Seeing that Fang Junhe's attitude had changed, Ning Yunfeng's heart was slightly relieved, and he "hummed" lightly and said, "Get up the sedan chair."

Fang Junhe said with a smile: "Ning Qigongzi walks slowly." ”

Although he has been in the desert and barbaric land for a long time, he still retains the etiquette of the children of the family well, and his every move is noble and difficult to hide.

Ning Yunfeng saw through the crack in the curtain, his heart became more and more suspicious, of course, he became more and more unhappy, and said: "This thing is very important, it is not something that you can peep at as a little lord, you must personally hand it over to the hands of your palace holy lord Jin Yanchen." ”

Fang Junhe still smiled: "The Ming Palace has the rules of the Ming Palace, so it won't bother the Seventh Prince of Lao Ning." ”

Four sedan chair drivers carried the sedan chair on the muddy mountain road, and Ning Yunfeng always frowned in the sedan chair.

Walking out of the mountain and going for a few miles, Ning Yunfeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a pair of eyes that were sprinkled with frost for a moon appeared, but he was not very sure, and inquired and said to the outside of the sedan chair: "Gray pigeon, do you think that the lord of Fang Cai is the third master of the Fang family...... Something similar? Ah yes, he's also surnamed Fang. ”

Even if Ning Yunfeng didn't make a special explanation, Fang Junhe would have to hand over the wooden box to Jin Yanchen with his own hands. This is the rule of the Ming Palace, confidential things, even Qu Ya and Xu Younan are not allowed to peep.

Fang Junhe went to find Jin Yanchen with the wooden box, the account was empty, Tan Qianqiu told him that Jin Yanchen went to see Mu Dianke half an hour ago, but he never came back.

Jin Yanchen and Mu Dian would definitely not be able to get along for half an hour, Fang Junhe inquired all the way, and learned from the mouth of a Ming Palace disciple that Jin Yanchen got out of Mu Dianke's tent and went to the depths of the valley.

According to the disciple, Jin Yanchen had a gloomy face when he left, and he looked very bad.

This is not unusual, he and Mu Dianke met, how could it not be-for-tat, you are dead and alive, it is strange if you are in a good mood.

Fang Junhe had no intention of touching this moldy head, but thinking that Mu Dianke was seriously injured, it would be better to take Snow Lotus earlier, thought about it, and went to the valley with an umbrella.

The heavy rain is pouring, there is a momentum of endless, the ink clouds on the horizon are piled up, the light is dim, and it seems to be a late scene.

In the depths of the valley, the boulders are thick, the grass is waist-deep, and the wild grass rises and falls under the wind and rain, revealing the towering black rocks, which looks very miserable and hesitant.

Fang Junhe held an umbrella and searched in for a while, but there was no trace of Jin Yanchen, and he was about to go back, when he heard a fierce quarrel behind a big stone, under the cover of the wind and rain, it was intermittent, and he couldn't really hear it. Sandwiched between words such as "Fourth Miss" and "Old Lady", there is no need to think that it is Chang Qianfo and Ling Fu, the master and servant.

Fang Jun approached with the umbrella.

I heard Chang Qianfo's voice coming: "No matter what you say, I can't leave the canon alone, she needs me now." ”

The voice was not as excited as Ling Fu's, and there was an inexplicable firmness in the calm.

Ling Fu was angry: "Changjiabao also needs you!" Your grandfather, your sister, they need you! ”

Chang Qianfo said: "The two are not contradictory. ”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Fu: "How long do you have to deceive yourself?" This is a contradiction, one or the other, and you cannot have both.

Do you think I made up all these words to persuade you to go back? I don't want you to be sad so I didn't tell you, this is the original words of the fourth young lady, and I asked that Fang Shangjun to tell me.

She has lived well without you for so many years. She has her own fiancé, and she has so many loyal subordinates who are loyal to her, it's not that she can't do without you.

Childe, wake up, she won't go with you. People who have had her kind of experience often see more clearly and clearly than others, and live more soberly, and you are not all the way at all. ”

There was a moment of silence. I heard only the sound of the wind blowing and the raindrops hitting the blades of grass.

Then Chang Qianfo's voice came from behind the boulder, the voice was firm, and Jin Shi did not change: "I don't care what you think, and I don't care what the same road is different, in short, I have identified her, and I must marry her in this life." ”

Ling Fu froze: "Do you know what you're talking about?" Her marriage contract with Jin Liu was concluded by the Lord of the Jin Alliance in front of the heroes of the whole world, and everyone knows it. Where do you put her, where do you put yourself?

She's someone else's fiancée, not yours! The person she risked her life to save was not you. ”

"But the person in her heart is me"

Ling Fu said in a deep voice: "Is the son too big?" Jin Liugongzi is a handsome talent in the world, they share weal and woe, life and death depend on each other, how long have you known her? ”

"People fellowship with each other, but with sincerity, it doesn't matter how long it is."

Chang Qianfo said slowly: "There are some things that I can't tell Uncle Ling to know. But my desire to marry her will not change.

I know what she wants. No woman would give a man who had nothing to do with her own hair and would care about his safety.

It doesn't matter who she's saved, who she's engaged to, or what she's had to convey to you, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that I know that her heart is for me, and that is enough. ”

"You're obsessed."

Chang Qianfo said lightly: "Then let me be obsessed." Uncle Ling, go back, take care of Chang Qi and Xiaoxiao, I know how to protect myself. ”

Ling Fu came out from behind the boulder and walked away in the rain angrily, not noticing that someone was eavesdropping on the back of the boulder.

Fang Junhe tilted the umbrella cover to the right, moved and stood behind the boulder, and after a long time, he watched Chang Qianfo walk out of the grass with a wide oilcloth umbrella, his clothes were full of wet grass marks, and his expression was calm.

Fang Junhe thought with emotion in his heart, Kaqin's girl, looking at the silly incomprehensible amorous style, is actually very vicious and can look at people.

Chang Qianfo is smart and confident, tolerant of temperament, if it is not for the sake of family background, it is indeed the most suitable person for her.

The rain fell violently, crackling on the blades of grass, and no one could breathe.

Chang Qianfo didn't know the existence of Fang Junhe, and Fang Junhe didn't know that there were people behind him.

One by one, the thunderbolts rolled through the sky.

Snow-colored lightning fell on the grass, illuminating the heavens and the earth suddenly. Deep in the grass, sat a man with a hunched back and knees, dressed in black like ink and with a face like snow.