The female officer in purple stood there, watching Zhao Lingfei's leaving figure with a smile on her face. Not long after, the female officer behind handed over another plate full of purple flowers. She turned around to take it and continued to distribute it.

Jiang Chebai and Zhao Lingfei were walking down the stairs of the observation deck together.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Lingfei lowering her head and caressing the petals of the purple flower. Then he handed the purple flower in his hand over, "Junior Sister Lingfei, this is a gift for you."

Zhao Lingfei glanced at it, shook her head slightly, and did not pick it up.

Jiang Chebai said helplessly: "I am a layman who can only appreciate swords. It is useless to ask for flowers. Put it in my hand and I will throw it away when I get down from the mountain. I might as well take it from my junior sister."

Zhao Lingfei remembered that Qian'er seemed to have talked to her about wanting to come to Youshan to enjoy the purple flowers.

This time Qian'er was in the middle of a trial and didn't get the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to go up the mountain, and the purple flowers in her hand had to be given to Mr. Bai.

Zhao Lingfei thought for a while, thanked her, and casually took the purple flower from Jiang Chebai.

The two of them walked down the viewing platform and down the mountain.

In a lively restaurant.

Zhao Rong stared closely at the two blurry figures on the water curtain who were about to walk out of sight.

After seeing the man carrying the sword hand something to Zhao Lingfei, who took it.

Zhao Rong, who had been motionless before, suddenly stood up.

He picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, not even letting the tea leaves go...

Zhao Rong lowered his head, gently placed the tea cup, closed the tea lid, and stood there in silence for three breaths.

He put down a spiritual stone, and the next second, he quickly left without looking back.

A group of curious-looking customers were left behind, as well as the restaurant waiter who was staring blankly at the spiritual stone on the table.

Gui glanced at the color of Zhao Rongxin Lake and was a little confused, "Where is Mr. Zhao going? Don't do anything stupid. We met that person on the river last time. He is a golden elixir sword cultivator..."

The sword spirit paused for a moment, and then asked again: "How about we tolerate him for a while, go to Nanxiaoyaozhou to practice for ten or eight years, and then come back to regain our place?"

Zhao Rong uttered two words lightly.

"Shut up."

Jiang Chebai and Zhao Lingfei went down the mountain together.

Just now, Concubine Zhao Ling took over the purple flowers, which made him feel relieved and happy.

But.

At this time, he was paying attention to Zhao Lingfei out of the corner of his eye, and found that she was looking straight ahead and did not turn her head to look at him.

and.

Still keeping a distance from him that made him feel uncomfortable.

The distance is like a chasm.

He wanted to cross over, even get a little closer.

But Jiang Chebai didn't dare.

On his way down the mountain, he got into some kind of tangle.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the exit at the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Chebai wanted to move slower, but the woman beside him still walked very fast, so he had to go up further.

Jiang Chebai was worried about gains and losses for a while.

He knew that Zhao Lingfei's temperament was aloof and arrogant, she didn't talk much and she concentrated on her practice.

Because in a sense, he is also the same kind of person...at least he used to be.

So he understands that except for a very small number of people with this kind of personality who are truly cold, most of them are cold on the outside and hot on the inside. They are cold just because they have not met the right person.

And once you fall in love with someone, it is likely to be your whole life, and you will never be able to pretend to be anyone else.

According to his observation, there seemed to be no trace of other men around Zhao Lingfei, and she did not mention any man except the teacher during the chat.

But if you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.

What if, like him, we suddenly meet him?

Besides, what on earth is she thinking? It seems like they have known each other for a long time...

Zhao Lingfei didn't know that Senior Brother Jiang beside her, whom she had met no more than ten times in her memory, had so many thoughts on his mind, but was focused on going down the mountain.

Because of today’s trip to Youshan.

The red color all over the mountains and plains, and the happy look of Senior Sister Lu in her wind robe, reminded her vaguely of a night that was also filled with red.

Zhao Lingfei slightly closed her narrow eyes like autumn water and looked straight ahead.

Dressed in white, she walked through the dazzling flower forests that looked like wedding dresses.

At this time, the scene above her inner lake was strange.

It turned out to be a lotus pond.

If Gui could take a look at it, he would definitely praise him for being half as good as he was back then...

Such a vision in the inner lake must be the embryo of a sword immortal who has never been ranked first in the world.

But.

At this time, the lotus pond was in a special condition. Looking around, there was no water in the pond, only mud in the pond. However, there was a green lotus in the pond, but it still stood vigorously. It was not stained by the mud, had no vines or branches, and was neatly planted.

.

This strange scene of half withered and half full of vitality makes the brilliant green lotus extremely charming.

Without a source of living water, the main meaning of a Confucian saint's poem "to wash the water without being evil" is lost.

If you look carefully, you can find that there are two flying swords hidden in the lotus pond of Fangxin Lake.

A dazzling handle is hidden in the charming green lotus.

One handle has a dull color and is half-way inserted into the dirty mud.

At this moment, the green lotus plant was not moving in the wind, swaying slowly...

Zhao Lingfei's steps were getting faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the exit of the mountain.

finally.

Zhao Lingfei and Jiang Chebai walked through the gate and stepped out of Youshan.

Under the secluded mountain.

Many guests have left, but many are still staying.

Either they brought their servants with them, but the road was congested, or they were chatting with people they knew in twos and threes, preparing to discuss a place to go and reminisce about old times.

As soon as Zhao Lingfei and Concubine Zhao walked out, they attracted the attention of many people.

Most of the people around them are monks from Duyou City, and you can roughly guess their identities by seeing how they are dressed.

Moreover, the five senses are very keen, and an attentive person can tell who this young man and woman are from just a few words.

Zhao Lingfei glanced around and immediately found Ning Ying and her companions from the Taiqing Mansion who were waiting for her. She walked directly to that place without saying goodbye to Jiang Chebai.

It's just that the gazes of the companions in the Taiqing Mansion were a little strange, and Ning Ying raised his head slightly and pointed in Jiang Chebai's direction with his pointed chin.

When Zhao Lingfei saw this, she shook her head calmly and ignored them.

behind.

Jiang Chebai felt melancholy when he saw the woman leaving without saying hello.

He looked around quickly.

He didn't see the little girl in pink skirt who looked troublesome at first glance, and the ambiguous looks from some people made his heart warm.

Jiang Chebai instantly released the restraint on Han Chan behind him.

The chirping of cicadas makes the birds happy.

The trembling sound can be heard dozens of meters away.

"Junior Sister Lingfei, please stay!"

Everyone looked sideways and the noise gradually stopped.

Ning Ying chuckled.

Among the crowd, a young Confucian scholar who had already arrived stared silently, clutching the jade plaque at his waist.

Very tight.

After taking a few steps, the woman who was one of the two people receiving the attention of the audience stopped.

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you have something important?"

Jiang Chebai's teeth trembled slightly, "There is indeed something very important that I want to tell Junior Sister Lingfei."

Zhao Lingfei's back was silent for a moment, then she turned around and faced Jiang Chebai.

Eyes facing each other.
To be continued...