Your Majesty, don't worry

"He broke his leg and is still recuperating in Xingyuan Town. Don't worry, young master, there is someone to take care of him."

Nan Qiuyu looked at Qi Qing for a long time, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Your Majesty Qing, please stay safe."

"You know each other?" Su Qingbai asked.

"know."

"It's not very familiar." Yu Xi Tuan Dui.

The two said in unison, "I don't know each other very well" was Nan Qiuyu, he didn't remember anything.

Su Qingbai didn't ask any further questions, she got up and said, "I'll go out and take a walk to see what I find."

Qi Qing smiled, "I'm in charge of leading the way, you are in charge of eating, and the people from Dali Temple will investigate the case. It seems that Mr. Su is also a person who likes to watch the excitement."

"I don't join in the fun, I just hang out."

Nan Qiuyu paused for a moment and followed.

The two walked all the way, only seeing an old man driving a herd of cattle, and no one else.

Finally, I saw a man selling apples in sugar oil at the door of a shop selling fabrics.

Su Qingbai walked up to him and sat on the stone bench beside him, bought two sugar-oiled apples, and handed one to Nan Qiuyu.

"Well... this fruit is so delicious, sour and sweet." Su Qingbai said.

The old fruit seller glanced at him, then at Nan Qiuyu who was staring intently at the apple in his hand, and said, "Aren't the two young masters from Wuti City?!"

"No, we are from Xingyuan Town, here to sell oranges." Su Qingbai replied.

Old Khan sighed and said, "There is restlessness in the city, I'm afraid you won't be able to sell your oranges."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Our two factions in Wuti City are fighting, and the White City faction claims that the Black Chi faction has captured their Elder Muyue. It's a turmoil. Look at the smog in the city, who dares to come out."

"Who is Elder Muyue?"

"Father of the leader of the Baicheng faction."

"Oh, my father is gone, no wonder there is a fight." Su Qingbai looked up at the sky and said, "Then finding his father will solve the problem?"

"It can't be solved. Heichi said that no one was arrested."

"Huh?" Su Qing raised her brows tightly.

"The two factions have coexisted harmoniously since ancient times. Why do you want to arrest someone's father?"

"The old man is right." Su Qingbai nodded, "Then why do you say that Heichi has arrested someone?"

"Someone saw it."

"Let that person come out and testify before it's over."

"The man is dead."

Su Qingbai: "..."

Mysterious and mysterious, spreading hands, helpless.

In the dark sky, some snow particles began to fall sporadically.Seeing that Su Qingbai didn't ask any more questions, the old man shouldered the burden and staggered forward.

Su Qingbai held her chin as if she was thinking about something, and the sugar oil on the apple in her hand was dripping down.

"Young master? What did you think of?"

Su Qingbai didn't answer, and continued to be in a daze.

"Young master? Do you want me to bring the magistrate here?"

Su Qingbai stretched out her hand and threw it vigorously, the apple in her hand flew out in an arc and fell into the river.

He took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped the sugar oil on his hands, and said: "Isn't it your job as the young minister of Dali Temple to investigate the case? I just wanted to see when the sugar oil will run out."

Nan Qiuyu: "..."

His hands were still sticky and smelled of some strange Chinese herbal medicine.It smells exactly like the tea on the table in the inn.

Su Qingbai walked to the inn again.

It was getting dark quickly, and the wind cut my face a bit.Nan Qiuyu followed behind unhurriedly.But when he saw someone, his expression changed.

The man was standing in the twilight, the wind was blowing from his back, his hair was curled up, and snow particles fell on his shoulders.Qingjun Shulang spread out.At that moment, I actually felt that he was more than ten times prettier than in Yushufang.

"Qi Yan?"

Su Qingbai immediately turned her head away to cover up the "Qi Yan" that just blurted out.

Qi Yan didn't say anything, just smiled, and Su Qingbai blushed.