Ye Mushen walked out of the inn and came to the street that was already full of traffic.

Not far away, there is a stall wonton stew shop, which sat in the old position two days ago.

After breakfast, I rented another Lu Kuai horse and hurried to Meridian Ridge unhurriedly.

Along the way, Ye Mushen thought of Yingxiao again.

A gentleman like Jiang Qingyun is not short of money or women, but lacks courage and strength.

To put it bluntly, if he hadn't been reincarnated well, he would have been just a worthless, debt-ridden gambler - he would have been cut into a stick by creditors a long time ago, or sold as a male pet of an official.

Such a scum, how could Ying Xiao recognize him as his master?

Speaking of which, that night Mu Shen could also directly visit Taishou, and as the son-in-law of his protector general, he asked him to order his bastard son to return Yingxiao to him.

The reason why he was reluctant to reveal his identity, and even used a pseudonym to visit, was because he regarded his marriage with Shangguan Wanqing as a transaction from beginning to end.

He is just a pawn in this transaction, not Shangguan Wanqing's husband.

In the past six months, Ye Mushen's disgust with his identity has reached an unprecedented extreme.

Whether it is the deposed Five Princes, the former Smiling Proud Hall Master or ...... The son-in-law of the Protector General.

The more brilliant he was in the past, the more unbearable he is now.

And all of this is also his own fault; provoked the most indebted people, and fell in love with people who shouldn't be tempted.

Letting go of his only obsession for more than five years and giving up everything he has worked hard for is his only way out.

After that, Ye Mujing went to Western Xia, and Lu Qian also stayed in Luoyang......

Ying Xiao is his only bosom friend.

The more he thought about it, the tighter his chest became, and he felt a pain in his heart.

When the tiger fell to Pingyang, he did not feel unwilling.

But I am very clearly aware that I am really not a thing.

Due to the habit of doing business in his early years, Ye Mushen never wanted to have a head-on conflict with others.

To put it bluntly, in the past, he was from the heart and was proficient in gambling; And now he's really cowardly.

Because he doesn't know kung fu and can't speak with his fists; Second, he has no backing.

The only remaining self-esteem does not allow him to stand out in front of people - especially in front of Yanagi.

I'm afraid Ying Xiao will also feel that he is a down-and-out and incompetent master.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and despite wearing a hat, he still felt that his eyes were burning and he couldn't open them.

……

When I finally came to Meridian Ridge, it was noon.

Ye Mushen took off his hat, drank some water, and looked at the spectacular mountain scenery in the wind.

The mountains in the distance are very different from the barren Diaoling Pass at your feet.

Above the mountains, the forest is green cage; There is also a deep valley, and the water is murmuring.

The mist rises, and the green mountains fall into each other's eyes.

After waiting for a while, there was still no joy.

Just as Ye Mushen was about to go to the huge pit at the pass alone to explore the rumored entrance to the mausoleum, he didn't expect to bump into another person.

The water bag in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and the water meandered through the cracked earth, and was quickly absorbed by the dirt again.

He only saw Ling Shang's silhouette.

That's all.

Ling Shang's slender body was wrapped in plain clothes, and his deep facial features were especially bewitching on his pale face.

The nightmare that tortured Ye Mu Ginseng every night crawled out of the depths of memory and appeared in front of me.

It's hell around.

He stood still for a moment, then turned back to his horse as if he were fleeing.

His head was buzzing, and he couldn't keep his composure.

I couldn't think about why Yan Huan didn't come, but Ling Shang looked like he was waiting for someone at the pass.

He had only one thought: he couldn't let Ling Shang see him.

It seems that if he takes a look, he will be wiped out.