The Legend of Hibiscus Lonely Immortal

? Just as Ye Mao was about to go in, he suddenly looked back at Ye Gucheng suspiciously, then at Huang Rong suspiciously, "You arranged this battle, why don't you go and save her?" "

Huang Rong smiled and said to him: "The good chance for a hero to save the beauty is naturally left to you to save."

Ye Mao gave Huang Rong a grateful look, she is really an understanding little sister.After thinking about it, he hurried into the battle.

Prince Nan, who was watching the excitement, shook his head amusedly. He walked over to Ye Gucheng and said, "Master's Baiyun City, since there is more Huang Rong, it has become really lively."

The corner of Ye Gucheng's mouth curled up into a smile, he was indeed a troublemaker.

"I heard that master will take this girl to the Central Plains this time?"

Ye Gucheng heard that there seemed to be other overtones in Nan Wangshizi's words, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The eldest son looked at Huang Rong and smiled slightly, "Miss Huang is indeed very smart. She knows astronomy, geography, music and martial arts. According to Ye Mao, she seems to be very familiar with the art of war. In my humble opinion, she seems to listen to your master very much. If Miss Huang can be used by us..."

Ye Gucheng interrupted Prince Nan's words coldly, "Our business is our business, don't involve her."

Prince Nan's son couldn't help being a little embarrassed, Ye Gucheng always said that he was right.He might not be able to involve Huang Rong, but he would certainly involve Huang Rong.Shizi couldn't help but feel a bit of a pity, he had never seen such a smart woman.

"However, once you live in the palace, it will be difficult to hide many things. After all, Miss Huang is such an extremely smart person. What is Master going to do?"

Ye Gucheng looked at Huang Rong's innocent back in silence, thoughtfully...

12 little beggars

Although the small towns in Lingnan are not as prosperous as those in the south of the Yangtze River, they are still bustling with people coming and going.It's April in the world, after the spring and March, it's a little bit colder and warmer.Lingnan is located in the south of the south of the Yangtze River, and the meaning of late spring is even stronger.

The sun near noon is not vicious, lazy and tired, and it warms people's hearts.In the bustling market, a pretty girl in a yellow shirt is particularly eye-catching.The bright yellow shirt is like a ginkgo in autumn, scattered with white star-pointed petals.Slender and slender figure, simple and exquisite hibiscus bun, half covered with black hair, the left strand was carefully braided into a thin braid, and the end was tied with a short thick yellow rope.

Her cheeks were as white as snow and delicate as peach blossoms, her eyes were as bright as smoky autumn water, her lips were white and her teeth were white.People passing by speculated that this must be a lady from a rich family from Jiangnan.Even the two maidservants, one blue and one blue, who followed behind her were all good-looking, as beautiful as flowers and jade.

"Miss Huang! Wait for me!" Birou stood on tiptoe and looked through the crowd of moving heads.

Pushing aside the crowd, Lan Qin complained to Birou: "It was enough for the two of us to have a headache when we were looking at Miss Huang in the city lord's mansion, but now we are outside, with so many people and such a big place. It's really It's so embarrassing! If this continues and we don't reach the capital, I'm afraid you and I will both die of exhaustion."

Birou's eyes finally found Huang Rong's figure beside a mask selling stall in front of her, she sighed and said: "Who said no, the city lord really entrusted us with a big task. I would have stayed in the mansion if I knew about it." Take care of the house."

Huang Rong curiously picked up a mask, put it on her face for testing.At this moment, Birou and Lanqin managed to squeeze over, panting and said: "Miss Huang, it's getting late, it's almost noon. The city lord is still waiting for us at the Yuelai Inn."

Huang Rong ignored Birou's words, picked up the mask in satisfaction, and pouted at them, "Give me the money."

Birou was taken aback for a moment, then put the things in Lanqin's hands, took out the copper plate from her sleeve, and begged Huang Rong plaintively: "Miss Huang, have you bought enough things this morning? Lan Qin and I can hardly hold it in our hands."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lan Qin hurriedly answered, "Miss, I don't know, this is Lingnan, and it's not the most lively place. You have never been to Jiangnan, so it's really lively there. At that time, I will accompany you well. Take a stroll around the market there."

Huang Rong looked around curiously, "Isn't it lively here? But I already feel that it's much more lively than Baiyun City, and there are more people. How lively should Jiangnan be?" Huang Rong's eyes flickered when she said this. The light of joy.It seems that I followed here, and I was right.

She looked around and asked suspiciously: "Isn't this Lingnan? I heard Senior Brother Lu say that Lingnan is a barren land. Why is it so lively here?"

The old man selling masks said with a smile: "Although this place is under the jurisdiction of South of the Five Ridges, it is located in the north of the South of the Five Ridges. It is connected to the south of Zhejiang. Naturally, it has a bit of local atmosphere. And it happens to be a big market once a month. The girl is just a coincidence Already!"

"Grand Bazaar?" Huang Rong looked forward and asked, "Is there any better place ahead?"

The old man hurriedly said: "Of course, there is a juggling troupe on the street corner over there; today there are also walking on stilts, riding a donkey, and crossing the sea with the Eight Immortals..." Before he finished speaking, the girl in front of the booth disappeared.

"Hey! Miss Huang!" Bi Rou and Lan Qin hurriedly chased after her.

The peddler selling fried cakes stuck his head out and exclaimed, "Whose girl is this, she looks so handsome!"

The old man who sold the mask also nodded in agreement, "Yes, it looks like it's from Jiangnan, so fresh. It's well dressed, and with a maid, maybe it's a little princess. Hehe!"

The largest Yuelai Inn in Qingcheng

The private seats on the second floor were fully booked.Prince Nan and Ye Gucheng sat near the balcony of the pavilion, while Ye Zilin and several other guards sat at another table; the other maids stood behind and served.

The tea on the table has been brewed again and again, but there is still no sign of Huang Rong.

Seeing that noon had passed, Nan Wang Shizi couldn't bear it any longer, and motioned for Suzaku to pour another glass of wine.He sighed, "If I had known, I would have sent a few more people to go shopping with Ms. Huang. Those two girls don't know what happened. They knew we were waiting for Ms. Huang, but they didn't know to remind them."

Ye Gucheng never drank alcohol, even the tea he drank was just plain water without tea leaves.At this time, there was no trace of irritability on his calm face, he just put down the tea and said indifferently: "No matter how many people you send along, it won't help."

Indeed, in the few days when Huang Rong first arrived in the mansion, even though Ye Yin used the Seven Immortals in the Manor of the City Lord to make them all follow, he still made Huang Rong go to all the places she should go, and even the places she shouldn't go. Nearly broke in.

Ye Yin stood on the balcony of the pavilion, looked down, and couldn't help being surprised: "Biorou and the others are back!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wooden stairs, footsteps approaching.Before he saw anyone, Ye Gucheng's brows were already furrowed.No, it's two people.If Huang Rong was here, she should have rushed over cheerfully.

Sure enough, only Bi and Lanqin came up.

The two knelt down to Ye Gucheng with a plop, Ye Yin was startled, "What's going on?"

Birou clasped her hands, "This subordinate should be damned! He didn't pay attention to Miss Huang, and lost her following her."

Ye Gucheng clenched the cup in his hand, Bi Roulan and Lanqin couldn't bear to look directly at his deep eyes.

Ye Yin reprimanded sharply: "You two are really useless! Can a living person be lost?"

Birou said aggrievedly: "I don't know what's going on. At first Miss Huang said she wanted to see the temple fair. But in a blink of an eye, she disappeared."

"Go find it!" Ye Gucheng's tone carried the majesty unique to the lord of a city.Ever since Huang Rong came to the mansion, it was rare to hear him speak in such a tone.

Ye Chen, Ye Mao, Ye Yin and others took a kind of maid and maidservant, and the people of Nan Wang Shizi went to the street separately.Only Suzaku was left to serve, and Ye Zilin was left to guard the son.

The sun gradually moved westward, shining on the white wall in the east, casting a mottled shadow of a pot of orchids in the corner.

Ye Zilin stood on the side, also anxious in his heart: Qingcheng is only such a big place, how could a girl with such outstanding appearance and clothes be missing?With Huang Rong's martial arts, who can take her captive?Could it be that there is some peerless master hidden in this small Qingcheng?

He looked at the city lord who was sitting upright, there seemed to be no anxiety on his face, and he was still calm.On the contrary, Shizi couldn't hold it anymore, but he didn't feel embarrassed to eat alone, so he had to eat some snacks to satisfy his hunger for the time being.

The red sun is blooming, and the orange sunset shines on the railing.The breeze blowing in swayed the orchid gently, like a girl's slender fingers.There was a faint smile on Ye Gucheng's face, and Lanhua Fuxue, her favorite move.However, he couldn't practice well enough, he was more than sharp, but his wrist strength was not enough.

Luoying Divine Sword Palm, Yuxiao Swordsmanship, Splitting Kong Palm... Every move and style is elegant and elegant like flowing clouds and flowing water, hiding murderous intentions.Unfortunately, she is only a 16-year-old girl.I haven't really practiced these moves to the extreme.The creators of these martial arts must be peerless masters, and even hermits with immortal demeanor.

Huang Yaoshi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea?Is there really such a person?

There were scattered footsteps on the stairs, and Ye Gucheng's heart sank.

Sure enough, there was no Huang Rong among the people who came.It was Ye Mao who came up first, with a dejected look on his face, he said to Ye Gucheng dejectedly: "City Master, my subordinates are incompetent. We have searched the whole Qingcheng, but we still haven't been able to find Miss Huang."

Ye Gucheng raised his eyes slightly, stood up abruptly, raised his sword, and walked