"Yes, the Demon Sect's blood prison car." Jiang Youfei's mouth was slightly curved, half-smiling.
"What about others? Is there anyone with a sect?" Li Qingxian asked.
"I know how to hold everything in my sleeves, if you are not afraid of rolling in my sleeves and vomiting." Jiang Youfei said.
Li Qingxian glanced at Concubine Jiang You's wide sleeves, her arms were white and tender.
"Forget it, I'll just sit in the sedan. Uncle Zhou, if something happens to me, remember to bury me and my parents together!"
"Don't worry, I will dig your grave myself."
"Uncle Zhou is always handsome and sweet!" Li Qingxian said angrily.
"I will follow you when called, and you will be as urgent as the law!" Jiang Youfei stretched out her hand, and the white-flowered and red sedan quickly shrunk, and finally shrunk to the size of a palm, and put it in her sleeves.
Zhou Chunfeng looked at the thin and small Concubine Jiang You, sighed, and said: "Be absolutely careful."
Concubine Jiang You slightly bent her knees, bowed, turned around and walked out.
"Zhou Hen, I'm sorry to trouble you." Zhou Chunfeng said.
Zhou Hen hugged Zhou Chunfeng's fist, turned around and followed Jiang Youfei.
Concubine Jiang You walked out of the door and put her hand in front of her face. The white gauze covered her face, leaving only her eyes exposed.
Walking out of the Yewei Yamen, Jiang Youfei tapped her white shoe on the ground with her right foot, and her body was like a graceful white swan, leaping diagonally towards the roof.
After stepping on the roof, Concubine Jiang flew out lightly. After flying hundreds of meters, she touched the roof again and flew towards the south gate.
Above the lights of thousands of houses and the undulating roof tiles, under the bright moon and the night, Concubine Jiang Youfei's white clothes fluttered like a fairy on the waves.
Zhou Hen followed not far away, scanning the divine capital from time to time.
Those who do good things climb walls and houses, exclaiming that fairies have arrived in the capital under the moon.
Occasionally, there are passengers flying in the middle of the night. After a few flights, they stop and look at the fairy under the moon as if she is riding the wind.
A master from Meng Lang shouted loudly: "Which fairy is coming to the capital of God?"
Zhou Hen said loudly: "The Night Guard is doing business, and everyone who has nothing to do with it should stay away."
The roof is instantly clean.
The two of them left the south city gate, used Qinggong, and walked for more than twenty miles to Yuyuan Mountain and climbed to the Qingxiao Temple hidden in the woods.
The two entered from the side door, passed through the main hall square at the front door, the Temple of the Gods at the second entrance, the Miscellaneous Courtyard at the third entrance, the training ground at the fourth entrance, and entered the innermost back house.
Walls, trees and roads separated the back house into several small courtyards. After walking for a while, the two of them entered a small courtyard and suddenly became enlightened.
A gray-black stone wall stands in front, and a bright white waterfall about ten feet wide hangs down and falls into the dark round pool, making a roaring sound.
Beside the round pond stands a small red-painted pavilion with a plaque reading "Luoyu Pavilion".
A two-story building stands next to it, with red buildings and green tiles, and lanterns hanging high.
At the door, two women wearing navy blue robes came quickly.
"The saint is back." A girl in her mid-teens and a Taoist nun in her thirties or forties were all smiling.
Zhou Hen stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard.
"Sister Fang, Xiaoya, this is General Zhou Henzhou." Jiang Youfei introduced.
"I've seen General Zhou." The two of them landed on Zhou Hen's bright bronze breastplate with the elephant's head in front of him and showed great respect. It was a military attache's uniform of the fifth rank.
Concubine Jiang You said: "General Zhou's rank is fifth rank, but his cultivation level has long been set at fourth rank, so he should not be treated lightly."
"yes."
"Besides, I have... Uncle Zhou's nephew staying here tonight." As she said that, Concubine Jiang threw her right hand, and the white-flower-red sedan fell to the ground and grew larger.
"It suffocates me to death!" Li Qingxian opened the sedan door curtain and walked out, "This sedan is red inside and dark outside. I won't sit in it anymore."
"This is Li Qingxian, Night Guard." Jiang Youfei said casually.
"I have met Mr. Li." The two ladies looked at Li Qingxian together with different expressions on their faces. Ever since Concubine Jiang You moved into this place, no man has stayed here.
"Sister Fang, arrange a residence for General Zhou and give him the Qingxiao tablet." Jiang Youfei ordered.
"Yes." Sister Ling led Zhou Hen away.
"Holy girl, do you want to wash up?" Xiaoya said with a smile.
Concubine Jiang You's originally tense pretty face softened and she said, "You and Sister Ling are resting outside tonight, while Qingxian and I have something important to discuss."
"Oh... then Xiaoya excuses himself." Xiaoya looked at the two of them and left, her face full of curiosity.
Li Qingxian looked around and saw waterfalls, round pools, pavilions and flower gardens, and said with a smile: "Sister Youfei really knows how to choose a place. The scenery of Luoyu Pavilion is so beautiful that I wouldn't change it in the capital."
"Follow me upstairs to change my appearance." Jiang Youfei moved lightly with her white skirt swaying as she walked towards the small building.
Li Qingxian followed Jiang Youfei, walked into the main hall on the first floor, climbed up the winding stairs to the second floor, and entered a room.
The living room is elegant and chic, with white, green and gray as the main colors. The floor is paved with a red carpet, a sandalwood seat is placed in the middle, an incense burner curls up, and a picture of walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms is hung behind it, with a thin and small girl on it.
He is holding up his jade hand, his fingertips touching the stamen.
There are bookshelves on both sides and a book shelf on the other. The room is full of porcelain and jade, and is neat and tidy.
With just one glance, Li Qingxian felt that the furnishings in this room were far superior to those in Chunfeng Residence.
The beaded curtain at the side door is hung down, and the boudoir inside cannot be seen clearly. Only the goose-yellow moiré bed curtain can be vaguely seen. The layers are layered, elegant and luxurious, and are very inconsistent with the simple and elegant color of the living room.
Li Qingxian was surprised. Checking for violations was one of the important tasks of the night guard. Without the permission of the imperial court, goose yellow, bright yellow, bright yellow, black and other colors were banned among the people. Could it be that the goose yellow bed curtain was given by the Queen Mother?
"You..." Jiang Youfei hesitated for a moment before saying, "Follow me into the boudoir, and don't move around. I'll help you disguise yourself in front of the dressing table."
"Okay." Li Qingxian followed the girl in white, opened the bead curtain, and entered the boudoir with a clattering sound.
The fragrance comes to your face.
"Sister Youfei, what kind of incense did you use? It smells so good." Li Qingxian sniffed.
"Maybe it's rouge and gouache."
"This scent is not like those tacky ones, it's very special." Li Qingxian looked around.
Concubine Jiang You sighed and said: "No wonder Uncle Zhou can't do anything to you. This is the boudoir. Even if you are still young, you are not allowed to move around."
"Oh." Li Qingxian thought to himself that for a senior pervert, he was already quite young.
"Sit down." Jiang Youfei pointed to the round stool in front of the dressing mirror.
Li Qingxian sat down, and Jiang Youfei threw her right hand, and a night pearl appeared out of thin air, hanging high in the sky, shining brightly, illuminating the whole room.
Li Qingxian squinted his eyes and took a while to adjust.
"Sit up straight. Don't move or speak without my permission!" Concubine Jiang You condescendingly looked down at Li Qingxian who was sitting there, her face cold.
Li Qingxian looked up at Concubine Jiang You's small fair face and smiled happily.
Concubine Jiang You sighed to herself, what a silly boy who was not serious.
She took out a mask as thin as white paper and said, "This is a phantom skin mask. It will penetrate under your skin. There will be a needle-pricking sensation at first, but it will disappear soon."
Li Qingxian didn't say a word, just looked at Jiang Youfei with bright eyes, thinking that it was no wonder she was called the Fairy Qingcheng. From a distance she looked peerless, but up close there was no flaw at all.
"Look up." Jiang Youfei said.
Li Qingxian raised his head, and Jiang Youfei bent down and put the facial mask-like magic skin mask on Li Qingxian's face. She first smoothed it bit by bit with her fingers, and then carefully trimmed the edges.