In the thatched hut behind Qingyunguan, for the first time in hundreds of years, white smoke rises at sunset and dusk, and it is rare to have a trace of fireworks. Next to the simple stove in the courtyard, a woman took a puff fan and took a piece of dry wood and added it in.

Shou Jing sat at the stone table outside the door, the breeze mixed with the faint fragrance of rice, he occasionally looked sideways, looked at it for a long time and then turned his head.

"The Taoist is cooking! You must be in a hurry! Sun Yingxue brought two nights of white porridge, fried two side dishes, and said with a smile: "Coarse tea and light rice, you can't eat big fish and meat, so you can only pick some wild vegetables." ”

Shou Jing stared at the rice on the stone table and smiled: "You can also cook!" ”

Sun Yingxue pursed her lips and complained, "Daoist, do you think I'm some kind of daughter, so I don't cook?" My mother taught me this craft, and my mother said that after learning to cook, I won't be hungry! She handed over the wild vegetables: "Such a simple dish can't make me stretch my fists, Dao Chief, I'll make you a table of vegan dishes in the future!" What does the Taoist like to eat on weekdays? ”

Shou was silent and couldn't help but want to laugh, what does he like to eat? For the past hundred years, he only loves to eat raw souls.

"You're welcome, if you can say it, I can do it!" Sun Yingxue's eyes were full of expectations.

Shoujing raised her eyes and looked at her: "I don't have anything to eat!" ”

Sun Yingxue frowned: "I can understand what you said, it's because you haven't tasted it, so you don't expect my craftsmanship!" She picked up the dishes on the plate and put them in her bowl, and said with a smile: "You eat first, try it!" ”

Shoujing is a soul, so naturally he doesn't need to eat these, he picked up the chopsticks very unfamiliarly, and just wanted to add them but dropped them on the table.

Sun Yingxue laughed: "Dao Chief, you don't know how to use chopsticks, hahahahaha, no wonder there is no dining room where you live, but what do you eat on weekdays?" Fruit? After that, she picked up the dish again and handed it over: "Dao Chief, you taste it!" ”

Shou Jing froze, looked at the food in front of him, subconsciously leaned back, and twisted his head to the side, "You... Eat it yourself! ”

"It's okay, Dao Chief, you are an immortal, I am honoring you!" Sun Yingxue stretched the dish in front of him again: "Taste it, it's going to fall!" ”

Shoujing's cheeks were crimson, he pursed his lips, forgot about him in embarrassment, and took a bite stiffly.

Suddenly, his lips tasted the long-lost taste, the sweet, sour, salty and spicy that he had felt instantly spread on the tip of his tongue, and he chewed gently, recalling many past events in his mind.

"Is it delicious?" Sun Yingxue also tasted a big bite proudly, her mouth was stuffed slowly and she said while eating: "You only have salt here, but I picked wild peppers and sweet and sour juice from fruits in the mountains, and it is not bad to make!" ”

Salt? Shoujing came back to his senses, glanced at the lumps of salt that had been left long ago, and smiled slightly. The salt, he is not used to eat, a few days ago he caught a bad-tempered water demon, in order to make it suffer a little, he deliberately let the little ghost sprinkle it all over its body with salt, the water demon was finally stung alive, he is very good at using this unique method to clean up the monster in the water.

Raising his eyes, he saw that Sun Yingxue was eating fragrantly, his heart was relieved, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at her silently.

It was late at night, and only Luo Qingyun's bedroom in the Xiahui Hall was still shining. She lay quietly on the bed, staring at the beams. In the past, as long as she raised her eyes, she could see the belt of Song Zixun's clothes hanging from her waist, and she smiled bitterly, her heart sour. Why is he a ghost, if she meets Song Zixun before her death, she will definitely be able to do her best to protect him, how could she let him die so early.

But think about it again, at that time, she was humble, and she was worried about living in Luofu, and she was not even qualified to step out of the door. Even if Song Zixun really encounters an accident, what ability does she have to protect her?

But today, she climbed to the sky and returned to Luofu again, she has always tended to be inflammatory, and the old lady Luo, who clings to the powerful, treats her differently from the past, even the domineering Shen has a time when she kneels in front of her. Everything now was given to her by the emperor, how could she blame Song Zixun on him. She just woke up that day and was irrational, she only knew that Song Zixun had disappeared, and she didn't want to live.

But now it's different, she knows that Song Zixun still has a trace of soul in the world, so she has hope. If she can really find the dragon scales, Song Zixun will be able to reincarnate completely, even if there is no longer him to accompany her in the future, she will not ask Song Zixun to stay.....

She thought to herself that if he could really be reincarnated, it would be excellent.

In the early morning of the next day, Du Ruo just hurriedly summoned and broke into the door, she couldn't help but kneel on the ground, crying: "Niangniang, something is wrong!" ”

Luo Qingyun had just finished freshening up and looked at her in surprise. Du Ruo's face was pale, and his lips couldn't stop shaking: "Today, there are rumors in the market that Niangniang had a ghost marriage when she was in Luofu!" And this matter has also come up with real evidence, if there is really something like this, Niangniang's mother family will be implicated, and the matter of sealing the emperor will naturally not be continued, even... Even Lord Luo may be implicated! The news in the palace has been delayed, and now the whole capital is talking about it. Mother, how is this good? Du Ruo's tears rippled, and he was about to cry when he spoke.

After hearing this, Luo Qingyun frowned slightly, and asked after a long silence: "Is there no movement in the palace yet?" ”

"The Queen Mother should already know, and she is discussing with the emperor at this time! Presumably, the will will be given soon! Banxia couldn't help crying: "Niangniang, is this true?" ”

Suddenly, Luo Qingyun's heart rolled for a while, and she calmed down instantly. Thinking about it carefully, only the Luo family knows about this matter of the Luo Mansion, and the Luo family received the holy decree to enter the palace on the second day, which is no longer involving Luo Qingyun alone, presumably no one dares to talk nonsense about such a big matter. Song Zixun's father had a relationship with her when she was near Sarushikawa. He was cowardly, but he was a good official. Presumably, no one in the Song Mansion will say it again.

So it must be the Shen family who wants to make waves, but Luo Qingyun has promised to send Luo Qingrong back to his home, this juncture, Luo Qingyun is naturally unable to interfere with her after being sealed, so if she can protect Luo Qingyun, she must ensure Luo Qingyun's location. Shen will not be so stupid, then the most suspicious person in this matter is afraid that she is by her side.

"Mother, what can I do? Speak up! Du Ruo saw her in a daze and said worriedly.

Luo Qingyun sighed: "It's okay, the emperor won't blame it, at most, this matter can't be sealed, I'm fine!" ”

"What?" Du Ruo was shocked, and after thinking about it, he still felt that it was inappropriate: "But Niangniang, although the slave knows that the emperor loves you very much, this matter is not trivial!" ”

"The emperor knows, he will deal with it! No one will be implicated in this matter! Luo Qingyun smiled faintly.

"How not?" Du Ruo paused, but still didn't hold back: "The slave maid heard that after Lord Song of Jing Zhaoyin found out, he had already cut himself in the mansion. He only begged the emperor not to implicate the Song family, if this matter hadn't made such a big fuss, the slaves and maids would not have been afraid of such a look! ”

The indifferent and senseless smile on Luo Qingyun's face gradually disappeared, she squinted her eyes in a daze, and asked in disbelief, "Who did you say died?" ”

"Lord Song of Jing Zhao Yin!"

Luo Qingyun's face instantly became extremely ugly, Lord Song! Song Zixun's father!

Seeing her expression change suddenly, Du Ruo hurriedly said: "So, Niangniang, this matter is not trivial, if it weren't for Lord Song's death, this matter would not have become real evidence!" ”

Luo Qingyun paused and asked, "How could Lord Song die so hastily before there was no real evidence?" It's not that simple! ”

"Niangniang, what did you think of?"

Luo Qingyun shook her head, Luo Qingyun's eyes became cold, she knew who did it, and she was so unscrupulous in order to harm her!

Luo Qingyun took out a knife from the dressing table, hid it in his sleeve, and asked coldly, "Where is Luo Qingrong?" ”