"Then we'll divide the troops into two groups. You go and drink ice, while Daochang Lu and I..."

"No, split into three ways."

Li Guoer interrupted with a crisp voice. When Xie Lingjiang and others looked at her with doubts, she pondered for a moment and made careful arrangements:

"Sister Xie, we will act according to the original plan, but Daochang Lu picked it out alone. Daochang Lu is not in the plan agreed by Ouyang Lianghan and us. It is better to let him go to Xunyangdu to look for brother now and see if he can be picked up.

return."

Li Xian, Wei Mei immediately nodded in agreement:

"It makes sense, I have to pick up Dalang."

Xie Lingjiang thought for a while and nodded:

"Okay, but Taoist Master Lu will pick up people later and will join me. We can't all stay together. He is a middle-grade Qi Refiner... This is what the senior brother specifically ordered before."

Li Xian's family exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

Lu Ya asked: "Why is this? Pindao is not around, what if there is something wrong between the prince and the little princess?"

Xie Lingjiang insisted and shook his head:

"This is Senior Brother's order. We must listen to Senior Brother."

Lu Ya pondered for a moment and said:

"If the prince is found, Pindao can leave. He will leave temporarily and leave the prince behind."

Xie Lingjiang still shook his head: "No matter whether the prince can be found or not, Director Lu will come to find me."

Lu Ya and Xie Lingjiang looked at each other, the former's brows gradually furrowed, while the latter's eyes remained steady.

Li Xian spoke at this time and pulled Lu Ya's arm:

"Director Lu, no matter whether you think Tan Lang's words are right or not, you must be cautious and question them. In fact, there have been many times before. At first, we all thought that Tan Lang was wrong or overly worried. But later, when we looked back, we found that he

It hits the nail on the head.”

Lu Ya was startled for a moment, and Li Bao'er beside him nodded gently towards him.

Lu Ya hesitated for a moment, then nodded under Xie Lingjiang's gaze and asked curiously:

"Miss Xie hasn't said where we are going yet? What does drinking ice mean?"

Xie Ling Jiang remained silent, holding a sword in red clothes, walked to the table, picked up a bowl of mung bean soup freshly taken out of the ice cave, and drank it all in one gulp.

…

Outside the double peaks.

Inside a waiting carriage in the woods.

The two embraced each other.

Ouyang Rong felt the strength of Xiu Niang's arm and asked with a gentle smile:

"What's wrong? You came here suddenly. Well, you couldn't just give me a hug."

Zhao Qingxiu buried her little face in his arms for a while.

She grabbed his palm without raising her head and wrote on it:

【Just miss you】

Ouyang Rong shook his head, his tone sharp and calm:

"That's not the case. It's definitely not just this reason. Although this reason is also very sufficient, there must be other reasons, because Xiu Niang is not a willful woman and will consider others. Of course Xiu Niang knows that I am very busy now."

When he got to the end, he smiled, rubbed her little head that was buried in her chest and said:

"Tell me honestly what happened that made you come here."

Zhao Qingxiu was quiet for a while, and as soon as her fingers wrote the word "I" on his palm, she paused and circled, as if she was wandering.

Ouyang Rongxu clenched his fist, grabbed Zhao Qingxiu's writing fingers, held her lost face with one hand and said:

"You tell me the problem, I'll solve it."

These few simple words made Zhao Qingxiu's eyelashes tremble under her ribbon.

She suddenly pulled off the blue ribbon that blindfolded her eyes, and in front of him, she looked up with a small face like a lotus. Her eyes were dim and dull, but she seemed to be "watching" him very seriously, as if she was lost in the night.

The traveler opened his eyes wide and tried his best to see clearly the light in front of him.

Zhao Qingxiu no longer hesitated and wrote:

[I am a Yue girl, my true identity is Yue virgin of Yunmeng Jianze's generation, the seventh female monarch in the female monarch palace, and the first heir to the future Yuanjun. The family members I mentioned to you are actually my senior sisters.

, you should have heard of their titles of female queens, they are wanted by the officials in Jiangnan]

After she finished writing the words one by one, she immediately felt a burst of regret in her heart. The fists of her slim little hand when writing were clenched subconsciously. But immediately, Zhao Qingxiu, who was holding her breath and tense, clearly heard the words of the young man in scholar's shirt in front of her.

His breathing was very even, as usual, with no tendency to become more rapid.

She couldn't help but wonder if Tanlang didn't recognize the row of words because she was writing so fast, so the delicate girl lowered her head again, stroke by stroke, and wrote again with concentration.

After stopping writing, Zhao Qingxiu vaguely felt that the young man in scholar's shirt in front of him seemed to tilt his head and think for a moment, and then he asked in a gentle voice:

"Why write it twice? Did you miss something in the rewrite?"

After a pause, he smiled warmly and rubbed her head with disheveled hair, causing the ice-white jade hairpin between her hair to make a crisp sound.

In the dim carriage, his slightly magnetic voice seemed to be louder and ear-splitting than the sound of the jade collision:

"Well, it's Yue Yuzi, the future Yuanjun, and then what?"

Zhao Qingxiu's small face was stunned, and her slender body was nailed to the seat, as still as a puppet, allowing him to touch her head and... pinch her face with a generous palm.

That's right, someone has already started to pinch his face.

Ouyang Rong gently pinched the baby fat on the right side of the face of this virgin and future Yuanjun with two fingers, and he asked her repeatedly in a soft voice:

"And what about daughter-in-law? Well, you continue writing, I'm reading."

On the seat, a large blush gradually appeared on the small face of the blind, mute and pretty girl.

Blazing hot, like fire or clouds.

…

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