Snowflakes are falling.
The entire Qingyun Temple was silent.
The stone door of Lingyuan Cave slowly opened.
Taoist Yunshang brought Luo Qingzhou and Nangong Meijiao out of the cave without asking any questions along the way.
Taoist Qingyou had already been waiting on the bridge not far away.
Taoist Yunshang brought the two people to the bridge and said in a gentle voice, "Qingyou, send the two guests down the mountain."
Taoist Qingyou glanced at the two of them and couldn't help asking, "Can you get Zhu Yan's blood?"
Taoist Yunshang smiled slightly but did not answer.
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Thank you for your concern, senior. I have got the medicine."
Taoist Qingyou showed a hint of surprise on his face, and moved his lips as if he wanted to ask something, but he finally held back and bowed his head slightly and said, "Please come in, both of you."
Luo Qingzhou and Nangong Meijiao bid farewell to Taoist Yunshang.
Taoist Yunshang held a whisk in his hand, put his palms together, looked deeply at the young man in front of him, and said kindly: "If you two have time in the future, you can come and visit me more often."
"must."
The two of them bowed and left with Taoist Qingyou.
After entering the Taoist temple.
Taoist Qingyou couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Young Master Luo didn't come, how did you get Zhu Yan's blood?"
Nangong Meijiao took the initiative to answer: "We have his token, Zhu Yan knows him."
Taoist Qingyou showed a look of astonishment on his face: "Is that it? Zhu Yan is willing to give you blood?"
Nangong Meijiao said: "That's it."
Taoist Qingyou frowned, a thoughtful look appeared between his brows, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Master Luo is not only extremely talented, but also has mysterious methods. He can make that Zhuyan so obedient. It really makes me feel incredible."
Nangong Meijiao smiled, glanced at someone next to her, and said nothing more.
Taoist Qingyou glanced at the two again, and without asking any more questions, he said, "By the way, Lingxiao Sect's Peak Master Linghu is still waiting for you in the Guanyun Room."
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes upon hearing this, turned her head and looked at someone beside her and said, "Should we go and call Peak Master Linghu to join us?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "It's getting late, let's go down the mountain and let Peak Master Linghu rest in the temple for a night."
Then he said, "Master Qingyou, you don't have to see us off. We can go down the mountain by ourselves."
After saying that, he took Nangong Meijiao and left quickly.
Taoist Qingyou stood there, watching their backs gradually walking away. After thinking for a while, he turned around and walked towards the Guanyun Room.
Luo Qingzhou took Nangong Meijiao by the hand, walked out of the Taoist temple, and walked down the stairs quickly.
Snowflakes are still floating in the sky.
There was a thick layer of snow on the steps, which made a squeaking sound when one stepped on them.
"Walking so fast, are you feeling guilty about something?"
Nangong Meijiao asked with a cold snort.
Luo Qingzhou said calmly, "Why should I feel guilty? It's just too late. We have to go down the mountain quickly. Once the city gate is closed, we won't be able to get in."
Then he looked at her and said, "You don't want to stay in a shabby inn outside the city on such a cold and snowy night, do you?"
There was a gleam in Nangong Meijiao's eyes. She looked at him thoughtfully without saying a word.
Luo Qingzhou pulled her and walked down the stairs quickly.
Since both of them were warriors, their lower bodies were extremely stable, so they were not afraid of slipping.
Nangong Meijiao's eyes flickered and she said nothing more.
Unexpectedly, just as the two of them reached the foot of the mountain, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind them: "Chu Feiyang, did you get Zhu Yan's blood?"
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to stop and turned around and asked in surprise: "Hey, Uncle Master, why haven't you left yet?"
Linghu Qingzhu was dressed in a thin green dress and was not holding an umbrella. An invisible air current was swirling around him, blowing away the falling snow.
She glanced at the two of them with cold eyes and said, "I'm waiting for you."
Luo Qingzhou asked respectfully, "What do you want, Uncle Master?"
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said calmly, "You are a disciple of Lingxiao Sect. You can come here to visit, but there are some things that cannot be revealed. Especially things about your current identity."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I haven't told anyone."
Linghu Qingzhu glanced at the person next to him.
Luo Qingzhou added: "Except the disciple's family."
Nangong Meijiao was just about to pinch the nails on the palm of his hand, but suddenly she slowly let go, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment, then said, "Aren't you going to return to the sect to practice? With your talent, only in the sect can you unleash your greatest potential."
Luo Qingzhou bowed and said, "Uncle Master, please go back first. I still have some things to do. Besides, I like to be with my family and don't like life in the mountains."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him and said nothing more.
Luo Qingzhou bowed and said goodbye, then took Nangong Meijiao away.
Linghu Qingzhu stood where he was, looking at the two men's backs with a cold expression, her green skirt swaying gently in the wind and snow.
"Chu Feiyang, remember our agreement. I will wait for your notice."
She suddenly shouted.
Luo Qingzhou froze and did not answer. He pulled the person beside him and quickened his pace.
The two men entered the small house in front, said something to the old Taoist priest in the house, and then went to the stable at the back to get the horses.
"Didn't the princess come on horseback?"
Luo Qingzhou asked.
Nangong Meijiao pouted at the horse Lubma beside him and said, "Isn't this the horse of this princess?"
Luo Qingzhou did not ask any more questions. He led the horse out and asked, "My princess, would you like to sit in the front or in the back?"
Nangong Meijiao raised her eyebrows, looked at him and said, "Do you want me to sit in the front or in the back?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the horse's back, thinking of the two embarrassing moments, and immediately said, "My lord, you should sit in the back."
Nangong Meijiao glanced at him and said, "Okay, then you go up first."
Luo Qingzhou immediately jumped onto the horse, stretched out his hand, and prepared to pull her.
Nangong Meijiao walked to the front, hugged the horse's neck, raised her long legs, flipped her body, and sat directly in front of him with her skirt flying. Then, she moved her perky buttocks backwards and leaned close to his arms. She turned her head and looked at him and said, "Why should I listen to you? This is my horse, I can sit wherever I want!"
Luo Qingzhou felt the roundness of her buttocks, the softness of her hair, and the fragrance of her breath. He froze for a moment, hugged her slender waist, grabbed the reins and said, "Let's go, the city gate is about to close."
"drive!"
Nangong Meijiao suddenly leaned back in his arms, grabbed his belt with both hands, clamped her long legs on the horse, and drove the horse forward.
Luo Qingzhou hugged her slender waist, rocking in her flying hair. Looking back, he saw the figure in green standing alone in the snow, looking at them motionlessly, and quickly disappearing in the snow...
"Why, you can't bear to part with it?"
Nangong Meijiao asked, turning her pretty face to the side.
Luo Qingzhou did not answer, but looked at the wind and snow in front of him.
Nangong Meijiao leaned in his arms, bouncing up and down, staring at him for a while, and asked, "What did you agree on?"
After a pause, he added: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me."
Luo Qingzhou's body was stiff, feeling the girlish breath she exhaled, as well as the coolness and softness of her little hands, and said: "She wants to visit my house."
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes: "Go to your house? Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I am now a disciple of Lingxiao Sect, but they don't even know where my home is or how many people are in my family. This is not in accordance with the rules. After all, I am the disciple of the sect master. If they don't investigate clearly, they don't trust me."
Nangong Meijiao was silent for a moment, then said, "You have no home, and no family. Everything in the Qin family has nothing to do with you. You have to understand this."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course I understand. I won't use this identity to implicate them."
Nangong Meijiao asked: "Then how did you answer her?"
Then he added, "Do you need my help? If you ask me, I can help you have a home, and I can pretend to be your family."
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her delicate face, saying: "The princess is my family. As for home, we will have a home in the future."
Nangong Meijiao's eyes showed a touch of tenderness, and she said, "What are you going to do now? The Jinyiwei is investigating your background, and now the Lingxiao Sect is also investigating. Your life experience and background are blank. After a long time, someone will definitely suspect you."
Luo Qingzhou hugged her slender waist tightly, rubbed his cheek in her soft hair, and said, "I made a bet with her. She has practiced sword for many years and is very confident in her swordsmanship. I bet with her that as long as she beats my wife with a sword, I will let her come to my house."
Nangong Meijiao's eyes turned cold and her jade hands tightened: "Come to my house?"
Luo Qingzhou hissed and quickly explained: "It's not that kind of coming to the door, it's a visit."
Nangong Meijiao frowned and said, "She is the head of the Sword Peak of Lingxiao Sect. She is well-known even among the five major sects. Her swordsmanship is indeed superb. Who are you going to use to defeat her?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Xia Chan."
Nangong Meijiao was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then paused, turned to look at him and asked, "Is Xia Chan your wife?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course."
"Pooh!"
Nangong Meijiao suddenly spat at him and glared at him, "Shame on you, you are Chu Feiyang now, what does Xia Chan have to do with you?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her lips again, explaining: "Princess, Xia Chan is the only one in the Qin Mansion besides the Second Miss who knows my identity and has seen me wearing a mask. I gave my first time to her, and she also gave her first time to me, so she is my true wife."
Nangong Meijiao was stunned and silent for a while, then said, "It's unbelievable."
Luo Qingzhou sighed, "It's really unbelievable. I never thought that she would be the one to spend the wedding night with me."
Nangong Meijiao said: "I heard from Wei Mo that Xia Chan... is very pitiful. Chu Feiyang, you have to treat her well, understand?"
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and said, "This is the first time I've seen the princess not get jealous when I mentioned other women, and she even asked me to treat them well. It's really rare... Ah!"
Nangong Meijiao tightened her jade hands, glared at him and said, "She is different from others. No matter who I hate, I will never hate her."
Luo Qingzhou hugged her tightly and asked, "Why?"
Nangong Meijiao was silent for a moment, and said: "Because in front of her, even Wei Mo is just a third party."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything.
The horses ran fast in the snow.
The two hugged each other, swaying up and down in the wind and snow, and fell into silence.
After a long time.
Nangong Meijiao said, "Are you sure? I know Xia Chan's sword is very powerful, but compared to that Linghu Fairy, I'm afraid it's still far behind."
Luo Qingzhou said: "I told Uncle Linghu that we can only compete in sword moves, and we cannot use our skills, sword intent, sword aura, etc."
Nangong Meijiao said: "Even if it's just sword moves, it will be difficult for Xia Chan to beat her. You must not underestimate her. Even my father said that she is the genius with the greatest potential to become a saint with sword among the five major sects."
Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed with light, and he said: "If she is a genius, then Xia Chan is a sword fairy. Don't worry, I know Xia Chan's talent better than anyone else."
Nangong Meijiao turned to look at him and asked, "Why are you so lucky?"
Luo Qingzhou thought about it seriously and answered: "Maybe it's because I'm too good-looking, hiss..."
"Princess...Princess...slow down..."
"drive!"
Nangong Meijiao suddenly sped up.
Luo Qingzhou felt the cold wind blowing on his face, chilling him to the bone. His face suddenly twisted, and he hugged her slender waist tightly, burying his face in her soft hair and white neck. He shivered from the cold as the horse ran fast and bumped...
Half an hour later.
The two finally saw the city gate.
At this moment, Nangong Meijiao suddenly screamed "Ah" and fell off the horse.
Luo Qingzhou was injured and weak, and before he could react, he saw her fall into the snow. He hurriedly reined in the horse and jumped off.
"My foot... I sprained my foot..."
Nangong Meijiao lay on the ground crying out in pain.
Luo Qingzhou quickly picked her up and asked, "Which foot?"
Nangong Meijiao pointed to her left foot, then to her right foot, and said, "Both feet are sprained..."
Luo Qingzhou held her left foot and shook it, then held her right foot and twisted it left and right.
Nangong Meijiao kept making “ah ah” sounds.
"Is it really twisted?"
"Of course it's true, ah... it hurts!"
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to pick her up, walk towards the horse, help her sit on it, then climb onto the horse and look towards the city gate not far away.
At this moment, the city gate began to close slowly.
"drive!"
Luo Qingzhou immediately hugged her, grabbed the reins, and drove the horse forward.
Nangong Meijiao suddenly kicked the horse's neck with her left foot. The horse's head tilted and it suddenly ran towards the path on the left.
"Hello!"
Luo Qingzhou hurriedly pulled the reins in his hand.
Then the horse continued to run to the left, shaking its head as if it were crazy.
"Squeak..."
The city gate not far away was completely closed.
All the lanterns hanging at the city gate were extinguished.
The horse was back to normal now.
Nangong Meijiao immediately asked, "Chu Feiyang, what are you doing? You were running well, why did you suddenly turn? Aren't we going into the city? Where are you going to take me?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything. He looked at the closed city gate again and let the horse trot towards the road on the left.
Soon, an inn appeared in front of us.
Nangong Meijiao saw the inn and immediately turned around and glared at him, saying, "Well, Chu Feiyang, you actually want to take me to stay at the inn! You... you are shameless! You are vulgar! You want to take advantage of me, don't you? Don't even think about it! I would rather die than surrender!"
Luo Qingzhou had a cold face and ignored her.
Nangong Meijiao glanced at him and closed her mouth.
The two came to the inn.
The waiter came out immediately and helped the two men to lead the horses.
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Are there more rooms inside?"
The waiter said enthusiastically, "There are plenty, and the stove is still burning. Please come in, my two guests."
Luo Qingzhou supported Nangong Meijiao and walked in. He went straight to the counter, took out some change and said, "I want two rooms."
The shop owner was about to take the silver when Nangong Meijiao suddenly threw a gold ingot into his hand and said coldly, "I see your inn is so small, there should be only one room left, right?"
The shop owner was stunned for a moment, looked at the heavy gold in his hand, then looked at her, and immediately reacted, nodding his head and said, "Yes, two guests, there is only one room left in our shop tonight, it's a coincidence that you two came."
Then he said to the waiter at the back: "Go, take these two guests to Room No. 6!"
The waiter immediately agreed and said enthusiastically, "Two guests, please!"
Nangong Meijiao immediately stuck to Luo Qingzhou's arms, her face full of pain: "Quick, take me back to the room, my feet hurt, help me rub them..."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her feet under her skirt, and without saying anything else, he supported her and followed the waiter upstairs.
After the two went upstairs, the shop owner carefully checked the gold in his hand and said, "What a rich girl, she is so generous. That boy is so stupid, such a beauty came to him voluntarily, but he still wanted to open two rooms. It's a waste of talent, not a man..."
The waiter took the two people into the room, picked up the stove, bowed and left, and closed the door for the two people.
Luo Qingzhou helped Nangong Meijiao sit on the bed and asked, "Does the princess's foot still hurt?"
Nangong Meijiao frowned and said, "It hurts, of course it still hurts... Help me take off my shoes and socks, and rub it for me..."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and ignored her. He went over to close the window, locked the door, then walked to the chair in the corner and sat down. He took out the communication certificate and prepared to send a message to Zhu Yan.
Nangong Meijiao looked at him and suddenly said, "Chu Feiyang, you feel comfortable and then ignore me, right? My feet hurt, didn't you hear it?"
Luo Qingzhou frowned and glanced at her. Just as he was about to speak, Nangong Meijiao suddenly lifted her right foot and took off her shoes and socks, revealing a snow-white and beautiful jade foot. She then pointed to her red ankle and said, "Do you think I'm lying to you?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that her ankle had begun to turn red and swollen, his face suddenly changed. He immediately stood up, put away the message, and walked over.
"Is it really twisted?"
Luo Qingzhou squatted down in front of her and gently held her snow-white and slender feet. He immediately felt the touch was soft and smooth, as delicate as boneless, and his heart was moved.
"It's twisted, so is it? Is there any need for me to lie to you?"
Nangong Meijiao's eyes suddenly turned red, and she pouted her lips in grievance, then raised her other foot and said, "Take it off."