often walked freely on the official road into the city, and always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at him silently behind him. I endured it a few times and couldn't help it, before I looked back and said, "Xuanqing Daoyou, what are you staring at me all the time?"

Zhou Xuanqing pinched a tree branch in his hand, waved it left and right, and said, "Chang Daoyou, how do you know that I'm looking at you if you don't look back?"

It's just, inexplicable. Chang Zizi had no choice but to smile dryly.

Yan Qingjun took away Snake Wuxuan and Tang Sanfeng, and didn't leave a word. But Zhou Xuanqing estimated that he was planning to secretly investigate something. Moreover, she always felt that the demon monarch had already agreed on something in private last time when the demon monarch kidnapped the Hou Ye, but she just didn't want to tell her.

At the moment when Chang Zizi turned his head, Zhou Xuanqing's half-constricted eyes flashed with a gleam. She quickly stretched out her left hand, bent slightly in her hidden pocket, took out some cinnabar powder between her fingers, and then silently chanted a mantra in her mouth, flicking her fingers - the cinnabar powder fell into the lacquered hair crown with great precision.

Cinnabar suddenly ignited green smoke, and a small cluster of flames jumped, burning the crown of hair that was always free.

Chang Zizi didn't notice it at first, and suddenly smelled something burnt, and the top of his head was very hot!

"Oh, dear mother, why is it on fire?!" Chang Zizi jumped out of his old height in shock, as if it was not the crown but his ass that was on fire.

Seeing that the person's expression was panicked and not pretending, Zhou Xuanqing opened his mouth to remind: "Use spells, Daoyou." ”

At this moment, he didn't care about using spells, and he often endured the burning heat at ease, and ripped off the burning hair crown in three or two strokes. After stepping on it with his shoe, he carefully touched the top of his head.

- Fortunately, my hair is just burning the ends of my hair, so I won't become a monk.

"Who did it, who did it!" Chang Zizi made a fire, and after walking around, he stopped in front of Zhou Xuanqing.

He squinted his eyes for a moment, and asked solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Xuanqing, do you have any opinions about this Dao? Is it because I didn't hold you back before and caused you to fall into the hole?" Or even earlier, when you were in the Miasma Forest?"

Chang Zizi pondered and couldn't understand it, so he simply asked it bluntly.

Zhou Xuanqing pretended to pat ash on his sleeve, and pretended to be embarrassed again: "Oh, I just saw a trace of bad luck on the top of your head, and I wanted to remove it for you, but I used too much force...... Don't take it personally. ”

— I'll go to your grandmother's house. Chang Zizi chirped and rolled his eyes.

At this hour, the sky is bright, the city is full of people, and all kinds of vendors and shops are open. Chang Zi heard the shouting sound not far away in his ears, and walked forward angrily: "Let's talk about it in the advanced city." ”

Zhou Xuanqing darkened his eyes and pressed the corners of his mouth.

The timing of this Chang Zi appearance is a bit coincidental, and it hides a subtle Taoist technique. Yes, Zhou Xuanqing was faintly uneasy in his heart, so he tried it.

~

"Madame, your soup is ready. The maidservant walked in with a bowl of steaming potion bowed her head.

The beautiful woman on the couch had already washed and was sitting in front of the mirror, depicting the distant mountains and smearing Yanli fat powder.

This is the concubine of Ruan's prefect's mansion, and she has been very favored for many years after entering the door, and even the wife who has the means and status has been hanged by the fighter. And the Ruan Governor was able to turn a blind eye and let the matter pass like this. Therefore, there is always dirt and dirt in the mansion, and I can only sigh when I hear how much pickling there is.

The concubine did not pick up the bowl, but supported her forehead with one hand, and slowly scooped the decoction in the bowl with the other, blowing some heat carefully.

This bowl of medicinal soup is very expensive, ten taels and one bowl of Zihe car, which is used to boil soup to nourish qi and blood, and treat weakness and even infertility. This home remedy was asked for by a concubine at the entrance of the Chenghuang Temple when she met a monk. After taking it for nearly a month, the whole person suddenly felt relaxed and comfortable, and his face became more and more beautiful.

— It's weird.

"Where's the master?" she took a sip of her cherry lips.

The maidservant still bowed her head and replied, "The master is receiving guests." ”

The concubine didn't seem to care, took out a silk handkerchief to cover the soup on her lips, and swept the corner of her eyes to a comb on the mirror stand. The comb glowed white, but it was not made of jade, but more like some white powder in the wood.

The maidservant waited quietly and heard the concubine instruct, "Come and comb my hair." ”

The servant girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, but she was in such a good age, and she looked very unenergetic.

One, two, three.

"Boom. The handmaid fell without warning.

......

Ruan Zhifu was about to go back to the inner courtyard, but he saw Wang Zhixian walking in again and again.

"Wang Zhixian, you?"

Half of the words were stuck in his throat, and he stared wistfully at the figure that stepped out.

"Xiaguan Ruan Wenshan, I have seen Master Hou. He hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt down to salute, raised the corner of his eyes slightly, and glanced at Wang Zhixian.

Wang Zhixian didn't recover at this time, and he also knelt on the ground, not paying attention to Ruan's prefect at all.

When Governor Ruan was still mixing in the capital, he knew that under the graceful and elegant appearance of this Zhenguo Hou, he was an arrogant and picky lord. Busy and ordered his subordinates to cook Biluochun and serve it first.

Liu Yanshu looked a little uneasy, and his eyebrows were furrowed. He doesn't speak, who dares to ask more.

"Get up, you're getting old. ”

Only then did Governor Ruan and Wang Zhixian get up together, looking at each other, feeling panicked.

Liu Yanshu received a secret letter from the palace yesterday: it was said that the crown princess, that is, his own sister, had lost her memory again for no reason, and made a fuss in the prince's mansion. In short, I sulked with the prince again. If it goes on like this, it's troublesome.

—It really broke his heart as a brother.

The gloomy worries were all piled up on his face, and Liu Yanshu snorted coldly unconsciously, which startled the two people who were speculating about his thoughts.

"Ben Hou is just borrowing your mansion to take a rest, and by the way, he is waiting for someone. You don't have to be nervous. He raised his eyelids lightly, and called Ruan Zhifu forward with a casual move.

Governor Ruan immediately got up and leaned close to his ear.

~

Zhou Xuanqing put a bowl of small wontons into his stomach, and even drank the soup cleanly. looked directly at Chang Zizi on the side, and then looked into his bowl, frowning and pouring it down.

"Chang Zizi Daoyou, eat so urgently, be careful to choke. ”

Zhou Xuanqing covered his sleeves and wiped his mouth, his eyes drifted to him unintentionally, and he said a word kindly. It's okay not to speak, but as soon as I speak, Chang Zizi really choked up.

"Ahem!"

When the two of them walked out of the breakfast stall, they saw a group of officers and soldiers wearing weapons rushing out of the street. The eldest brother at the head looked very serious, and his sharp eyes searched for something in the crowd.

Zhou Xuanqing turned around with Chang Zizi, but by coincidence, the officers and soldiers actually stopped them: "The two of you are cultivators?

Zhou Xuanqing was stunned when asked: Why does this battle look like it is going to arrest people? But he didn't do anything.

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