Yan Qing and a group of dancers were taken to the guest room, and while they were cleaning up, she found an opportunity to run out.

The Luofu Begonia flowers were in full bloom, and they must have been specially taken care of. Every branch and leaf was covered with dense blooms, leaving almost no space. Just under the blooming Begonia flowers, there was a person standing.

Today, his dark hair is tied up with a jade hairpin, and he is dressed in simple blue and brocade clothes. He looks like a jade-faced young man. He is not like the one he looked at before... with coldness and murderous intent, but he seems to be well-behaved.

A lot.

Yan Qing looked away immediately after just one glance. How could she forget! Zhao Chuyun's mother and Luo Rong, the second lady of Luofu, are good friends. Zhao Chuyun also has a good relationship with his son Luochen. Such an important day will definitely come.

Really, in such a big mansion, why did the two of them meet each other? Yan Qing strode back while mentally comforting Zhao Chuyun for not seeing him.

"stop!"

Yan Qing's fleeing legs froze on the spot, and she could only say hello: "Haha, what a coincidence!"

"Unfortunately," Zhao Chuyun looked her up and down, his lips pursed into a straight line, "What kind of look do you have? And where have you been these past few days? Why did you come to Luofu?"

After eating the pure love fruit that day, Yan Qing ran away. He didn't even know she could hide it so well.

Yan Qing looked at her own attire and became more and more embarrassed. The dancer's clothes did not expose the places that should be exposed, and exposed all the places that should not be exposed. She smiled and said: "I heard that the Begonia Flower in Luofu is

It’s a masterpiece, I came here to appreciate it.”

"Begonia flower?" Zhao Chuyun turned around and searched among the sea of ​​flowers, then picked the most beautiful one and walked towards Yanqing.

He leaned forward, gently lifted Yan Qing's chin, and tucked the flower behind her ear: "Do you know the flower language of Begonia flowers?"

The slender fingers touched her cheek intentionally or unintentionally. Yan Qing froze and suddenly became nervous. She immediately took a step back and evacuated from Zhao Chuyun's territory.

She raised a smile and asked suspiciously: "The flower language of Begonia flowers?"

Zhao Chuyun didn't pay attention to her actions. He looked around at her face and seemed to be satisfied, and said: "It looks good."

Yan Qing: "..."

"If the wind makes an appointment, the flowers will come true. Have you forgotten your promise to me? As an apology, please treat me to a cup of tea." Zhao Chuyun finished speaking to himself and walked forward.

Yan Qing: "???"

What promise?

Oh, what a headache!

Yan Qing cupped his hands and said, "Maybe not today, I still have things to do."

She turned around and ran in the opposite direction of Zhao Chuyun.

"If you blend in with the dancers, you don't want to be recognized, right?"

Before running a few steps, Zhao Chuyun's voice came over again.

Yan Qing was helpless, could he bother a little less? She was here to save his life!

"Hey, who is this!" Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhao Chuyun crossed his arms and shouted at a higher volume.

"Stop!" Yan Qing quickly raised her hand to stop her. She helplessly held her forehead and said, "Stop shouting. I'll go with you."

In fact, she was not afraid of being recognized, but if she became familiar with Luofu, it would be difficult for her to investigate.

I followed Zhao Chuyun to a small pavilion, where the begonia flowers were blooming better.

The tea set has been prepared on the stone table, and strong tea is burning on the teapot, and the fragrance of tea is lingering.

Yan Qing sat down and asked, "If you have anything to do with me, tell me."

As soon as she asked this question, Zhao Chuyun was a little stunned. After a while, he looked into her eyes and said word by word: "Can you trust me to resurrect a dead body?"

Bringing back the soul through a dead body?

Anyone would find this ridiculous.

He won't want to cause trouble again, right?

Yan Qing picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then replied: "I don't believe it."

"When the oil runs out and the lamp dries up, a person dies as if the lamp is extinguished. If the corpse can really bring back the soul, all living beings will no longer be afraid of death."

If he is no longer afraid of death, Zhao Chuyun will probably become even crazier, right?

Zhao Chuyun looked at her straightly, as if he wanted to see through her.

Yan Qing felt a little uncomfortable. She coughed lightly and said, "Why don't we talk about cooperation."

"Oh?" Zhao Chuyun raised his eyebrows and reached out to refill Yan Qing's tea.

"You must have kidnapped me that day to anger Concubine Li."

Zhao Chuyun's mother, Concubine Jing, followed him when he was still the crown prince. The two had shared weal and woe for many years and had a deep love as husband and wife. Concubine Jing could be regarded as a woman whom Emperor Wen of the Song Dynasty truly loved.

Zhao Chuyun has actually been investigating this matter for so many years. At this time, he should have found out some information related to Zhao Ji's mother Libi.

Zhao Chuyun was startled, the tea overflowed a little, and he stopped his hand.

Is it possible that Zhao Chuyun also came through time?

When this idea came out, Yan Qing was a little happy, and immediately coughed and whispered: "abandon?"

Zhao Chuyun opened his eyes and looked at him, a little confused.

"Abandon?" No response? Yan Qing continued, raised his voice, and said: "It won't change from odd to even!"

Zhao Chuyun frowned: "?"

Yan Qing scratched his chin in embarrassment. Didn't he receive compulsory education?

Then, he cleared his throat again and sang: "The sky is blue waiting for the smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you, the smoke..."

At this point, Yan Qing looked at Zhao Chuyun expectantly, expecting him to continue.

But Zhao Chuyun relaxed his brows and looked at him with interest.

"..." Yan Qing froze for half a second, then lowered his head and continued to dry clothes.

Zhao Chuyun curled his lips and shook his head in a funny way.

"The vast horizon is my love~"

"Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills~"

Suddenly, Yan Qing stood up and started dancing. After a good performance, he felt that maybe the person was an old man and didn't know about Jay Chou.

"..."

There was a brief silence in the cave, and Yan Qing felt that his old face was starting to heat up.

Zhao Chuyun couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

Yan Qing's whole body froze, his face turned red to the root of his neck, and he suddenly exploded!

So fucking embarrassing!

Is there a crack in the ground that I can crawl into?

Zhao Chuyun laughed so hard that there were tears in his eyes, and he did not forget to tease: "The singing is good, but the dancing... is very ugly!"

The carriage suddenly stopped, and the driver fell to the ground. The guard who was following him felt strange and squatted down to check.

The coachman was convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and died soon after.

"Dead?" the guard wondered.

Wen Wen opened the curtain and asked in shock: "Dead?!"

Guard Xiao Zhong bowed and said, "Your Highness, please get into the carriage. The subordinates here will deal with it immediately."

Wen Wen rubbed her hands uneasily, why did the coachman die for no reason? It is really strange. After passing Tongguan, we will reach the border of Linsong Dynasty. The messenger is already waiting there, so it is not appropriate to cause trouble at this moment.

She nodded, and Xiao Zhong directed the two guards to lift the coachman and walk deeper into the woods.

Watching the carriage stop from a distance, Yan Qing was shocked. By the way, in the original plot, the carriage driver suddenly mutated, and the heroine who was in danger was saved by the hero. This was the first encounter between the two.

"Ah! It's moving!"

"What moved? You...ah!"

"Fake corpse?"

"Stop him quickly!"

"No! Quick, quick, quick, run!"

"Oh help! Help me!"

"..."

After a while, there was a strange movement in the woods.

The remaining guards immediately became vigilant. Xiao Zhong pulled out his weapon and said, "Leave two of them while the others go in and take a look."

Liu Ming looked solemn, protected Yan Qing behind him, and said vigilantly: "Something happened."

Yan Qing nodded, and after entering three waves, the mutated people would run out. At this time, it was the male protagonist's turn to appear. She patted Liu Ming on the back: "Don't be nervous, a hero will appear later.

"
To be continued...