"How many of you are top-notch or do you stay in the hotel?" The young man from the restaurant rubbed his hands and greeted him.

The crowd arrived at dusk to the first town on the road to the southwest.

Mo Haoning looked up at the two-story restaurant, looked at Qiao Xiya and asked, "Why don't you live here?"

"Childe can do it as he sees fit." Qiao Xiya bowed slightly and changed the title to the previously agreed appearance.

"You can still stay here?" Mo Haoning nodded, looked at the young man and asked.

"Yes, the guest officer can take a look first, three or four large rooms that are transparent from north to south are bright." The young man said as he let the man go to the backyard.

"Let's go and have a look, and if it's okay, we'll settle here today." As he spoke, Mo Haoning nodded to Qiao Xiya, and the two followed the young man into the restaurant.

After a while, Mo Haoning stood at the door and beckoned to Chu Yun, who understood and led everyone around the back of the restaurant. When I turned around the main entrance of the restaurant, I saw the young man just now walking towards them.

Three carriages and two or three tall horses followed the young man into the backyard of the restaurant.

"Hurry up, take all the carriages, and let the masters have a good rest." As soon as he entered the backyard, the young man beckoned the guys who were busy in the backyard to pick up the carriage and horses, and then led Chu Yun and the others towards the front hall.

"Come, come, sit, sit." Mo Haoning beckoned everyone to take a seat.

Qiao San glanced at Chunling, who was silent behind Qiao Xiya, gritted his teeth, and sat down next to Yun Zhishui.

"Dao Chief." Qiao San arched his hand at Yun Zhishui.

"Third Master Qiao." Yun Zhishui returned the salute.

Qiao San once was entrusted by Qiao Xiya to help Yu Meng with Chunling in a dream, and Yu Meng had told Yun Zhishui, so when he saw Qiao San at this time, Yun Zhishui was also courteous.

"Is there something wrong with Third Master Qiao?" Seeing that Qiao San wanted to speak and stopped, Yun Zhishui couldn't help asking.

"Don't hide it," Qiao San hesitated, but decided to ask clearly, "A while ago, Master Qiao went out to investigate the case, and it was my father's case that was investigated. Originally, he had already obtained the whereabouts of the gangster, but he met the Taoist chief by chance on the way to the pursuit. The Taoist said that the person who was being pursued by Master Qiao would surrender within two months, so I would like to ask the Taoist Chief, why did the Taoist say that?"

"Third Master Qiao doesn't need to be anxious, when the old man says this, there is naturally a reason for the old man." Yun Zhishui smiled, "There is a way that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, you have helped Yumeng, and Yumeng naturally wants to repay his kindness." That villain had framed Ling Zun, and it was only a matter of time before Fu Fa Na."

"What does the Taoist mean ......" Qiao San only hated himself at this time for only knowing how to dance with knives and guns, and there was no half drop of ink in his stomach, and Yun Zhishui's words sounded like clouds and fog to him, and he didn't understand them at all.

"You have a chivalrous heart, and if you help others, then someone will naturally help you." Yun Zhishui patted Qiao San's shoulder and smiled, "Don't worry, in less than two months, Ling Zun will definitely go home safely."

"Thank you, Chief!" Qiao San arched his hand.

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In the early morning of the next day, Mo Haoning stood in front of Qiao Xiya's resting house with a plate of steaming cakes.

"Is Miss Joe up?" Mo Haoning knocked lightly on the door.

"Lord Wang." Xia He opened the door and blessed slightly, "Our girl has already risen, please prince." With that, he let Mo Haoning into the house.

"Xiya, try it." As soon as Mo Haoning entered the room, he put the steaming saucer in his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals in the room.

"Jujube Cake?" Qiao Xiya smelled a familiar fragrance of jujubes, and walked quickly to the table of the Eight Immortals, and it was the sweet and crispy jujube flower cake that was steaming hot from the plate.

"There are also jujube flower cakes sold here?" Qiao Xiya picked up a piece and took a bite, "It's exactly the same as Jin Ancheng!"

"Can it be different," Chu Yun's voice came from the door, "This is the master of Jin Ancheng's jujube flower cake, which he just made this morning."

Qiao Xiya looked back and saw that Chu Yun was still holding a steaming bowl in his hand.

"What are you serving?"

"Milk tea. Our grandfather said, drink a bowl of milk tea in the morning

, the whole body is warm and warm all day." As he spoke, he put the bowl in his hand in front of Qiao Xiya.

"Lord Wang, how come the master who makes jujube flower cakes is here?" Qiao Xiya took a sip of milk tea, the mellow milk and the fragrance of tea spread along the tip of her tongue, and the whole person's spirit was lifted.

"He's been in the back carriage." Mo Haoning was stunned and replied.

"Why is the prince still taking him?" Qiao Xiya's hand holding the milk tea was stunned in the air.

"If you like to eat, take it with you." Mo Haoning pushed the jujube flower cake in front of Qiao Xiya, "Eat it quickly, this cake has to be delicious while it's hot."

When Qiao Xiya heard this, her face was red with shame, and her earlobes were red as if she was about to drip blood.

"Chuyun, go pack your things, and when Miss Qiao finishes breakfast, let's go." Mo Haoning waved his hand and sent Chu Yun away.

"Yes."

"Third Master Qiao." Chunling followed Chu Yun and slipped out and found Qiao San who was setting up a car, "Third Master Qiao has thought of your future plans?" A pair of red and swollen eyes looked at Qiao San who was buried in the car.

"Chunling, go and put on the soft pillow that the girl used on the road, I'll go out for some business, and I'll be back soon." After speaking, he didn't even look at Chunling, left the backyard, and walked outside.

"Qiao Sanye......" Chunling looked at Qiao San's departing back in a daze, and a thousand words were blocked in her chest, almost tearing her apart. Two lines of tears fell down his cheeks, fell to the ground and shattered.

After a long time, she raised her hand, wiped away her tears, looked up at the sun that had just risen in the sky, reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, sighed long, and turned back to the house.

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"Second brother!" Mo Haoning turned over and dismounted to meet him.

It's still Mo Changhong and Youping, it's still under the gate of Yuequan Town, it's still two horses, but the Yuequan Town behind the two of them is not as prosperous as before.

After more than half a month of turbulence, everyone finally arrived at Yuequan Town again.

"Seventh!" Mo Changhong arched his hand, his face was slightly tired, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes that could not be hidden.

"Second Highness, what's the matter?" Qiao Xiya got out of the carriage and looked at Yuequan Town behind Mo Changhong.

"Alas......" Mo Changhong sighed deeply, "It's been hard work all the way, let's eat first."

Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning glanced at each other, followed behind Mo Changhong, and walked into Yuequan Town.

The prosperity of Moonspring Town was like an illusion before, but now the streets of Moonspring Town are deserted like an empty city.

Everyone followed Mo Changhong into the restaurant where Mo Haoning and others were entertained last time.

"Boss, good tea and good food are served." Mo Changhong greeted the counter.