Chapter 120

The first snow this winter also indicates the official arrival of winter.

When I first went down the mountain, it was still snow. When I came to the foot of the mountain, it had become goose feather snow, and the paths were dyed white by the snow.

The carriage rolled along the path, leaving deep ruts and drifting away.

Inside the car, Qian Yu glanced sideways at the willow shade making tea with hot water. A cold feeling flashed across her lips: "she didn't go with me. You seem very proud."

Liu Yin is usually a person who is neither happy nor angry, but today he has a little more smile, which is really unusual. After thinking about it, it can only be because Yi Xiaoqiao didn't come with him.

Liu Yin made a cup of tea, handed it over and said in a deep voice, "she is not suitable for the emperor."

"Oh?" Qian Yu raised her eyebrows.

"First, she was originally the girl of the Qiao family and the daughter of a merchant. Her identity was different. Second, she was a mountain thief. Even if the emperor was willing to take her back to the palace, it would only be bad for her, not good."

"Oh." Qian Yu sneered and sipped hot tea: "you think of her."

"Surely the emperor can see that Miss Qiao's ambition is not here."

Qian Yu sipped her tea and thought of her shining starlight eyes and her clumsy salute. Such a person is really not suitable for the palace. There are too many rules and regulations in that place, turning people into heartless wood.

"She's very interesting." Qian Yu said with a slight sigh, "it's not like the woman I've always seen."

"Former Princess yunjiao, you seem to say the same." Liu Yin added another cup of hot tea.

"Yun Jiao?" Qian Yu sneered: "she's really different. After all, it's Mu Yi'an's childhood sweetheart. Naturally, it's not comparable to ordinary people."

Liu Yin frowned when he heard it. He looked at Qian Yu in a complicated mood: "I don't know something about my subordinates."

"You want to ask me why I always aim at Mu Yian?"

The willow shade is silent, only drooping his head.

There was a faint sound of horse hoofs outside the carriage, which was very clear in the snowy day. Qian Yu opened the curtain on the side of the carriage and looked out. He saw a fast horse running in the wind and snow. The people on the horse wore a black cloak to cover their appearance and shape. One person and one horse passed through the wind and snow like a black and red flash. He watched the man go away until he could no longer see him, Then he put down the curtain and said, "some people in the world are born enemies and never die."

As soon as Liu Yin's eyes narrowed, it was suddenly difficult to understand such Qian Yu. Although he was not like Chuiyang following the emperor since childhood, the emperor he knew was not like this before. Why is his temperament so uncertain now.

"Chui Yang is just in shape and should not be frozen. He went down and changed him." Then, without waiting for Qian Yu's consent, he bent down and drilled out of the carriage.

Qian Yu glanced sideways at the curtain of the carriage. A cold feeling flashed across his lips, but he didn't say much.

Heavy snow, can only vaguely see the city in the distance, is a dark fuzzy outline.

Walking on the path back to the city with an oil paper umbrella, peach complained endlessly: "this gentleman brought us out, but didn't send us back. Instead, he gave us two umbrellas and told us to go back by ourselves. What's this called? He deliberately bullied people."

Peaches are really angry. You know, there's still a long way to go home.

What's more, it's still snowing now. Even if it's cold, the key is that the snow is getting bigger and bigger. She can't see the road clearly. She's fine. There are people practicing martial arts around. The foundation is there. She has gone through the most difficult road, but Xiao Qiao is different. She is a weak woman. She has a deep foot and a shallow foot. She nearly fell several times.

"He may be in a hurry to go back. Maybe there's something at home." Yi Xiaoqiao answered lightly, but there was no unhappiness at all. After all, she could also breathe a sigh of relief and return to her normal life, otherwise she really didn't know how long she had to disguise.

"I've always wondered who this gentleman is. Madam, have you known him long ago?" Peach looked at her curiously, his eyes full of curiosity: "it seems that you knew him when you were in Qingyun stronghold."

"This..." Yi Xiaoqiao had not figured out how to answer. He was about to prevaricate, but suddenly heard the sound of horse hoofs behind him, making a quick decision like running thunder.

She heard the sound of the horse's hoofs very familiar. Looking back, she saw a red horse approaching her quickly.

The man on the horse was wearing a black cloak and a wide hat covered his face, but she still felt her sharp eyes, like a sharp sword straight at Yi Xiaoqiao.

It was time to avoid, but her feet seemed to have roots and couldn't move.

The man approached quickly, a hand stretched out under his cloak, and the snowstorm wrapped around his sleeve.

When he passed her, Yi Xiaoqiao stepped forward and grabbed the hand.

Everything is nothing but lightning and flint. When the peach reacts, Yi Xiaoqiao has got on the horse and merged into the wind and snow with the man. The peach opens his mouth and mutters wrongly: "you're not authentic."

Yi Xiaoqiao was tightly held in his arms. Her body felt the familiar temperature, and the tip of her nose was the familiar taste. She seemed to have thousands of words, but all of them stuck in her throat.

The umbrella in her hand was swayed wildly by the strong wind, and the umbrella surface covered her face and separated her from the man. With hope in her heart, she slowly removed the umbrella surface and looked up. For a time, she was both sigh and joy. Her heart was full of happiness.

His face was hidden in the wide hat of his cloak, and the black velvet edge was shaken by the wind and snow. Even though his expression was not clear, he could still feel the burning eyes, which were dazzling and could not be avoided.

It's him. It's really him.

Her hands loosened and the oil paper umbrella slipped from her fingertips. It seemed that her nervous mood suddenly relaxed. She retracted into his warm arms and whispered, "how did you come back?"

"The war subsided, made some arrangements and came back as soon as possible." Mu Yian's voice is still so low and gentle, like a cello song played in a hurry, stirring people's heartstrings.

Yi Xiaoqiao's lips flashed a little smile, and his heart suddenly blossomed because of this sentence.

Great, he's back.

Is she

"When will you give me the jade card? The matter of blood lotus teaching is over."

Mu Yian: "

After holding back for a long time, he finally found his voice: "you are my wife. Can you first care about being a husband and then ask him for something? Where do you put your face?"

Yi Xiaoqiao was thrilled by what he said about being a husband, and smiled: "I'm not afraid you'll forget. Remind you earlier."

Mu Yian raised his eyebrows.

Yi Xiaoqiao asked, "how are you? Aren't you hurt?"

"That's not true." Mu Yi'an was in a better mood. Seeing that the city gate was imminent, he slowed down and moved forward slowly: "I received a message from a flying pigeon that the leader of the blood lotus sect ran away."

Yi Xiaoqiao sighed: "yes, Chang Daren protected her with the life of the whole family. It's really a thousand calculations. He didn't count that Chang Daren's coward is actually a person of the blood lotus sect. He even hid the leader of the blood lotus sect."

Yi Xiaoqiao thought of Chang Daren's "panic" remarks in Yunfan restaurant that day. At that time, Chang Daren clearly acted for her to dispel her concerns, but he didn't find it. He thought he was much greedy and was afraid of being targeted by Xuelian cult. It was ridiculous.

"In this way, the blood lotus sect is really a disaster to the country and the people." Mu Yi'an's voice was deep and seemed to sigh.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked back at him strangely: "what's the matter? Is it in the border town..."

"Although the headquarters and branches of the blood lotus sect have been broken up, some blood lotus sect members have fled." His words stopped here. He didn't tell Yi Xiaoqiao that he was hesitant to pursue them. Now it seems that it's impossible not to kill them, otherwise the blood lotus sect will come back together again, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yi Xiaoqiao didn't know what Mu Yi'an was thinking. He just raised his heart and asked depressed, "you don't want to say that if you can't catch the leader of the blood lotus sect, won't you give me a jade card?"

"How." Mu Yi'an couldn't cry or laugh: "I'll take it down for you when I have to go home."

He smiled and pinched her little face, but his eyes were a little stunned when touching the scar on her little face. The red and shocking scar was like stabbing a knife into people's heart.

"Your Yi Rong painting is not very good." He whispered, frowning. He was very unhappy: "it's better to find Lin Yi to learn next time."

"This is what Lin Yi painted. Is it ugly?" She covered the scar and asked.

"It's ugly." Mu Yian nodded positively.

"If I were so ugly, would you still marry me?"

Mu Yi'an turned his mouth and looked disgusted: "I don't want to."

"I knew you judged people by their appearance." Yi Xiaoqiao rolled his eyes and snorted discontentedly.

"Unfortunately, I've married now and I can't go back." Mu Yi'an said with a smile.

"You can write a divorce. When you want three wives and four concubines, write a divorce to me..."

Mu Yi'an hugged her slender waist and hugged her in his arms. Yi Xiaoqiao's voice stopped, and his voice with a slight sigh echoed in his ears, deep and hoarse, with the heat.

"Madam is right."

"..." why did she suddenly feel so oppressed?

She hugged his waist, glared at him and complained, "hum, if you're ugly, I won't marry you!"

Mu Yi'an smiled: "sit still."

A horse belly, Chifeng turned into a red wind and went straight to the city gate.

The wind and snow quickly backed up around her, and her hair flew in the air, beating her face. Yi Xiaoqiao buried his face in his chest and smiled.