Bai Yun took out the bag of tokens wrapped in a yellowed lotus handkerchief, and hurriedly explained: "Don't misunderstand, general, I'm here to deliver something." ”

The general's expression became more and more cold, and his hand was still frozen in front of him: "Please." ”

Bai Yun wanted to explain, but seeing that the general looked soft and hard, he had to retreat a hundred steps away, and then led the guards to leave.

The Wu Wangfu was heavily guarded, and ordinary people were not allowed to approach at all, Bai Yun was very distressed, and how to hand over Mo Tianxiang's token to that woman's hands had undoubtedly become a big problem.

Rouge powder suddenly floated on the long street, Bai Yun looked back, a tall jade posture beautiful flow skirt woman, from the long street walked quickly, fluttering, a pair of clear eyes bright as stars, fairy spirit, followed by the maid and evil servant Hao Xiao Xiao no less than twenty or thirty people, but it seems that they deliberately pulled out more than 20 steps from the woman, such a large row of noodles makes some people who wave their hands on weekdays is a thousand taels of silver, and the woman in the Qinglou laughs ashamed.

The woman's thin eyebrows frowned, a lock of black hair like snow flew slightly, and she walked beside Bai Yun so plainly, and approached the palace all the way unhindered.

Boom! The heavy door was closed again.

After Bai Yun came back to his senses, he wondered, thinking that Wu Wangfu was in such a posture, and he couldn't think of any way for a while, so he could only find another opportunity, and looked at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, and realized that it was not time to leave Yangzhou City and go to Muru Temple, so he re-wrapped the token of Mo Tianxiang and took it back into his arms, looked at the golden glazed tile roof, and continued to go east along the long street.

The woman in the flowing skirt walked through the corridor, walked through the corridor that seemed to have no end in sight, came to a viewing pavilion by the lake, sat down in the pavilion angrily, supported the face of the country and the city, and looked at the lake motionlessly.

After the dozens of maids and servants who followed the woman all the way back to the palace, they all dispersed to do their own thing, but there were still two maids who followed the woman inseparably, probably at the woman's behest, and the two maids stopped and watched from afar by the lake a hundred steps away, not daring to cross the thunder pond half a step.

Jiangnan women are as tender as water, but it is rare to see a woman who looks like an earth-shattering person, the woman is sad, looking at the lake and sighing, but even if the eyebrows are gathered, the appearance of resentment and depression is also beautiful.

A woman in a green skirt walked towards the lakeside pavilion, holding a bamboo basket covered with white cloth in her hand, and did not speak to the woman in the long skirt after entering the pavilion, allowing her to look at the lake in a daze.

The woman in the green skirt smiled at the corner of her mouth, lifted the white cloth on the bamboo basket, took out a plate of sweet and delicious osmanthus pastries and put it on the table, and then sat down together and looked at the lake.

The fragrance of osmanthus is overflowing, and the woman in the long skirt involuntarily turns her head and picks up a crystal clear pastry with a petal osmanthus leaf with her fingertips and chews it carefully.

"Is it delicious?" The warm and affectionate eyes of the woman in the green skirt are like apricots, although they are still charming, and the skin is better than that of a young woman, and there is no trace of middle age.

"Delicious. The woman in the long dress grinned.

"I had nothing to do today, so I went to the east kitchen for a stroll, and found that there were still some chilled osmanthus petals left over from the wine, thinking that you love to eat osmanthus cake, but the first time to make osmanthus cake does not know whether it suits your appetite, so I just made a little, if you like to eat, I will make more. The woman in the blue dress smiled warmly.

The woman in the flowing skirt lifted the hair that was fluttering in front of her forehead behind her ears, charming and moving: "Aunt Ning Bing, wouldn't it be better if you could make it for me every day?"

The woman in the green skirt gradually faded her smile and sighed lightly: "Ruoli, my aunt has to go." ”

The woman in the long skirt named Zhao Ruoli suddenly had her eyes dark, and she silently bowed her head and said, "Has that sword god come to Yangzhou?"

The woman in the green skirt got up and came to Zhao Ruoli's next door, gently stroking her jet-black hair: "I let people send the wooden bracelet out to trick him into Xitang Town, I have to leave now, otherwise when he returns to Yangzhou City, my aunt will have nowhere to escape, and the twenty years of hiding in Tibet will be in vain." ”

"Auntie, it's been twenty years, don't you really plan to give him another chance?" the woman in the flowing skirt regretted: "I think he has already thought about it?"

The woman in the green skirt named Zhao Ningbing replied to the question: "It's that he can't let go of the sword in his hand, it's not that I don't give him a chance." ”

"Then where are you going after you leave Yangzhou?" asked the woman in the flowing skirt again.

"Go to a place far away from right and wrong. The woman in the green dress said calmly.

The woman in the flowing skirt asked again: "Auntie, tell Ruoli the truth, your trip to Jiangnan is the idea of the man who sits in the Imperial City of Chang'an? Otherwise, with my aunt's idle clouds and wild cranes, where would this trip be mixed with the troubled waters, I think that the sword god also learned the news that my cousin crossed Jiangnan in white, so he is so sure that your aunt is in Jiangnan." ”

"My aunt came to Jiangnan this time, my original intention was not to see the same root between siblings, since your father promised to be forgiving and forgiving, and would not do anything arrogant, then my aunt should also retire. The woman in the green dress smiled.

After that, the woman in the skirt sighed lightly: "Ruoli thought that my aunt came to Jiangnan because she was worried about Ruoli." ”

The woman in the flowing skirt with the color of a sinking fish and a wild goose once again sprinkled her eyes on the lake, pouted like a child's home, and said gloomily: "The palace is originally boring, and my father is also boring, and the discipline of me is very strict. ”

The woman in the green skirt smiled: "Silly girl, it's not that you don't know that your father hurts you the most, if you want the moon in the sky, your father will also climb the ladder to take it off for you." ”

Zhao Ruoli muttered: "It's just that I want to go out for a stroll, do I need to let dozens of people follow me?"

The woman in the green skirt patted the woman in the flowing skirt on the shoulder and said kindly: "Then tell me who your father is?"

The woman in the flowing skirt replied, "King Wu of Jiangnan." ”

The woman in the green dress asked again, "Who are you?"

"The daughter of King Wu. The woman in the flowing skirt replied like a stream.

The woman in the green skirt smiled: "Yes, because you, Zhao Ruoli, are King Wu's favorite daughter." ”

The woman in the long dress snorted softly.

The woman in the green skirt tapped Zhao Ruoli's nose softly with her fingertips: "Your father wants to help you arrange your marriage with the third son of the Wu family in Jingzhou, but it's a pity that I'm leaving, and I can't see your phoenix crown." ”

Zhao Ruoli snorted fiercely and said, "Just because of that unlearned wine bag and rice bag, you still want to marry me? ”

"Aren't you afraid that your father will tie you to a sedan chair?" the woman in the green skirt patted her stomach and laughed.

The woman in the long skirt looked fearless and said, "Dad, he won't." ”

"When other people's daughters arrive in Taoli Nianhua, they can't wait to find a good family to marry, you have spent your faith in the daughter's family, this is not boring in the palace every day, and if you don't get married, will you want to be a yellow-faced woman in the palace?"

"I really want to be a yellow-faced woman in the palace, and my father will be really happy. The woman in the flowing skirt replied with a smile.

Then, both of them were silent for a long time,

"Are you still waiting for him?" asked the woman in the blue skirt suddenly.

The Liuyun woman hummed, took a deep breath, and returned her gaze to the lake: "He said he would come to me." ”

"For twenty years, he has never taken a step out of the Bun Xia Mountain. The woman in the green skirt sat down next to the woman in the flowing skirt with a lonely back.

"Because he has not yet attained the Enlightenment. Zhao Ruoli blurted out.

"And what if he doesn't go down the mountain for the rest of his life?" asked the woman in the green skirt rhetorically

"Then I won't marry for the rest of my life. The woman in the flowing skirt narrowed her eyes and replied lightly.

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Bai Yun crossed the long street, suddenly saw a red shadow flashing, Bai Yun chased into an alley with the momentum of thunder, but he wanted to see through the emptiness, Bai Yun's body rushed out and swept into a crossroads, his eyes swept in all directions, and found that the strange red shadow swept into the corner of one of the forks, and then withdrew to chase it.

The scale of Yangzhou City is not only majestic and magnificent, the crooked alleys at the corners of the streets are like the Yellow River, and the white clouds chase into the depths of the alleys after being deeply touched, such as being in the intricate intertwined river network in the south of the Yangtze River, and they can't find the direction for a while.

Bai Yun inexplicably passed a woman in red in his heart, and was about to return to the long street in his thoughts, but when he passed the previous corner, he heard someone shouting his name, and then stopped and looked around, still empty.

"What a coincidence, idiot. The gentle voice sounded again.

Bai Yun looked up and saw that the red clothes were squatting on the eaves, and that familiar face appeared in front of him without warning, but the hostility that welled up from the bottom of his heart immediately buried the slightest worthless surprise.

The woman in red jumped off the eaves and looked at the young man with a cloth-wrapped wooden sword.

"What are you following me for?" Bai Yun asked, holding Shen Tu with one hand.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to fetch the Ice Soul. The red clothes glanced at Bai Yun's hand, and said lightly.

"Whether you believe it or not, I just happened to pass by" Hongyi turned his face sideways, no longer looking at Bai Yun: "Even if I really follow you, I am a member of the Demon Cult Tianlong Society, you are a person from a famous and decent Jixia Mountain, you are going to go to the Muru Temple Meeting, of course I have to keep an eye on you." The corners of Mu Zhitao's mouth outlined a trace of arc, and the red clothes were like a burning blood-colored red cloud.

Bai Yun sneered: "You don't have to deliberately hide the depth of the Muru Temple's meeting, I can hear it clearly in the Drunken Flower Building, but what I never expected is that you are Mu Changsheng's daughter." ”

The woman in red smiled contemptuously: "Didn't you call me the demon girl of the Heavenly Dragon Society, is there a difference between Mu Changsheng's daughter?"

Bai Yun snorted heavily: "What a trick of praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind, taking advantage of Liu Weiji's four-way transparent chess game to draw salary, and accumulate family foundation, the eyes of the Tianlong Club are not far away from a corner of the south of the Yangtze River." ”

The woman in red smiled charmingly: "The nerd's braincase has blossomed, or has it been enlightened by the guidance of that senior?"

Bai Yun said again: "If you want to fight between the Leng clan and the Nangong clan, the man in black who suddenly killed was also sent by the Tianlong Society?"

Mu Zhitao smiled, shook his head and said, "You guessed wrong." ”

Bai Yun said with a deep gaze: "On Jiangnan Road, it was you who attacked Yuruo?"

This time, Mu Zhitao nodded and said, "It's me." ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" Bai Yun asked.

"This girl is the number one femme fatale in the world, do you need a reason to kill someone?" ”

Baiyun fell silent.

"It's you, knowing that the Muru Temple will be a dead end, why are you still in a hurry to fall into it?"

Bai Yun sneered, and passed by the red clothes directly: "You will never understand the word morality. ”

The woman in red looked at the young man's back thoughtfully.