He kept carrying it on his body, and Mu Feng spread the folding fan. Sure enough, the white fan paper was written with the cursive script of flying dragons and phoenixes: We are good people.
"It seems that it is not easy to hide the sect leader of the sect." Mu Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the folding fan in his hand. At this time, a light purple robe suddenly hurried into the door outside the door.
The woman was Yunlan, the young girl who had been following Shuiyue.
When she came in, she saw Mu Feng also there, subconsciously pulled out the sword and looked at Mu Feng with a vigilant look.
"Yunlan, don't be rude." Seeing the situation, Shuiyue stepped forward and reached out to stop Yunlan and said.
Yunlan looked at her after realizing it, then looked at Mu Feng again, and asked, "What? Are you here to make things difficult for your sister today?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Feng shook his head awkwardly. He had no choice but to force him last time, and his heart was so bad that he always made things difficult.
"That... let's put other things aside first, or should we focus on finding the sect leader first. What do you think?" Lian'er saw that it was about to be in a bad situation, so she had to interrupt.
Yunlan suddenly remembered that she had something important to report to Shuiyue, so she no longer paid attention to them and said something to Shuiyue. During this time, Shuiyue looked slightly happy and looked at her: "Really
of?"
Yunlan nodded undeniably, "Is there any news about the sect leader?" Mu Feng raised his eyes and looked at Shuiyue and asked.
Shuiyue looked at him and finally showed her first smile in the past few days.
Yuwen Haoyu came back from the death row and was in a surprisingly bad mood. However, as soon as he walked into the palace, he saw Luo Ling standing by the door waiting for him anxiously, so he pulled his cheek slightly and squeezed out a smile.
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"You are back? What did she say? Are there any conditions to ask? When will Shaoliang be replaced?"
When Yuwen Haoyu came over and stood still, Luo Ling couldn't wait to step forward and asked.
He held the corner of his mouth, looked at her hopeful eyes, and said, "It's going well, don't worry, at noon tomorrow, I will take her outside the city gate, meet her people, and exchange Zhang Shaoliang back."
Luo Ling, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, changed his face slightly when he heard that he was going to send him off.
"You go in person? How can that work? What if they do something conspiracy? Let's send someone else." Luo Ling stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve and said.
"It's okay, there are people following you in secret, so don't worry."
Even if Yuwen Haoyu said this, Luo Ling was still worried. She always felt that things were not that simple. Even if others couldn't see it, could she still feel it? Feng Yin hated her to the core, how could she let it go so easily
She vaguely felt that it seemed like a trap, but she had to jump in.
"Okay, Ling'er, don't think about it. Since you have to wait until noon tomorrow, don't worry. The flowers in the imperial garden are blooming just in time. I'll accompany you to see, okay?"
Yuwen Haoyu raised his hand and stroked her cheek, as if he wanted to gently caress the touch of sorrow. Luo Ling raised his eyes and looked at him, wrinkled his nose and said, "Where is the mood to enjoy the flowers now."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu disagreed. He smiled, took Luo Ling's hand, and walked towards the Imperial Garden step by step.
The wind is filled with the slight fragrance of flowers, and everywhere you go, you look like flowers are flourishing. People feel much more relaxed when they see it. Butterflies surround the flower group, making a scene full of summer.