Skirts, fans, and a touch of rouge.

Yanran, Wan'er, and Bai Xiucai.

In the county town, the big signboard, the rainbow carp leaps over the dragon gate.

Outside the restaurant, small ingots, white clothes are parting.

She moved her lips slightly and told him that her name was 'You Qian'.

He laughed shallowly, but he still only dared to call her 'Miss You'.

It's been a month of farewell.

I wonder how it has been lately?

The business of the restaurant is still thriving, everyone in the kitchen is still serious, and the clever little carp is still working hard?

As the shopkeeper of the restaurant, you always take care of everyone, and you are the most intimate of the little carp.

But it's ...... -

"Hey, Prince Wang, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a clear voice pulled back his thoughts, which were thousands of miles away.

Seeing that the white clothes trembled suddenly, he quickly blinked, looked back at the purple dress in front of him, and replied embarrassedly: "Ah! no, nothing...... I just remembered something inconsequential. ”

Lu Lingyue squinted her eyes suspiciously, snorted in a long voice gently, pursed her lips and asked, "That is the shopkeeper you that Sister Zhongli said...... Who are you, and what is your relationship with Wang Gongzi?"

Wang Manxiu swallowed slightly embarrassed when he heard this, and looked sideways at Zhong Liyan, who was two feet away from him, and wanted to look at him with resentful eyes, and silently complain about why he mentioned the name of the shopkeeper, but he saw her blink her smart eyes innocently, and a pure look on her face, 'Am I right?', but she couldn't attack at all, so she could only swallow the resentful breath into her stomach.

"Haha...... It was Xiaosheng who had been depressed for a period of time before coming to the Western Regions. And during this period of time, Xiaosheng was taken care of by the shopkeeper of this tour, so it was natural to admire and respect her. ”

After a moment of contemplation, Wang Manxiu slowly spoke, and said this set of self-justifying words.

Lingyue looked at him suspiciously, and saw that his face was serious and serious, so he was bored to ask again, and said softly, "Hey-", and continued to hold the chopsticks and use the delicacies on the plate.

Seeing that he had probably fooled her, Wang Manxiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, looked sideways at the white skirt beside him, and bowed his head and whispered, "That's it, Miss Yan." How did you know that the shopkeeper's surname was 'You'? That day in Pingshui, Xiao Sheng didn't remember that he had told the girl the name of the shopkeeper......

But before the words fell, Zhong Liyan suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, a pair of spiritual eyes flickered, and his expression was like a child who accidentally broke the glazed porcelain at home while playing, pinching the corners of his skirt tightly, and wanted to apologize, but he was afraid that the person in front of him would be angry.

Wang Manxiu was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood something.

It is true that he has never told Miss Yan the name of the shopkeeper.

But whether Captain Rongdu, who always likes to talk nonsense, has ever said anything, it's not easy to say.

Thinking of Miss Yan's nervous look, probably because he was afraid that he would be unhappy and depressed after recalling Captain Rongdu.

Wang Manxiu blinked, smiled faintly at the white skirt, and said softly: "It's okay, it's all in the past." ”

Zhong Liyan pursed her lips, she should have understood what he meant, but then lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, as if she was blaming herself.

Just as Wang Manxiu thought for a moment and wanted to change to a more euphemistic expression, he saw the purple skirt in front of the table swallowing the noodles chewed in his mouth, looked up again, and said curiously: "Wang Gongzi, what are you talking about in the past?"

I'm afraid that no matter who it is, if the casserole is broken again and again, it will inevitably be impatient.

The white cloth raised his head with a smile, and said unhurriedly to the purple skirt: "Miss Lingyue, Xiaosheng has said so much, and you have to take a rest first." Why don't you tell me, girl, where have you gone?"

didn't wait for Wang Manxiu to finish speaking, he saw her in front of the table suddenly looked away, raised her eyebrows and looked out the window, and snorted softly, but she didn't hear it.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yi shrugged and smiled, not as stubborn as her, but just enjoyed this moment of leisure with peace of mind, lowered his head and continued to eat with chopsticks.

Lu Lingyue glanced at Bai Yi out of the corner of her eye, breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her eyes to look out the window at the clear sky.

I saw that in the sky, there was a five-colored feathered bird with a light body and a tail like a phoenix, hovering freely.

"Hmph, the concubine won't tell you about my sister." ’

She thought to herself, and raised her lips and chuckled.

......

Under the bright sun, the five-colored feather bird that is graceful like a dragon circled several times in the air, went straight up to the wind, and flew to the three-zhang bell tower in the northwest corner of the city.

After three moments, the dark eyes of the feather bird slowly reflected a bronze bell carved with dragon patterns and as quiet as Mount Tai, and before this dragon pattern bronze bell, behind the hollow building railing, there is another one

The beautiful and graceful figure is quietly presented.

It was a woman.

A woman with a red rope tied behind her head, wrapped in a night-covering robe, and two jet-black short knives pinned to her waist.

The woman stood leaning against the railing, raised her eyebrows and saw the feathered bird in the air, and smiled faintly.

It was the seer that the feathered bird landed deftly on her shoulder, rubbed her cheek with a cry, and then jumped along her slender arm all the way to her palm.

Then, he flapped his five-colored wings a few times, and suddenly turned into a colorless aura and disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing such a strange scene, the woman smiled lightly without surprise, got up and turned her head sideways, looked at the bell-ringer sleeping next to the bronze bell, and muttered to herself: "Xiao Lingyue really hasn't changed." ”

After that, he turned around and saw the lacquered clothes sitting against the stairs.

At first, his eyes widened slightly, and then he stepped forward quickly, carefully examined his devastated body, and said sharply: "Zhen'er, what's the matter with you? Didn't you just go to the old place to visit again, how could you end up with such bruises all over your body?"

The woman's voice was clear and soft, as gentle as possible, but there was a bone-piercing chill that could not be hidden.

Hearing the lacquer clothes gasping for breath a few times, he threw his arm and pressed the fence beside him, barely supported his body, and replied in a low voice: "Heh...... It's not a big deal, it's just a chance encounter with a guy who gets in the way. ”

The woman frowned slightly, and her right hand naturally rested on the short knife behind her waist: "Do you want my sister to deal with him for you?"

Luan Zhen raised his eyebrows, sneered, shook his head, and said, "Don't bother, I'll do it later." ”

“...... Yes. The woman hesitated for a moment, but closed her eyes and agreed to Qiyi's request, put down her right hand that had unconsciously held the handle of the knife, and stepped forward to support him: "Can you still go?"

"Yes. Luan Zhen waved his hand, rejected the woman unceremoniously, and continued to ask, "Where are we going next?"

Then I saw the woman blink her eyes and turn her head sideways, and pointed to the northeast with her chin.

"Condensation. ”

"Ning Lin?" Qi Yi was stunned, and looked puzzled, "Isn't that the territory where the family has been supported for a hundred years?

"I don't know. ”

The woman frowned, and her head was straight.

"But it's a big list. ”