"The Staff Mu doesn't need to glare at me." Chu Qiluo was as indifferent as water, smiling: "After all, there are so many people here, so how do you experience this Staff's mind? You will know it as soon as you ask, and even if I want to blow things like wisdom, I can't blow up."

Yes, she proposed to use bandits to accompany her, and easily attracted most of the soldiers in the city. She suggested that she flip into the southeast city wall without losing a soldier and a soldier would sneak into the city. She was just leaving and played with the prince and his group in her hands, so they were safe now.

The guards met their eyes and nodded cautiously, without hiding their appreciation for Chu Qiluo. After all, this is much less expensive than attacking Fengcheng, right? No one is born to be willing to shout and kill, and blood flows into a river. Why should he rob? Killing people today is to be killed tomorrow, and killing less is to commit less sin.

Seeing everyone nodding, Mu Zijin looked up at Ye Langye, who had not expressed his opinion yet. The latter seemed to be smiling but not smiling and lowered his eyes and whipped, as if he was enjoying this picturesque scenery, with a clear expression of being out of the matter. Mu Zijin gritted his teeth and lowered his head: "Mu Zijin, experience it."

That's all. The two of them have been in a similar position since then, and there will never be any situation where he is very high and peeping at her. Chu Qiluo pursed his lips and smiled calmly: "I dare not."

Suddenly there was a strange movement in the forest, and the branches moved lightly. The guards stood alertly holding the sword, consciously protecting two martial advisers in the center. The deputy guard shouted: "Who!"

"You uncle, me!" Ye Tingyu kicked the bushes with a dark face, his hair was scattered and his clothes were broken, and he described it as a little embarrassed. He followed Dong Ling and a row of guards behind him. Dong Ling automatically went to Chu Qiluo's side. Although some of the guards were injured, they were obviously much better than Ye Tingyu. Chu Qiluo couldn't help but be a little strange.

She stared at Ye Tingyu and looked at him. Although he was a little embarrassed, his body was intact, especially the thick felt... She understood that Ye Tingyu had endured being scratched and endured, just to avoid Yi'er being hurt...

As if she wanted to verify her idea, Ye Tingyu shook his arms and actually had a small hand coming out. He was awesome. There were not many pieces of cloth on his back, but his chest was protected tightly. Yi'er was not hurt at all and waved his little hand: "Hot, I'm going to come down."

Ye Langya reached out to take it, and Yi'er immediately retracted her hand and didn't dare to move it. However, Ye Langya's handsome face was holding a large ball of felt a little funny: "Where is Wu Chenhuan, he didn't come to find you?"

"Wu Chenhuan? I haven't seen the ghost! Where is the carriage? Why is there nothing? There are poisons in this forest! This..."

"Poison?" Ye Langya frowned: "Are you injured?"

"No." Ye Tingyu also looked puzzled: "Isn't Park Hulin only a beast? When did this poison be there?"

"Man-made." Chu Qiluo thought about it. Some things they couldn't see clearly in the game. Maybe Hongyi Qingyi would be more clear. She took out a short whistle from her waist and blew it gently, and then waited for Qingyi Hongyi to arrive.

Suddenly, when he heard a light dry cough beside him, Chu Qiluo raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Zijin. He was looking at Ye Tingyu in shock. After a while, he realized that he turned over and dismounted and saluted: "Mu Zijin see... the fourth prince, the sixth prince."

No wonder he was surprised. Chu Qiluo was also puzzled. This trip, Ye Langya was demoted to the imperial capital, why did they come out?

Understanding his doubts, Ye Tingyu explained: "I sent my brother to Yasang. Muqing has long admired Daming." He looked up at him and was quite surprised. Why did Mu Zijin's hair turn white? But he is in a bad mood now and is too lazy to ask more questions. He just took a look and then looked away.

The wind sounded, and the rainbow-style green-style came on the bamboo and landed gracefully beside Chu Qiluo. Hongyi glanced at everyone, but didn't care, and just pulled Chu Qiluo over: "Qiluo, how could you be with Ye Langya? Didn't I warn you not to get too close to him?"

The sound is quite loud, not like I don’t want others to hear it, as if I was deliberately trying to make people hear it... Chu Qiluo noticed Ye Langya’s unhappy gaze and pulled her sleeves awkwardly: “I went to his hands as a counselor. I came out in a very hurry this time and didn’t say goodbye to you…”

Qingyi was standing quietly aside without saying a word. When she saw her saying goodbye, she couldn't help but look up at her: "You are going to Yasang, we will go too, so there is no need to say goodbye."

"No." Chu Qiluo lowered his eyes, lowered the touching and hidden sharpness in his eyes: "This trip will be with the prince, and you will definitely be safe and sound. I don't want to violate the order of my master. Brother Qingyi, you all have important things to do. Don't be tied up for me Qiluo, so I can't let go of the past."

Since she was in Ye Langya's name, if she asked them to follow her, the first thing was to tell others that she did not trust Ye Langya, and the second thing was that she would be restrained. After all, the disputes between the court cannot be tied to the world. No matter what happens in the future, she cannot involve Aojian Villa.

But Qingyi and Hongyi didn't think so. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly. In the past, Chu Qiluo really decided to let go of the past. She decided to give up the joy and happiness of the past because she had hatred in her heart, and her past was wiped out by her. From then on, only sadness and pain remained in her past.

The death of Chu's father was unsolved for a day, and she could not be liberated for a day. Even if she took her away from these conspiracies and cunning, she could not return to her former nature because she hated her. Her elegance and indifference are just appearances. Only when her hatred is gone can she truly let go and gain true happiness. Only then was she the real Yunluo.

Hongyi wanted to persuade her, but Qingyi came forward with a sword and smiled slightly: "Take care."

With a faint smile, he felt sad that he could not express. He knew that his letting go would be separated from her from the ends of the world. However, he wished that he would wait until she put the past down and return to him, and then he would promise her a phoenix crown and a red robe and a happy life.

He raised his hand, gently stroked Chu Qiluo's increasingly thin cheeks, and whispered: "If you are tired, come back."

"Yeah." Chu Qiluo smiled and said, "I will come back." Looking at Qingyi's eyes, how could she not know what he was in his mood? But she couldn't repay his affection, so she could only pretend to know nothing about him and took his hand.

Qingyi smiled slightly distractedly, as elegant as bamboo: "You asked us to come here to ask about this poisonous substance in the forest, right?" Seeing her nodding, he frowned: "It's the poison king who is practicing poison, but he only put it in the forest. The road is still safe. You will not be in danger when you go east."

"Have you ever seen Wu Chenhuan? He was leading a team of bandits."

Qingyi thought about it for a moment and said solemnly: "Never."
Chapter completed!