It was not yet time, and Yun Qian was sitting at a seat outside the restaurant early to wait.

The wine flag was waving, and she looked at the people coming and going, bored.

The waiters of the wine shop were greeted, as were the farmers who delivered vegetables, and the butchers who delivered pork and beef. The most customers were the disciples of Tianlei Pavilion on Xuanxiao Mountain. There were not many villagers and passers-by nearby.

"Wait a long time?"

There was a rush of heat in her ears, and someone quietly appeared on her left side.

"Are you a ghost? Where did you come from?" Yun Qian was so frightened that she almost jumped up, turned around and stood up, and gave the person a cold look.

To the left of where she was sitting just now, Rong Zheng was sitting there carefree, and behind him suddenly stood the black-faced man who called her "Mother" last night.

It turned out to be this man's subordinate.

Yun Qian's irritated expression gradually calmed down, and she sat back on the stool again.

"It turns out that the famous Mr. Qian Yunqian is still afraid. It's rare!"

Rong Zheng ticked his eyebrows and said jokingly.

"Tell me, what's the matter, you force me to go down the mountain!"

Yun Qian glared at him and signaled him to stop making jokes and get down to business.

As soon as business was mentioned, Rong Zheng's eyes instantly became heavier. After taking a sip of tea, he put down a spiritual stone: "Follow me!"

Yun Qian felt uneasy for no reason, but just followed behind. The black-faced man walked beside Yun Qian like a follower.

Dense forests and lakes.

The three of them stopped, and Yun Qian asked in surprise: "Isn't this the place where Qu Bo's bodies are laid?"

Looking across the lake, her face turned blue and white: "How could this happen?"

There are white bones and skeletons floating on the lake...

"Someone should have discovered the place where the corpse was hidden, destroyed the Beiming Ice Coffin, and exposed the corpses of your two friends in the lake..."

Rong Zheng's dark eyes were paying attention to Yun Qian's every expression, and he said helplessly.

"In other words, even if we have the Resurrection Pill now, we can't save them?"

Yun Qian felt his blood surge and his chest felt tight.

Qu Bo did not hesitate to offend Danwang Pavilion and was beaten violently by Fan Jian, but he also followed Yun Qian to open Shangpinxuan. He was the first partner in the world to support Yun Qian without reservation.

Although Zhao Ziang did not have a close relationship with Yun Qian, his wife Bai Qianyu and daughter Zhao Yueyu were like a family when they were in Fenghua City.

Yun Qian could not repay Qu Bo's trust, nor could he explain to Bai Qianyu's mother and daughter.

"Xuanyuan Chun, it must be you again!"

Yun Qian gritted his teeth, his eyes looking like he wanted to eat someone.

No need to guess, she immediately thought of Xuanyuan Chun, that guy who didn't know how to live or die.

"As long as you say a word, I will kill this person for you right now!"

Rong Zheng held her shoulders with both hands, his deep eyes shining brightly.

"My revenge can only be avenged by me personally, so I won't bother you anymore!"

Yun Qian didn't look at him, her eyes lingered on the shocking bones on the lake.

"However, I need you to do something for me!"

"What's the matter?" Rong Zheng smiled.

"Bury them properly!" Yun Qian's cold voice sounded.

There were two more nameless mounds by the lake, and Yun Qian did not dare to erect a monument.

After all, a despicable villain like Xuanyuan Chun will definitely cause damage again.

After doing this, the three of them left the forest.

"Yun Qian, I'm afraid I will be away for a month. This is my bodyguard Zhao Yi. He will protect you these days. You can ask him to do anything you want!"

Rong Zheng pointed at the dark-faced man who was following silently behind him, with a trace of reluctance and eagerness in his eyes.

Zhao Yi stopped, knelt on one knee, crossed his hands, saluted Yun Qian, and said respectfully: "Mother, my subordinate Zhao Yi is at your disposal at any time!"

When the word "mistress" was mentioned, Rong Zheng's face behind the mask relaxed slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

"What kind of mistress? Xiaohei, don't call me random!" Yun Qian's pretty face turned cold and she pointed angrily at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi explained in an impersonal duck voice: "My subordinate has tested your horoscope for you. You will become a good companion of my master in the future. There is nothing wrong with calling me mistress!"

The tone was stiff and serious.

"Don't yell like that again!" Yun Qian's ice-blue eyes stared at him fiercely, threateningly.

"I'm sorry, Mistress, Zhao Yi only listens to the words of Master and Mistress. You can't stop your subordinates for the time being."

Zhao Yi couldn't get in, half-kneeling there, motionless.

Yun Qian saw that Zhao Yi wanted to raise the bar and changed his target. He stared at Rong Zheng with his hands on his hips. His little face under the fox mask was already red: "You, take care of this subordinate and don't call me mistress."

Rong Zheng also folded his hands in front of his chest, taking some time to watch the excitement, and shook his head: "Although I am very strict with my subordinates, I only care about big things and not stick to trivial matters. Just let him call me whatever he likes. I won't suffer any loss anyway!" "

It is true that Yun Qian does not suffer, but Yun Qian suffers.

Zhaoyi calls Rongzheng Master and Yunqian Mistress. Doesn't that mean Yunqian is his woman?

"You two, master and servant, vent your anger through the same nostril!"

Yun Qian pointed at Rong Zheng's nose, knowing that it was Rong Zheng who made Zhaoyi call him that on purpose, but there was nothing he could do about it.

But she didn't give up just yet. She quickly thought of a way to make Zhao Yi change her mind. She smiled and helped Zhao Yi up: "Is your name Zhao Yi? Since you call me Mistress, well, I will order you now." , you are not allowed to call me that in the future, you can call me Yun Qian, or Miss Yun..."

She heard Zhao Yi say that he only listened to the orders of his master and mistress, so Yun Qian simply accepted the title of mistress temporarily, and then used her identity as mistress to order him to change his words. Wouldn't this solve the problem?

Zhao Yi and Rong Zheng looked at each other and smiled.

As expected, the master and servant colluded and led Yun Qian into a trap.

Zhao Yi had a successful smile on his lips: "Mother, if you say this, your subordinates will not be able to change their words!"

"What do you mean?" Yun Qian smelled a conspiracy, even though it was just a title.

"Since you have acknowledged your identity as mistress, you are the mistress of your subordinates. From now on, your subordinates will call you mistress, so there is no need to change your name!"

"But I'm not..."

"If you are not already, then you cannot order your subordinates to change their words!"

Yun Qian bit her lower lip, wanting to say something but being speechless.

Yes, since I admit that I am their "mistress", there is no need to change my title.

If not, he is not qualified to give orders to Zhao Yi.

"It's really boring. Are you two, master and servant, taking pleasure in me?"

Yun Qian shook his head to distance himself from a ridiculous argument, and curled his lips at Chao Zhaoyi: "You can call her whatever you like, I won't agree to it anyway!"

She glanced at Rong Zheng complainingly, but the latter responded with a teasing smile.

Yun Qian's sadness for her friend eased a little after being disturbed by the master and servant's jokes.

Before leaving, Rong Zheng met her eyes, stared at her deeply, and told her again and again: "Tianlei Pavilion is Xuanyuan Chun's lair. You must not act rashly. If anything happens, don't bear it alone. Summon Zhao Zhao." I’m here to help you, you and I will live and die together, even if it’s not for yourself, it’s for me!”

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