Chapter 106 Fengshan

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"Miss, how did he do it?"

Nang Gong Bingyu smiled, how did she explain it? This should be an initial magic performance. Although the technique is still poor, it is better than this era. Rare things are precious.

After thinking about it, Nangong Bingyu said, "Actually, these things have been hidden in his body and robe. When they are covered with cloth, they should move quickly and take out the flowers. They are just some blindfolding methods, and the flowers will not really be endless."

The drizzle nodded, and a pair of big eyes still watched the performance excitedly. At this time, a thin cloth man suddenly hit the drizzle. He had to squeeze out desperately. When he passed Nangong Bingyu, he was grabbed by Qiu Yang and carried his back collar. Qiu Yang stared at him coldly with a pair of ice eyes and took out a light green brocade bag embroidered with exquisite lotus flowers from under the man's wide sleeve robe.

Seeing the familiar money bag, the drizzle touched his waist, and his face suddenly darkened. He took the brocade bag in Qiu Yang's hand and said, "It's my money bag."

Hearing this, Nangong Bingyu quickly stroked her waist and breathed a sigh of relief. The Yu Linglong given to her by Cheng Ye was still there.

This jade is a priceless treasure for Cheng Ye and an important clue to solve the mystery of Qiu Yang's life. So she has always carried it with her, and she really doesn't know where to put it better. Nangong Bingyu sighed that no matter where the world is, there are thieves and robbers.

The man in cloth has felt Qiu Yang's chill and has been in the market for so long. He still knows who can be provoked and who can't be provoked. At present, he dares not struggle any more. He immediately cried sadly and cried bitterly, "Uncle, I, I'm wrong. There is still an 80-year-old mother in my family, I--"

That man is probably often staged in such dramas, so he speaks very well. There must be a more miserable life later, but Nangong Bingyu wants to laugh very much. This man's story should also be combined with reality. He seems to be less than 20 years old at most. Where did the 80 mother come from!? Qiu Yang also looked impatient. He coldly threw out a "roll" and threw the man aside.

The man didn't care about the pain of falling all over his body. He quickly got up from the ground and said, "Mr. Xie, I'll get out of here immediately." As he rolled and crawled, he staggered into the alley and quickly disappeared in front of their eyes.

In this way, a farce ended, and the lively crowd gradually dispersed.

Nangong Bingyu looked at the drizzle and whispered, and asked softly, "It's getting late. Go back, right?"

"Good." The two replied in unison. After being disturbed by the thieves, they have no interest in shopping any more. Fortunately, they are almost there.

Today is a festival. There are many people on the street, and the small roads have long been blocked by crowds. Nangong Bingyu did not travel by carriage. Several people walked back laughingly. Nangong Bingyu walked side by side with Qiu Yang all the way. Listening to the chatter discussion between the two maids in her ear, she couldn't help raising a smile. Sometimes people are really an emotional animal. In such a peaceful and festive festival, even the usually cold wind seems to be dispersed by people's enthusiasm. , become warm.

returned to the residence, and in the carefully decorated courtyard, even in winter, there is still no trace of bleakness. On the edge of the courtyard, there are several evergreen trees. Although they are not lush, they are full of vitality compared with the fallen leaves floating everywhere outside.

The moon is rounder.

Under the moon shadow, a plain white figure looks particularly eye-catching. The long uncombed hair hung at her feet, black and soft like forging, in sharp contrast to the white robe, and Yuehua was coated with a faint soft light.

Nangong Bingyu held the jade in her hand and looked at the moon. The faint purple light reflected the bright moonlight. The dazzling jade in his hand is even more eye-catching.

Some problems are piled up in her mind, which makes her unable to figure it out, and she feels a little powerless.

At this time, she likes to enjoy the moon alone in this dark night, which will calm her heart, but tonight, it seems that she can't do it. Nangong Bingyu went to the stone bench in the middle of the small courtyard and sat down and gently put the jade in her hand on the stone table. Nangong Bingyu said to the person who had been standing behind her for a long time: "Sit down. Are you looking for me for something?"

Sitting on the stone bench beside her, Qiu Yang's eyes did not leave Yu Linglong on the table and said calmly and affirmatively, "This is his belongings." But now, it is in her hands.

Nangong Bingyu nodded calmly and replied, "Yes. I was entrusted to find its upper part. She found a hard job for herself.

Qiu Yang asked, "Is this jade related to me?"

Since he remembered, Cheng Ye has been carrying this jade and often came out to touch it. When he was a child, he sometimes rubbed the jade while staring at himself, but his eyes were scattered and he didn't know what he was looking at. He always knew that this jade should have something to do with his background, but he didn't think that it still had a subordinate. Hearing that this Yu Linglong was not given by Cheng Ye to Nangong Bingyu, his restless heart seemed to calm down inexplicably all night.

"It can be said that there is or no." That Shangque belongs to his mother, which may also have something to do with her death, which is indeed related to him. But these are all the kindness and resentment of the previous generation. What does it have to do with him?

Cheng Ye hasn't told him for so many years, so he should think so.

Nangong Bingyu looked at Qiu Yang beside her and asked with a smile, "Do you want to know?"

Qiu Yang's cold voice replied indifferently, "I'm not interested." His background doesn't matter at all, and he doesn't care who he is.

Nangong Bingyu smiled softly. This man is always so cool. Every time he mentions these things, he is always indifferent like a piece of ice.

However, she had better not expect Qiu Yang to have a warm side after following such a ruthless person as Cheng Ye since she was a child.

Forget, it's rare that there is no wind tonight. Sitting in this small yard, I don't feel cold. I looked up at the bright moon in the sky. Nangong Bingyu said lightly, "Then accompany me to enjoy the moon. It's rare that the weather is good tonight."

Qiu Yang did not answer, but sat quietly beside her and accompanied her.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking of whispering with us." Nangong Bingyu smiled lightly.

Qiu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly with excitement in his tone, "Have you also found it?"

"How can't you find it? Although outsiders don't know that chanting is sick, will you and me not know? These days, she has been healthy and hasn't even taken medicine, and she is still lively.

"What are you going to do with this person?" Qiu Yang asked.

"Watch the changes, but everything should be careful." Nangong Bingyu answered him with a smile, "Go back early and have a rest. It's time to go on the road tomorrow."

"Okay, you too."

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"Miss, look, it's snowing."

The exclamation of the drizzle made Nangong Bingyu, who was casually turning the page of the book, raise his head and open the bamboo curtain. It was already silvery outside. Nangong Bingyu smiled and said, "Well, this is the highest mountain nearby. After this Fengshan, it is Fengcheng, which is very close to the Phoenix Pass."

Before they went up the mountain, it had not snowed at the foot of the mountain. Unexpectedly, the temperature difference under the mountain was so big, which showed how high the mountain was. There are many mountains near Fengshan, which are stacked, and it is also difficult to build official roads, so it is the fastest and only way to go to Fengshan.

The drizzle was about to ask Qingyin to come to enjoy the snow, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Qingyin's pale face with his eyes closed. The drizzle immediately came to her side, held her hand worriedly, and asked, "Miss Qingyin, are you not feeling well?"

leaned against the wall of the car, shook his head with a smile, and said weakly, "It's nothing. Maybe it's too bumpy and a little dizzy."

Nangong Bingyu said lightly, "Then take a break in the front."

The carriage stopped in a relatively wide open space near the top of the mountain. Nangong Bingyu got off the car first. The snow did not stop, but it was much smaller. She took a slowly falling snowflake and watched it gradually melt in the palm of her hand. Nangong Bingyu took a deep breath. The cold wind and the snow made her an unbearable cough. Get up.

The most exciting thing is the red soul. Such weather is what it likes and is most used to, so since it entered the north, it has been in a passionate mood, especially today when it snows, it runs more happily. After a long circle nearby, the red soul finally quieted for a while, stopped beside Nangong Bingyu and kept holding her cheeks with her forehead. Nangong Bingyu dodged helplessly, and the heat spewing from the red soul's nose made her itchy. Finally, I had to pat its head and pat it for a long time before it came down honestly.

"Miss, please add more clothes. It's so cold." While shivering and adding clothes to Nangong Bingyu, he watched the red soul run happily in the snow. On this cold day, it was covered with short hair and was not afraid of cold at all. It was really enviable.

The drizzle has been living in the south. For a while, I can't adapt to the weather in the north. I have worn three layers of cotton-padded jackets inside and three layers outside, and I still keep rubbing my hands. Nangong Bingyu patted her red face and smiled, "Go to the carriage and don't catch a cold."

The drizzle quickly shook his head, shrank his neck into the violet scarf given to her by Nangong Bingyu, reached out and continued to fall, and said happily, "It's so beautiful here. I want to see it."

She has never seen such a snow-white scene between heaven and earth. There are no other colors, pure and simple. It turns out that spectacular is also a kind of beauty, which makes people inexplicably awe. She feels that she is so small in this world. She unconsciously took a step forward and wanted to integrate into the snow white, but she forgot that she was on the edge. At this step, she almost stepped into the abyss.

Nangong Bingyu's eyes quickly grabbed the arm of the drizzle, took her away from the edge of the cliff, and said worriedly, "Be careful, the peaks around Fengshan are stacked. It's not a joke to fall from here."

The drizzle was also shocked. Looking at the place where she stood just now, there was no sound when the stone she stepped on fell down. She couldn't help swallowing, took a step back, hid behind Nangong Bingyu, nodded and replied in a stunned way, "Oh."

Nangong Bingyu smiled, which seemed to scare the little girl this time. However, she understood the feeling very well, which seemed to be uncontrollably wanting to get close to the silver-covered world in front of her.

"Miss Qingyin, how are you?"

The drizzle has been silent, but quietly looking at them. Their faces are pale and uncomfortable, they should have more rest in the carriage. It's freezing. Miss Qingyin has never been to the north like herself, and she has dressed so little. No wonder she is sick.

The southern barbarians are a country adjacent to the Arctic country, but the Arctic country is a poor country, while the southern barbarians are rich, but the number of them is small.