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Nan Yang's complexion turned cold in an instant, and he stepped forward a few steps, reached out to touch the bed, and frowned: "It's still warm, I left soon."

Junqiao hurriedly said: "I will immediately order them to move the hiding place, and then we will search separately."

"Wait," Nan Yang stopped Junqiao's movements, "It shouldn't be what we thought. Although Qing Huan was seriously injured, she was still conscious. If she was forcibly taken away, wouldn't the sheets look like this?" There are only a few wrinkles. Judging from the pile of quilts and the messiness of the edge of the bed, it seems that she got out of the bed by herself."

"So, maybe she just left by herself to relax?" Junqiao heaved a sigh of relief, shaking his head and laughing.

Nan Yang frowned and looked around carefully. When he saw a pile of clothes piled up at the foot of the bed, his eyes were a bit cold: "The men's suit she was wearing before is gone."

Junqiao walked to the table and was about to pour a glass of water to catch his breath when he saw a note pressed under the teacup and said with a smile, "Look, I'm anxious to patronize you, Lu looked at this thing, it's not something she left behind. the next note?"

Nan Yang stepped forward, took the note to check, and there were a few words briefly written on the note:

Be at ease when you go out for a walk.

"How? Is it her writing?" Junqiao took a few sips of water.

The thoughts hanging in Nan Yang's heart were put down for the time being. The note was indeed written by Qing Huan, but she was still a little uneasy.

"In any case, now is not an ordinary time, we should find her immediately and leave Zhongyang City immediately." Nan Yang said firmly.

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At the entrance of a certain alleyway in Zhongyang City, there were not many people passing by, and it was just dawn at this time, and the sky was dim. If someone was killed in this remote place, no one would notice.

Qing Huan gathered the messy placket neckline with one hand, covered her chest with the other hand and panted slightly, while panting, she raised her eyes to look at the woman in front of her.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Miao Shan tilted her head slightly, and there was an indescribable charm in her standing posture. She laughed softly: "What do you think? Naturally, I will kill you."

"If you want to kill, why bother to go to such lengths?... You are Wen Jinglei's subordinate, what relationship between us is worthy of you coming to find me in private?" Qing Huan squinted her eyes, staring at Miao Shan.

When she was just lying on the bed, suddenly a person jumped in from the window, and she immediately broke out in a cold sweat.Originally thinking that Miao Shan would directly take her life, Miao Shan just put the dagger on her neck, forced her to pick up a random piece of clothing to wear, and forced her to write a note by herself and put it on the table. He took her out by the collar.

Although Qing Huan's mind is dizzy, she can still think about it. If Miao Shan was sent by Wen Jinglei himself, she would definitely not have made such a series of actions.And Miao Shan forced her to do the aftermath, obviously because she didn't want the people in the inn to suspect that she had been there, and even to make them mistakenly think that it was Qing Huan who went out on her own.

Why?

Miao Shan curled her lips and smiled charmingly: "That's fine, I'm not teasing you. It's true that the sect master didn't send me here, it was...another extraordinary person. He asked me to find you and tell you something .”

Qing Huan's mind is confused, why... there is another person?

"I know you heard something outside at that time." Miao Shan raised her hair slightly, and smiled more and more treacherously, "You must remember, Concubine Si's tomb, right?"

"Yes..." Qing Huan replied in a low voice.

"My lord asked me to tell you, you must go to the tomb of Concubine Si to take a look, there..." Miao Shan lowered her head and smiled sinisterly, "There is something you want to know."

Qing Huan trembled inexplicably when she heard the words, and her voice trembled a little: "Why me? Why... You don't look for someone else, but me? Why... Is there something I want to know?"

"Of course you will know when you go. However, don't tell anyone about this, including your master. There are some things that she clearly knows, but has been hiding from you... Hehehe, you just need to understand it yourself."

"You are not the one who heard Jinglei, you have other masters, why should I believe your words!" Qing Huan frowned and looked at Miao Shan.

"You and I have never met before, I just got my master's life to remind you, you'd better keep this matter in your stomach, think about it for yourself, don't rush to tell your master everything... wait until Concubine Si Tomb, you can probably understand, hehehehe...Ah, and if you don't have a clue, you can ask someone from the Gangshan faction..." Miao Shan smiled more and more, and stepped back gradually.

"Please explain clearly, what happened to my master? Who is the master you are talking about? Besides Wen Jinglei, who else?!" Qing Huan raised her voice, and rushed forward a few steps to pull Miaoshan.

But Miao Shan retreated very quickly, with a strange lightness step on his feet, still with a piercing smile on his face, and disappeared into the alley in the blink of an eye.

Qing Huan used light kung fu to chase after her, she was flustered because of Miao Shan's words, as if there was something in her heart, ready to come out, but she couldn't figure it out.

Miao Shan walked very fast, Qing Huan was not at all familiar with the complex structure of Zhongyang City, bumping around like a headless chicken, her chest was tight, like a burning fire, no matter how calm she was, it would go out not go down.

Master... What can Master hide from her? !

No... No... She should think about it, calm down and think about it carefully.

She has stayed on Beifei Mountain for so many years, and she has never had any contact with outsiders during this period. Who is the master that Miaoshan is talking about?Since he called himself by name and gave some metaphorical words, maybe he knew him when he was a child?But what kind of identity was she when she was a child, how could she have anything to do with Miao Shan and others?

But the tomb of Concubine Si...what exactly is there?What did Miao Shan want her to know, or what she said Master was hiding from her?

The point is, she always thought that Wen Jinglei was the dominant person behind the Sky Falcon Sect back then and the current Burning Heaven Clan, but why, she always felt that there was a more important person behind her... This person knew her and knew many people .

"Lingqiu Mountain...Si Concubine's Tomb..." Qing Huan muttered these words softly, looked up at the desolate sky ahead, it was still early, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the morning light was hazy hitting the bricks in the street on the ground.

Where is this in Zhongyang City?

She paused, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

She has been out for too long, really too long, Master will be worried.

What the hell is Concubine Si's tomb, maybe it's all Miao Shan's nonsense lies to disturb her, and it's not true.Right now, it is obvious that I should go back early, so it is more important for Master to see her, isn't it?

Qing Huan blinked vigorously a few times, calmed down her thoughts, and looked around. The streets here are very wide, and there are still traces of yesterday's vendors on both sides. It must be a market or something.

Not far away, an old man came early and was unloading some things.Qing Huan saw that there was only one person around, so she went up to ask for directions.

"Old man, what is this place?"

The old man turned his head and looked at Qing Huan, because Qing Huan came out wearing men's clothes, he recognized her as a young master, and said with a smile: "Little master, this is a market, it's still early, other vendors will come later." Come set up a stall."

Qing Huan was about to ask how to get to the inn, but when she lowered her head, she accidentally saw a bunch of fresh hawthorns in the basket next to the old man, each plump and round, with fresh drops of water; Something is rippling, oily.

"Old man... What are you selling?" Qing Huan couldn't help asking.

"Selling candied haws. The old man came early, so he set up the pot and made it by himself. When the bunches are ready, there will be more people." The old man smiled and looked at the hawthorn and pot beside him.

Wasn't Master still angry with himself before?

Originally in Fuyulou, the master was also very angry, and she promised to buy her a bundle of candied haws.But now, Master is even more angry than that time, maybe even more angry because he has no chance to disappear.

Can candied haws, can you still coax Master well?

"Old man, it's still early anyway, I'll give you some money, can you teach me how to make candied haws?" Qing Huan sat down on the steps beside her, raised her head and looked at the old man.

The old man was a little surprised, and stopped packing his things: "I have been selling candied haws for many years, and no one has ever wanted to learn this craft. Why did the young master make such a request?"

Qing Huan lowered her head, thinking of Nan Yang, the corners of her lips curled up.

She pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "My wife at home lost her temper with me. I did something wrong, and she annoyed me. She likes to eat this little thing on weekdays. I think, when I go home in the future, I won't eat it." Maybe I will come out to buy it for her from time to time. If I learn how to do it, I can use this little thing to coax her every day."

"Young master looks so handsome, I think your wife must be a beautiful girl too, come on," the old man said softly, motioning Qing Huan to come to him to watch how he makes candied haws, "Young couples always have to quarrel Let me just say a few words, she is a girl, you should take the initiative to coax her and love her well. As a woman, she has many difficulties in this world, and you should cherish her even more. "

"Hmm." Qing Huan nodded.After a while, she seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice: "Then... what if she lied to me one day? Lied to me about a very important thing."

"You guys are arguing about this? Since she is your wife, how can she be willing to lie to you? How can you be willing to doubt her?"

"Yes... yes... she is my wife, I should believe her." Qing Huan pursed her lips and smiled, but the corners of her eyes were sour, and she had the urge to cry.

"Young master, you've taken a good look at the ingredients of this syrup... After boiling, roll the skewered hawthorn in the pot..." The old man focused on demonstrating to Qing Huan, with skillful movements in his hands, every move All pinched very well.

Qing Huan was watching the old man rolling the hawthorn, when she suddenly felt a cool breath behind her, and even if a slightly cold hand pinched her wrist, the fingers of that hand trembled a little.

Qing Huan turned her head hastily, and saw Nan Yang standing behind her, her light-colored tea-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was restraining something, and there seemed to be ripples in her pupils, dancing with little light.

"Where did you go?"

She spoke as calmly and coldly as before, but there was an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

Qing Huan opened her mouth, and wanted to tell her about Miao Shan, but she thought of Miao Shan's repeated instructions not to tell others, so she fell silent in a mysterious way, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

"It's dangerous in the city, and I'm worried about you." Nan Yang lowered his head slightly, clutching Qing Huan's wrist tightly, trembling more and more, "You're hurt, it's my fault. I came out to look for you, I searched for a long time."

"I...it's fine," Qing Huan said softly, looking at the candied haws stand in front of him, and lied casually, "I just wanted to go out for a walk, and I happened to meet a candied haws maker. Didn't I allow you a bunch of candied haws earlier? Wait a little longer , When everything is ready, I will buy it for you."

"I don't want it anymore, let's go first, Zhongyang City can't stay for long... I said I was angry with you earlier, but that doesn't count, as long as you stay by my side safely, I will never be angry with you. "Nan Yang smiled lightly, and lightly placed his eyes on Qing Huan's side face.

Qing Huan only felt that at this moment, her heart was turned into a puddle of water.

While doing the work in hand, the old man said with a smile: "Young master, is this your wife? Look, I'll just say, this is how young couples live their lives, and their relationship will grow stronger and stronger after arguing and arguing." good."

"Wife?... She told you like this?" Nan Yang replied to a stranger's words in a rare way, her face was stunned, but she showed a very shallow smile, "Yes... yes... ..."

Qing Huan thought to herself, why is this old man so unreliable, why... he talks about everything...

"The girl is really good-looking. I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl. In this way, I will give this bunch of candied haws to the girl. I hope that you two will get along better in the future... What a wonderful day To Biren."

Qing Huan hurriedly took out some money and handed it over: "I'll buy it for her."

The old man let out a sigh: "I told you I'll send you off, what money will I give back!"

"Old man, it's not easy for you to do business, besides..." Qing Huan glanced lightly at Nan Yang, who was exuding the elegant temperament of orchids in the empty valley, and smiled softly, "I bought this for my wife to make amends."

The old man shied away, then took the money, and said goodbye to Qinghuan Nanyang.

Qing Huan clasped Nan Yang's ten fingers with one hand, and fed the candied haws to Nan Yang's mouth with the other hand. Watching her biting the bright red candied haws bit by bit, her messy thoughts suddenly quieted down beside Nan Yang.With this woman by her side at this moment, she has nothing else to think about.

She should take her hand slowly, peacefully, and walk the rest of the way.

Nan Yang swallowed the hawthorn in her mouth, and suddenly said softly: "Can you... can you teach me to cook in the future?"

"Okay, of course, I will allow you to do whatever you want." Qing Huan raised his hands interlocking with Nan Yang's fingers, and kissed Nan Yang's fingers, his voice was full of pampering