Qian'er carried the lunch box and pushed the door into the house.

"Miss......"

Qian'er was stunned, there was no one in the house.

She stood there and thought for a moment, then walked to the backyard.

I saw that there was a small pond in the backyard, in which there were a few green lotuses, and there was an elegant pavilion next to the pond, and there was a woman in the pavilion.

Qian'er stepped forward and found that the young lady was looking at the pond at the moment.

A green silk is casually draped on his shoulders, and the plain face without powder is like a hibiscus with clear water, his red lips are slightly open, and he bites his fingertips.

The jade finger between the teeth is no different from the white one.

When Qian'er saw that Miss was showing this little girl again, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curt.

She put the food box on the stone table in the pavilion, took out a white ribbon, walked behind Zhao Lingfei, and tied her hair.

"What is Miss thinking?"

"Well, I didn't think about anything. ”

"Hehe, are you thinking about your husband?"

“......”

"Begging for a beating!"

Seeing that Qian'er dared to tease herself, Concubine Zhao Ling hurriedly turned around and was about to play her little brain.

Qian'er ran out of the pavilion with a smile, and Concubine Zhao Lingfei got up and chased after her.

Then, the two had another frolic.

After a short time, they returned to the pavilion, Qian'er rubbed the forehead that was bounced red by the young lady, cleaned up the stone table, moved a few poetry books aside, and then opened the food box, took out the delicacies from it, and placed them on the table.

During this time, she peeked at the poems that the young lady had hidden in a book of poems.

The font is beautiful and feminine, and it is an excerpt of a birthday poem made by someone.

"Miss, we're almost in the Lonely Ghost City. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Miss, when are we going back to Da Chu?"

"If it's okay in the short term, I won't go back. ”

"Miss, when will you enter the Heavenly Will? ”

"I'm not sure, I was about to touch it before, but then something happened......"

"Well, it's all Qian'er's fault, he used up the birthday words he sent to Miss, although Luohuapin can't directly help Miss break the mirror, but at least it can be closer, it's all Qian'er. ”

"It's okay, that falling flower can be used on Qian'er, it's the best, and if I can break the mirror, it's not so bad. ”

"Ah, really?"

"Hmm. ”

"Hee-hee, Miss is so nice!"

“......”

“......”

“......”

"Miss, I thought of two names for my natal flying sword, one is called Swing and the other is called Fu Ni Dress, which one do you think sounds better~"

"It's all good. ”

"Miss. ”

"Huh?"

"Why don't you call Brother Stinky Rong'er. ”

“......”

Concubine Zhao Ling put down the silver chopsticks and looked up at Qian'er.

The girl in front of her was still chattering lively a second ago, but now her expression suddenly darkened again.

If Zhao Rong is here now, he will definitely sigh that adolescent girls, her emotions and thinking are really changeable and jumpy.

"Woo, it's all Uncle Xiaobai's wine, Brother Rong'er definitely didn't want to leave. ”

"Woo, Brother Stinky Rong'er, why are you so ruthless!"

"Miss, did you say he would come back? ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei was silent, not knowing how to answer the little girl.

Thinking of the man, her thoughts raced.

Since she was a child, her father was not by her side, her mother died very early, and she has been living in the deep mansion compound of the Duke's Palace, she is introverted, except for the old lady who loves her, she is not close to her relatives in other rooms, and beside her, Aunt Liu is equivalent to half a mother, Li Bai and Uncle Kun have always regarded her as their master, and never dared to overstep.

In her childhood, she only had two close peers, Qian'er and Zhao Rong, the former was her personal maid, and the latter was because he was Aunt Liu's child, and she was naturally close.

So Zhao Rong "broke into" her small world very early, she had poured all her fantasies about father's love and all her feelings for men into Zhao Rong, he was the most interesting color in her life, the most vivid rainbow.

Later, when she grew up, she slowly learned about men and women, and knew that women would have a lover who would be entrusted with her life and grow old together.

Later, the two got engaged, which made her not think twice.

Her heart is so small that she can only accommodate one person.

She is actually very insecure, in her childhood, Zhao Rong was able to act as her brother and make her dependent, but when she grew up, in order to inherit the Duke of Jingnan's mansion, she left the house with Qian'er and practiced alone, the little girl could rely on her, but no one could let her rely on her anymore.

But it's okay, she didn't resent him at the time, thinking that as long as her lover treats her well.

So her temperament gradually became cold and indifferent, and she began to practice diligently, concentrating on sword practice.

One is the Zhao family, and the other is a beloved.

She thought that after she finished her studies, when she returned from the sword, no one would dare to covet the Zhao family again, no one would despise her beloved, and her beloved would no longer be ashamed of her wealth.

Now, however,

As the man left, those hopes were in vain.

She found her thoughts naïve.

Zhao Lingfei came back to her senses, stared at the little girl with pear blossoms and rain in front of her, and reached out to help her wipe away her tears.

In fact, Concubine Ling also wants to convince herself that you left because of the pot of yellow sorghum wine, and Concubine Ling also wants to let herself have the expectation that you will come back one day.

But.

Concubine Ling has made excuses for you countless times.

I've kindled hope for you countless times.

But in the end, what greeted Concubine Ling was only self-deception again and again and disillusionment.

Concubine Ling didn't want to lie to herself anymore.

Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, Concubine Ling hates you a little now, it's not because you stabbed Concubine Ling's heart, this heart has already been pierced and hard to hurt anymore.

Concubine Ling hates you for failing Qian'er.

Concubine Zhao suddenly smiled brightly and stared at the little girl:

"Yes, he'll come back to see Qian'er. ”

......

In the early morning of this day, Zhao Rong got up early as usual and began to practice calligraphy and read.

It's been two months since he boarded the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry, and the books he brought in his bookbox have already been read, and as for the "Xuanhuang Chronicle", he has been turned over by him, and he wonders if he should be cheeky and ask Brother Sanbian to help him buy a few more copies to pass the time.

Because it was indeed a little boring on the boat, the vast sea of clouds that was novel before, and it was like that after seeing too much.

Although he can chat with Liu Sanbian, Liu Sanbian's temperament is too boring, most of the time Zhao Rong takes the initiative to find a topic, but after chatting for a while, he will be embarrassed again.

As for the "Su Da Huang" next door, since he returned the book to her that day, he rarely saw each other, and occasionally met him in the corridor a few times, and the little girl looked at him vigilantly, as if he was afraid that he would snatch his book again.

But there are actually some interesting things along the way.

One day, the ferry passed through a sea of clouds, as if falling into the deep sea, and the circle outside the hull was full of fish, flying fish shuttling by, overflowing with inspiration.

A monk on the boat was happy and wanted to start fishing, but the ferry steward intervened to stop him, saying that the fish had already been mastered and were kept in captivity on a large hill in the middle of Wangque Island.

Then, sure enough, a group of Tsing Yi monks riding cranes appeared not far away, looking at the ferry with cold eyes.

Later, Liu Sanbian said to Zhao Rong that it was a Yunhai phantom fish, which was very rare, its meat quality was a first-class immortal ingredient on the mountain, and fish scales were an important material for the refining of some magic weapons, and it could be exchanged with medium-grade spirit stones on the mountain.

One day, when Zhao Rong opened the window to admire the moon at night, he saw a cloud not far from the boat, and an old man was bathing in the moonlight, meditating and breathing, and the light around him was hazy, which was very mysterious.

One day, thunder and lightning flashed in the sea of clouds, and Zhao Rong saw a masked man washing his sword through the thunder pool.

Another day, the sky is cloudless, there is a mountain on the earth is particularly towering, when the ferry passes, it is found that there is a sea of people below, the momentum is huge, it is actually a certain secular dynasty of Zhongyue is holding a ceremony to seal the Zen......

Zhao Rong stretched, cleaned up the table, and prepared to go to breakfast.

As soon as he walked out, he saw that the "Su Rhubarb" next door was about to go out like him.

However, after she found Zhao Rong, she hurriedly shrank back.

“......”

Zhao Rong shook his head and smiled, disappreciating, and prepared to leave first.

But the next second.

There was a sound of wind and thunder in the distance.

Looking up, in the direction of the ferry, several streamers in the sky were coming, and the momentum was extremely huge.

A reprimand came, like a flood bell and a big Lu, resounding through the sky.

"Tianya Sword Pavilion order, all ferries south of the Water Stopping Country are prohibited from passing!"