Yip's West City.

A jade box, two feet square, was placed in front of Ye Mengqiu.

It was Qingyang who asked Yang Hu to send the elixir jade box.

The beautiful jade is moist, and there is a faint aura, which lingers in it, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Xiaoxiao, a delicate little maid, looked at the jade box with a look of surprise, her round eyes were very wide, like a cat full of curiosity.

The petite Tankou opened slightly, and exclaimed: "Last year, the doctor spent a lot of money to get the quenching pill for the son, and I asked for a lot of favors.

The young master of the Qing clan is so capable, he sent a whole box of hundreds of elixirs at once, just this superb jade, carved box, is worth a lot of money!"

The delicate maid Shuang'er also looked suspicious, but said in her mouth: "Xiaoxiao, you don't know, the Qing family entrusted Uncle Yanghu to bring back two boxes of elixir and another box to the master of the family!"

"Hehe, Sister Shuang'er, more than ten days ago, Uncle Yanghu said that the Qing family has reformed itself, you still resolutely don't believe it, you should believe it now, right?"

The little maid Xiaoxiao, with round eyes, smiled like two crescents, and accidentally, her mouth couldn't close with a smile, revealing two cute front teeth, like a proud little squirrel.

Shuang'er stretched out her hand on Xiaoxiao's forehead, tapped it twice, and said angrily: "You little girl, what do you know? Even now, I am dissatisfied with the Qing family."

After being away for so long, I didn't even have a letter, no matter how busy I was, didn't I miss the eldest lady in my heart?"

Xiaoxiao tilted her head and said with a smile: "In the future, when the eldest lady gets married, we will all accompany you, why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that you have a sweetheart?"

Shuang'er's face turned red and full of shyness, she grabbed a bunch of colorful feathers on the desk, and was about to hit it: "You little girl, see if I don't beat you!"

"Well, you two are really!"

Ye Mengqiu, who had not made a sound, finally couldn't stand the fight between the two maids, and reluctantly let them go out to play.

Waiting for the two small maids to go out, Ye Mengqiu hurriedly closed the door.

Only then did she carefully take out a letter inside, obviously Qingyang's letter inside had already been hidden by her.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Swimming back from it, it's like being in the middle of the water······"

The light girl's voice, like the sound of heaven, sounded softly in the embroidery room.

Qingyang's letter tells a strong longing, fiery words, which makes people's hearts slightly hot.

Ye Mengqiu's face was slightly red, his eyes were flowing, his lips were picturesque, his teeth were biting, and the appearance of that thin young man appeared in front of him again.

But he was even more puzzled in his heart: "After your hard work, why have you changed so much, is it possible that there is a great terror between life and death, which can really make people grow rapidly?"

I kept thinking about it, but I couldn't tell why it was happening.

Ye Mengqiu, who was worried in his heart, slowly sat in front of a zither, two pairs of slender jade fingers, gently plucked, and the sound of silk strings played like flowing clouds.

Inside and outside the Ye Clan's Mansion, everyone who heard the rhythm couldn't help but stop and enjoy it quietly, and even many people were intoxicated.

At the window of the embroidered building, a small red bird suddenly flew in, the size of a palm, with wings like fire.

The little bird seemed to understand the rhythm, standing on the windowsill and listening, and its small head shook with the rhythm, which was hilarious.

After Ye Mengqiu's song was finished, the little red bird woke up from the rhythm and jumped and jumped on the windowsill, chirping, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

"Huh, Xiaohong, you've finally had enough fun!"

Ye Mengqiu heard the chirping of the little red bird, and immediately turned around, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over with surprise.

The little red bird twisted his head and didn't look at Ye Mengqiu, and seemed to be very angry that the girl didn't continue to play.

But he was caught off guard, and was held in front of him by a pair of jade hands from a girl.

"Chirp~"

The little red bird protested between his hands, threatening to peck at the pair of jade fingers, but he only made a show, seemed reluctant, and did not really move his mouth.

"Hee-hee, Xiaohong, it's the best!"

Ye Mengqiu raised the bird and looked at it carefully, and then said with confidence: "Every time you go out, you have to play for more than ten days before you go home, and I am worried about you in vain."

Que Mountain is connected to the barren jungle, and it is said that there are strange beasts and fierce birds, are you and other birds and beasts snatching the elixir and eating it?"

The little red bird, chirping twice, seems to be expressing dissatisfaction, and grabbing the mouth is the truth.

"Hee-hee, what do you think this is?"

Ye Mengqiu lifted the little red bird to the jade box, and said happily: "Such a box of elixir is enough for you to eat for a year, it was sent by Qingyang!

"Chirp~"

The little red bird, smelling the breath of the elixir, his eyes widened, and his whole body was immediately full of strength, and he was about to break free of Ye Mengqiu's hands, wanting to rush into the jade box and eat a big meal.

But Ye Mengqiu grasped it firmly and didn't give it a chance at all.

"Don't worry, it's at home anyway, and I won't run away!" Ye Mengqiu laughed quietly, grabbed the little red bird in front of him, and pressed it on the table.

Then, with her hands on the table, her chin on the table, and her head tilted to one side, the girl asked softly, "Little Red Bird, you have seen him many times."

Was he deliberately hiding it in the past, or did these changes come about recently?

But the difficulty of cultivation, I followed the master to learn the arts, so far for ten years, only the eighth-grade rune master, how can he grow by leaps and bounds in just a few days?

To be honest, I'm really worried about him, don't deliberately exaggerate your ability for the sake of fame, otherwise the monarch will really, too hard to explain!"

The sunset sun shines through the window lattice, shining on the face of the stunning girl, crystal like jade, and her hair is pitch black, so beautiful that it is simply suffocating.

Even with a worried look on your face, you can immerse yourself in this beautiful picture.

The little red bird quieted down, his head kept swinging from side to side, and his eyes were thoughtful, as if he was really thinking about a problem.

"Chirp~"

The little red bird called softly twice, then jumped up, first with one wing, patted its little chest, and then with a pair of small small wings, it made a winged flying shape, and kept chirping in its mouth, as if to say something.

"You said you want to go to the Qing Clan's fiefdom in person to see what he is doing?"

Ye Mengqiu's expression moved, pondered for a moment, leaned on the table, and whispered, "Don't be seen by the people of the Qing clan!"

She didn't mean anything else, this little red bird was given by the master, and someone in the Qing family may have seen it, once she noticed the little red bird, she thought that she sent it to see her son-in-law, which was really embarrassing.

"Chirp~"

The little red bird looked self-satisfied and confident in hiding its tracks.

Jump lightly, jump to the window, and you're about to spread your wings and fly away.

But the next moment, it jumped back to the desk, a small wing, and pointed to the jade box on the table.

Ye Mengqiu smiled dumbly: "Really, you still have to tell me the conditions, I'm afraid of you!"

Swallowing a spirit fruit and being satisfied, the little red bird did not hesitate anymore, jumped out of the window, and disappeared from the field of vision in an instant like lightning.