Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

When Luo Wangchuan stepped into the gate of the palace, Huamei was pointing at the portrait on the post newspaper and joked: "The painters in this Yushu Villa are not very good, they can't draw [-]% of our little Bai junior sister's demeanor."

Mu Bai glanced at it, but didn't want to look any more, and said embarrassingly, "Maybe I'm not photogenic."

Quan Dang was the painter who drew him a portrait from the angle of death.

Luo Ziyi whispered: "I heard that it was Elder Meng who stuffed some silver taels into Yushu Villa in private, deliberately discrediting the little white girl."

"Cough!" Luo Wangchuan stood behind him and cleared his throat.

Luo Ziyi leaned back: "Master, master, when did you come?"

Luo Wangchuan lowered his eyes: "I think about useless things all day long, and people don't know when they are behind their backs. It's really embarrassing for the teacher."

"The disciple knew he was wrong."

Luo Ziyi drooped his head and said nothing.

Luo Wangchuan sat on the main seat in the hall, poured a sip of tea, and asked, "How is Your Highness?"

"It's better." Su Mo said lightly, "Thank you, Master Luo, for your concern."

Luo Wangchuan nodded, and then asked Mu Bai what plans he had for today, and if he needed someone to take him around.

"Senior sister gave me a letter when I was leaving the valley, asking me to take it to Yushu Villa." Mu Bai said, "I am not familiar with this place when I first came here, if it is convenient, I would like to ask the head to find someone to guide me."

"Yushu Villa is just to the south. I'll send two disciples to take you there in a while. You can also stop by the Lingyundu market. There are several restaurants there with good food. Come back after lunch."

"Thank you."

Yesterday when I heard that Luo Wangchuan asked them to stay, Huamei found it strange, but today it is even more inconceivable to see how caring and caring this cold head is to Mu Bai.

Seeing that the two of them had finished chatting, they raised the lid of the teacup as a cover, and quietly gave Mu Bai a thumbs up: "Xiao Bai, you are amazing."

Before Mubai could respond, Luo Wangchuan asked Jiang Cijing: "I don't know why Jiang Shenbu suddenly visited me at Lingyun Palace?"

Luo Ziyi raised his head and looked at Jiang Cijing with a flustered expression.

Jiang Cijing said: "Master Luo, I heard that a few days ago, a girl disappeared in the boundary of Lingyun Palace..."

"What nonsense!"

Luo Wangchuan slapped the table and asked sharply, "Did Ziyi tell you about this?"

Jiang Cijing: "... Exactly."

Luo Ziyi stood up: "Master, I..."

"Shut up." Luo Wangchuan raised his hand and pointed outside the palace door, "Get out for me."

Luo Ziyi's words were stuck in his throat, he swallowed them after a while, turned his head and walked out of the hall.

"The boundary of Lingyun Palace has never tolerated women, how could a girl disappear? If word of this gets out, how will Lingyun Palace gain a foothold in the Jianghu?" Luo Wangchuan half-spoken, caught sight of Mubai and Huamei, and fell silent." Miss Qin, Jiang Shenzhu and I have something to say. You..."

Huamei winked at Mubai.

The two stood up and were about to go out when Mu Bai's sleeve was grabbed.

"Xiaobai." Su Mo coughed twice, "I'll go with you."

The atmosphere in the hall was not good, and Mu Bai didn't have time to think too much, so he hurried back and pushed Su Mo's wheelchair out.

Luo Ziyi waited outside the door. When he saw them coming out, he took another look into the hall and sighed: "Miss Xiaobai is going to Yushu Villa? I'll take you there."

After speaking, he led the way and walked ahead.

Thrush asked, "What's going on?"

Luo Ziyi walked out and said: "Master won't let you investigate this matter, I found Brother Jiang without telling him."

"Why not?"

Luo Ziyi shook his head: "Master only wants me to devote myself to the sword so that I can inherit his mantle. During the time when Miss Ling and I were friends, it was inevitable that I would be distracted from practicing swords. The master found out and caught me and scolded me. Tell me not to associate with Miss Ling again."

"It's a coincidence that since then, I haven't seen Miss Ling again...until I picked up her things in the back mountain. After I went back that day, my master and I had a big quarrel. At that time, I was angry and said something outrageous. If so, until now, the relationship between the two of us is still deadlocked."

"Master is afraid that this matter will spread and ruin the reputation of Lingyun Palace, so he won't let me report to the official." Luo Ziyi picked up the folding fan and beat it on the palm of his hand, "But I can't let Miss Ling leave without knowing why, so I have to invite Brother Jiang."

Huamei said: "It's hard for you. However, judging by this posture, I'm afraid Jiang Shenzhu won't be able to help you."

"No, I know Big Brother Jiang." Luo Ziyi said, "He will never let him go. If my master pushes me hard, I might be able to alert Chief Wan Jing to arrest him."

Wan Jingsi had his back against the imperial court, if someone from the imperial court came forward to investigate this matter, Luo Wangchuan would never dare to stop him.

Mu Bai listened from behind, thinking that the master and apprentice had bumped into each other, and he didn't know who was cheating the other.

He pushed Su Mo's wheelchair down the mountain, and heard him coughing uncontrollably on the way, which seemed to be more serious than he pretended before.

Mu Bai glanced at him calmly, and saw Su Mo's expression was wan and his black hair was disheveled.Perhaps the black dress was too wide, making the collarbone extremely slender, and the shoulders and neck were slender, but they were as pale as paper.

If you wear so little, you won't catch a cold if you don't catch a cold.

Mu Bai looked away from his lapel, and touched the scarf around his neck.

If he took it off and put it on for Su Mo, he would be warmer, and his Adam's apple could not be hidden.

Su Mo turned his head, saw Mu Bai clutching the scarf thoughtfully, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mu Bai came back to his senses, and said casually, "My scarf is old, I'm wondering if I should get a new one."

Hearing this, Luo Ziyi interjected, "Our market here sells everything. When we get there, the little white girl can go shopping and see if there is anything she likes."

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Mu Bai lifted Su Mo's wheelchair up, got into the car, and lowered the curtain.

The mountain road was rugged, and Su Mo coughed more and more when he reached the bumpy place, and his thin hands were tightly clinging to the side of the car, Mu Bai was afraid that he would accidentally fall apart.

Fortunately, it didn't take long to drive into Lingyundu's market. There were pedestrians in the market, the carriage slowed down, and the road was much smoother.

Mu Bai opened the curtain and looked out through the car window.

Going forward along the road paved with bluestone slabs, you can see the high-rise restaurants between the shops in the distance. On the hanging eaves, there is a slim girl playing and singing with a pipa in her arms. The back view is also pleasing to the eye.

There are many small stalls on the street, selling pancakes, selling sugar, as well as rouge powder, pots and pans, as Luo Ziyi said, they have everything you need.

Passing by a vendor's stall selling clothes, Mu Bai caught a glimpse of a scarf.

I don't know what kind of fabric it is made of, but it looks very thick, with black background and white thread, embroidered with bluegrass and pruned bamboo, and I think it matches Su Mo very well.

Best of all, it's hard to find a warmer scarf than this on the street this season.

He immediately stopped the carriage and jumped down to ask the vendor about the price.

The businessman noticed the magnificent carriage parked in front of the booth and the expensive clothes of the guests, rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth to report an astronomical figure.

It was the first time for Mubai to go shopping in Lingyundu's market, and he didn't know that he had been blackmailed.

He took out his purse and counted it, and found that he didn't have enough money, and he didn't bargain, so he got back into the car.

The coachman is from Lingyun Palace, seeing this situation, he said: "Girl, why don't I go and talk to Senior Brother Ziyi? On the boundary of Lingyundu, those vendors still have to sell us some thin noodles."

Mu Bai waved his hand: "Small business is not easy, so don't embarrass others."

It's not what he wants about left and right, since he doesn't have enough money, he just doesn't want to buy it.

"Young lady is really reasonable." The coachman nodded his head into the carriage, swung his whip and drove the horse away.

The businessman was dumbfounded: "Just leave? Girl, don't you look at it anymore? The price is not negotiable..."

No one paid any attention to him, and the carriage drove away by itself.

Crossing the market, passing the stone arch bridge over the moat, the carriage stopped outside the gate of Yushu Villa.

Su Mo put his hands into his sleeves, and leaned against the car window with a tired look: "I won't go down anymore, I'll wait for you to come out in the car."

Mu Bai paused, bent over to get close to him, stretched out his hand to check the temperature of his forehead: "Are you really sick?"

After thinking for a while, he took off his white brocade crane pattern cloak and put it on Su Mo.

I went down wearing the thin half-sleeved cool shirt inside.

When Huamei saw him, she was stunned for a moment, then she understood, and teased, "Junior Sister Bai, what are you and Mr. Su doing in the carriage? Why are you still dressed neatly when you get on the carriage, and become... so cool when you get off the carriage?"

Mu Bai lowered his eyes: "I'm afraid that he will freeze to death, and Emperor Wuti will come to settle accounts with us in Qinglian Valley."

"Oh——I know, I know." Huamei suppressed her smile, and stepped into the gate of Yushu Villa first.

The waiter at the door leaned forward: "Welcome everyone to visit."

Mu Bai stepped forward to hand over the letter, and a waiter led them into the corridor.

The corridor is twists and turns, turning more than a dozen turns, before reaching the interior of the villa.

The waiter stopped in front of a carved wooden door, and said respectfully: "Master, the guests of Qinglian Valley have arrived."