Li Youwei seemed to be very compatible with her, and smiled and shouted: "Sister Murong."
Murong Shunhua smiled slightly, then saluted Qin Yun: "Your Majesty."
Qin Yun nodded and muttered to himself what Shunhua is going to do.
"Master Jingyi, is that okay?" Murong spoke again at this time.
Jingyi frowned slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, I won't do it. As long as Your Majesty agrees to my conditions, you can hand over the remaining elixirs at any time."
"We can just leave here, and the well water will not interfere with the river."
Murong is suspicious, what kind of elixir?
But it wasn't the time to ask about this at this moment, she glanced at Li Youwei.
"Youwei consumed a lot in order to save our palace, so it was not a bad thing to stay for one night to raise it."
"If the master does not dislike it, I can borrow the classics from the Moon Palace from you to read."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yun was shocked, and Mr. Feng and others also opened their eyes wide.
The classics of the Yokomoon Palace have never been spread out, and I am afraid that only Mu Xin can view them, but now Murong has to take it out on his own initiative. Why is this?
The Lord of Jingyi Temple was slightly silent, and the classics of Yingyue Palace were still a bit tempting to her.
But he quickly shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness. I respect you for your invitation to the Moon Palace for a hundred years, but we are all leaving for both public and private."
Murong's face was very calm and he quickly said, "What if it was a book of letters from the ancestor Qingping'an?"
Jing Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and his tall figure shook significantly.
"What did you say?"
"Old ancestor's hand thorn?"
Qin Yun also cast a suspicious look. He knew how many moles there were on Shunhua's body. When did she have the hands of the ancestor Qingping'an?
Murong Shunhua smiled faintly: "Yes."
"impossible!"
"How could you have my ancestor's hand thorn? This is too strange."
"Empress Murong, I respect you, but don't treat me as a fool!" Jing frowned, a little displeased.
Murong Shunhua was not angry either and smiled and said, "I, Murong Shunhua, promise a thousand gold!"
As she said that, she took out a roll of ancient hand thorns from her cuffs, filled with mottled traces, and you could tell it was an old antique at a glance.
There is also a special badge from Qingping Temple on it.
Just one glance, Jing straightened her eyes and subconsciously reached out to get it.
Although Murong was pregnant, he was still very agile. He took a step back slightly and tied his hands away.
He smiled and said, "If the master wants to, please stay overnight. I want to treat Youwei well and practice it for her."
Li Youwei, who was standing beside her, was a little nervous, afraid that her master would be angry, but she couldn't interrupt this occasion, so she could only worry.
Jingyi withdrew his hand, looked at Li Youwei with his eyes under the white gauze, and then looked at Qin Yun.
Finally, his eyes were frozen on the note, and he was a little anxious. The ancestor's hand was a rare treasure, and maybe he also recorded some of Xi Qing's past.
She was moved.
Hesitated several times.
Gripping your teeth: "Okay!"
"I promise you, but there is a prerequisite that Your Majesty should have answered me long ago!"
"Whether water does not interfere with the river water, are you willing?"
"If you want, I can take out the pill now."
Everyone's eyes looked at Qin Yun again.
Although Qin Yun didn't know what was going on, it was worth keeping Li Youwei and practicing it for her once.
"good."
"The court and Qingping'an do not interact with each other and do not disturb each other."
This sentence symbolizes a lot of things. For some reason, Li Youwei on the side was a little depressed, and there were so many new friends she met here...
Jing's face relaxed when she heard this and suddenly glanced at Li Youwei.
"Youwei, did you hear it?"
"Don't interact with each other!"
She bit these four words very much, as if she had some other meaning.
Li Youwei's delicate body trembled, her eyes almost turned red, and she nodded repeatedly: "Yes, master, my disciple know."
She kept her head down and no longer looked at Qin Yun, and even hid behind Jingyi.
Seeing this, Qin Yun frowned slightly.
He understood that Li Youwei must have agreed to her master in exchange.
But after all, the two are masters and apprentices, and they are just passers-by, or friends who meet by chance, and they cannot dissuade them. What do you think more?
"This is the remaining treasure pill of the ritual, and Master Murong will swallow it in at least half a year."
"I will go down the mountain myself to cure your secret injuries."
"This is also the only last anxiety between the imperial court and Qingping'an."
"I hope your Majesty can keep your promise!"
Jingyi's palm looks very beautiful. When he spreads out a treasure pill, the fragrance of medicine is everywhere.
At the same time, he looked at Qin Yun tightly.
Qin Yun stepped forward and slowly took the pill.
For some reason, he was not in a good mood. He always felt that this pill was obtained after selling it to Li Youwei, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not.
He took the pill and suddenly felt something.
Looking to the left, he was peeking at Li Youwei with clear eyes.
She quickly lowered her head as if she was electrocuted.
Qin Yun smiled bitterly. This girl was really simple.
But unfortunately, the two were destined to be out of the same line. The nun and the emperor just thought it was so far apart.
At this time, Murong Shunhua generously took out the roll of hand and tugged it.
"Master, this is yours."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll get the hand and lead someone to run away first?" Jingyi looked at the hand and was moved, but she seemed not anxious, and looked at Murong with a flashing look.
She even didn't understand that a woman with a splendid world in the world would be willing to give birth to a child for a man like Qin Yun! She will be in this deep palace for the rest of her life!
Murong Shunhua closed her hair, and there was little breath in the world, but more of it was a woman's breath.
"I believe in the Master, just as the Master believes in me."
"Besides, Your Majesty is not that easy to fool." She glanced at Qin Yun, with a smile on her eyes.
Jing glanced at Qin Yun, who was calm and calm, and was slightly afraid.
Take one hand and hold it tightly.
"Okay, just one night!"
"Tomorrow morning, Qingping Temple will go back to the mountain several times."
"Where are my other disciples?"
Qin Yun said: "I turned to Wuyang Palace to meditate, you can go there now."
"Thank you."
Jingyi replied coldly, calmed down and gave a salute.
But that's all, it's like an iceberg, keeping people thousands of miles away, and I wish I could immediately draw a clear relationship with others.
She left under the leadership of the imperial guards.
Li Youwei also left, following Master Mie Jue, always lowering her head, like a little chick.
From beginning to end, she never talked to anyone.
Qin Yun watched and sighed.
In fact, I was still a little reluctant to let Li Youwei leave.
"Your Majesty, can't bear to part with Li Youwei?" Murong Shunhua raised his red lips and asked suddenly.
"Somewhat, but not what you think. I just think Li Youwei is a rare clear girl in the world, as white as a piece of rice paper, without any dust." Qin Yun said seriously.
Murong Shunhua squinted his eyes and joked quite playfully.
"He's a nun!"
Qin Yun was speechless: "I know, what's wrong?"
"That's right, so what about nuns?" Murong raised his eyebrows and chuckled and teased.
Qin Yun was covered in black lines and hugged her waist and walked towards Baiyu Avenue: "Stop playing word games, tell me, what's wrong with your letter?"