As a result, a huge floor shop hit the cloud unrestrained room. Yun Yang rolled back and forth on it holding his pillow, but he didn't roll to the ground.

Seeing that Feng Qinglan was lying on the left and right with a cub, Yun Wujian sighed helplessly, and lay down next to Xiao Yunyang, while Yun Fengchen was lying on the other side of his father.

A floor shop, five people, in the form of clouds, wind and blue, clouds, clouds and clouds and dust.

That night, they slept soundly.

……

"Auntie, can't you really stay for another day?"

Yun Yang took her hand with tears in his eyes, and he was very reluctant.

The next day, after breakfast, Feng Qinglan told the cubs about leaving.

She sighed and hugged the person into her arms, "No, A-Niang has promised others that she will return today." ”

Also, she was afraid that she would stay for one more day and be attached to it for a while, so she was reluctant to leave.

But she still has things she wants to do, people she wants to protect. The weakness of the past few days has made her deeply feel a sense of crisis.

"Then, will A-Niang come back to see us?"

The little guy lay in her arms with tears in his eyes, but he couldn't hold back his tears, and his voice was muffled.

Daddy said that A-Niang likes to be a good child, and he can't cry.

Yun Fengchen and Yun Ran, the two older children, stood beside her, their eyes were sour and silent, no one was willing to let her leave.

But Daddy pulled them in the morning and said that Auntie had her own freedom, and they couldn't restrain her. Otherwise, it is tantamount to a canary in a cage, although it is beautiful, it is unhappy, and finally dies depressed.

"Of course it will, fool, as long as A-Niang is free, I will come back to see you."

Feng Qinglan rubbed his head gently, and was reluctant to pull him away from his embrace.

Then he took what he had prepared and handed them one by one.

One person has a short dagger, and there are some books on governing the country and polemics for Yun Fengchen, all of which he loved to read before. What was given to Yun Ran was some medical books and the notes she had sorted out, and what was given to Yun Yang was some martial arts cheats.

"When A-Niang is not here, you also have to take good care of yourself and protect yourself, you know?"

"We know, A-Niang."

"We are not by A-Niang's side, A-Niang also has to take care of herself!"

"Okay."

……

After reluctantly saying goodbye to the cubs, Yun Wujian accompanied her down the mountain. There were two people behind them, the Soul of Words and the Soul of Mist.

One is the main attack and the other is the main tracking and concealment, one is in the light and the other is in the dark.

Yun Wujian said that she went to Wuzhou alone, afraid that she would be in danger, and let the two of them follow to protect her.

Feng Qinglan thought about it, so he didn't refuse.

If she really encountered danger in Wuzhou, she would definitely not be able to deal with it alone. But the power of the five continents is huge, even if there are Yan Souls and Fog Souls following, they may not be able to escape in danger in the face of danger.

But after all, it was Yun Wuji's intention, and if she stayed, he could feel at ease.

"If you have something important to do, send it here."

She patted his hand and smiled.

"Okay." His fingers froze, and slowly released.

palm, and her residual warmth.

"We'll wait for you to come home." He curled his lips and said softly.

The shallow smile like a spring breeze is refreshing, like the beginning of winter snow, and the earth is warm, which makes people yearn for it.

"Okay." She smiled back.

This word, one sentence, is their tacit agreement.

——

Korinjo.

Ling Yan paced back and forth on the castle tower, his folding fan fanning his hair and dancing wildly, just like his mood.

"It's almost noon, why hasn't my sister come back yet?"

He muttered in a low voice, standing still from time to time, glancing up at the outside of the city.

Except for the sand that the wind blows, there is not even a pedestrian.

Su Heng led the team to a nearby town early in the morning to help, and the secret guards of the zero belt went out of Jialin Pass to explore the way, and Ling sent to wait alone all morning, which was extremely boring.

He had been drinking tea and waiting in the tent, but when the tea was full, he strolled to the gate of the city before anyone came.

The city was being repaired, and the gate had to transport materials, so he had to go up to the city tower, and treated the wounds of several wounded soldiers who were carrying things on the way.

Seeing that the morning was about to pass, and he hadn't seen Feng Qinglan's figure yet, Ling Yan couldn't help but be a little anxious and worried.

"Young master, the road to Beihai has been paved, and the valley path can go directly to a small fishing village next to Beihai."

"We have sent a signal, and when we arrive, the sails of the ship from Wuzhou to pick up the young master should have arrived."

The sound of zero one sounded behind him, and he was so frightened that Ling Xian, who had been staring at the distraction outside the city, jumped on his shoulder.

"Got it." He took out a bag from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Zero One, "You go to General Feng and prepare some dry food and water to eat." ”

"Yes!" Zero One took the money bag and left.

The valley trail doesn't sound like a place to rest in an inn.

When they came, they directly used light skills to walk, but Feng Qinglan is also a woman no matter how she says, so she can't sleep in the open like them.

It's better to pull the carriage, at least she can have a place to rest.

Although the journey will be much slower, it is not in a hurry for these days.

"Whew!"

"Huh? What's going on, whose horse is this running out! ”

"It looks like the princess's horse, stop it!"

There was a long cry of snow, and the city was in chaos.

Dozens of people came to stop it, but they didn't stop it from running out of the city.

Everyone thought: It's over, how should I explain this to the princess.

Ling Cheng was also attracted by the snow, and just as he wanted to jump off the city wall to stop it, he saw a black spot not far away quickly approaching, and the roar of the snow became more and more excited.

The host is back! The host didn't leave the snow!

I saw that the snow was running straight towards the black spot in the middle, and Ling Xian didn't need to guess to know that it was Feng Qinglan who had returned.

The spirit horse recognizes the bloodline, except for the bloodline of the side where it recognizes the master, it will never get close to anyone, let alone be so excited.

Ling Xuan, who was inexplicably relieved, suddenly thought that when she left yesterday, he was still thinking that this person would do what he said.

As a result, he has not seen anyone for a long time today, and he will still be worried.

……

"Walking in the snow?"

Feng Qinglan was slightly stunned, and when she looked at it, she was grinning...... Laughing? 's white horse, isn't it her family stepping on the snow?

With a slight leap in stride, Feng Qinglan accurately rode on the back of the snow, and the soul of the mist was shocked again.

The princess is really skilled! I'm afraid it's not inferior to Commander Yan.

The two of them suddenly felt that they were a little redundant, what was going on?

Feng Qinglan rode straight into the city on the snow, and the soul of the mist followed closely behind, and the corners of his forehead were already sweating.

……

"Senior sister."

Ling Xian shook his fan and came down from the city tower to the door to wait, and was dusty by the snow that passed by.

His smile froze on his face, his gentle hairstyle was messy, his nose was itchy, and he sneezed several times in a row.

Ling Xian: ......

Stepping on the snow must be deliberate!

Not long ago, he sent someone to tie the car to it, and it sprayed his face with dissatisfaction, and now it pounces on him with yellow sand!

Abominable.

It's too spiritual, it's not good, tsk.

"Senior brother?"

"You're out of shape."

Ling Xian: ......

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