Early in the morning on March 17, everyone in Prince Ding's mansion was busy.
The shadow guards repeatedly confirmed what they needed for the trip and the list of gifts everyone needed to bring.
Xiangyue led a large group of maids and women in and out of the kitchen, preparing to prepare a large table of rich and delicious dishes for Mo Jingxiao and Ning Yujin.
However, it was three o'clock in the morning, and everyone was almost busy with their work, but there was no movement at Qiannuan Pavilion. Only then did everyone realize that something was strange.
To say that Ning Yujin slept in, it was almost a given. But when Mo Jingxiao slept in, it was the first time he had ever slept in!
At first, everyone thought that the two of them were doing so and so, so they couldn't help but be too selfless, so Mo Jingxiao even lost track of time.
But if you listen carefully, you can't see any sound coming from the house?
Xiangyue also became a little anxious, but now even Murong Xuan is not in the house, and there is no one to discuss it.
After thinking for a moment, she called Ling Yi and asked him if he had noticed anything strange between their father and their lady.
Zero shook his head in confusion, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Why don't you open the door and take a look."
"Is this...really okay?" Xiangyue was so afraid that she would see something like a needle eye.
Ling Yi walked to Ning Yujin's bedroom door, leaned against the door and listened. He immediately stood up, stretched his legs and kicked his legs violently.
"Bang--"
The room was empty. After Zero One glanced around and confirmed that the two people were not in the room, he sighed and said, "Sure enough, they left."
"Where are the people? Where have they gone?" Xiangyue didn't dare to look at it at first, but when she saw Ling Yi and others had gone in, she immediately trotted in. However, looking at the room where there was no one around, she was speechless.
There was a note on the table covered with a quilt. Ling Yi took it off and saw that it was in Ning Yujin's font: "Wow hahahahaha, let's take a step forward. You can follow us by looking at the marks left along the way."
There is also a big smiling face attached to the back, and you can completely imagine the arrogant and arrogant look on Ning Yujin's face when she wrote the letter.
Ling Yi was actually amused by this message at this moment: "The third lady's behavior style is indeed as unique as ever."
Okay, let them chase slowly.
In today's central Guizhou Province, there is a mountain called "Daling Mountain". Within the entire territory, there are majestic mountains, many mountains, towering peaks, and waterfalls. The special geological structure has formed a majestic mountainous landform.
When you reach the top, you will feel more and more clouds and mist, just like a fairyland.
In Daling Mountain, there are countless waterfalls, large and small, among which one waterfall is the most peculiar. It is only a long and thin stream, which continues all year round, splashing down from the peak hundreds of feet high, like a thin silver thread pulling the heaven and earth.
Line, hence the name "One Line Waterfall".
In front of the first-line waterfall, there is an exquisite and unique octagonal pavilion. It was originally built by a prefect who liked poetry and poetry in the previous dynasty, and it was specially used for those literati to write scenery and express their feelings. Therefore, there are many poems and songs around the pavilion, which was praised by the wind.
Even after being beaten by the wind and rain, the beauty of the writing is still left behind, making it appear simple and full of charm.
At this time, two people were sitting in the octagonal pavilion. One man in black robe was slowly brewing tea in a cup, and the other man in white brocade robe was looking around at the poems inscribed in the pavilion.
After reading, he sighed and asked the man opposite: "Hey, tell me, do you want me to write a question on it?"
The man who was making tea raised his head and glanced at her lightly. He had sharp eyebrows on his temples, slightly raised phoenix eyes, thin lips and thin jaw, broad shoulders and long arms. When combined, he was as impressive as the Dalingshan Mountain.
Like a sharp sword, it penetrates straight into the main peak of the sky.
With such a temperament, it was Mo Jingxiao who suddenly "missed".
Needless to say, the identity of the "man" opposite him was unknown.
"What do you want to ask?" Mo Jingxiao glanced at her, then lowered his head and continued to wash the tea.
Ning Yujin clapped her thighs and said excitedly: "Of course the title is 'Ning San, the unparalleled man in the world with a pear blossom weighing down a begonia, is here to visit'!"
Maybe hundreds or thousands of years later, future generations will come here again and see the monuments she left behind.
The corners of Mo Jingxiao's mouth twitched and he said abruptly: "Have you brought a pen and paper?"
Ning Yujin was in high spirits, but when she heard these words, she was immediately poured a basin of cold water on her heart.
"I'm not a scholar, why do I carry pen and paper with me?" Ning Yujin pouted immediately, feeling a little lost.
But coming out to play is just for fun. Wouldn’t it be too disappointing if you’re not happy?
So Ning Yujin changed her smile for a second and went to think about other things.
Xiangyue must be scolding her to death at this moment, a group of shadow guards must be running around chasing their marks, haha, life is all about a journey that can be taken at any time.
Well, she secretly wanted to enjoy the world of two people with Mo Jingxiao, so she turned Mo Jingxiao on the road in the middle of the night, leaving all those bright and bright light bulbs behind.
Thinking that she had been trapped in the cold and dry air of Shengjing City all winter, Ning Yujin decided to go all the way south to experience the freshness of the Jiangnan water town.
Isn't there an ancient poem that says it well: "Fireworks fall in Yangzhou in March." Now is the time when flowers bloom in March. Although there is no Yangzhou here, there is another state with a very similar geographical location and people. So what else are you thinking about?
, go there decisively!
Now that I have walked and played all the way, I have arrived here leisurely. Thinking that it has been more than a month since I left Beijing, I have finally arrived in central Guizhou. After another day and a half, I can go to Zhuzhou.
Hey~~ I really feel happier the more I think about it.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of man-made fighting coming from the other side of the waterfall, getting closer and louder.
Ning Yujin quickly stood up and looked around, and saw two men in short shirts, one with a knife and the other with a sword. They were going back and forth, attacking and blocking, and they were selflessly exchanging blows.
"Oh, could this be the legendary Huashan Sword Discussing? No, Dalingshan Sword Discussing?" Ning Yujin suddenly became interested and stood on tiptoe to watch.
But after only a moment, she lost interest: "My martial arts skills are so bad."
Mo Jingxiao, who had just poured a cup of tea for Ning Yujin, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Can you tell whether someone is good at martial arts or bad at martial arts?"
"It's very simple. I can clearly see their moves," Ning Yujin pointed at them and then back to Mo Jingxiao, "When you pointed at the shadow guards, I saw a black shadow coming from me.
People were scurrying over their heads, and they could tell who was taller and who was lower right away."
"Hehe, this absurd theory seems to make sense." Mo Jingxiao smiled and raised his hand to call her over, "Don't you want to try the Cuifeng tea here? Come here quickly."
"Hey, just come."
Ning Yujin, who lost interest in the competition between the two men, quickly returned to the marble table and sat down. However, at this moment, one of the contestants there made a weak move, and the sword he held in his hand was struck by the other's broadsword.