After sending Lu Yi away, Fu Cang went out.

This time, he didn't bring anyone with him, except Qinghuan. Accustomed to his majestic travel formation, this time his low-key aroused Qing Huan's curiosity.

What Qinghuan learned here is that joy and anger are invisible, even if there are thousands of emotions in her heart, they are all stagnant water on her face.

Fu Cang took Qinghuan and walked to a pawnshop, walked through the pawnshop to the back door, and a guy in the store followed them respectfully all the way and sent them to the back door.

There was a carriage parked at the back door, and when he saw that Fu Cang was going up, Qing Huan also climbed up.

Fu Cang, who has always liked to talk, took a nap in the car and was quiet for a while. The carriage galloped towards an unknown destination.

After a long time, Qinghuan was about to fall asleep in the bumps, and the carriage gradually stopped.

Fu Cang got up early, got out of the car briskly, Qing Huan woke up, and followed.

Outside, there is a vast grassland, the ice and snow have not completely melted, but the grassland has revealed speckled green, and everything is eager to recover.

In the distance, the snow-capped mountains loom in the clouds and mist, reflecting the sparkling silver light, like the legendary fairy, which makes the viewer feel awe.

The scenery in front of her shocked Qing Huan, she was immersed in this world for a long time, greedy for the beauty of the world.

There was already a man waiting for them with a horse. Fu Cang got on his horse and walked to Qing Huan's side.

"Come on."

Qing Huan looked up, only to see Fu Cang stretch out his hand, about to pull her on the horse.

Qing Huan has ridden a horse and knows how to get up. So I bypassed his hand and wanted to get on the horse myself and sit behind the wedge.

Who knew that Fu Cang moved faster and pulled her forward. Although she was very uncomfortable, the patience she learned made her not struggle too much, but resigned herself to her fate and sat in front.

The horses led them to gallop across the grassland, and the wind from the snow-capped mountains swept in from all directions, as if to wash their bodies and minds.

The depression and pain that had been there were released at this moment, as if it was not the horse galloping on the grassland, but herself.

She wanted to cry.

In this vast world, beauty is beautiful, but there is no place to stay. This boundless world crushed her dignity into dust, and the thought of death was dispelled by the arrival of spring.

This world makes her painful and nostalgic.

In front of him is a gentle slope that leads to the foot of the snow-capped mountains. I don't know who planted the peach tree here, and the peach forest is already budding.

"You're a lot better than when you first arrived." Fu Cang suddenly spoke, "The first time I saw you, you sold yourself for someone you didn't know. The cold rain is coming to beg you, and you can go without thinking about it. Soft-heartedness and heavy feelings are both fatal. ”

Qing Huan didn't know why he was talking about this, she just listened quietly.

"Now, at least you have learned to be patient and ruthless. Very good, I love it. Cold rain and cold moon, they will never learn"

Leng Yu is indeed not ruthless, but Leng Yue is not ruthless enough?

"You know, I used to be the same as you, and I became who I am now after being taught a lot of lessons."

Beat the horses and slowly walked into the peach forest. The branches of the peach tree occasionally crossed in front of Qing Huan, but they were all removed by him in advance.

"In you, I see myself, so I don't want you to die."

"You see, you have been divorced by your husband's family, and your friends will not come to save you. Meng Qinghuan, you can only follow me. ”

The last sentence, with the cold wind in April, blew Qinghuan with a chill.

Fu Cang felt her tremble, and wrapped her hands inward, hugging her tighter.

At that time, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the snowy mountains, like a shy girl, and the world was also shrouded in gentle time, and this moment was like eternity.

If it was Qinghuan in the past, she might have been convinced, and she would have followed the brush with all her heart.

But since she lived in Li Yan in her heart, even if the two were separated in the end, they would never see each other again in this life, and she couldn't remove Li Yan from her memory.

She couldn't.

After returning from the grassland, Qing Huan fell into a more tangled situation.

On the one hand, she can't let go of Li Yan, even if she has done all kinds of things in the past, she still can't let go. On the other hand, she wanted to stay away from Fucang, but the cold moon on the side made her unable to stay away.

She wanted to get out of here.

During this time, the cold moon and cold rain have been busy outside, and when they come back at night, they will find Fucang to report the situation, and many times it will take about an hour, but it will give Qinghuan a chance to take advantage of.

Every night, she took this opportunity to wander around the yard. In fact, she has been here for so long, because the itinerary of Fucang is relatively fixed, so she has not traveled all over this yard.

This yard is not big, but it is not small. It took Qing Huan four or five nights to finally figure out the layout of the entire courtyard.

There is a lake on the west side of the yard, but it is not too big. Further west along the lake is the dwelling of some of the lowest disciples.

On the north side is the gate, and on the south and east sides there is a side gate. But because Fucang lives in the east, the door to the east is locked all year round.

So all of Qing Huan's thoughts were on that lake. Looking at the condition of the lake, there should be living water. Since it can enter the living water, it must only be exported.

Now, she just wants to find this exit.