After leaving Yangjiao Lane, Bo Yizhi was silent and his steps were slow. The shallow shadow of the sun was faintly carved on Mo Qing's shirt, as bright as dyed.

When the two walked past a century-old apricot with leaves like butterflies lingering in the wind at the entrance of an alley, Bo Yizhi suddenly stopped.

He stood under the tree and looked at the breathless still water flowing on one side. His masked face couldn't tell the ups and downs of his expression, but his eyes, which were as deep as the blue sky, fluctuated a few slight waves, like flowing clouds brushing across the branches, slightly waving with vitality.

"Sir!" Na Risong looked at Bo Yizhi Xiujun's tall back silently, paused for a moment before reminding him quietly, "It's time for us to go back!"

Bo Yizhi did not make a sound in the face of the quiet water, and he silent for a few more breaths. He then picked up his steps again, but his steps significantly accelerated, his clothes were graceful, and the light and shadows were moving, as if the water was rippling.

That Risong continued to follow the escort quietly, no longer spoke, and refused to discuss some similar hypothesis that emerged from his heart when he saw the scene at the gate of the Zhao family courtyard.

How would that unique young man be so shocking if he was really a woman?

The scene of a boy fighting against two men in black in the nameless alley that night appeared in his mind again. It was magnificent, elegant and elegant, like a fairy and a monster, unrestrained in the world, and independent of the world.

There was such a person among the Han people. If he was still a woman, it would be more than just a strange thing? How strange? It was simply incredible.

His eyes followed the handsome young man in front of him. The latter's strode was hidden in his eagerness to find out the truth. He could not speculate, but at that time he captured the abnormal movement in the other party's eyes at that time.

My uncle's emphasis on this young man was unprecedented, and he wanted to recruit the young man so urgently, and he could not hesitate to introduce the other party to their anti-traitors.

In fact, with the talent of the young prime minister, why did they need an outsider to help with a traitor? But he still took the initiative to get to know the young man by asking for help.

In order to enhance their sense of trust and make the other party agree to serve him, Bo Xiang even informed the young man of the purpose of their trip.

Although the young man refused in the end, the young prime minister took the initiative to treat the virtuous and humble people and was eager to seek talent. He was really surprised that Risong was really surprised.

Before, Yefang returned to Yanguilou. When Boxiang heard Mr. Er telling the story of the boy being kidnapped for the sake of the Wang family's grandson, he wanted to come to explain on the spot.

At that time, they were determined to stop the trouble of persuading people in the middle of the night, and he gave up his plan. This morning, just as dawn, Bo Xiang was about to go out, but he insisted on persuadeing him to use morning tea before he could make a move.

It’s a pity that Bo Xiang’s fate with that young man was really shallow and he missed it again and again.

If that young man was really a woman, it would probably be a good fate between them!

That day, the pine tree was worried all the way, and the sky was full of worries.

But Bo Yizhi didn't say a word at all and didn't know what to think.

...

Before they could walk back to Qinghefang, they met Meng He who was rushing to the road.

The three of them flashed into one side of the unmanned alley.

After finishing the gift to Bo Yizhi, Meng He handed over a secret letter and said, "I received a secret letter from Jiangbei to receive the men. Mr. Second, I sent me to deliver it quickly!"

Bo Yizhi took the secret letter, quickly removed the hot paint, took out the yellow cotton paper, and opened it to scan it—

A few words, concise and concise.

After a moment of reading, Bo Yi's eyes were calm and he stuffed the letter paper back into the envelope.

"Sir?" Seeing his expression, Risong couldn't help but ask, "Is there something urgent?"

"I must achieve my goal last night today! Sweat a lot and urge me to return!" Bo Yizhi said lightly, and continued to move forward.

That Risong and Meng He looked at each other and followed their entourage.

Another wing.

In front of the gate of the Wang Family Mansion in Lirenfang.

The rainy stone slabs are covered with fallen leaves and branches, and the movements of someone cleaning them is like a rhyme of a morning song, pointing at the end of the rhyme, creating the elegance of the fireworks on earth.

A simple and elegant sedan came creaking, adding another twist to the rhyme.

Soon, the sedan chair fell into the front of the Wang family.
Chapter completed!