Yu Jinjiang didn't plan to move Zhao Qi yet.

If the mastermind behind the scenes is really stained, then Zhao Qi is likely to be a victim as well.

Pulling Qu Ling Kite and continuing to walk forward, Zhao Qi behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

There is nothing he can do about this, he doesn't want to betray Shi Ran, but the situation makes people have to bow their heads.

Now he can only let Shi Dye fend for himself...

Qu Lingyuan was half a step behind Yu Jinjiang, and seeing that his face was gloomy, he gently tugged on his sleeve.

In order to bring down the female partner, she always calculates people in the dark.

Even if they are the male protagonists, these poor men will inevitably be played by her, and they will feel a little guilty in their hearts.

"It's all here, don't be so angry, let's go ask for a lot, right?" Her voice was thin and soft, and just brushing her ears made Yu Jinjiang's mood magically calm down a lot.

"Good. Yu Jinjiang rubbed his palm on her soft hair, and almost would not refuse her request.

Most of the ancients were superstitious, but Yu Jinjiang was an exception, if it weren't for Qu Ling's kite coming to the temple today, he would probably never set foot in this kind of place in his life.

So asking for a signature was even more casual, where Qu Lingkite asked for a signature, he asked for a signature.

After doing everything, he carefully looked at the signature in his hand, and Yu Jinjiang realized that it was a marriage sign.

Looking left and right, turning over and over, there is only half a poem on the signature: "Lang is like a Luoyang flower".

This is very confusing, and if you don't believe it, Yu Jinjiang held the signature in his hand and left it behind.

On the other side, Qu Lingkite was also thoughtful with his own signature.

She's not religious, like those baseless quiz games on modern mobile apps, which are just fun.

But the half of the poem "The concubine is like Wuchang Liu"... I always feel that there is some mystery hidden.

Just as they were talking, an old abbot walked towards the two with a smile, took the signature in their hands, and looked at it in front of him.

After glancing at it, he shook his head and laughed: "The talented woman is compatible, don't be willing to go far..."

After speaking, the old abbot stuffed the signatures back into their hands and left with his hands behind his back.

Qu Lingkite reacted faster, and took the opportunity to tilt his head and glance at Yu Jinjiang's signature, and what caught his eye was the half of the poem.

Two poems that are so good and right, even the most idiotic people know that they are a couple.

No wonder the old abbot would say such a thing.

Looking up, Yu Jinjiang's face was like a shock, Qu Lingyuan hid the signature behind him, and his face was shy: "We... Shall you go back?"

She is also ready to give Yu Jinjiang an appetite.

He hasn't shown a clear affection yet, and it's not a good fit to pick out.

Yu Jinjiang was still a little surprised, so he no longer cared about the signing of the document: "This is not going to go shopping?"

"Actually, I don't have any places I want to go, I just think it's fun to ask for a sign..."Qu Lingyuan lowered his head in embarrassment.

was just hanging out with her, of course Yu Jinjiang had no opinion.

He himself often goes in and out of Huashan, and he is very familiar with the mountain, and he has no place to go.

The two rushed to Huashan, with different thoughts.

Qu Lingkite was thinking about signing the document, and her heart was slightly sweet.

Yu Jinjiang was thinking about Yu Pei, and he was slightly angry in his heart.

Shi Ran sat alone in the room, frowning.

She left angrily, thinking that Yu Jinjiang would immediately rush to Huashan with Qu Lingkite to chase her, but she didn't expect to see half a figure come to her room after such a long time.

The cold wind on Mount Hua blows the snow, and it looks like smoke.

Yu Jinjiang only felt that his mood was like this continuous mountain peak, and he was disturbed by the smoke.

He returned to Huashan with Qu Ling, still holding the jade pendant in his hand.

It was still early, but he didn't have the slightest intention of looking for Shi Dye.

In the past, Shi Ran was always elegant and gentle, and the Master asked him to take care of Shi Ran before he died, so he didn't want this perfect image to collapse, and he didn't want to dig out bad results.

If Shi Ran has a bad heart, he will have no choice but to break his agreement with the master...

Qu Lingyuan saw that he was not giving up, so he didn't bother him intimately, and went back to the house silently.

She has done everything that should be done, what will happen to Shi Dye depends on Yu Jinjiang's attitude.

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Huashan specialty, the cold sun slipped from the sky.

Waiting left and right couldn't wait for someone to knock on the door, Shi Ran finally began to lose his breath.

After inquiring about the other disciples, she learned that Yu Jinjiang had already returned to Huashan with Qu Lingyuan.

Many people saw them go up the mountain with their own eyes, and only Shi Dye, who was angry in the house, did not know about it.

She was furious.

They were tormented by a fire in their stomachs, but the two of them rested comfortably in their respective quarters, as if nothing had happened.

Biting his lip, Shi Ran accumulated air pressure and walked towards Yu Jinjiang's residence.

As soon as she pushed the door, she saw Yu Jinjiang half-crouched on the table fiddling with something.

"Senior Brother Yu..."Her tone was slightly cold, "I'm not here, why did you all go?"

Yu Jinjiang just raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and replied lazily: "I asked for a sign." ”

As he spoke, he tossed the signature in his hand to Shi Ran.

Now he didn't really want to meet with Shi Ran, and he hadn't figured out how to deal with the matter of the jade pendant, nor how to question Shi Ran.

The characters of the friends around me are suspected of collapsing, and the contrast is too great, and most people will be a little difficult to accept.

Yu Jinjiang is in this state now.

Shi Ran frowned and caught the signature that flew over and looked at it carefully.

It's actually a marriage sign?

But I don't understand it at all.

"Isn't this just half a poem?" she pouted, placing the signature on the table, and no longer caring about it.

"Well," Yu Jinjiang's attitude was extremely cold, and his tone was also a little cold, "If it's okay, you can go first, I'm a little tired." ”

Shi Ran's heart was full of anger, as if it had been doused by him with a basin of cold water, and it died down in an instant.

In her impression, Yu Jinjiang would never have such an abnormal attitude.

Today, he just stayed alone with Qu Lingkite for a while and became like this, it must have been that little girl who said something from it.

Walking out of Yu Jinjiang's door, Shi Ran felt that he might have thought right.

Qu Lingkite was holding a signed paper and playing silly at the table, when the door was slammed open from the outside.

The cold wind poured into the house, and the sparks blown by the charcoal fire flickered and dimmed, and she had already taken off her cloak, and felt a biting chill at this time.

"Sister Shi, why are you so excited? She half-raised her eyebrows, but her expression was not playful, and she could even see that she was half-distracted.

Shi Ran was thinking about where to speak, when he caught a glimpse of a signature on the table in the same style as Yu Jinjiang.

The ghost sent her to pick up the signature, and her pupils suddenly constricted.

Lang Ruluoyang flower...

A concubine like Wuchang Liu?

Shi Ran has never seen anyone's signature draw out a pair of children's poems.

The ancients were very devout about these things, and dyeing was one of them.

She squeezed the signature as if she wanted to crumple it into shreds.

"Do you know the content of Yu Jinjiang's signature?" Shi Ran tried to suppress his gloomy voice, but his expression when he stared at Qu Ling Kite became more and more terrifying.

The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and Qu Ling Kite replied indifferently: "I don't know." ”