"Ah Ran."

Mo Qingchen pursed her lips, let go of Su Yunran's little hand, and gently touched her head, her eyes soft.

Seeing that Su Yunran no longer spoke, Mo Qingchen sighed slightly, put his hand behind him, and left through the back window after a few words.

This little girl is really wary, I thought she would let down her guard a little bit last time, but I didn't expect it to be the same.

I really don't know how she grew up.

It doesn't matter, the future is long, and what you have is a chance.

***

On the day of departure to Yushan, the sun was mild, the wind blew warmly, and there was some fragrance of grass and trees.

Su Yunran and Su Yunhua sat in the same carriage, Su Yunshu was one, and the Su family sent many guards to follow.

Yao Zinian, Yao Ziran, and Yao Ziyu each sat in a carriage, each with their own thoughts.

After getting into the carriage, Su Yunran fell asleep, and Su Yunhua covered her with a blanket and stuffed a stove in her hand. After that, he began to meditate and practice.

After a while, Su Yunran opened his eyes faintly, looked at the blanket on his body, his gaze softened a little, and he moved his body to close his eyes again.

The spiritual power flowed between the meridians, and Su Yunran felt the mental method, a heart, and slowly precipitated.

The name of this set of mental methods is "no delusion".

There are a total of nine layers, and the last three layers can be practiced to perfection, but Su Yunran has been feeling for a long time, but he has not been able to find that opportunity.

However, with this mental method, you can calm down and become clear.

Faces flashed in his mind, Su Wenye, Gu Ruying, Su Yunxiu, Su Yunshu······

When everything settled, Nan Shiyan's face appeared.

Warm as jade, shallow and smiling.

The faces in the memory and the face of Nan Shiyan now slowly overlapped, and the memories of the past flowed through his mind, but suddenly a crack appeared.

Then the mind was interrupted.

Su Yunran opened his eyes suddenly, suppressed the bloody breath in his throat, and took a deep breath to calm his mind.

Just ······

Is it an accident, or is it some kind of revelation?

No vain, no vain.

What is this weight?

Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, he glanced at Su Yun's painting on the opposite side, who was obsessed with cultivation, pulled the blanket on his body, nestled on the low couch, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he arrived at the place where he was temporarily resting, Su Yunshu pulled out the curtain, looked at Su Yunran, who was breathing steadily, and lowered his voice, "Xiaohua, it's here." ”

Su Yunhua nodded, and was about to wake up Su Yunran, Su Yunshu waved her hand to signal her not to, Su Yunhua understood, and got out of the carriage.

Su Yunshu lifted his feet into the car, wrapped Su Yunran with the cloak on one side, and gently carried him out of the carriage.

Now, almost everyone had gotten out of the carriage and whispered something to the people around them.

I saw Su Yunshu, who was dressed in green clothes, getting out of the carriage with a woman in his arms, with a gentle expression.

Su Yun's books have a bit of a free and uninhibited taste, and such gentle movements are surprising.

Everyone looked at the woman in his arms, her face was exquisite, but her little face was pale and sickly.

"Then it must be Miss Su Qi."

"Yes, I met it once in Qing'an Hall."

"It's stunning, but it's a pity that it's a sick seedling."

"People are pampered, and there is a senior brother like Yan Gongzi, which is really enviable."

"Looking at the crooked appearance of this disease, it seems that I don't have long to live, and I feel quite fine now."

"It's still Miss Yao's second, her cultivation is profound, she is still the future princess."

While everyone was whispering, Nan Shiyan had already come to Su Yunshu, looking at the pale little face, he couldn't help frowning, "Sleeping?" ”

Su Yunshu nodded, "It's windy here, let's go in first." ”

Su Yunhua raised his hand and put the hat on the cloak for Su Yunran, put the cloak together, and followed Su Yunshu to the room of the post station.

Mo Qingchen stood not far away, looking at the background of Su Yunshu, his gaze became dark.

"Brother Wang, what are you looking at?"

A gentle female voice came, and Mo Qingyi stood aside, her makeup delicate and her eyes puzzled.

Mo Qingchen glanced at her lightly, didn't say a word, and walked into the post station.

Mo Qingyi frowned, didn't say anything, and followed in.