The evening breeze blew by, and a graceful and enchanting figure stood proudly on the edge of the Life and Death Cliff.
Wearing a simple crescent-colored skirt, fresh and elegant. Her uncombed black silk shawl fell down her shoulders, and the evening breeze blew by, flying freely.
The stunning face has no unnecessary expressions, and the dark eyes are as clear as a stream of water. The eyes are gentle, soft and clear, quiet and elegant, with a hint of sadness in the tranquility. There are slanting rays of light, no moon, no fog.
, and there were no clouds and smoke, which actually gave people a feeling of being away from this world. She was silent, as if all the noise in the world had ceased to exist, and everything under the sunset was so leisurely and peaceful.
Suddenly, there was a sound of feet stepping on dead leaves in the distance. Qingyan raised her head suddenly, turned around, and looked expectantly at the person who was slowly approaching.
"Senior sister...the girl you are talking about..." Long Yao couldn't bear it. Looking at Qingyan who suddenly turned pale, he couldn't bear to continue talking.
"What's wrong with Sang Yu..." She sighed faintly, her black eyes filled with mist, but she still refused to gather into tears. Ever since she left the palace, Qingyan swore that she would never let herself shed another tear.
"It is said that he was executed by Mu Chen." After Long Yao finished speaking, he looked at Qingyan nervously. Although he didn't know why the young senior sister cared so much about a palace maid, he could feel that the palace maid held a very important position in the young senior sister's heart.
The black eyes seemed to be getting darker and darker, and the pain that was being endured could explode at any time. A pair of pure black eyes had buried too many grudges and hatreds.
"Ah!..." A shrill scream, kneeling next to the monument on the cliff of life and death. One will take care of everything for you silently when you are the most helpless and miserable, and the other will put on a coat for you
The silly girl wearing the coat, the silly girl who risked her life for you, just left her like this?
Long Yao hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Qingyan. "Sister, your voice is just fine. Don't do this. You will get hurt again!"
"Long Yao, do you know? Little Senior Sister, I will never forgive him this time! Absolutely not!" Qingyan raised her head, her moist eyes soaked her eyelashes, casting a layer of haze. That beautiful face was forbearing.
The pain made Long Yao feel distressed.
"Muchen, I will never forgive you! Never!" The sad oath echoed on the edge of the cliff.
###One month later.
A carriage that was simple on the outside but luxurious on the inside was speeding along a small road. The trees on both sides were retreating rapidly.
"Drive!" A unique baby voice sounded. A rather imposing man was driving the carriage. His white clothes were already dusty. At this moment, he was holding an unknown weed in his mouth. He looked impatient. He looked back at the carriage from time to time, and saw
The car curtain that blocked the view turned his head helplessly. He muttered: "Really, I am also an elegant young man, but you let me be a car driver. Oh, it's unlucky." It seemed like a whisper, but the voice was loud enough to alarm the surrounding area.
A few miles away. It seems that he deliberately told the people in the car to hear.
"Hmm? You seem dissatisfied? Well, why don't you let me drive the car? Come in and sit for a while. Don't get too tired." The woman's melodious and natural voice came from the car, like a clear spring hitting water, especially light.
Hearing this, the driver suddenly lost his voice and his face dropped. She said it nicely. She was at least three months pregnant. It would be a joke to ask her to drive.
"Humph, little senior sister. Why are you rushing to Miao City in the southeast country in such a hurry? There is a raging war, and you, a Taoist woman, go to play in the mud?" The man who drove the car endured it and finally couldn't help it.
After asking, it was almost a month since they came out, and they have been riding in the carriage for this month. When Qi came out, she said, no one can live freely in the world. She thought she had left her heart and joined the world.
. He followed up in a hurry, but he didn't expect that he was working part-time as a coachman day and night. He was not allowed to hire a mediocre coachman, saying that the two of them were traveling around the mountains and rivers, and they felt uncomfortable around outsiders.
He now knows what it's like to travel around the mountains and rivers. It's just eating a lot of dust flying in the sky.
"Bah." He spat out the grass roots in his mouth. The elegant charm of a month's life in the rivers and lakes has long been forgotten. Instead, he has perfectly imitated the atmosphere of the people in the rivers and lakes and the flow of the bandits.
"There is someone I care about there." And she wanted to save him. "Long Yao, it's getting late. Let's stop and rest in the nearby Liuyue City. Let's continue our journey tomorrow." Qingyan opened the car curtain.
He said to Long Yao, who had an aggrieved expression on his face.
The difference from a month ago is that Qingyan now does not have the moon-white clothes. Instead, she wears some black skirts that are not suitable for women. She also has a black tulle wrapped around the tip of her nose and tied behind her ears, covering her stunning beauty.
The face is not obscured, but adds a kind of ethereal beauty. The red lips under the black gauze are slightly raised, sexy and charming. There is a unique orchid atmosphere on her body that makes people intoxicated.
"I care, I care, why don't I see that you care about me?" Long Yao said unwillingly after hearing the same answers.
"Long Yao is also the person that little senior sister cares about the most." Qingyan lowered the car curtain and said with a touch of ridicule.
"Humph, that's pretty much it." Long Yao whispered and smiled. After hearing these words, the fatigue from the journey disappeared. Instead, he drove the carriage in high spirits.
### "Master, look at the imprints of the wheels. There is probably one person in the car." A guard with a knife estimated the traces of the carriage that just passed by Qingyan and guessed. Behind him was a black carriage that was equally luxurious inside and out.
"Don't worry about it." The same delicate and gentle voice came out softly and weakly. "Really, Master?"
"Yes." A deep and mellow voice in the car responded coldly. The guard did not hesitate, directly got on his horse and called to the driver, "Let's go, we will settle in Liuyue City tonight."
The carriage followed the carriage tracks slowly.
It wasn't until the bright red sunset set towards the west that this noble and gorgeous black carriage gradually drove into Liuyue City.
"Sir, are you staying at Magistrate Liu's house or not?" the guard stopped his horse and turned back to the carriage and asked.
"It must be at Magistrate Liu's place. How can the emperor stay in a place like an inn where poor people stay?" As soon as the guard finished speaking, the delicate and soft voice spoke first, his tone could not hide his arrogance.
"Inn." After returning, the guard turned his horse and began to search for the most prosperous stage in Liuyue City. There must be the best inn in Liuyue City there.
"Master...is it wrong to say Qingxin?" He choked with a faint cry.
"I'm going on tour incognito, so there's no need to make a big show of it." It was still the same cold tone, without any warmth.