The only (twenty-three)

But there were a lot of people here, and he was blatantly arresting people for fear of causing a commotion among the common people, so he thought that he followed the girl in front of him for a long time.

The place where I walked became more and more remote, and when I came to a place where there were few people, I was trying to knock people unconscious, when I knew that a few figures suddenly appeared, as if I knew the girl, and a few people chatted a few words and walked together.

Li Yong was distraught, and seeing that this was the case, he had already locked on to the target, so he had to go back to his life first.

In a restaurant in Lujiang County.

Liu Yingying was sitting and drinking tea, listening to the storyteller in the teahouse, and listening to a lot of gossip in the teahouse, she was bored alone, and the person who happened to be sent to investigate Chen Feng had returned, leaning over and saying a lot in her ear.

After Liu Yingying listened, her face showed mockery.

There were a lot of people on the street, Liu Yingying looked at the figure on the street outside, squinted her eyes, and had a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth.

The light is bright, and the figures are shaking.

Chen Feng and Wei Yue walked in.

Chen Feng's face was grim, his appearance was handsome, his hands were behind his back, he had just gone to Wei Yue, and he had already done what Wei Yue had done.

To change the skin, you have to prepare a lot of things, it is not difficult to find things, but the difficulty is that this is Lujiang County, even if Liu Yingying has great power and power, but it is also in the capital.

But fortunately, I met Chen Feng in this small place, and Chen Feng was willing to help, so the matter was done.

Chen Feng nodded, looked at Liu Yingying and said, "The matter has been done, everything is ready." ”

Liu Yingying nodded, a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were like silk, and she lightly opened her lips: "Thank you." ”

Chen Feng smiled comfortably, shook his head, sat beside her, and wanted to say something more, Liyong had already returned.

Li Yong looked around for a while, and said: "That person has been found, but unfortunately something happened in the middle, we can go to her at night, today is the night of the full moon, I calculated that the place where she lives is remote, and she is alone, it is feasible to do this." ”

When Liu Yingying heard this, she nodded and said, "Okay." ”

This Liyong is very loyal to her, very loyal, she likes it very much, but it's a pity that Liyong's identity can't be on the stage in the end, otherwise she really wants to live with him for the rest of her life.

But......

Which official who crossed through was not a regent or an emperor, or a powerful minister? I had never heard of marrying a warlock.

Liu Yingying patted Liyong, pulled him to sit down together, and chatted with him with a smile, Chen Feng next to him looked at the two of them with no jealousy on his face.

Wei Yue stood behind them, silently watching all this.

I muttered in my heart, does Childe really like this Miss Liu? But why don't you get angry when you see her so cordial with other Sons? On the contrary, when I heard that Miss Yan and Young Master Cousin were a little close, I treated Miss Yan like that?

By the way, speaking of Miss Yan, she also suffered an injury on her forehead.

Wei Yue sighed in his heart, don't think about it, Miss Yan's life is probably not easy.

In the distance, on the outskirts of the hills.

Deep in the bamboo forest, in a bamboo garden.

Yan Qiuluo was preparing to rest for a while, and today he went to the street to buy a lot of things, and he was a little tired, so he bought a few steamed buns on the street, and after eating them, he felt full and sleepy.

She lay down in the bamboo garden house and fell asleep.

There was a breeze outside, and a figure flashed into the bamboo garden, and the familiar door opened the door of the bamboo house skillfully and lightly, flashed into the house, and saw that Miss Yan on the bed was not woken up, and a smile appeared on his face.

The man walked to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch Miss Yan's little face, but he couldn't help it.

The weather in early summer was not hot, but it was not cold, but it was indeed extremely cold, and he looked at the girl on the bed and was distracted.

His eyes are full of affectionate affection, if there is anything in this world that he can't let go of, it's probably just her.

In fact, it's really strange to say that he just glanced at her in the backyard of Chen's mansion, but that glance made her live in his heart.

After a long time, seeing that it was not early, she would probably wake up soon, he got up and reluctantly left.

The house was gently covered, as if he had never been there, but Yan Qiuluo, who was asleep, shed tears.

She dreamed of Gao Ting, and Gao Zhao came to see her.

Gao Yu also told her to live well, live well.

When she opened her eyes, there was only herself in the room, and there were no palpitations.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes again, "High palpitations... High palpitations......"

Her mouth was lightly filled with a palpitating name, her face was full of tears, she had lived for so long, and she could understand it in two lives.

Only the person who is good to himself will let himself always remember, always remember.

Yan Qiuluo raised her head, not wanting to shed any more tears, she looked at the roof, showed a bitter smile, and said stupidly: "I won't cry anymore, you shouldn't like to see me cry!"

With that in mind, she wiped away her tears, got up, and prepared to make dinner.

Soon, she went into the stove room to make dinner for herself, eat well, and wash the dishes and chopsticks.

After doing all this, she went to the backyard and came back with a bucket of clean spring water, boiled a pot of boiling water, and prepared to bathe herself.

At this time, it was already cloudy and windy outside, and it looked like it was about to change.

Yan Qiuluo held the collected clothes and stood in the courtyard looking at the sky, feeling a little apprehensive.

I haven't felt like this for a long time, and I vaguely remember the last time I set myself on fire, but this time?

What could it be?

Isn't it okay?

What can be the matter?

She couldn't figure it out, shook her head, put her clothes in, took a set of plain clothes, and prepared to take a shower and change clothes for a while.

Soon, after bathing in the tub, even the green silk was cleaned, she changed into clean plain clothes, and used a dry handkerchief to dry the green silk.

After packing up everything for the bath, I brought a chair in the courtyard and watched the stormy weather coming.

The dark and dreary night, the boundless thick ink smeared heavily on the sky, tonight is very strange, tomorrow is a clear day, out of the big sun, it stands to reason that there should be stars.

But there are no stars tonight, not even one or two faint stars, Yan Qiuluo shook his head, he couldn't see through, he couldn't understand.

The night fog hit, and the early summer night was a little cool, so she went back to her room and took a cloak to put herself on, and sat down in her chair again.

In the bright moonlight, a red lantern was lit in the bamboo garden, so that she could see the surroundings clearly, and she looked around, thinking that if it rained and the land was loose, she would have to plant a lot of things in the courtyard, and she could not waste such a wide area in vain.

Lying on the chair, she waited for a long time and did not see the wind and rain, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the breeze around her, just like when she was a child, sitting in the yard with her father and mother in the early summer evening, enjoying such a quiet moment.

Soon, she fell asleep and fell asleep.

The earth was already asleep, the breeze was blowing gently, the village below was barking at dogs, and a group of people were rushing up the hill.

The deserted mountain road is silent, and a group of people seem to have some ill intentions, so the dark night is windy, and the best thing to do is unknown.