Emperor Xi followed behind Praruo, but his mind returned to Nanyang Palace. It's been nine years since I've disappeared, and I don't know what will happen to my father and Sister Dusk.

and the unconscious little emperor, I don't know what will happen after nine years. Thinking about it like this, she regretted that she had agreed to Luo Yu so quickly. Now that the words are dead, there is no room for turnaround.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh, and only hoped that Lian Heng's spirit in the sky could bless that indisputable little Wang Ba Lamb and hold on until she went to find him.

The cliff cave looks like a naturally formed cliff cave, which is equipped with all kinds of facilities, and now the sun is rising, and the lazy sunlight shines through the two pine trees into the cliff cave, filling the whole cave with light.

Luo Yu had been waiting for the two of them to arrive in the cliff cave, he sat cross-legged on a low table, with a small stove beside him, and the clay pot on top of it was gurgling, and there were three clear white jade cups on top of the low table, and the slightest fragrance came out of the clay pot, which was very useful.

"Sit down, this is the tea stalk brewed by the morning dew." Luo Yu waved his hand casually and asked the two to sit down. Prajna has always been accustomed to it, so he naturally sat on Luo Yu's right hand.

Emperor Xi thought about it, folded the cushion in half, and then sat down: "Next time you want to invite me to tea, prepare an extra cushion, I'm small now, I can't touch the table without a high cushion." ”

"I was negligent." Luo Yu didn't care, picked up the tea that had already been boiled in one hand, poured it for the two of them, and then filled another cup for himself: "Taste it, wild tea in the mountains." ”

Emperor Xi got closer and smelled the fragrance of tea, and couldn't help but admire: "I can't imagine that your tea-making skills have not been left behind for so many years, and you can brew such good tea with such a rough tea stalk." ”

The corners of Luo Yu's mouth raised, and he seemed to really have a slight smile: "That's to thank you for complimenting." ”

"Okay, don't be a weasel to give New Year's greetings to the chickens, how is the night moonlight." Inviting her to tea for no reason, this is not Luo Yu's temperament.

"Let it go." Luo Yu blew the tea and took a sip, his expression was simply fluttering.

"Let it go?" Emperor Xi stared at him suspiciously, obviously not believing: "You shouldn't be joking on purpose." ”

Luo Yu put down the teacup and looked at her with interest: "Why am I joking with you?" The Tibetan Spirit Dagger is still by your side, that kid is useless, and it is a waste of food to stay here. Rest assured, my memories of this place have been sealed away for the time being, and as long as he doesn't come to this mountain again, he won't remember what happened for the rest of his life. It's just that if you are wronged, your affairs may have to be postponed for a while. ”

Praruo lowered his eyes and looked at the tea, did not move, did not drink, and heard Luo Yu mention himself, so he replied in a muffled voice: "It doesn't matter." ”

Emperor Xi had a doubt in his heart. Since Prajna was born out of obsession, and called Ye Yueming the young master, why could he be indifferent to the obsession of delaying the search for him? Is there anything in this that she hasn't discovered yet?

She drank tea little by little, and only Luo Yu's chattering voice was left in the banquet, like a crow, noisy and annoying.