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The cleaning servant saw that she was still motionless and was a little confused. He walked over and asked curiously, "Is it that Xiaopai is waiting here early in the morning to find someone in our mansion?"

Zhao Chonghuan smiled slightly and shook his head, saying, "I don't know if your mansion is surnamed Xie?"

The servant waved his hand: "Our mansion's surname is Qin, then," he said, pointing to the courtyard, where there seemed to be a sound of practicing martial arts, "Our master is practicing martial arts!"

Zhao Chonghuan looked at him and saw a bearded man holding a stick and shouting while practicing, jumping and jumping, with a momentum.

Zhao Chonghuan was inexplicably lost in his heart for some reason.

Was A Fei following the wrong place? Or was it not him who sent someone to protect Liluo courtyard? Is it really just the heroic act of the heroes of the martial arts world?

Suddenly, she suddenly realized that she didn't know where to look for him!

Could it be that she had no choice but to go to Liandong Academy to ask about Lu Zhao's path?

She sighed almost inaudible.

He patted the wooden box in his hand in disappointment, and Zhao Chonghuan raised his eyes and looked at the servant: "That's probably because I'm finding the wrong place! I'm disturbing!"

The servant said very angrily: "No obstacles! You can go to the nearby area for a while!"

Zhao Chonghuan smiled, turned around and left.

In the distance where she was not paying attention, in the accord behind the apricot forest, a handsome and tall figure stood with his hands behind his back, half hidden among the bamboo curtains and green green.

He looked at her slender back as if she was as thin as a peach branch.

For some reason, he felt that her back was lost and lonely, as if a cloud was floating by alone, but it was projected on his cold and unrestrained heart.

For a moment, he suddenly had the urge to call her, wanting to tell her: After yesterday, he had already met her, and now he just wanted to get to know her deeper!

But in the end, he stood just in front of the Accord's pane, motionless.

Looking at her away like a cloud.

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Junan: My sister has worked hard to write four thousand words!
Chapter completed!