only said a few words, and the old prime minister had already seen through what she was deliberately hiding, which was really admirable.

Gu Zhan patted the armrest and sighed: "Knowing my son Mo Ruo's father, although Yu'er is not my own child, but since he was three years old, I have been around him, and I know what he is thinking when he moves his fingers." ”

Mei Xiaoren was puzzled: "But Xiangye is not here, how can my uncle see ......?"

"What is the reason for being busy with government affairs, Yu'er is not coming with you, either he is angry with you, or you are angry with him and deliberately does not tell him his whereabouts." Gu Zhan jokingly pointed at Mei Xiaoren.

Mei Xiaoren arched his hand, "The Prime Minister is really discerning and respectful." ”

"Anyway, it's his fault that he makes you angry, I'll help you talk about him later." Gu Zhan thought for a while, and then said, "In this way, you can stay here for a few days, dry him, and see if he dares next time!" ”

Mei Xiaoren still had a layer of depression in his heart, and he couldn't help but laugh at the words of the old prime minister.

It is no wonder that the women in the capital are most envious of the former prime minister's wife, because Gu Laocheng is relatively "lawless" on the outside, and his heart is softer than mud on the inside.

In the valley, the evening breeze blew, and the soaked clothes were close to the body, making people shiver with cold.

Li Qingqing stood by the stream, trembling and wringing out the remaining water on his clothes, and looked at the cliff through the still dark sky. The cliff here is extremely high, but the place where they fell seems to be surrounded by clouds and mist, but in fact, the cliff is low, and there is a river under the cliff, so no one can be killed.

She looked back at the person who was making the fire, and at first thought that he was really not afraid of death, but now she was sure that he must know before he dared to jump off with her.

Li Qingqing slowly walked to the fire, squatted down, stretched out his cold hand to roast beside the fire, and asked, "Where is this, can't we go back tonight?" ”

"The lower reaches of the river is Xinyang, even if we don't reach Xinyang, you and I will be washed here by the water, and it will take at least a day to walk back to Shangjing by legs."

Li Qingqing folded his hands on his knees, rested his chin on his arms, and said, "I'm sorry, it's me who has caused you." ”

Liuyue was holding the fire, his hand paused, and he glanced up at Li Qingqing.

Li Qingqing saw the white eyes and muttered: "If you don't want to listen to it, say that you have caused me to do it." ”

Liuyue doesn't say a word.

Li Qingqing saw that he was still so unwilling to deal with people, and was curious, "Didn't you say a lot before?" ”

Liuyue asked indifferently: "Aren't you a dumb person in front of Meifu Yin, you can't even speak well, how can you speak skillfully now?" ”

He glanced at Li Qingqing again and continued to throw dead branches into the fire.

Li Qingqing's eyes moved with his hand, and she found that he had a wound on his arm by the light of the fire, as if when he reached out to pull her before, he rubbed his skin on the mountain wall, and blood beads were still gushing out.

She took out a silk silk and roasted it on the fire, and when it was almost dry, she wrapped it in a silk silk to cover his wounded place while he was lighting a fire.

Liuyue instinctively withdrew his hand, and as soon as he struggled, his soft and boneless hand slapped the back of his hand.

"Don't move!"

Liuyue said lightly with a tense face: "Miss Li, you said before that men and women don't kiss!" ”

"My father said that you must know how to repay favors, no matter who of us is involved, you fell off the cliff to save me, I should thank you." Li Qingqing bandaged Liuyue and said, "But you are the person next to the Prime Minister, and you don't lack anything, so I can only do this little thing to express my gratitude." ”

Li Qingqing carefully bandaged it before letting go, "Okay." ”

Liuyue looked down at his arm, he had to bandage a little injury, he was already uncomfortable, and Li Qingqing specially tied a flower when he tied the knot, which was unbearable, so he moved his eyes to look at the dark forest next to him.

In the middle of the night, the two rested against the trunk of a tree.

Liuyue hugged the sword and closed her eyes and snoozed, her keen hearing could easily catch the subtle sounds. A strange voice came, and he slowly opened his eyes, the fire in front of him had not been extinguished, and the firelight illuminated the tear-stained face opposite.

Like his master, he had never had any dealings with a woman, and he had never seen a girl cry so vigorously in the middle of the night.

Li Qingqing saw that Liuyue woke up, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears with his hands and buried his head in sobbing.

"Crying for what?" Liuyue asked with a cold face as always.

"I want to ...... I miss my dad ......," Li Qingqing said, hugging his knees.

"Your father is just in Xuanzhou, and it's not like I can't see him in this life." Liuyue turned sideways slightly, leaning against the trunk of the tree and continuing to nap.

"I'm afraid of what if, in case I can't go back......," Li Qingqing whispered.

"Where are there so many just in case!"

Li Qingqing was silent, wiped away his tears, and closed his eyes to sleep.