A luxurious carriage was parked outside the Shang Pavilion, and after waiting for a long time, the horse stamped impatiently at the horse's hooves that had pierced through the iron hooves and neighed. All talents come out.

The people who were going to leave were Ji Chenxiao, Feng Qingzhi, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and divination scrolls, but Xue Qianyi was not seen. Two men were helped into the carriage, and three sat on the wheels.

"Bu Juan, why didn't your young master show up for two days?" After listening to Feng Qingzhi's question, Ji Chenxiao, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and closed them again. "Oh, by the way, he's probably gone to Lanji."

Lanchen, second only to the country of Zuoyang and the country of Guard. The country's soldiers and horses are inferior to those of the two countries, Zuoyang and Wei'an, but the medical skills are indeed above the two countries, and the economy is not bad. It is a country with a special status among the six countries, the king god is Lan Zhen, and the god mother is Lan Zhen.

Close the curtain and go out of your mind. Rants? That place is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Maybe she noticed something unusual, Feng Qingzhi couldn't help but glance at Ji Chenxiao, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, and she had already opened her eyes before she had time to dodge Ji Chenxiao. Embarrassment pervades the entire car.

"How?" Nothing. She said with a sigh of relief.

"Miss Xue Qianyi?" Ji Chenxiao said with a smile, but he couldn't catch any smile on his good-looking features. "I'm thinking about his money, not his people." She said mockingly.

Hehe, women are really not trustworthy. One look in the palace, another look when you come out.

"I walked barefoot like a beggar on a noisy street, enjoying the cold of winter and the poisonous sun of summer. I still have warmth, money, and it is indeed what I want. "This, this woman! True is not a matter of which sentence is true and which sentence is false. Although he sympathized with her in his heart, he said that "poor deserve to be poor!"

The carriage drove to Hejiabuzhuang, near the town, the second row of the left façade of Hejiabuzhuang West Street, no plaque, very inconspicuous. The crowd got out of the car, paused for a while, and went inside.

There was still a thin and busy figure in the room, the woman was dressed in purple, with luxurious jewelry, long hair and black waist-length, feeling that someone was coming, she stopped her movements and looked back, and greeted her with a smile: "Yo, who should I be!" Old rarity!"

Feng Qingzhi looked at her apologetically and said, "Auntie, we didn't find the book you wanted." Or do you want to lose some money? Ji Chenxiao glanced at her, this woman ...... Do you really need money?

Qing Chou was stunned for a moment and said, "How come? I've got it, and someone sent it the day before yesterday. "What? The book has already arrived? Could it be Xue Qianyi? He's been gone for a while. If so, where did he find it?

"Auntie, who is the person who gave you the book?" Feng Qingzhi asked, her tone a little eager. "This ......," said the concubine, frowning, "he didn't tell me his name, but the man was tall, very handsome, and had delicate features...... Hiss - I don't particularly remember. Ji Niang was desperately reminiscing, rubbing her temples.

Feng Qingzhi couldn't tell who this person was from the clues she provided, so after thinking about it, she asked, "Last time the three of us rode those three horses, me, him," she pointed to Ji Chenxiao, "There is another person, is it that person?" He didn't come today. ”

Ji Niang thought about it carefully, and said with certainty: "The last time that son was smiling and looking approachable. But the boy who came last time was not easy for people to approach. ”

In this way, that person is not Xue Qianyi. Who would he be?

Ji Chenxiao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth: "Can you let me wait and see what kind of treasure this 'Shouli' is?"

Qing Chou shook the fan, and his face was sad: "I'm afraid this won't work, I hope you two will forgive me." Ji Chenxiao still insisted on saying something, but Feng Qingzhi took the lead: "It's okay, let's not watch it." With that, he glanced at the upper room. In that case, let's leave first. Feng Qingzhi bowed slightly, and her concubine also saluted, and after seeing a few people leave, she closed the door.

Ning Xuan then came out of the back room and saluted her aunt. "Why is the girl hiding?" The aunt asked curiously.

"Auntie, don't ask. Ning Xuan has her own purpose. ”