After going to the ancestral hall to say goodbye to her grandmother and mother early the next morning, Shu Qingqing choked up several times and was speechless. Chu Miaoer patiently persuaded her several times to calm her down a little.
Although she repeatedly promised Shu Qingqing that she would come back when she had time, they both knew in their hearts that if they didn't go today, the day of meeting would be far away.
Finally, under Shu Qingqing's repeated instructions, their carriage slowly left He's Mansion, left the place where Chu Miao'er had lived for more than ten years, and set foot on the road back to Kyoto again.
When the carriage reached the corner of the alley, she vaguely saw a figure through the sparse bamboo curtain.
Chu Miaoer lifted up the bamboo curtain and looked back in confusion, only to see a lonely and lonely figure running in the opposite direction of their carriage, with a thin figure. Who could that be if it wasn't He Runjia?
"Miaomiao, do you want to say goodbye?" Fu Yunchi bent down and asked softly through the window. He and Tingfeng were riding horses and had already seen He Runjia, who was waiting and watching.
"No need," Chu Miao'er turned back to look at him, "I don't know what to say after we meet. She should think so too. I hope she will live well in the future."
She just felt a little sorry for Chu Miaoer, the only sister. If there were no such grudges and misunderstandings, she might also be a ray of light in her life.
Seeing her firm answer, Fu Yunchi nodded without any objection and continued to follow the carriage slowly.
He just reminded her casually, fearing that she would regret it if she missed it.
Before leaving the city, they made a special trip to that temple. Compared to Ling'an Temple, this place was much more depressed, with only a few pilgrims here and there.
"Tingfeng, just wait at the door. There is no need to follow." Fu Yunchi ordered calmly.
Tingfeng saw the prince leading the princess slowly into the temple gate, quietly came to Baitao, and asked with concern and embarrassment: "Bai... Baitao, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No!" Bai Tao blushed and shook her head, whispering, "Just stay outside and watch. I'll go in and sit down. My whole body hurts so much..."
Hearing what she said, Tingfeng quickly nodded in agreement, unable to conceal his self-blame: "It's all my fault... I should have exercised some restraint..."
"What are you talking about!" Bai Tao glared at him with a red face, cursed in a low voice for being immoral, held her waist and quickly got into the carriage.
Tingfeng stood outside and rubbed his nose, grinning. Thinking of last night's romance, a trace of spring breeze pride appeared on his face that could not be concealed.
"There are some changes here and in the impression, but..." Fu Yunqi looked at the scene in front of him and said hesitantly, "It seems that there are not many changes..."
Chu Miao'er knew the meaning of his words, took the incense stick from the monk next to him with a smile, donated some incense money, and then pulled Fu Yunchi out of the hall.
"This was the earliest temple in Tanglin, but it was built by the local people themselves. After the Tanglin War, most of the temples were destroyed. Some mansions here voluntarily donated money to renovate it," Chu Miaoer explained.
"However, Ling'an Temple is funded by the imperial court. In terms of decoration and scale, such a small temple is naturally incomparable."
Fu Yunqi nodded in agreement, just in time to see her frown slightly, and asked slightly worriedly: "Miaomiao, are you feeling unwell?"
"No," Chu Miaoer rolled up her wide sleeves in a deserted place, revealing a fair and slender wrist, "it was a little hot just now."
"It's just today?" Fu Yunqi was confused and quickly took her wrist to check carefully. But he didn't see anything abnormal. When he put his hand to cover it, he only felt that it was ice cold, and he didn't feel any heat.
It should have happened more than once or twice. Chu Miaoer thought carefully for a moment before shaking his head and replied: "I have done it in Jing'an Temple and Ling'an Temple."
"Otherwise, take it off. Anyway, I will always be by your side. If there is any danger, I will be there." Fu Yunchi carefully lowered her sleeves layer by layer and looked at her and said seriously.
Seeing his nervous expression, Chu Miaoer smiled and reassured: "It's not a big deal if I take it with me. It's probably because I have a predestined relationship with Buddha. Maybe this is Buddha giving me a hint? Let's go back..."
Fu Yunchi saw her face relaxed and quickly put the matter behind her.
"Let you sleep a little longer, what are you doing up so early?" After Chu Miao'er put down the curtain, she accidentally saw Baitao rubbing her eyes and chuckled, "Did you work hard enough last night?"
"I don't know how long it has been, but they were so noisy last night that my head was dizzy," Baitao complained with a pout, obviously Baitao didn't understand what she meant.
Chu Miao'er didn't ask any further questions. After placing the pillow behind her, he looked at her slightly narrowed eyes and said softly: "There's still an hour before we leave the city. Let's get some sleep first."
"I'm not sleepy, slave... I'm not sleepy..." Baitao couldn't help it, so she covered her mouth and yawned as she spoke. She was probably really tired, so she turned her head and fell asleep after a while.
This action just exposed the skin under her clothes. Chu Miaoer didn't want to take a closer look, but the red marks of different sizes were particularly obvious on her fair skin, and she couldn't even pretend to turn a blind eye.
"Tingfeng is really a brave man..." Chu Miaoer shook his head with a smile, and his murmuring words happened to reach Fu Yunqi's ears outside.
The colorful clouds merged with the undulating mountains in the distance, forming an amazing Baili Gallery. Chu Miaoer rested her chin and stared blankly at the scenery along the road outside the window, enjoying the tenderness of the breeze blowing on her face.
"Madam..." Baitao woke up in a daze and called softly.
Chu Miaoer didn't look back, just hummed casually, looked out the window and said, "Yunqi, let's find a place to eat. I'm a little hungry."
In fact, she had eaten a lot for breakfast, but she just heard the white peach in her sleep and her stomach growled several times. She thought she hadn't eaten much since last night.
"Okay." Fu Yunchi nodded and responded.
Tingfeng, who was following him, also wanted to ask Baitao if he was hungry and tired, but since the two masters were blocking the front, he couldn't go past Fu Yunchi to ask, so he had to wait behind him in a hurry.
How could Fu Yunqi not hear the sighing behind him? He just pretended not to know and leisurely stood in front of him, leaving him helpless.
How childish. Chu Miaoer said secretly in his heart, but smiled lightly on his face.
The carriage slowly stopped in front of a restaurant, and Chu Miaoer was helped by Baitao to slowly get out of the carriage.
When the waiter who was guarding the door saw this, he immediately came forward with a smile on his face, nodded and bowed and asked: "Does this gentleman and madam need food?"
Fu Yunqi silently led Chu Miaoer around him and entered the store first. Tingfeng behind him threw a bunch of copper coins to him and said coldly: "Take good care of the horse." In a small place like theirs, this is still the first step.
This is the first time someone has rewarded someone with so much money.
"Okay, okay, thank you!" The man smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed to a slit, and he quickly took the horse's rope and carefully put the copper coins into his sleeves.
They found a quiet corner to sit down and randomly ordered a few dishes based on the waiter's recommendations. This place is not far from Dongling, but in comparison, the population seems to be withered.
The food was not very appetizing, so they took a few bites and then stopped using their chopsticks. They just rested for a while and then continued on their way.
And Al Yun's group, under his deliberate procrastination, finally slowly reached the border of Dongjue. The land of Dongjue was vast and flat, and the entire camp could be seen with just one glance.
"Little Khan!——" Dabaragan saw them from a distance and ran towards them from a distance of more than ten miles.
Seeing him stop in front of them panting and taking deep breaths, A Tong laughed so much that he bent over. Seeing him laughing at himself, Dabaragan slapped him on the head with one hand and said through gritted teeth deliberately: "You little fart."
You dare to laugh at me and ask you to bring the little Khan back early, but you have delayed me until now!"
Ah Tong covered his head, stuck out his tongue in grievance, hid behind Aryuna, and hesitated and defended: "Master Daba, you don't care about my business..."
Dabaragan tried to hit him again, but Aryuna stopped him with a voice.
"Isn't this back?" He said calmly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.
"Oh, little Khan, you are finally back! You don't know..." Dabaragan saw the gloomy Dabamutuo behind him and closed his mouth suddenly.
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Al Yunna turned his head and ordered: "You guys go down first."
"Yes." Their mission has been completed. No matter how reluctant Dabamutuo was, he could only agree and gave Dabaragan a hard look when he left.
Dabaragan was not afraid of him, and looked back at him equally fiercely. Ah Tong, who was the youngest and the simplest in mind, was full of doubts. He didn't understand why they were brothers, but they were jealous when they met as if they were enemies. But Ah Zhe
His eldest brother had told him since he was a child not to meddle in other people's affairs, especially the affairs of the royal family, and he had always kept this in mind.
After everyone left, Dabaragan said hurriedly: "I really looked forward to the stars and the moon to bring you back. The Great Khan now knows about Miss Yang who saved you!"
"How did Father Khan know?" Aryuna blurted out in shock.
"Oh, who else do you think it could be?" Dabalagan was impatient. At this time, his thick eyebrows were knitted together in worry, and he quickly said, "Erhan got the news from somewhere, saying that the person who saved you was a woman from Xiling.
, and you didn’t come back for a long time just to escort her back to Xiling, saying... that you forgot your identity and condescended to a wealthy woman, and now the Great Khan has lost his temper several times!"
Seeing that he pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, Dabaragan hesitated and tried to persuade him again and again: "Little Khan, not to mention that there are people who covet your position every day, let's talk about Ketun. She paid for it with her life.
Now that you have achieved your current status, we all know the attitude of the Great Khan. You must not be confused at this time! And Princess Yunduo..."
"Okay!" Aryunna stopped him sternly and said, "I understand. I'll clean up and go to Father Khan's camp to explain to him personally."
Dabaragan looked at his back, which was much thinner than before, and sighed repeatedly.