Chapter 583

That young master?!

Xiao Qingqian twisted his eyebrows and looked at Yin Zhuo, "this girl, can you describe the appearance of that young man?"

Yin Zhuo frowned, and his eyes were more alert.

Xiao Qingqian said: "my brother is naughty. He sneaked out with only one person. I'm really worried."

Brother, I only have one person with me

Yin Zhuo carefully distinguishes Xiao Qingqian's accent and believes Xiao Qingqian's words.

After listening to Yin Zhuo's description, Xiao Qingqian is sure that this warm-hearted young man is Wei Qing.

There was a great joy in his heart, and he gave thanks to Yin Zhuo.

Yin Zhuo has always been sensitive, vaguely feel that Xiao Qingqian's feelings for the younger brother is really too deep.

"Young master, if you can find your younger brother, please give us a message."

"Go ahead, please."

"We are going to get married. I hope he can find someone he likes, and he won't be sad when he hears the play again."

Xiao Qingqian's eyebrows tightened again, "what play text?"

After Yin Zhuo told him what the play was, Xiao Qingqian rushed to the teahouse.

When he learned that the play was only on at night, he turned out to be gloomy and terrible.

After running around for days, Xiao Qingqian originally planned to stay here for one night. However, with the news from Wei Qing, he just wants to catch up with her quickly.

However, just now Yin Zhuo said that she would show a sad look after watching the play, and he wanted to hear what kind of play it was.

After much deliberation, Xiao Qingqian decided to go back to the inn now. After listening to the play in the evening, he quickly left the city and drove all night. The distance with Wei Qing should be shortened.

Dark Wei hurried to make arrangements.

He was really too tired. After lying down, Xiao Qingqian soon began to breathe.

He had a dream that Wei Qing was sitting by the bed and looking at him quietly, his eyes were so gentle.

He smiles at her and even makes Wei Qing lie on his chest to listen to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Wei Qing is also a shallow smile, slowly lying on his chest, just when he is ready to hold Wei Qing tightly, Wei Qing suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Qingqian's breathing suddenly became disordered, "Qing'er, Qing'er..."

The dumb voice broke through his throat. Xiao Qingqian looked at the empty room and tugged at it.

"Lord, what happened?" The dark Wei hears his startled voice and rushes in.

Xiao Qingqian's face was full of loss, and he didn't say a word.

The dark Wei looks at him and sighs heavily in his heart. He poured a cup of hot water for him. "Lord, I'm sure I'll find the princess!"

"The most important thing at the moment is to find the yellow spring."

If you can't break the oath, there is always a barrier in Wei Qing's heart. I'm afraid that if the time goes on for a long time, he will really lose her.

The secret guards nodded, "brother Chen Cheng has sent all the secret guards out, and the Three Kingdoms of Xijing, Nanguo and Dongling have also issued notices. As long as someone can provide clues, there will be a heavy reward!"

Xiao Qingqian stretched his lips and nodded slightly.

In the evening, Xiao Qingqian came to the teahouse, bought tickets and sat down to see the play.

Maybe it's a lot of fate. In the next elegant room, the man accompanied Yin Zhuo to see the play.

Yin Zhuo remembered that Wei Qing regarded such a play as a comedy and told the man about the day with a smile.

The more Xiao Qingqian listened, the more painful his heart was.

He took a deep breath. Before finishing the play, he got up and left.

That night, everyone rode out of here.

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On the small path, Wei Qing looked at the ink chess with some resentment, "I said don't be so anxious, you have to say it's OK, you must be able to reach the next village before dark, OK?"

Mo Qi apologized, "please punish my subordinates!"

Wei Qing said, "if I punish you, you can take me to the next village?"

"Ouch --"

Her voice fell, suddenly heard the wolf howl.

The past is like a tide, rushing to my heart quickly.

The scenes on the Tianshan mountain made Wei Qing's eyes twinkle with tears.

Ink chess loves her, quickly changed the topic, "Miss, subordinate lit a fire, will you first placed in the tree."

With that, she quickly lit the fire with a fire fold and took Wei Qing to a tree.

"Miss, I'm going to play some game. You stay here first."

Wei Qing nodded.

Not long after Moqi left, a young man was sitting under a tree with an old man on his back.

"Dad, I also have no idea. This osmanthus hates you for breaking your leg and can't do farm work. I don't want to support you as a waste. Your son has no ability, so he can only abandon you! "

The old man's eyes were turbid and tears rolled down.

In the tree, Wei Qing listens to the dialogue between the man and the old man clearly, and his sense of justice explodes in his heart.

"Dad, don't blame me!" The man kowtowed to the old man and left quickly.

The old man cried until he choked. When another wolf howled, the old man was stunned.

Wei Qing was worried about him and jumped down. He took the old man's hand, felt his pulse, and examined the old man's leg.

If it had been treated earlier, it would never have been hurt like this.

Wei Qingning Mei thought about it and decided to help others to the end.

It happened that Moqi came over with the two rabbits. Seeing the old man on the ground, he twisted his eyebrows and said, "Miss, this man..."

Wei Qing will just say something simple, ink chess is also a face of anger.

After baking the hare, the old man also opened his eyes.

Smelling the strong flavor of barbecue, the old man looked at Wei Qing timidly.

"Don't be nervous, sir. We are not bad people!"

The old man cried again.

Wei Qing comforted him and talked with him, listening to what happened and where the old man lived.

The old man's family lived in Qianqian village. Before that, they came to escape. They brought up their only son and married him. I thought that my son and daughter-in-law would be filial to him in his later years, but unexpectedly, he was left in the wilderness with his broken leg.

Ink chess smell speech, the frost color on the face is thicker.

"Such bastards should be sent directly to hell!"

Hearing this, the old man stopped his tears, held Wei Qing's hand, and begged: "the two CHILDES are warm-hearted. Although my son and daughter-in-law are not filial, my grandson is very lovely. If something happened to them, my grandson would be an orphan! Now I'm in such a situation that it's only my grandson who can suffer! "

Wei Qing's face was solemn, and he thought about it seriously.

After daybreak, Moqi helped the old man on the horse, and the party went to Qianqian village.

"Isn't that Lao Wang tou?" Someone saw the old man on the horse with a surprised look on his face. "Who are these two young people?"