It's better not to understand that things should be figured out.

Yue Niangzi raised her feet and walked to the street, Chunxi followed, and then the convoy behind was up again at this moment, heading towards Luocheng Zhoufu.

"Oh, lady, let's change to a better inn this time. Now that they have money, they don't have to worry about where they live. Chunxi hurriedly followed, chattering.

They don't have to save money now, they got a thousand taels last time, a thousand taels in this Los Angeles, at least they can buy a small house, I don't know what the housing prices in Los Angeles are? She tilted her head in a pensive look.

"Okay." Yue Niangzi also nodded, "I can't treat you badly." She tilted her head with a grin.

"Lady, you're amazing." She rubbed her hands together with bubbling eyes.

Yue Niangzi naturally knew what she meant by this.

"Yes. It's pretty impressive. But awesome is awesome, have you ever seen a powerful person who would be praised like this by his own family. She turned her head as well.

"Yes, powerful people never seem to say that they are powerful." Chunxi touched his chin and said in surprise, "Subtle, be subtle." She nodded yes.

Then leaned over and grabbed Yue Niangzi's arm, "Do you want to go to Shangyi Pavilion first?" She asked, leaning on her baggage.

Yue Niangzi's expression froze.

Suddenly hearing this place, there is still some discomfort in the end.

“... First... Settle down, don't be in a hurry, the days are still long, don't be in a hurry. As she spoke, she walked forward quickly, and the hurried Chunxi almost couldn't catch up.

In fact, I still have a little eagerness, otherwise, how could I still rush to this place in the rainy season.

But just when the answer will be revealed... She hesitated.

"Let's take a break, there must be a lot of fun in this Los Angeles." She said with a smile, her pace slowing down.

Spring joy should be happy.

The two entered the inn on the corner.

Pedestrians were still bustling, and the small vendors couldn't stop shouting, everything was as usual, no one saw that there were two people following Yue Niangzi all the way, and they slowly disappeared when they entered the inn.

...........................................

It was a clean and tidy room, with a dark blue curtain hanging from the large square window, and although it was afternoon at the moment, there was a little residual sun outside, which was very bright.

But when you enter this room, it's different.

The curtain was pulled tightly, and then the door was closed, it was pitch black, and a small soybean oil lamp was placed on the small table next to the soft collapse, and the flames were burning straight away, scattering a few residual lights.

I can faintly see a person lying on the soft collapse, as for whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, I basically can't tell.

With a "squeak", the closed door was pushed open, and at the same time, a ray of sunlight leaked in through the open door, and with this light the woman who pushed the door in could see a man lying on top of the soft collapse, wearing a black fox cloak in the height of summer.

The man frowned unhappily at the moment.

The woman hurriedly closed the door before rubbing her hands together and slowly passing by the soybean oil lamp. Then he stopped three steps away from the collapse and bowed respectfully.

"Owner, the woman is looking for it." She spoke respectfully, her voice was gentle and pleasant, like a yellow bird out of the valley, the man obviously did not have this desire to appreciate, and he was originally cold and sat up at the moment.

"Got news? Where? But in this Los Angeles? His voice was still cold, but a little eager, and he turned to take his seat, sitting on the mahogany bench on his right, propping his elbows on the small table.

"Yes, the woman entered Los Angeles this afternoon, and is now staying in the street inn on Phoenix Branch Street, off the main street of Los Angeles. If the left and the right see it with their own eyes. The woman replied.

The man tapped the mahogany table again and again with his hand, making a crisp clicking sound, but his eyes were on the only thing on the table......

It was a palm-sized piece of pale yellow rice paper, with two rows of women's letters written on it, and the glyphs were handsome and unique.

The woman looked up, and at a glance she could see that it was a new puzzle that was given to her by Lady Yue when she was in Qi County. And this ordinary puzzle was held in the hands of the incomparably noble young owner at this moment, and it took so much effort to find the woman.

Is this puzzle really unique?

She shook her head.

"You don't have to go back, just stay in L.A." The man said slowly.

The woman who knelt down was stunned suddenly, and then kowtowed happily and thanked her, "Thank you to the young owner." ”

Saying this, it means that she has been reused by her master, and it is much better to stay by the side of the master of Los Angeles than to continue to stay in the small county town.

The young farmer waved her hand, and she slowly withdrew with a long look and pulled the door shut. In front of the house was a dense black bamboo, tall and dense, slowly bowing his head towards the room he had just come out of, and he was breathless.

She exhaled, lifted her skirt and walked out of the corridor in the courtyard. Who would have thought that the lord of Runan Sizhuang would live in a small courtyard on the eastern outskirts of Los Angeles?

The footsteps in the courtyard slowly faded away, until there was no sound, Qi Shubai exhaled a long breath and slowly let go of the hand that was still clenched into a fist, the five fingers slowly spread out, the fingertips were pale, the bones were distinct, both thin and long, and the middle finger was close to the direction of the index finger There was also a layer of cocoon that was not thick or thin, and it looked like the hand that often held the pen stick.

The palm of the hand is completely spread out, and you can vaguely see what is engraved in the center of the palm, Qi Shubai is also looking at the word at the moment, and the word "Ru" is engraved in the center of the right palm, as if he has taken a very thin ink tip and pulled it up one stroke at a time, and the skin around the font is obviously a little redder than other places and bulges upward, which is not very obvious.

Even so, I still felt a pity, like a puddle of sludge splashed on the instep of the nobleman's foot, although the mud was not dirty, but with a dignified atmosphere.

Qi Shubai looked at it for a long time, and the black font looked a little yellowed under the dim soybean oil lamp. With his left hand, he picked up the piece of rice paper that was placed on the small table and lifted it to stand next to his right hand.

If you have a heart, you can see it...... The handwriting on the rice paper was the same as the handwriting on his right palm...... Almost.... Same.

Although the word "Ru" does not appear on the rice paper, the horizontal and vertical skimming of the handwriting, and even the hook of each word when the writer stops writing.... It's all the same.

"It's the same." Qi Shubai sighed and put the paper down, "What does a touch of the same mean?" He sighed again, "The point is this...... This puzzle, this puzzle is the same. Is it her? She's back? "Came back in a peculiar, even exaggerated, form, when he was about to obey the destiny of heaven?

"How... How is it possible...."He muttered to himself, the woman said that the woman who wrote the puzzle was taller than the average girl, and there was a little girl beside her, and her tone of voice was also flat, thin, and pale.

“..... So, this is not my own girl. "His girl is obviously not tall, she speaks softly, and it is impossible to be friends with other girls, chubby, and not pale.

And most importantly... His girl died... Died in the spring of March.