"Hmm...... If that is the case, let the reckless boy stay there...... He has dry food and water bladders in his hands, but he is not hungry, and it would be good to take this opportunity to sharpen his surname!"

Although Ouyang Yousi was disappointed in his heart, he did not look out of it, smiled, with a free and easy tone, but turned this matter into a good thing, and the agility of his mind was not comparable to ordinary people.

Zhang Qingyun's clear eyes flickered slightly, as if the bright sun was shining in the water, sparkling, and the crescent moon frowned, which made Ouyang Yousi, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but jump in his heart, and her cheeks were full of heart-warming charm.

After frowning slightly, Zhang Qingyun remembered the scene when he parted with that person, and remembered what he said when he smiled and handed him a topaz pendant.

The snow-white jade hand reached into his towering chest, and he took out a crystal moist light topaz pendant from his arms, which was exquisite, delicate and luster, and knew at a glance that it was a rare beautiful jade in the world.

The palm-sized, crystal exquisite topaz pendant and her jade hand reflect each other, like two pieces of jade put together.

Holding the jade pendant, feeling the warm breath constantly pouring into her palm, she groaned slightly, and finally bit her lips, made up her mind, handed the pale yellow and crystal jade pendant to Qin Siying, and said in a light tone, "Siying, you bring this and see if you can find Ouyang Gongzi." ”

Qin Siying was a little puzzled, she never knew that Master actually had such a dazzling jade pendant.

When Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Qingyun parted, he deliberately avoided the rest of the people and handed the jade pendant into her hands alone, he knew Zhang Qingyun's temper, if not, I was afraid that she would not be able to pull her face to accept it.

Both hands took the glittering topaz pendant, looked at it a few times, saw the pattern on the jade pendant, one person stood with his hands in his hands, the robe had sleeves, chic and elegant, and her temperament suddenly made her think of Xiao Yuesheng, and then turned it over, and the back was engraved with two words like flowing clouds and rivers in the yang carving method: "Guanlan"

Qin Siying smiled knowingly, she knew the origin of this piece of jade pendant, and suddenly felt a little confidence in her heart, twisted her delicate body, and ran out suddenly.

Duan Ziyan stretched out his hand to pick up the small red clay stove, the sound of "sizzling" had disappeared, the billowing white gas was steaming from the furnace, and the faint fragrance of tea permeated the room, which made people smell the mind and spirits, and knew that this tea was not ordinary.

At this time, Ouyang Youfang had the heart to look at the layout of the house he was in.

A couch, a table and a case, all made of pine, and a few round wooden piers, although simple, but full of natural simplicity, antique, showing the extraordinary people who built this house.

On the round table, there are several snow-white and crystalline porcelain bowls, which are more and more crystal bright under the milky light of the night pearl.

Duan Ziyansu held the red clay stove in his hand, first poured a little hot tea, shook the seven white porcelain cups on the table, and then filled them one by one, and brought them to everyone.

Qin Siying ran out of the house with a cigarette of Guanlan jade pendant, and went straight to the way she came, stepping on the footwork of advancing six and retreating, but she didn't expect that as soon as she stepped into the formation, the topaz pendant in her hand suddenly gushed out a clear stream, and quickly poured into her jade hand, rushing straight into her eyes along the jade arm, her eyes hurt slightly, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

This slight tingling pain was quite light, it came and went quickly, and as soon as the eyelids were closed, the stinging pain had subsided, but it was much cooler, and I couldn't help but have some tears.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, opened her eyes, and the world in her eyes suddenly changed, and it was no longer a misty scene in front of her eyes.

The illusion of the surroundings has dissipated, restored to the appearance of a pine forest, the night wind blows, the green pines gently undulate, the pine needles are swollen, and it is very silent.

As expected, Ouyang Gongzi, who was staring directly at him, was standing in the pine forest, not moving under his feet, looking carefully, but he trembled slightly, but his arms grabbed the pine tree beside him, probing his brain, as if he was groping for something.

The night did not affect Qin Siying's gaze, she could see that Ouyang Gongzi's eyes drooped downward, as if he was looking from high and low, quite focused, extremely serious, as if he was searching for something in front of his feet, she had never fallen into the formation, and she didn't know what he saw in his eyes.

Qin Siying pursed her lips and smiled, there was a bit of schadenfreude in her heart, making him look at himself so squintingly, he deserved it!

But thinking of Master's explanation, even if she didn't want to, she could only save him out, his life was good, and he saved this hardship! She pursed her tender red cherry lips and thought a little angrily.

Her slender body was about to move, but suddenly stopped, and as she had thought, she stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him out of the battle.

But when she wanted to move, she suddenly realized that it was too rude to do it herself, and it would damage the reputation of the Qingwei Sword Sect.

The watery and shiny eyes turned, frowned slightly, and suddenly counted in his heart, ** bent, squatted down, and picked up a piece of dead branches on the grass that was full of withered yellow pine needles, about an arm long, quite stout, and it was enough to be used as a short stick for self-defense, and a sword was afraid that it would be cut constantly.

What Ouyang Yuming saw in his eyes was that he was standing on the edge of the cliff, and there was a green pine standing proudly beside him, unyielding.

The moonlight in the sky seemed to be much brighter, and even if there were no torches, it was hazy and dim as far as the eye could see.

He put out the torch and put it down, stood still with his hands on the green pine, slowly moved his legs, walked to the edge of the cliff, and slowly looked down.

It was a bottomless mountain stream, dark and clear, at a glance, suddenly felt dizzy, fortunately there are green pines to support, otherwise, his weak legs will fall in front of him, and he will fall under the cliff, it is not known.

Ouyang Yuming secretly scolded himself for being useless, how could he achieve a career if he was so timid?

"Qiang ——!" The cold light flashed, Ouyang Yuming suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, and turned around quickly, but saw a wooden stick floating in the air, as if it was held in the hand by an invisible hand, which was extremely weird.

He knew that he had just been stabbed by this stick, otherwise, it would have been difficult to notice the silent stick.

"Who?!" Ouyang Yuming had never seen such a situation, beyond Ping Yuli's imagination, his voice inevitably trembled a little.

He has always been conceited and superior in martial arts, and he is not afraid of anyone, but what he sees in front of him is not a person, and he has always relied on his own swordsmanship, I am afraid that it will not be bright.

The wooden stick was horizontal in the air, and suddenly moved, as if driven by ghosts, Ouyang Yuming raised his head to look at the sky, the moonlight was like water, but it was terrifyingly pale, it was a good time for a group of ghosts to dance wildly!

"Giggle......" A string of silver bell-like laughter sounded, and the wooden stick trembled slightly, but there was no human figure, only its sound was heard, which was more like a ghost laugh.

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!" Ouyang Yuming muttered to himself, puffing himself up, only to feel that the palm of his right hand holding the sword was already pouring out of sweat, fortunately the hilt of the sword was wrapped in linen, otherwise, he would not be able to hold the sword at all now!

"Hmph, who's the hell?!" the delicate and mellow voice sounded again, and although it snorted fiercely, the tone was full of laughter.

Qin Siying couldn't hear Ouyang Yuming's voice at all, she just saw his lips move, and through the lips, she could see what he said.

Ouyang Yuming could hear her laughter and coquettishness, and he fell in love with Qin Siying at first sight, and he also had a lingering aftertaste for her voice, and he also heard it at this time.

"Are you Fairy Qin?!" Ouyang Yuming raised his head and looked around, the vastness, boundlessness, and no one was there, which made him very confused.

After carefully looking at the shape of his lips and seeing that he heard his own voice, Qin Siying's intention to tease him could only be put aside, nodded slightly, shook the stubby wooden stick in his hand, and said in a coquettish voice: "It's me...... Grab the branch and follow me!"

Although Ouyang Yuming had a full stomach of questions, the fairy in his heart commanded that he would only be stunned, and he returned the cold sword to the sheath with one hand, and grabbed the wooden stick floating in the air with one hand, and his heart was pounding, as if he was grabbing the fairy's hand.

With the direction of the wooden stick, even if there was a cliff in front of him, he was fearless, if he hadn't been fascinated by Qin Siying, he was afraid that he would have loosened the pine wood a long time ago and would not dare to go again.

After going through two times, even if Ouyang Yuming's mind was chaotic and sweet, he knew that there were mostly illusions in front of him, not real cliffs, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The range of the formation is not large, just a distance of thirty or forty steps, following the strength of the wooden stick, soon the eyes will light up, empty, and the shadow of filling his heart is in front of him, and the graceful figure seems to be a willow, holding the wooden branch in his bare hands, and the other end is held in his hand.

"Alright, let's go inside. Qin Siying's delicate face tightened, she let go of the wooden stick in her hand, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped her hands, and said quite coldly, vaguely, she had the temperament of her teacher Zhang Qingyun.

"Thank you Fairy Qin for your help,...... That was the formation just now?" Ouyang Yuming was reluctant to throw away the wooden stick, held it in his hand, and thanked him, although he saw that his expression was cold, as if he wanted to reject people thousands of miles away, he still had a cheeky face, and the cheekiness that was scolded by his father finally showed its effect.

"Well, let's go, they'll wait. Qin Siying nodded, and then walked lightly towards the house.

She was like a different person, no longer as delicate and lively as she was just now, but extremely cold, which made Ouyang Yuming a little puzzled, could it be that Fairy Qin has twin sisters who look exactly the same?!

Qin Siying seems to be delicate and lively, but after all, she is Zhang Qingyun's disciple, because she worships her master, so she is deeply influenced by her teacher Zhang Qingyun, although she is not a monk, but she is very indifferent to the love between men and women, taking Zhang Qingyun as an example, she wants to pursue martial arts all her life, although Ouyang Yuming is handsome and talented, but she can't make a ripple in her heart at all.

Two pine houses, the west one was given to Ouyang Yousi and them to live in, after all, it was winter, and at night, it was even colder, if they wanted to sleep outside, even if they were martial arts practitioners, they would not be able to bear it.

It's just that they came to Lin'an for the first time, and they had no experience at all, so it was easy to miss the stay, I thought that this party would be freezing in the forest, but I didn't expect to find a room to sleep warmly, and I was extremely grateful to Zhang Qingyun and them in my heart.

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Lin'an Castle Imperial Palace, Ouchi Longfu Palace

At night, the Longfu Palace is brightly lit, and a string of lanterns illuminates the entire palace inside and outside as if it were daytime, and its style is worthy of the residence of the prince.

Near Longfu Palace, the guards are ringing, all pressing the scabbard, their eyes are blazing, no one is allowed to approach, and the palace is protected tightly, and even a fly and mosquito can not fly in, but it is a pity that in winter at this time, there are no flies and mosquitoes.

In the brightly lit palace, the palace maids were all retreated, and although the curtains and roads shrank the space, the hall still seemed empty and lonely.

Xiao Yuesheng sat on the bright yellow embroidery pier with an indifferent demeanor, his right arm was carelessly resting on the sandalwood round table, the black porcelain tea cup was gently shaking in his right hand, glowing with blue light, the tea fragrance was curling, refreshing, and the black porcelain cup cover was held in his left hand, which seemed to be ready to fall off the carpet at any time, and his movements were a little lazy and relaxed.

Opposite him, there was a bright yellow dragon robe, he and Xiao Yuesheng sat opposite the table, although they were holding a tea cup, their eyes glanced at the bed with a silk curtain from time to time.

Next to the bed, on the embroidered pier, Jia Guifei was dressed in a pale pink palace dress, full of style, bright and bright, compared with before meeting Xiao Yuesheng, her appearance and skin seemed to be a few years younger, and she could be broken by blowing, and her bright appearance at this time was a little worried, and she looked carefully at the person lying on the couch.

Her eyes and Lizong's eyes were all fixed on the young man lying on the couch, handsome, quite similar to Lizong, who was lying quietly on his back with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

This young man who is quite Xiao Lizong is the current prince Zhao Yu, who was originally the son of King Rong Zhao and Rui, and his mother Huang was from a humble background, and because of the fetus, Zhao Yu was stunted and his intelligence was slower than ordinary people.

"Sir, I wonder when you will wake up?" Li Zong retracted his gaze, looked at Xiao Yuesheng with an indifferent face, and asked eagerly.

"Huh...... , Your Majesty, please rest assured, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will wake up early in the morning, and the medicinal power of the Tiantian Pill will attack tonight, and the effect will be received tomorrow. Xiao Yuesheng put down the black porcelain teacup, touched the black mustache on his lips, and said with a smile.

His calm and lazy tone made Li Zong's heart open, picked up the black porcelain teacup, took a sip of fragrant tea, and said softly: "Mr. Zixu is doing things, I can not worry, Mr. please rest." ”

"It's okay, then I want to trouble Your Majesty to prepare a quiet room for the mountain people, and I won't leave the palace tonight, I don't know if it's okay?" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, put down the teacup, and asked with a smile that seemed to be not a smile.

The meaning of his words had already been made clear to his heart, and he took the initiative to stay rather interestingly, so as not to make it difficult for Li Zong to speak.

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