Feng Tianying helped her gather the slightly messy hair on her sideburns, and said: "Yu'er, this time, you sacrificed a lot for me, Shuiqing Palace needs to rest, my Yu'er also needs to rest, you see, there are black green under your eyes, you must know that women are too hard-working, and their faces are easy to age." ”

Lan Baiyu looked at the love and pity in his eyes, and his heart was warm, and said, "If I am old and ugly, will you still love me like now?" ”

Feng Tianying gently pinched her nose and said, "Of course, fool, it's just that you are too hard, how can I be willing to do it?" Well, let's go back to Shuiqing Palace to recuperate, now there is a trend of chaos in the world, and if you stay in the Central Plains, I will always be distracted to take care of you. ”

Although Lan Baiyu is good at martial arts, and his subordinates are also capable, but no matter how capable a woman is, she also expects to be protected by the man she loves, and she is the same, when she heard him say that she should be distracted to take care of her, her heart has already melted, and she obediently lies on the bed, Feng Tianying pulled a quilt to cover her, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then left the door.

Although Lan Baiyu also felt tired, she lay alone on the bed, but she was completely sleepy, with her big charming eyes open, and she couldn't sleep for a long time.

Feng Tianying changed into a dark gray robe, wore a small wide-brimmed hat on his head, carried a bamboo basket, and walked out of the Yunpeng Inn, he did not plan to track Nan Ruo's whereabouts, but walked along the street, walked to the most remote long street in Qingshui Town, walked through the long street, in front of it was a dilapidated small temple, Feng Tianying lifted the robe, walked in, and saw dozens of beggars lying in the small temple.

In the corner of the small temple, there was a fairly complete square table, Feng Tianying walked over, put the bamboo basket on the square table, he casually opened the lid of the bamboo basket, and a tempting aroma of roast chicken came out, filling the whole room.

The beggars got up as fast as they could, and rushed this way, and everyone rushed over, except for a bald beggar in the corner who slept motionless.

Feng Tianying walked over, reached out and patted his muddy shoulder, and said, "Old Joe." ”

The bald beggar Lao Qiao turned over, sat up, and said, "Brother Feng, what wind blew you here?" ”

Feng Tianying sat down beside him and said, "I want you to help me find someone?" ”

"Who?" The bald beggar was interested, tilting his head and asking.

"Luo Yingchuan." If you find this person, Nan Ruo will definitely not be able to go far.

The bald beggar said, "Is there a portrait?" ”

Feng Tianying thought to himself, if Nan Ruo regarded himself as Luo Yingchuan, then he should look very similar to himself, he touched his chin and said, "It looks similar to me, but it is definitely not as handsome and chic as me." This sentence surprised Feng Tianying himself, why did he care so much about the little-known Luo Yingchuan.

The bald monk laughed and said, "It shouldn't be difficult to find someone as brilliant as Brother Feng, is there a deadline at the latest?" ”

Feng Tianying thought for a moment and said, "Within a month." He took out a small bag from his bosom, put it in the hand of the bald monk, and said, "Take it and feed the brothers." ”

After Nan Ruo escaped from the window on the second floor of the Yunpeng Inn, she didn't know where to go, closed her eyes, and after choosing a random path, she kept walking forward, so to speak, a few days ago, she still had a goal, but now, she is aimless, she doesn't know where the end of the road is, and she doesn't know where her future is.