Chapter 541

It's a pity that the beauty has been thrown into the lake, and even the body can't be salvaged.

"So, this lake has the origin of the beauty lake. Some people say that the beauty's body disappeared because the beauty directly became the lake." Green bamboo voice is full of exclamation and yearning.

He also wanted to see what such a beauty looked like.

It is said that all the portraits left by the beauty were taken away by the king, but the king ran away later, and all the portraits were lost. I don't know whether they were burned or left to other places.

Or, when the prince fled, he ran away with the portrait of the beauty.

Jiang Wanbai also sighed after listening to it. Qingzhu came back to her senses and asked, "master, did you think of anything?"

"What do you think of?" Jiang Wanbai raised her eyebrows slightly. Qi Qingxing held a glass of water and handed it to her. She was too lazy to reach out, so she drank water with Qi Qingxing's hand. After drinking, her voice was much more comfortable, and she said, "I'm curious. Since the Lord killed all the insiders on the ship at that time, how did this thing spread out?"

However, this sentence did not put Qingzhu down. Qingzhu said: "in the storybook, after the people on the ship were killed, no one picked up the corpse. Later, the king ordered to burn the boat. At that time, a man did not die, but fell into the lake and escaped from life. When the king ran away, the story was told and recorded in the story book."

"Oh..." Jiang Wanbai suddenly realized that she was still skeptical about the truth of the story. However, she didn't tell it directly in front of green bamboo, but said, "I didn't find anything."

Just at this time, the carriage had reached the moon lake. Green bamboo stopped the carriage and jumped down first. Then he turned around and said, "young master, the carriage has arrived."

Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing got off the carriage. Today's weather is not particularly good. Especially in the afternoon, the sky is overcast and there is a cold wind blowing by the lake. It's very cold.

At this time, no one came to the moon lake.

"Hold Mrs. Tang." Qi Qingxing put out his hand to cover up Jiang Wanbai's cloak, then went to the carriage to take down Mrs. Tang and put it into Jiang Wanbai's arms. In the morning, the weather was not so cold, and Jiang Wanbai still felt a little hot when she held her. Now it's completely different.

Mrs. Tang almost became her treasure again.

Jiang Wanbai hugged Mrs. Tang and frowned slightly. He said, "I always feel that it's especially cold here. The cold air is trying to drill into the clothes. OK, do you feel it?"

"A little bit." Qi Qingxing nodded and looked at the green bamboo.

Green bamboo a face of blankness, scratched his head, silly ha ha way: "probably I wear a lot of, do not seem to feel cold hey hey."

Jiang Wanbai took a puff from his forehead and couldn't help saying: "green bamboo, I don't think your life style is particularly vigorous. How can you not be afraid of cold at all? Do you have any way to keep warm? "

"Ah?" Qingzhu was more at a loss. He hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "more clothes?"

"How many are you wearing?" Jiang Wanbai asked.

Green bamboo stretched out three fingers, "three, ah, are very thick."

As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that Jiang Wanbai would not believe him. He also reached out and patted him on his chest. When he took the picture, his voice was really stuffy and puffing, which was really thick.