On the Yunwu River, it was as quiet as ever.

Luo Qingzhou led the horse and boarded the boat. He looked at the calm river surface and felt a little worried about Long Er.

Long Er should be in retreat at this time, right?

Don’t you know Sister Yue is already here?

If Long Er is alone in the Dragon Palace, if something goes wrong during her practice, who can help her?

The river wind blew in, bringing with it a biting chill; the snowflakes fell slowly and disappeared into the river, leaving no trace.

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while and decided to send another message to Sister Yue to inquire.

He took out the messenger document and was about to send the message when he subconsciously looked up at the man on horseback.

Linghu Qingzhu lay there quietly, with his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembling, his tall chest undulating slightly, his black hair falling down, sliding down from one shoulder like a black waterfall, and falling next to the horse's belly.

As the boat swayed slightly...

Luo Qingzhou took out the blanket from the storage ring and covered her body.

Immediately, I sent a message to Sister Yue to ask if she was already here.

When the boat arrived at the riverside, the source replied: [Yeah]

Luo Qingzhou immediately said: [Okay, I'll go there later]

The other party did not reply again.

Luo Qingzhou led the horse ashore and went directly around to the back mountain.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain and was about to take the man off the horse, Linghu Qingzhu suddenly said: "Go back and leave me alone."

Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled, and saw that she still had her eyes closed, lying motionless on the horse, and worriedly said: "Uncle, I'd better send you up."

Linghu Qingzhu buried his cheek in the horse's mane and said in a cold voice: "No need."

When Luo Qingzhou was about to say something else, Linghu Qingzhu suddenly moved his foot and kicked the horse in the belly. The horse actually raised its hoof and started to climb the mountain.

Luo Qingzhou watched her going up and down on horseback, and could only say: "Uncle, go back and have a good rest, remember to drink more hot water!"

Linghu Qingzhu remained lying on the horse and pretended not to hear.

After the figure at the foot of the mountain turned and left, Fang's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes. She looked dazed for a long time. Fang supported the horse's back with both hands and slowly straightened up. There was something unknown on her still cold cheeks.

At this time, two blushes appeared.

The horse continued to walk through the snow and the rugged mountain road, climbing up step by step.

She stayed for a while, then put away the blanket, straightened the dress behind her, tied the red rope on her back, took out a comb, and slowly combed her long hair...

…

Return to the cave.

She sat down by the bathtub, closed her eyes, and started to think.

There was a strange and powerful warm current in her body, exuding a scorching hot breath, blending into the energy that had been accumulated in her body, and began to flow along her meridians, to her limbs and various acupoints.

A sword shadow formed by condensed sword intent flew out from between her eyebrows, and suddenly turned into countless sword shadows in the entire cave, crisscrossing and forming a sword array net, covering her at the center.

…

When Luo Qingzhou returned home, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere at home.

The whole family gathered in the hall, and even Miss Qin, who rarely came out, stood in front of the window.

Brother Qin clenched his fists with anger on his face.

Qin Wenzheng looked gloomy and remained silent.

Song Ruyue was holding a handkerchief and wiping her tears, shedding tears.

Miss Qin also frowned and remained silent.

When Luo Qingzhou walked into the hall, everyone looked at him.

Without waiting for him to ask, Song Ruyue cried and said: "Qingzhou, your eldest brother is going to be beheaded. Poor Lang'er, he was loyal to the country and served the court wholeheartedly, but he ended up like this, ugh...

…”

Luo Qingzhou's expression changed and he said: "Is there any news about eldest brother?"

Second Miss Qin said in a low voice: "Dad went to the city to inquire today. News came out from the inner city that my eldest brother will be beheaded outside the Meridian Gate in the palace in three days for the crime of deceiving the emperor and treason."

Qin Chuan on the side said with red eyes: "If you want to accuse me, there is no excuse! My eldest brother is loyal to the emperor and even more loyal to the country. How can he deceive the emperor and treason?"

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, you stay at home while I go to the city alone to help my elder brother redress his injustice!"

After that, he got angry and left.

Qin Wenzheng immediately shouted angrily: "Stop!"

Song Ruyue ran over and cried in a hurry, hugged him tightly, and begged in tears: "Chuan'er, you can't go. If you have another misfortune, my Qin family will be extinct..."

Qin Chuan clenched his fists and stood at the door for a while, then suddenly burst into tears: "It's all my fault that I'm incompetent, it's all my fault that I didn't work hard. If I've cultivated to the level of a great martial artist, why do I need to be so cowardly? Go straight to the palace,

Just kill all those sons of bitches!"

Qin Wenzheng slapped the table and glared at him angrily: "You are not incompetent, you are stupid! You are ignorant! Even if you are at the level of a great martial artist, so what? You don't have a great martial artist in the palace? There are ten people in the palace.

The Great Guard, the leader of the Royal Forest Army, which one is not in the realm of a great martial artist? You broke in alone, are you afraid that one of your eldest brothers will die? Or are you afraid that I, the Qin family, will not have an heir apparent? Idiot!"

Qin Chuan said with tears: "Dad, if the child is in the realm of a great martial artist, he can at least go in and fight with them. Now the child is watching helplessly as his elder brother is about to be killed, but he can't even enter the palace gate. He is so useless and useless.

…”

Qin Wenzheng's face was ugly, his hands holding the armrests of the chair were trembling slightly, and he looked at him. He did not continue to reprimand him, but suddenly sighed and said: "The matter has come to this, what's the use of talking about this matter?

, no one can save it. This is the path your eldest brother chose, and you can only let him finish it by himself. Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. Since he has chosen this path, no one else can blame him."

At this point, he suddenly seemed to have aged many years, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Actually, I had already guessed this outcome from the day he chased him out of the city and returned without hesitation..."

Song Ruyue cried louder.

Mei'er, Qing'er and other maids were also wiping tears outside the door.

Everyone else also had tears in their eyes.

Only Miss Qin, dressed in a white dress, stood in front of the window, quietly watching the falling snowflakes in the courtyard, her expression still cold and calm.

It seemed as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

The atmosphere in the room was sad and depressing. No one spoke anymore, only low sobs.

Qin Wenzheng sighed and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, let's go back. I only heard about this matter. I will go to the city to inquire about it tomorrow. Maybe things will turn around."

Song Ruyue cried: "God bless me, bless my Lang'er..."

Everyone was silent.

The cold wind howled outside the door and snowflakes flew around the corridor. I don’t know if it was God’s response or the snowflakes’ comfort.

Luo Qingzhou helped Miss Qin wrap her fox fur tightly, and then helped her leave. From the beginning to the end, he said one sentence and no other words.

Pearl and Xiaodie were holding lanterns in front.

Qiu'er held an umbrella in her hand and stood on the other side.

Several people walked through the corridor, passed through the arch, and came to the backyard.

When I was about to go back, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and saw that Miss Qin was following behind. Bai Ling was holding a flower umbrella for her, while Xia Chan was holding a sword and silently following behind the two of them.

Second Miss Qin stopped, turned around and said softly: "Sister, it's still early, let's go to Weimo's room to talk."

Before Miss Qin could answer, Bai Ling immediately said crisply: "Okay, okay, Second Miss, I haven't eaten enough just now and I'm so hungry. Do you have any osmanthus cakes there?"

Miss Qin Er smiled softly and said: "Yes, let Qiu'er warm it up for you later."

Bai Ling's face revealed two sweet dimples, and he said crisply: "The second young lady is so kind."

Then he hugged Miss Qin's arm and said, "Miss, let's go sit down, okay?"

Miss Qin was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Bellington smiled happily and winked at Miss Qin Er.

Miss Qin Er walked to Miss Qin, held her hand, and said softly: "Sister, you didn't eat just now, are you hungry? I'll ask Qiu'er to heat up some food for you, okay?"

Miss Qin said calmly: "No need."

The two sisters held hands and entered the small courtyard.

Luo Qingzhou followed behind, deliberately lagging a few steps behind, walking with Xia Chan, taking the opportunity to reach out and hold her cold little hand, and whispered: "Is it cold?"

Xia Chan struggled for a moment and whispered: "No, it's not cold."

Luo Qingzhou rubbed her little hands, and when Bai Ling turned his head and looked over furtively, he immediately glared at her.

Bailington pouted her little mouth, snorted, turned away, and jumped up to catch up with Miss Qin and said: "Miss, when you enter the room later, remember not to sit around, be careful to sit where my uncle has been sitting.

Okay. My lady’s skirt is so clean, so don’t get it stained by dirty uncle.”
To be continued...