In the rain, at a certain hole in the opposite cliff, Bai Ling had changed into men's clothes and looked at the cliff under the rainy night.

She heard Chen Yicong's heartbroken cries and apologies, and saw someone walking quickly behind him with an umbrella...... The crowd panicked and sheltered him from the wind and rain.

"The little emperor is sad." Wei Ying's words, along with his laughter, came from behind Bai Ling, "You girls, you don't even dare to kill ants on weekdays, but at this time, you have become hard-hearted again. ”

Bai Ling clasped his hands in his arms, and his head rested lightly on the raised rock.

"Wasn't that what he did to Bai Yi at the beginning," Bai Ling smiled, "Now that I know it's wrong, what did I do earlier?" ”

Wei Ying snorted slowly and said with a smile, "You really like to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth." ”

"Let's go. Master Wei. Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, "...... It's over. ”

Wei Ying took one last look at the torches in the rain not far away.

The figures of the two quickly disappeared into the deep darkness of the cave.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Late in the night, Bai Ling and Wei Ying appeared on the other side of the cave, where a horse and a coarse cloth bag were tethered.

"Won't Master Wei come with me?" Bai Ling said softly, "What's the point of staying in this Pingjing City?" ”

"Of course it's interesting, where else is the wine more fragrant than the wine in the capital?" Wei Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, "The old man is different from you young dolls, I am very happy here, don't try to trick me into going together." ”

Bai Ling looked at Wei Ying noncommittally.

Thinking of Wei Ying's sentence a few years ago, "Kill Heng Yuanjun for me", Bai Ling felt that what he said was lying.

But everyone has his own reason, she wants to go, he wants to stay, what is there to force this?

Bai Ling sighed with deep eyes.

"We'll see you later, master." Bai Ling solemnly saluted Wei Ying.

Wei Ying watched as Bai Ling put on his hat and robe, then untied the reins tied to the stone and turned over on his horse.

"I'll go back to Qiansang sooner or later," Bai Ling said suddenly on horseback, "When the master's business in Pingjing is over, and you want to change places to retire, you can go to Qiansang to find us...... Or wait for us. ”

Wei Yingnunu mouthed and said nothing.

"So...... I'm leaving. ”

Boling didn't look back.

The galloping horse rushed into the rain, stirring up a thin mist between it and the curtain of rain. Wei Ying stood in place and watched Bai Ling go away, and sighed softly.

He stretched out his palm, and in the palm of his hand was the half-seal he had retrieved from Bai Ling.

Wei Ying's thumb gently rubbed against the bottom of the half-print, and then with a little force, the half-mark broke into several pieces in his hand.

Heaven and earth were vast, and Wei Ying took a breath lightly, as if muttering to something in the void.

"You're satisfied, aren't you?"

……

In the second half of the night, Yikang changed her clothes tiredly, and she went to her sister's room to have a look before going to bed.

Yining didn't sleep, she sat at the head of the bed, quietly looking at Yikang who pushed the door in.

"Why hasn't my sister rested yet?" Yikang walked up to Yining's side and readjusted the pillow under Yining's body.

Yining let out another murmur of unknown meaning.

After her body began to wither like a flower, even her tongue gradually began to become disobedient.

Yikang leaned down and listened carefully a few times.

"Oh," Yikang said softly, "you're asking me what I did at night?" ”

Yining blinked, in affirmation.

Yi Kang smiled, she gently brushed away a few strands of hair covering Yi Ning's face, and whispered, "I went to send a friend." ”

Yi Ning, who was on the bed, said Bai Ling's name in a vague upward tone.

In the dim light, Yikang nodded.

Yining let out a soft sigh.

Outside the window, the rain hit the old trees and made a mottled sound, Yikang held his sister's hand and set his eyes on the heavy rain tonight.

She suddenly remembered the figure standing under the lantern on the shore of Jian'an Lake when she was young, the moonlit night when the two of them jumped from mid-air, the dignified and serious sister at that time, and the days of tending to the paddy fields and waiting for the cruise ship by the lake day after day......

These memories ...... Did it all really happen?

Why do I think it felt like it happened to another person?

Yikang suddenly felt a little sad, and she leaned down and curled up beside her sister like she had done when she was a child.

Yi Ning raised her hand tremblingly, trying to gently place her dry hand on Yi Kang's head.

……

In the heavy rain that swept the sky, Bai Ling rode all the way north.

Behind her, the huge Pingjing City was getting farther and farther away from her, the place where she had lived for eleven years, and at the moment she was sleeping quietly in the rain.

However, the people of the city were constantly awakened, and when they opened the window, they saw that from time to time there were officers and soldiers hurrying to the north gate in the streets.

The people didn't know what was going on, they were talking to each other uneasily, and a few miles away from them, in Xuanqing Temple, countless people were searching for Bai Ling's body all over the mountains.

Chen Yicong was taken to Xuanqing Temple to take shelter from the rain in despair—it was the guest room he had carefully laid out for Bai Ling, the mats and mattresses were all new, but Bai Ling never seemed to have stepped here, the quilts were neatly stacked on the bed, and everything was placed in a good place like in the palace.

The whole room didn't have the slightest smell of being inhabited.

He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, everything seemed to return to the original starting point, Chen Yicong couldn't sleep, and couldn't cry, he sat alone in the room without a lamp, and the whole person looked at the darkness in front of him almost in collapse.

And in the midst of a hundred flowers, Ai Songqing woke up in the dark.

She lit the lamp and went to Niannian's house to take a look—the little girl really kicked the quilt again, and Ai Songqing stepped forward and helped the child twist the quilt again.

There was a storm outside the window, and Ai Songqing also pushed the window to take a look.

With such heavy rain tonight, the mountain road will definitely not be easy to walk tomorrow...... Presumably, Boling's carriage will have to be delayed on the road for a while.

Lowering the window, she sighed.

I still have to get up early tomorrow, and I have to go to the kitchen to tell the kitchen to make dinner later, otherwise when Bai Ling comes back, it is estimated that the food will be cold.

……

The silhouette of the mountains was silent in the night, and Bai Ling passed by lonely villages, past fields, and by silent and uninhabited mountain roads.

Everything in the distant sky was like a kind of summoning in the dark, and the rain fell on Bai Ling's face, and then was quickly blown into a thin rain strand by the wind.

Bai Ling felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she wanted to laugh or dance in the rain, she wanted to abandon her horse and roll on the plains, and even beat her chest and screamed to the sky.

But tonight is very special, she must escape as quickly as possible, before Chen Yicong becomes suspicious, and escape as far away as possible.

So Bai Ling hunched his back the whole time and rode in the heavy rain.

Tonight the wind is the wind that comes and goes freely, and the rain is the rain that drenches freely.

She didn't speak, but her gaze grew hotter and hotter as she looked ahead.

Finally free......

The day has finally come!

Bai Ling laughed silently.

Nothing can tie her up anymore, no more.

She's going to find Bai Yi and her father, she's going to find Fourteen.

She was going to tie up her long hair, and then she strode towards them with her head held high......

Bai Ling's breath trembled, and his throat choked.

Wait for me.

Waiting for me to come......

I'll use my quickest speed, the fastest way to get back to you.

-End of this volume-

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