The view is a winding mountain, with blue clouds and mist, and narrow mountain roads full of ancient trees and boulders.

There is a hazy beauty.

Zhao Lansheng was the first to get out of the carriage, and he curled the corners of his mouth, "This is the legendary fairyland?" ”

"So what?" Hua Ruofeng smiled mockingly, with disdain in her expression.

"Young master, you can't take a carriage here, you can only walk."

"You came secretly, what should those people in the valley do if they find out about you?"

"I won't allow anyone to question me, and you don't have that qualification." Hua Ruofeng's eyes were cold, she picked up her white robe and turned around to leave, and Qing'er hurriedly followed behind.

Guanyun put down the reins, "Shizi, the little one is waiting for you here, let Yuan go in with you." ”

Zhao Lansheng nodded slightly, and then walked the mountain road as well.

The mountain road is rugged, there are many stones, both sides of the road are full of thorns, the autumn relationship wind has become cooler, Hua Ruofeng takes every step, the memory of the brain is getting clearer and clearer, and it has not changed here for many years.

"Tired? I'll help you. He was about to hold Qing'er's hand, Qing'er shook his head when he saw this, "No need young master, Qing'er can hold ......"

The young master has a noble status, she is just a subordinate, how can she ...... However, Hua Ruofeng ignored her words, bent down and crossed the crook of her legs, picked her up horizontally, turned around and continued walking. Qing'er looked at him in surprise, "Young Master, don't ......"

"There is a cliff on the other side, if you quarrel again, I will throw you down."

The man's expression was cold and serious, not like a joke. Qing'er hugged him tightly in shock, without him, she just didn't want the young master to leave her alone.

He was her only support.

Zhao Lansheng looked at the two people who had gone farther and farther, his thin lips were pursed, his eyes were faint and deep, a touch of incomprehensible emotion flashed between his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and his steps were like being pricked by thousands of needles and couldn't be lifted at all, and even his back was tense.

He didn't want to see Hua Ruofeng deliver his sincerity to Yue'er and take it back.

Maybe he was just worried that Qing'er was too tired.

……

The thick smell of herbs in the valley gradually wafted into the nostrils, and a large field of light green herbs began to come into view.

"This is one of the manors of the clan, and according to the number of guards here, there are fifteen, and it should be the medicine field in charge of the three elders."

"You shouldn't have been back for a long time, and if you remember it so clearly, it means that you still have feelings for this place."

"Hate is my feelings." Hua Ruofeng raised his legs and stepped on the medicinal herbs in the field without regret, and Zhao Lansheng saw that the ice grass was trampled crookedly, and the soil was also trampled away.

How much he hated the Mo clan, Zhao Lansheng thought that he had no need to estimate.

Qing'er was shocked in her heart, but her face was expressionless, no matter what the young master did, she had no qualifications to question and stop it.

Walk a short distance again, enter the clear lake, the clear water is sparkling, the willow branches are dragging and moving, the pine and cypress stand, the rockery and strange stones, thousands of purples and thousands of reds compete for beauty, the beauty is overwhelming, the floating flocculation floating in the air adds a touch of mysterious beauty to this scene.

A white flag is erected on the edge of the lake, and the face is a conspicuous ink letter, and the black and white pair forms a distinct visual impact. The arched bridge of the lake, the vermilion floor, and the dazzling golden fence are tied with long white ribbons every five meters, gently brushing in the wind, making people feel inexplicably bleak and cold.

The Duanmu family is the most recognized by the leaders and elders of the Mo clan among the five major families, and everyone in the clan speculates that the five major families that have been divided for many years will be led by the Duanmu family and lead the five families to return to the Mo clan.

The head of the Duanmu family is naturally highly valued, and together with his wife An Zhen, her funeral and annual death day are highly valued.

This place is very familiar to Hua Ruofeng, he walked the arch bridge with Qing'er in his arms, and walked according to the route of memory.