Taibai into the moon

"What's the matter, suzerain?" Huairou was a little puzzled when he saw Xie Chuxuan catching up with a sad face.

"Hey, Song Ling also followed secretly, in the carriage behind."

"what?"

Seeing Xie Chuxuan helplessly looking at her, Huairou was also a little surprised.

"On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. It will be very dangerous for Miss Song to follow, it can't be..."

Huairou turned to look at Xie Yi behind him, and saw Xie Chuxuan nodded.

"This kid really listens to her." Xie Chuxuan shook his head, "Huairou, please take care of these little bastards."

"Sect Master, don't worry." Huairou responded.

From here to Qiyuan, you can't help but go through the Central Plains and Mobei.This means that it will take more than a month to wait before Qi Yuan.

Qing Yi looked up to see that it was getting late, so she asked everyone to stop, "Camp again, let's rest for a night first."

People from all families set up camp one after another, Huairou looked at the scene in the suburbs, and thought that he had slept in the open twice in the past few months.

Can't help but think of when the three of them ate grilled fish last year, Yun Qichen asked himself if he minded the relationship between Qiao Fan and Zhang Sheng.

It turned out that he already had feelings for him at that time, but he always mentioned it cryptically, and it seemed that there was something restraining him, and he was not able to confess until the New Year's Eve.

Huairou sighed, jumped up the tree and sat alone, quietly looking at the bright moon in the distant mountains.

Yun Qichen left in a hurry, Huairou didn't know his identity or why he came.Zai Huairou tried his best to separate him from these messy things and Yun Qichen.

But he sank into it alone when everyone was caught off guard.

But he is not from Qiyuan, but since he is not from Qiyuan, why did he steal the candle for Qiyuan?

Huairou sighed softly on the tree, there was no candle, presumably there is still room for discussion with Qi Yuan this time.

Huairou was sitting upright in the tree thinking about these things, when he suddenly heard someone talking under the tree.

"Hey, the one in white today is the host Qingfeng from Niaosongjian?"

"Of course, people in the Jianghu only know that this landlord has read poetry and books and has high spiritual power, but they don't know that he is so charming."

"What?" Another more mature man said disdainfully, "Think about it, this master was born three years ago, and even became the master of the young master of Niaomingjian. thing."

The people around were amazed.

But Huairou was puzzled by their conversation, he didn't understand what these people were talking about, what was going on.

"Forget it..." Huairou thought, but couldn't understand, forget it.

Who knew that while they were talking, they started talking about something else.

"Hey, when I heard that Yun Qichen lived with the landlord of Qingfeng, I was curious, why did the suzerain of Niaosongjian still keep him?"

Huairou listened to the following words coldly, unwilling to say anything more.

"Yun Qichen is Qi Yuan's spy, and I don't think the landlord is a good thing."

When Huairou heard them talking about Yunqichen, she suddenly became depressed.

The middle-aged man said again: "Think about it, who is willing to be willing to look like a flower?"

Only then did Huairou realize what the man was saying, and immediately slapped the tree trunk with her palm.

A fragile branch was snapped off by Huairou's palm, and it fell on the people under the tree.

"Huh?" The people below were puzzled, "There's no wind here."

Huairou jumped down from the tree with a dark face, and her white clothes looked extraordinarily light under the moonlight.

"Enough said?"

The night was too dark, Huairou couldn't see their faces clearly, but he felt inexplicably disgusted, he had never felt so disgusted with someone he had never met before.

"you……"

The few people under the tree were dumbfounded when they saw the man falling from the sky.

"Why, what you said just now is full of enthusiasm, now that you see me in person, don't you dare to say it?" Huairou asked with gnashing of teeth while speaking with a chill.

Those few people tried to talk fast for a while, but now they saw him in person, they immediately became a little wilted, and the sarcastic and gentle voice didn't say anything more.

"Remember, Yun Qichen is upright, he is not from Qiyuan, and he will not do anything harmful." Huairou looked at these people with a cold face, "The suzerain and madam have a deep relationship, if I hear it again If you say one more thing that shouldn't be said, I will drop you on the mountain to feed the wolves."

"Yes Yes Yes Yes……"

Those few people suddenly trembled with fright, and scattered like birds and beasts.

Leaning softly against the tree.

What he didn't see was a figure not far away, looking at the people and things here with rather resentful eyes.

"Come on."

"Your Highness."

Qingyi looked at those leaving figures, her eyes hardened, "Go, kill those people and feed them to the wolves."

"Yes."

The people around him responded.Qingyi looked at the white figure with a touch of dejection, and her fingers pinched the flesh of the palm of her hand red.

"Senior brother, you care about him so much, you have lost your memory, you have already forgotten him." Qingyi closed her eyes, her face painful, "You have lost your childhood sweethearts, do you trust him like this?"

Probably Qingyi will never know, it is because Yun Qichen has lost that he is cautious and desperate, and it is precisely because Huairou has nothing else that he loves without hesitation.

The senior brother she fell in love with when she was young was not the one in front of her eyes. Similarly, he died from Qingyi's wrong blow.

Huairou closed her eyes for a long time, and when she opened them again, she suddenly found tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Yun Qichen... You also know that you have made me coquettish, and then you just left."

Those who wiped tears for him in the past no longer know where to go.

Huairou pretended for a while, seeing that it was getting late, he was afraid that Xie Chuxuan would look for him again, so he went back to the tent first.

Someone brought food, Huairou ate some whole.

Tired all day, Huairou was lying in the tent, half asleep and half awake, when he vaguely heard someone shouting outside, "In the mountains and outskirts, be careful of snakes, insects and beasts."

Song Ling and Xie Yi's tents were next to each other, although Murong Mingshao also wanted to be next to Song Ling, but when he saw Xie Yi and Song Ling kissing me, I was worried, and finally moved to Xiao Yin's side.

"Ling'er, look at this." Xie Yi held a handful of wild flowers in his hand, "Does it look good?"

"Mmm nice."

Song Ling took the flowers, wrapped up the section of cotton thread and hung it in her tent.

After this happened, the first day's trek was over, and the camp gradually fell into silence. Qingyi set up a huge barrier to ensure everyone's safety.

Yun Qichen hastened his horse and arrived at the place where he and Huairou watched the lantern festival together.

"Boy, how's it going?" Uncle Yun Qichen was sitting on the porch of Qiao Fan's house, just in time to see that figure who was busy in the kitchen.

The old man and his wife have been living here, especially the mother-in-law's leg, which has been cured after diagnosis and treatment.

"Yun Qichen, come here." Qiao Fan dropped the shovel in his hand and came out angrily.

"Hey, who asked me to teach him a dish, who will cook for Zhang Sheng... when he goes to the grave?" Yun Qichen patted the child on the head, went into the kitchen and picked up the spatula.

"Look at it."

Yun Qichen made three mistakes, and the dishes in this pot were as if he had listened to him, and it was very smooth.

"Let me tell you, the more casual you are, the better, don't be nervous, this oil won't jump on you." Yun Qichen handed the spatula back to Qiao Fan.

"By the way, you're the only one here. Where's the fairy master in white?" Qiao Fan asked as he wrestled with the contents of the pot.

Yun Qichen leaned against the door frame with his chest folded, and said, "I see you cooking, you can compete with Ah Rou, but I have some business to go to Mobei, this time I will be separated from him for a while."

Qiao Fan put the finally fried dishes on the plate, and said, "Eat."

Looking at the appearance, Yun Qichen backed off a little.

"You eat what you cook." Yun Qichen shook his head.

"Eat it, or...get out." Qiao Fan rolled his eyes, "You taught me how to make it, and you still dare not eat it?"

"Hey, brat, you don't have a big memory and a bad temper." Yun Qichen resignedly picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the dish, and suddenly a bitter salty feeling hit his forehead.

"Cough... boy, how much salt did you put in!?"

Seeing Yun Qichen's big reaction, Qiao Fan frowned and asked, "Is it so unpalatable?"

He himself picked up a piece of meat suspiciously and took a bite.

"Pooh."

Qiao Fan glanced at it in disgust, then went out of the kitchen, found a stool and sat down.

"No more." Qiao Fan rolled his eyes.

"Not for Zhang Sheng?" Yun Qichen also found a stool and sat down.

"Hey, let me ask you." Qiao Fan approached Yun Qichen and said, "The immortal master cooks, have you eaten?"

"Of course I ate it, I ate several yuan." Yun Qichen said

"Well, Zhang Sheng won't dislike me." Qiao Fan looked up at the stars and said to himself.

"You and the immortal master?"

"Yes." Yun Qichen agreed, he knew what Qiao Fan asked.

In fact, he didn't expect such a small child to be able to talk to himself about these things.Should we say that the fate in the world is wonderful, or that good fortune tricks people.

"What about you, you are so young, are you still doing those things?"

Yun Qichen looked at Qiao Fan and smiled faintly at him, "That day Zhang Sheng gave me a dream, telling me to live a good life, earn money, marry a wife and have children.

Yun Qichen nodded, as if he understood.

The two elders were resting in the house, Yun Qichen thought, maybe this was Qiao Fan's memorial service to Zhang Sheng, and he didn't want him to have any worries, so he rested in peace.

The most important people in Zhang Shengping's life are here, Yun Qichen prayed silently in his heart, I have helped you, for this kid's sake, bless what I think goes smoothly.

After the two of them sat like this for a while, Qiao Fan turned around and said, "When are we going to leave, aren't we going to Mobei?"

"Yeah." Yun Qichen nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I have to go."

Qiao Fan smiled and said, "Accommodation, ten taels."

Yun Qichen thought just now, Qiao Fan has grown up, like a little adult, unexpectedly turned around and asked himself for money.

"Is there someone as domineering as you?" Yun Qichen said with a smile: "Black shop, I can live in an inn for only 20 taels a year."

Qiao Fan turned sideways and said, "It's not like you don't know that my house is expensive, and mine is a rich mansion. Can an inn compare?"

Qiao Fan spoke plausibly, Yun Qichen had nothing to say, the people nodded and gave him ten taels of silver.

"Little devil."