Taking this opportunity, Ye Dong put his hands on the chair, jumped up and ran away without even glancing at the jade pendant held in Chu Qiluo's palm.
At this moment, Chu Qiluo was finally sure that he had no nostalgia for this identity at all. While he was doubtful in his heart, with a slight move of his hand, Lu Chun jumped out and grabbed Ye Dong in one fell swoop before he jumped out of the window sill. He stretched out his finger.
Then he tapped his acupuncture point.
"Let me go! You stinky girl, don't fall into my hands!"
Slowly walking in front of him, Chu Qiluo turned slightly, holding the jade pendant on her fingertips and smiling lightly: "Prince Dong, let me remind you that now, you are captured."
"If you know I am the prince, let me go immediately! Otherwise..."
"What else?" Lu Chun wiped his face back to normal and kicked him hard on the leg: "I'll tell you first! Be honest with me. If you don't, I will let you..." She
With a smile, Ye Dong pinched Ye Dong's face hard, which meant a strong warning.
If a tiger falls in Pingyang, will it be bullied by a dog?
If this dog wasn't her own, she would really think so. Chu Qiluo coughed slightly and pulled Lu Chun away: "Ye Dong, what's your ranking?"
"First! I have no father, no mother, no brothers, and I am the only one in the world!" Ye Dong glanced at her angrily, closed his eyes and remained silent no matter how she asked.
It seemed that there was nothing more to ask. Chu Qiluo frowned and carefully hung the jade pendant back on his waist: "You put it away, this... can't be thrown away."
With a wink, Lu Chun reluctantly stepped forward to relieve Ye Dong's acupuncture points.
As soon as Ye Dong relaxed, he immediately returned to his playful and smiling character. He stretched out his hand and stroked Lu Chun's face: "Little girl, learn from your master, this is the demeanor of a general!"
"What are you going to learn? Get out of here." Lu Chun slapped him with his palm, and Ye Dong turned around and backed away, retreated to the window, and jumped down.
After closing the window, Lu Chun pouted: "Qiluo, you are giving him too much credit!"
"It's easier for him?" Chu Qiluo held her chin and smiled: "Don't you want him to stay? He is such a big living person, and he is also a noble son. You have to take care of him both for food and clothing. Do you want to be tired?
Are you going to kill me?"
In fact, what she was thinking about was Ye Dong's identity. Did Ye Langxie know about it? Should she tell him about her meeting with Ye Dong here? Ye Dong's sudden appearance could not be an accident. He had hidden it for so many years.
, how come it suddenly appears as soon as you say it will appear? It’s just right, not too early and not too late…
After thinking about it again and again, I decided to pick up a pen and leave a letter. Flying pigeons to deliver the letter would be a good idea. Except that it was not very safe, it was pretty good.
After a night's rest, the three of them continued on their way early the next morning. On the way, they received a letter from Ye Langxie: "Three days in Linxian County."
"What do you mean?" Dong Ling and Lu Chun looked at each other, but Chu Qiluo held the letter and smiled slightly: "He is coming."
She has to wait for him in Linxian for three days before he comes, but before that, she needs to contact Hongyi to find out what happened in the Imperial Capital.
They settled down in Linxian and received a letter from Hongyi in the evening.
She didn't say how the palace was, but said something that everyone expected. Chu Yiyi suddenly appeared after disappearing for a few days, and she returned to her hometown in fine clothes. She bought a compound in the middle of the capital, with hundreds of slaves.
She spent money every day like water, but she never even frowned.
Where did Chu Yiyi get so much money? Chu Qiluo's heart sank, what did she do these days when she disappeared? The money was definitely from a bad source, and she had better not get into any big trouble.
She had something to worry about in her heart, so the days passed like years. Dong Ling saw that she was anxious, so after thinking about it, she wanted to catch her at noon the next day: "Miss, I want to go to Beijing first."
The two people's eyes met, and they both understood their respective feelings. Chu Qiluo pondered for a moment and nodded heavily: "Dong Ling, thank you."
"This is a matter of servitude." Dong Ling took out the horse and prepared the luggage. She had already made up her mind and just informed her.
The winter spirit was getting further and further away, but Chu Qiluo felt her heart heavy, vaguely feeling like something was going to happen...
After sending Dong Ling off, the sun was scorching, the air was dull, the wine flags flying on the inn were dim, and there was no breeze. She turned around and walked into the inn, when she suddenly heard the sound of a piano.
The sound of the piano is low and melodious, with a hint of charm. Everyone who listens to it is thirsty and their face is red. It is obviously the trick of the witch again. She is here again? What does she want to do again?
Chu Qiluo frowned. She had to stay hidden during this trip. She thought he was not trying to trouble her, so she decided not to wade into the muddy water. She lowered her head and walked into the wing, calling softly: "Lvchun, Lvchun?"
Luchun is not in the room.
She suddenly woke up and felt a chill all over. The sound of the piano had actually stopped. It was quiet everywhere. Chu Qiluo could even hear her own quiet breathing. Among the empty customers and under the swaying curtain, her lips trembled.
, raised his voice: "Young Master, we have fought and reached a consensus, haven't we? Why be aggressive?"
"I don't want to force you." The witch's voice floated from all directions, as light as smoke and as thin as mist: "But if you don't drink the toast and eat the fine wine, His Highness can only ask you to leave."
It's the prince again. Chu Qiluo has a headache: "Hasn't His Highness returned to Beijing?"
"I'm back." The witch's voice became more and more careless: "That's why I was sent here to ask you to see him."
She promised that Ye Langxie would wait for him here for three days... Today was the second day. If Ye Langxie kept up his good intentions and brought fewer guards, he could arrive tomorrow. Can she delay it for such a day?
Frowning slightly, Chu Qiluo showed a troubled expression: "Young Master, it's not that Qiluo doesn't show respect, it's just that I'm waiting for news that is very important to me. Can I give you two days of grace?"
"Go, or not." The witch completely ignored her, and when she exerted force with her hand, she heard Luchun let out a low sound, and it was obvious that her throat was being held.
"Don't hurt her!" Chu Qiluo looked around but couldn't hear where the witch was speaking. She could only show a hint of anger: "If you hurt her, there is no need for us to continue talking!"
"It's refreshing." The witch smiled lightly: "Half a stick of incense, Miss Chu, see you under the willow tree outside the city."
What can half a stick of incense do? Chu Qiluo quickly spread out a piece of paper, lightly wrote a few lines of words, called for a carrier pigeon to tie it up, and then fluttered it and let it fly.
After watching it disappear into the sky, she safely picked up her luggage and went downstairs. Walking on the stairs, she walked in a hurry and accidentally bumped into someone. She whispered: "Sorry."
"You don't have eyes when you walk! How dare you bump into your grandpa and me!" The man completely ignored her and pushed her from the second floor while she was walking.
"You!" Chu Qiluo quickly stretched out her hand to grab the handrail, but the moment she raised her eyes to glare at him, she saw him blinking at her covertly. Is this?
The witch's voice sounded in the distance: "Be careful!"
She suddenly understood the man's good intentions, raised her lips and smiled, pretending to be overwhelmed and gently letting go of her hand. If a fall could break the witch's bones, why wouldn't she do it.