"Huh?"

Guo's mother forgot about the mysterious big man who didn't come to propose, and she was stunned there for a while and didn't answer.

"Mother Guo, can you help me make an idea, do you want to follow along?" Qingyun pushed Guo's mother, who was in a daze, and asked in a panic.

"Madame, I ...... I don't know, I ...... Fighting is a death. As a result, Guo's mother was even more nervous than her, her face turned pale, and even her fingers were trembling.

"I'm not going to war." Qingyun couldn't cry or laugh, and thought about it, is King Jing too bold? Let women and children accompany the army, and he will not be afraid of being impeached?

No, no, why should I care about whether he is impeached, the key now is that it is not safe to stay here, and it is not safe to go to the northwest, is the world so big, there is no place for her and Doubao?

"Madam, is Lord Lin going too?" Mother Guo suddenly asked an unrelated topic, and seeing Qingyun nodding, she suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "In this case, how about I go and inquire first, and then reply to Mrs.?" ”

"Inquiring? Where are you going? Qingyun was confused by her smile, and without waiting for detailed questions, Guo's mother hurriedly went to the kitchen to arrange breakfast.

Without Ziling by her side, Qingyun was powerless to comb her hair. asked her to work in the field, embroidering and combing her hair, and she still didn't learn well, and she didn't make a bun with long hair that hung down to her waist for half a day.

Su Yi came in with hot water, and found that she was entangled with her hair, a rare smile appeared on her pale face, and Qingyun glanced at her angrily, "Su Yi, I was in the Lin Mansion for a few days, and you combed my hair, right?" ”

She was sometimes awake and sometimes dazed, and slept dimly, but her hair was not messy, just a simple bun, and even this simple bun could not be done.

Su Yi was stunned for a moment, the prince didn't leave an inch in those days, most of it was the hair that Prince Jing took care of for her, but she didn't have the courage to expose it, so she nodded with a red face, picked up the comb and quickly combed Qingyun into a bun.

Qingyun looked at himself in the bronze mirror, very satisfied, and turned back to Su Yi with a sincere smile, "Thank you!" ”

Suyi was flattered, it was her duty to serve her master, but she didn't dare to ask for a thank you from her master, she hurriedly knelt down and stammered, "Madam, you, you have tormented the slave." ”

"Suyi, can you still talk well, I treat you as a sister, hurry up."

Sisters? Su Yi was even more bitter in her heart, she knew that Qingyun was approachable, but in her heart, she had long regarded Qingyun as the master to serve, and she didn't have the slightest arrogance.

During the meal, Doubao snuggled in Lin Xuao's arms, and asked him to feed himself porridge, thinking that it was possible to go to the desolate and cold Northwest with the army, Qingyun was angry in his heart, so he stared at Doubao and did not allow Doubao to grind people, and the kid cried for the first time.

Lin Xuao looked at Qingyun in a panic, and clumsily coaxed Doubao not to cry, the little fan dumpling relied on his own Lin Xuao's support, and cried endlessly, and finally Qingyun compromised, but he wanted him to eat it himself, the kid pouted, and it took a long time to pick up the small wooden spoon and pull the porridge into his mouth little by little.

Qingyun saw Lin Xuao's distressed appearance of Doubao, and her heart was mixed, she suspected that he was just a lump of wood, didn't she want to give herself a chance at all? Just so willingly sent himself to that prince?

Lin Xuao didn't go anywhere today, and kept accompanying Doubao to play in the West Wing. Later, Jiang Jue brought an old man with a scruffy beard and asked to see Qingyun by name.

asked Guo's mother to take people to the flower hall, and after a while, Qingyun came to the flower hall accompanied by Su Yi, and found that Lin Xu Ao was also there, drinking tea with the old man.

"Madam, this is Master Yuantong." Seeing that Qingyun was stunned, Su Yi hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in her ear.

No wonder looking familiar, Qingyun suddenly realized, stepped forward to Master Yuantong and saluted, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master, how are you ...... How did it come to this? ”

When Master Yuantong left Liujia Village a month and a half ago, his face was still full of red light, and now he is almost as down-and-out as Jiang Banxian, could it be that something happened during this period? So her Shi Lan ...... Can it still be sold?

"Master, have you been robbed?"

Qingyun's heart sank, the price of Shilan was 10,000 taels of silver, although Master Yuantong was the host of the royal temple, but the world was hard, it was inevitable that there would be outlaws who killed people and oversold goods, he was dirty and did not have the appearance of a monk, and eighty percent of the silver tickets on his body were robbed.

"Thank you Madame for your concern, I was lost and wandered in the mountains for too long, and I finally found Liujia Village, so I made Madame smile."

Master Yuantong laughed twice, and swept to Mu Qingao, who was drinking tea with a teacup, and said in his heart that he was a monk who pretended to be a beggar to deceive the Buddha for the happiness of the prince, and he was guilty of sins and sins, and he would go to hell in the future, Amitabha.

Qingyun looked at him suspiciously, he didn't know anything else, he had a golden Liuren Vajra compass on his body, it was not difficult to find a north, how could he still be trapped in the mountains?

"Madam, the heavy snow in the past few days is really fatal, I looked left and right but couldn't find the way, thanks to a hunter who came to the mountains to hunt, he brought me out, otherwise I would have missed the day of trading with Madame." Master Yuantong seemed to understand what she was thinking, and the explanation she made was reasonable, so Qingyun didn't pursue it further.

Song Qingyun sold the pot of stone orchid as she wished, and under her careful care, a full eight indigo flowers bloomed on the flower arrow of Shi Lan, which was the most beautiful flower she had ever seen.

The most beautiful flower has the strongest poison, Qingyun was very curious about how Master Yuantong could make Shi Lan into a pill to save people, but he rudely pulled off the flower bud, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, cut a small hole in the middle and lower part of the flower arrow, and a few drops of crystal clear liquid flowed out of it, and then sealed the bottle with satisfaction and put it into his arms.

"Mrs. Song, you can keep this flower, it will be able to produce ten drops of juice in another ten years, and you will be able to make a lot of money when the time comes." Master Yuantong said happily.

Song Qingyun was naturally as good as a stream, and after asking some details, he asked Guo's mother to move Shi Lan into the shed.

In the afternoon of the same day, Lin Xu Ao sent Master Yuantong back to the city and never came back, Qingyun was still glad that he might not have to go to the northwest with him, and when chatting with Zhang's at home on the third day, Su Yi came in and said that Zhao Mingzhu was coming.

"What is she here for?" Qingyun's hand that was peeling chestnuts paused, and he looked at Su Yi in surprise.

"I don't know." Su Yi shook her head honestly, and then glanced at Zhang, who was also curious.

Zhang Shi was swept by her cold eyes, and suddenly goosebumps appeared on her body, when she picked up Jiang Banxian's throat with a sword, she was so frightened that she quickly said goodbye to Qingyun, and ran away without looking back.

Song Qingyun was very satisfied with Su Yi's cleverness, "Where is Zhao Mingzhu now?" ”

"In the kitchen, she said that she was hungry and wanted to eat, so Guo's mother took her to the kitchen."

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