I Qinghuan gl

In the early morning of the second day, the rain subsided a little, and although the sky was still gloomy, the light was brighter anyway.

Qing Huan woke up early, when she woke up, Nan Yang fell asleep exhausted not long ago.

She half sat up, and looked at Nan Yang, who was slightly curled up beside her, in a daze. With a slender body.Qing Huan watched for a long time, and when her vision and consciousness gradually became clear, she bent down and kissed Nan Yang's ear lightly.

"Morning, Master." Qing Huan said to himself in a small voice.

Nan Yang's eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes trembled slightly with the rhythm of her breathing.

Qing Huan gently got off the bed while pressing her temples.She got dressed, looked at the sky outside, estimated the time, then took an umbrella and opened the door.

The wooden door squeaked, the outside wind mixed with a little rain came in, some cold air diffused slightly in the room that was originally at a moderate temperature, and Nan Yang who was lying on the bed tightened his eyebrows.

Qing Huan walked to the kitchen area alone, and some people were already busy in the kitchen.She walked alone to the empty kitchen counter in the corner, and silently cleaned it up.

Over the years, she has almost always cooked with the same taste, how much salt, sugar, and vinegar are all set, all according to Nan Yang's taste preferences.After a long time, whatever Nan Yang likes to eat, she also likes to eat.She didn't even know what she liked to eat.

An ordinary woman dressed as a messy disciple came to Qing Huan's side at some point, with a blue square scarf wrapped around her head, she smiled sweetly, and carried a few fish in her hand: "Hey, this is not brought back by Master Shaogu. Dear guest, why did you come to the kitchen so early in the morning?"

Qing Huan raised her eyes to look at the female disciple, and smiled kindly: "I'm just idle, I just come here to cook a few dishes by myself, I'm afraid my master won't be used to it."

"Master Nan Yang," the female disciple nodded with a smile, "You are so kind to Master Nan Yang, I really hope that I can accept a caring apprentice like you in the future. Ah, by the way, here are a few fish, It’s raining heavily these days, and the river in the valley is swollen, and all the fat fish are washed up. Look, I just caught it, it’s fresh, and I’ll give you two.”

"Thank you very much." Qing Huan nodded slightly, and took the fresh fish from the female disciple's hand.

The female disciple and Qing Huan exchanged a few more pleasantries, then left to give fish to others.

After finishing the little food on hand, Qing Huan thought that taking advantage of the freshness of the fish, she just happened to make fish soup for Nan Yang, so she caught the fish and began to process the scales and entrails.

Just inserted his fingers into the soft belly of the fish, and accidentally touched something with a quite different texture.Feeling strange, Qing Huan took advantage of the situation and slowly pulled out the piece of cloth that was stained with fish blood.

She spread out the cloth and squinted her eyes to examine it carefully.

After reading the words above, her expression suddenly became serious, she thought about it for a while, silently threw away the fish and the cloth, washed her hands, and walked out of the kitchen.The umbrella I brought when I propped it up, walked in a certain direction in the heavy rain very purposefully.

Qing Huan silently recalled the contents on the cloth and slowly searched along the path.After walking for a while, it should have already walked out of the guest room area, and it became more and more remote, and the trees gradually became denser.After turning a few corners and pushing aside some branches, a small open space not far away suddenly appeared.

There are several strange rocks on the side of the open space. Beside the strange rocks, there is a woman with a graceful and charming back, also holding an umbrella, with one hand behind her back, and half of her side face faintly revealing a faintly seductive smile.

Qing Huan's pupils tightened, she took a few steps closer, and said, "It's you, you..."

Miao Shan turned around, saw Qing Huan, and smiled even more wickedly: "Oh, you're finally here, I've been waiting for a long time."

Qing Huan's mind was full of doubts for a while, but she didn't know where to start asking. After a moment of stuttering, she only asked: "You...how did you deliver the cloth to me? How did you know that I would go to the kitchen? "

"If I say that since I entered the valley, I have been following you and looking for opportunities to meet you, would you believe me?" Miao Shan held an umbrella and approached Qing Huan, her charming eyes squinted like a fox.

"...What are you looking for me for?" Qing Huan suddenly felt that Miao Shan was getting closer to her, and frowned quietly, "...don't get too close to me."

Miao Shan just tilted his head, and said: "The last two times I saw you, you were dressed in men's clothes. I didn't expect to see you look so good-looking in women's clothes this time." Miao Shan's voice suddenly lowered, a little ambiguously: " ...Little beauty, are all of you people from Beipu as beautiful as you?"

Qing Huan opened her mouth, her mind was blank for a while, she didn't know how to answer.After a while, he uttered a sentence:

"My master is also pretty."

Miao Shan laughed grinningly: "Your master is beautiful, but he is too unreal. I like your face better than her ice face." Miao Shan paused again , the voice lowered: "We are the same kind."

Qing Huan suddenly felt annoyed, and pushed Miao Shan who was too close to her: "What are you doing? Why did you appear in the Valley of Flowers at this time?"

"Guess." Miao Shan's voice was lazy, she tilted her head and looked at Qing Huan with a playful smile.

"Just don't say anything." Qing Huan frowned, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

But after only two steps, Qing Huan felt her feet go limp, and the paper umbrella slipped off, almost falling directly into the muddy rain.Miao Shan seems to have foreseen it, so she took Qing Huan's arm without haste, tugged her, and half embraced her in her arms, with her seductive face approaching Qing Huan's side ear, giggling and laughing.

"Look, I knew you weren't an obedient child. Don't worry, it's just a little Gu that makes you unable to move for a while. When I finish what I want to say, you will lose your temper at me anyway."

Qing Huan has never been treated like this by anyone, nor has she been so close to anyone other than Nan Yang, her face flushed with shame and anger for a while, but she just gritted her teeth and stared at Miao Shan with hatred.

"Tell me about you, the Chaotic Flower Valley is in such a mess by itself, why do you come to join in the fun?...Did you not pay attention to what I told you before? If you insist on coming to the Chaotic Flower Valley, you will be killed." I also want to come here for a trip... But, anyway, I met the gang of the Gangshan faction. Ah yes, you have seen that group of people too, right?"

"So?" Qing Huan's leg was unable to support herself due to the Gu cast by Miao Shan, so she had to hang half on Miao Shan's body, but she wanted to listen to Miao Shan's words, so she could only let her hold her.

"You have to remember what I said this time." Miao Shan's voice was very soft, accompanied by the sound of heavy rain falling outside the umbrella, so soft that only Qing Huan could hear it, "The leader of the Gangshan faction, Cheng Zhuming, he He's only in his twenties, he doesn't know much, and he's tight-lipped. Don't look for him. He has a man named Liu Wuhe who is in his forties. Take a chance to ask him in private about his involvement in the robbery 14 years ago. About that tomb, as for how much he says, that’s up to you. Also...remember...do remember...you must go to the tomb of Concubine Si."

"What do you know? Why don't you just tell me?"

"The Lord didn't tell me to tell you anything else, so I can't say much."

Qing Huan was in a daze for a moment, and then remembered that the master Miao Shan was talking about was not Wen Jinglei.

It rained heavily, pattering down on the paper umbrella in Miaoshan's hand, some raindrops fell along the edge of the umbrella and wet Qinghuan's shoulders.Miao Shan just tilted the umbrella quietly and put Qing Huan under the umbrella.

Qing Huan hesitated for a long time, mumbled, and finally couldn't help asking: "Then you said last time that my master hid something from me... What do you mean?"

Miao Shan was silent for a long time before he laughed and said, "I'm talking nonsense...Little beauty, let me ask you something else, okay?"

Qing Huan lowered her eyes, feeling complicated: "What do you want to ask?"

"If one day, you met the culprit who made you homeless since childhood, and that culprit destroyed your home and your close relatives, how would you treat her? Would you hate her to the bone?"

Qing Huan was taken aback for a long time, then shook his head: "I never thought about it."

She grew up in Beifei, surrounded by people who loved and kissed her, as well as people she loved and liked, and no one had ever given her such negative hints.What she thinks most is how to be good to the people around her, how to live well in the present and in the future, but she never thinks about the people who will harm her.

"Then think about it now, if one day, you met that person, the person who ruined your family, what would you do?"

The air was silent for a while, only the sound of rain falling on the umbrella surface could be heard.

"...should hate her very much. If there is such a person standing in front of me, I will kill her too." Qing Huan said softly, "Although I don't know him, but that person killed my close relative, the blood is thicker than Water, filial piety comes first, I will definitely kill her."

Miaoshan giggled, with a hint of sarcasm inadvertently.

Qing Huan squinted at Miao Shan: "You know who this person is, don't you?"

"Hehehehe, little beauty, I really look forward to the day when you meet your enemy." Miao Shan almost laughed so hard that her flowers trembled, and helped Qing Huan up again, "You just need to know, I I don’t have any malice towards you, on the contrary, I like you very much. We will have a chance to meet in the future, well, you stand against this stone, you can walk around after dozens of sounds, I will go first.”

After the words fell, Miao Shan helped Qing Huan, put the umbrella into Qing Huan's hands, and tidied up her clothes for her, and then used light work alone to hide in the heavy rain.

Holding the umbrella, Qing Huan opened her mouth, trying to stop Miao Shan, but she couldn't say anything.She leaned against the chaotic rocks behind her a little weakly, and suddenly felt that after talking with Miao Shan, everything seemed to be more chaotic.

... an enemy?

She...has an enemy?

If one day I really saw my enemy, would I really want to kill her?

In the bushes not far away, Nan Yang was holding a paper umbrella with a plain surface, looking coldly at Qing Huan who was leaning on the rocks.