Lijing's matter came to an end, and Luo Qingyin went to the imperial study to bid farewell to Luo Qingtian.

Luo Qingtian also knew that he couldn't keep this daughter.

In fact, there was no need for him to stay.

No matter where she goes, she is the princess of Dali.

Even if she marries Zi Yunchen, this will not change.

What he needs to do is to let her fly, and let her bring back more benefits to Liguo.

When he heard Luo Qingyin's resignation, he didn't hold back, but just smiled: "This time you saved your father and the emperor, you saved Da Li, and you are the biggest hero, what reward do you want?" ”

Luo Qingyin thought for a while and asked out loud: "The Fifth Emperor Sister is about to graduate, I want to find her to do two things, two years if the speed is slow, and two years if the speed is fast, Father, can you lend the Fifth Emperor Sister to me for two years?" ”

Luo Qingtian laughed loudly: "What's so difficult about this, it can be as many years as it takes." ”

In a word, Luo Qingrong's dilemma was solved.

Luo Qingyin happily retired, took the snow ginseng doll, the ink monkey, Lei Yan, the nine-tailed snow fox, Ming Jiu, and the kite, sat on Ziyunchen's cloud-stepping five-colored horse, and went to Xuanfeng Academy.

The road is long, and the snow ginseng doll and three small hair balls play cards around the coffee table.

Ming Jiu drove, and the kite accompanied Ming Jiu to sit outside.

Luo Qingyin didn't want to get tired of Zi Yunchen, so he sat in front of the car door and said to the two people outside the car: "Rui Mingjun is making a day for group marriage, do you want to do it together?" ”

Ming Jiu was stunned for an instant.

Kite's face was full of consternation: "Me and ...... He? ”

Luo Qingyin was even more stunned than them: "You are not ......"

Did she get it wrong?

The kite glanced at Ming Jiu, lowered his head and said, "Master, the maid never thought of getting married, and she and Ming Jiu are also simple friends." ”

Ming Jiu echoed: "It's the same with subordinates. ”

What a mistake!

It's a shame.

Luo Qingyin was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say: "Ah, hehe, when I didn't say it, when I didn't say it." ”

Along the way, Luo Qingyin was embarrassed to speak again, and silently sat on the soft couch to cultivate.

When he arrived at Xuanfeng Academy, it was the afternoon of the third day, Luo Qingyin saw that the time was still early, and went directly to the apse of the library hall.

Hua Qianye and Jimo are both there.

Hua Qianye was dressed in a white dress embroidered with silver lines, deep and shallow, and her slender jade-like fingers stretched out from the wide sleeves, holding a classic.

Hearing the footsteps, his fingertips moved slightly and raised his eyebrows.

The four eyes were facing each other, and under his long eyelashes, there were dots in his half-covered eyes, with a little amazement.

Luo Qingyin's heart jumped, and just as he was about to speak, Jimo Wuxin had already jumped up: "Senior sister, you're finally back!" My mentor and I have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Luo Qingyin was surprised: "What are you waiting for me to do?" ”

Jimo smiled unintentionally: "Wait for you to eat." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Without her, they wouldn't even be able to eat?

"I'm kidding." Jimo scratched his head and smiled, "Actually, I'm going home, and I'm thinking about your hot pot ......."

It's not Hua Qianye who wants to go home, but him?

Luo Qingyin was even more surprised: "Aren't you still more than a year away from graduating?" Why are you going home? ”

Jimo Wuxin explained: "When I break through the generals, the little fat butterfly will also break through, and the moth will also feather into a butterfly, so I have to go home." The time can be as short as two months, or as long as half a year, and I can't say for sure now. ”

Before the Cangyun Conference, he was a cultivator of the Ninth Order Great Perfection of the Martial Master, and he had been suppressing it for the sake of the Cangyun Conference.

Now that the Cangyun Conference is over, he can break through at any time.

At this time, it makes sense to go home.

Luo Qingyin nodded in understanding and looked at the sky outside: "It's dinner time, let's go eat hot pot to see you off!" ”

As for Zi Yunchen......

She thought about it for a moment and decided not to call him.

Familiarly entered Qionghuaju, Hua Qianye's housekeeper prepared the top ingredients as always.

Hua Qianye's ten fingers did not touch the spring water, so he sat outside and waited to eat.

Jimo Wuxin was embarrassed to let Luo Qingyin work alone, but he learned the ability to do it, and the two cooperated tacitly, and soon prepared the ingredients to be cooked, and the three of them sat together and made hot pot in front of the Guangkou Dan furnace.

After eating and drinking, the two walked to the front of the Inquiry Ladder, Jimo unintentionally summoned the little fat butterfly, which grew in the air against the wind, he flew and jumped on the back of the butterfly, waved his hand and flew down the mountain.

Hua Qianye turned his face sideways and looked at Luo Qingyin: "Come with me, okay?" ”

Luo Qingyin happily agreed: "Okay." ”

The two walked down the ladder of inquiry.

The blue jade stone steps all the way down, I don't know how many thousands of steps, precipitate the breath of vicissitudes, and you can't see the end at a glance.

On both sides of the stairs, the brocade ribbon is in full swing, and the pale pink color is enchanting and delicately spread on the ground, reflecting the last afterglow of the sunset, like a layer of golden light, beautiful.

This is the second time they have walked the ladder of inquiry.

The first time she walked was when she and Jimo Wuxin entered the Formation Pavilion for the first time, accompanied by him, from the bottom of the mountain all the way to the top of the mountain.

This time, it was just him and her, walking from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

The mountain breeze blows, blowing the hem of Hua Qianye's clothes, his black hair is like ink, his skin is fair, his body is slender, and when his white clothes are flying with the wind, the black and white are as elegant as an ink painting suitable for movement and stillness.

Invisibly, there is a sense of fairy posture and jade bones, as if it may ride the wind away at any time.

Luo Qingyin looked at his silhouette and took the initiative to speak: "Mentor, you are also leaving, right?" ”

Hua Qianye paused, and slightly bent the corners of his lips: "You guessed?" ”

Luo Qingyin's eyebrows raised slightly: "You don't seem to have told Wuxin?" ”

"I was going to talk to him, but he said he was leaving, so I didn't burden him." Hua Qianye turned around and stared at her fixedly, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were covered with soft light, "You're going to leave too, right?" ”

Luo Qingyin nodded and responded, "Well, go out and prepare for the attribute foundation." ”

Hua Qianye raised his eyebrows and looked at the sunset that was about to set in the distance, and said abruptly: "I know that we will separate one day, but I didn't expect that the separation would come so soon......"

He thought it would be at least five years before parting.

However, before graduation season, they parted ways.

Luo Qingyin's heart rose with a sense of loss for no reason: "Yes, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed." But......" she suddenly thought of something, and smiled sideways, "we can get together from time to time. When you graduate, you have to come back to bring your mentor career to a good end! ”

The corners of Hua Qianye's lips unconsciously showed a smile like a spring breeze: "Well, even if I leave now, I will still be your mentor." I'll be there when you graduate. ”

Even after graduating, he was still their mentor.

Because, she and Jimo Wuxin may be the only two students in his life.

Luo Qingyin stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "I will remember you, you are my only mentor." ”

A mentor may have many students, but there is only one mentor for each student.

Mao Dun Literature