"Yes, the blood prison car of the Demon Sect." Jiang Youfei's lips curled slightly, and she seemed to be smiling.

"What about other things, are there any Taoist sects?" Li Qingxian asked.

"I can hold the world in my sleeves. If you are not afraid of rolling and vomiting in your sleeves," said Jiang Youfei.

Li Qingxian glanced at Jiang Youfei's wide sleeves, and his arms were white and tender.

"Forget it, I'll better sit in a sedan chair. Uncle Zhou, if something happens to me, remember to bury me and my parents together!"

"Don't worry, I'll dig a grave pit for you myself."

"Uncle Zhou is always handsome and sweet-mouthed!" Li Qingxian said angrily.

"After the call, follow it, hurry up and follow the rules!" Jiang Youfei stretched out his hand, and the white flower and red sedan shrank rapidly, and finally shrank to the size of a palm and put it in his sleeve.

Zhou Chunfeng looked at the thin Concubine Jiang Youshe, sighed and said, "Be careful."

Concubine Jiang bent her knees slightly, bowed, and turned around and walked out.

"Zhou Hen, please trouble you." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Zhou Hen clasped his fists at Zhou Chunfeng and turned around and followed Concubine Jiang You.

Concubine Jiang walked out the door, touched her hand in front of her face, and her white gauze was attached to her face, revealing her eyes only.

Walking out of the Yewei Yamen, Jiang Youfei gently tapped the ground with her white shoes on her right foot, and her body was like a graceful white swan, jumping towards the roof.

After stepping on the roof, Jiang Youfei flew out lightly, and after flying for hundreds of meters, clicked on the roof and flew towards the south gate.

Above the lights of thousands of houses and the rolling tiles, the bright moon and the night sky, Jiang Youfei's white clothes fluttering like a fairy's swaying waves.

Zhou Hen followed not far away, scanning the capital from time to time.

The bubbly man climbed the walls and houses, exclaiming that the fairy under the moon came to the capital.

Occasionally, there are passengers flying in the middle of the night, and they stop after several ups and downs, looking at the fairy under the moon that is like a wind.

A master Meng Lang shouted loudly: "Which fairy is coming to Shendu?"

Zhou Hen shouted: "Yewei Department does business, no one is involved in retreating."

The roof was instantly clean.

The two left the South City Gate and used their light skills. They walked more than twenty miles apart, arrived at Yuyuan Mountain, and climbed the Qingxiao Temple hidden by the woods.

The two entered through the side door, walked through the front door main hall square, the second-enter the Gods' House, the third-enter the choreograph, the fourth-enter the practice ground, and the innermost back house.

The walls, trees and roads separated the back house from multiple small yards. The two walked for a while and entered a small yard, and suddenly realized.

A gray-black stone wall stands in front of you, and a bright white waterfall about till the width of you hangs down, falling in the dark round pool, making a rustling sound.

A small red painted pavilion stands beside the round pond, with a plaque on it saying "Louyu Pavilion".

A two-story building next to it stands, with green tiles and lanterns hanging high.

Two female crowns in hidden blue Taoist robes rushed over at the door.

"The Saint is back." A girl in her fifteens and sixteens, a Taoist nun in her thirties and forties, was full of smiles.

Zhou Hen stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

"Sister Fang, Xiaoya, this is General Zhou Hen Zhou." Concubine Jiang Youzhao introduced.

"I've seen General Zhou." The two fell on Zhou Hen's chest like a lit bronze breastplate, respectfully, it was a fifth-rank military officer's uniform.

Concubine Jiang Youxian said: "General Zhou has a fifth-rank official position, but his cultivation has long been set at the fourth-rank, so he should not be looked down upon."

"yes."

"In addition, I have a... Uncle Zhou's nephew lives here tonight." As he said that, Concubine Jiang threw her right hand and the white flower and red sedan fell to the ground and became bigger.

"I'm so suffocating!" Li Qingxian pushed open the curtain of the sedan chair and walked out, "The sedan chair is red inside and black outside, so I won't sit anymore."

"This is Li Qingxian, Ye Wei." Concubine Jiang You said casually.

"I've seen Mr. Li." The two female caps looked at Li Qingxian together, showing different expressions. Since Concubine Jiang Youzhao moved in here, no man has moved in.

"Sister Fang, arrange a residence for General Zhou and give him the Qingxiao sign." Concubine Jiang You ordered.

"Yes." Sister Ling led Zhou Hen to leave.

"Saint, do you want to wash up?" Xiaoya said with a smile.

Concubine Jiang Youshen's originally tight face relaxed and said, "Tonight you and Sister Ling are resting outside, and I have something important to discuss with Qingxuan."

"Oh... Then Xiaoya took her leave." Xiaoya looked at the two of them and left, full of curiosity.

Li Qingxian looked around and saw the waterfall, the pool of the pavilion and flowerbed, and smiled and said, "Young concubine is really good at choosing places. The scenery of this Luoyu Pavilion is excellent, so you won't change it to a capital."

"Follow me to go upstairs to disguise." Jiang Youfei's lotus steps moved lightly, her white skirt swayed, and she walked towards the small building.

Li Qingxian followed Concubine Jiang Youwei, walked into the main hall on the first floor, followed the winding stairs to the second floor, and entered a room.

The living room is elegant and unique, with three colors of white, blue and gray as the main tone. The ground is paved with red carpet, sandalwood is sitting in the middle, incense burner is swaying, and then a picture of hiking on the snow to find plum blossoms is hung, and a thin and small girl is drawn.

He was holding up his jade hand and touching the stamens with his fingertips.

There are bookshelf on both sides and ancient shelves on the other side. There are a wide range of porcelain and jade in the room, neat and not messy.

With just one glance, Li Qingxian felt that the decorations in this room were much better than those in Chunfengju.

The bead curtains on the side door are hanging down, and you can't see clearly the boudoir inside. Only goose yellow cloud-patterned bed curtains can be vaguely visible, layered and elegant, which is extremely inconsistent with the simple and elegant tone of the living room.

Li Qingxian was surprised that checking the exceeding the rules was one of the main tasks of the Night Guard. If it were not for the court's permission, the people would ban the use of goose yellow, bright yellow, bright yellow, black and other colors. Could it be that the goose yellow bed curtain was given by the Empress Dowager?

"You..." Jiang Youfei said in a moment, "Follow me to enter the boudoir and don't move around. I'll disguise you at the dressing table."

"Okay." Li Qingxian followed the girl in white to lift the pearl curtain and entered the boudoir with a clamor.

The faint fragrance hits my face.

"Sister Young Concubine, what smells you used? It smells so good." Li Qingxian sniffed.

"Maybe it's rouge powder."

"This fragrance is not like those tacky, it is very special." Li Qingxian looked around.

Concubine Jiang sighed and said, "No wonder Uncle Zhou can't do anything to you. This is a boudoir. Even if you are still young, you should not move around."

"Oh." Li Qingxian thought to a senior old critic, he was already quite old.

"Sit down." Jiang Youfei pointed to the round stool in front of the dressing mirror.

Li Qingxian sat down, Jiang Youfei threw his right hand, and a night pearl appeared out of thin air, hanging high above the sky, shining brightly, illuminating the whole room.

Li Qingxian narrowed his eyes and it took him a while to get used to it.

"Sit upright, without my permission, you are not allowed to move or speak!" Jiang Youfei looked down at Li Qingxian, who was sitting down with a cold face.

Li Qingxian looked up at Jiang Youfei's small white face and smiled happily.

Concubine Jiang Youssed inwardly, she was such an indecent silly boy.

She took out a mask that was as thin as white paper and said, "This is a phantom skin mask that will penetrate under your skin. It will feel a needle sensation at first and will disappear soon."

Li Qingxian said nothing, only looked at Jiang Youfei with his shiny eyes, thinking that he was no wonder he was called Fairy Qingcheng. He looked at him from a distance, but there was no flaw in the close.

"Look up." Jiang Youfei said.

Li Qingxian raised his head, Jiang Youfei bent down, and put the mask-like magic leather mask on Li Qingxian's face. He first smoothed it out with his fingers bit by bit, and then carefully tidyed the edges.
Chapter completed!