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The next day, noon.

The sky is clear and the autumn sun is shining brightly.

A tall crane-shaped ferry boat in the sea of ​​clouds pierced the sea of ​​clouds high in the sky above Hanjing, the capital of Dali, and slowly revealed its huge figure.

Zhao Rong took Xiao Qian'er and took a boat overnight, finally arriving in Hanjing again.

Hanjing's Yunhai Ferry crossing is built on a hundred-foot-high mountain not far outside the city.

At this time, the ferry on the sea of ​​clouds gradually tilted its bow downward, lowered its height, and prepared to land.

On a certain deck near the front, in front of the crowd, Zhao Rongzheng was holding his arms on the railing, looking down.

Xiao Qian'er followed him closely, standing on tiptoes and holding the railing with her hands, looking at the scenery below.

The Yunhai ferry slowly landed. At the ferry crossing on the top of the mountain below, there were dense crowds of people. It seemed that a welcome ceremony was being held, and it was unknown who they were welcoming.

"Ah, brother Rong'er, there are so many people here. Are they sent by the pretty widow queen to curry favor with you again? Well, I don't know if that interesting little emperor is here..." Xiao Qian'er looked curiously.

He pointed down, his slender index finger pointed at his pink lips, and muttered.

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, "What a pretty widow queen, don't scream."

"oh oh."

The young Confucian scholar glanced at the crowd below. It was indeed lively. No need to guess, it was just for him.

However, Zhao Rong was not surprised. After all, before returning to Duyou City by boat the day before yesterday, he greeted all the forces in Dali, and today he returned on time and on time without any delay.

"Ha... what a show..." Zhao Rong shook his head and laughed at himself.

Now that he is taking the lead in presiding over the Zen Ceremony that is about to be held, every move he makes is the focus of all forces in Dali, and it is difficult to keep a low profile.

"Oh. Where is my 'personal maid'? Isn't she not here..." Zhao Qian'er was about to smile, but suddenly she retracted her smile because she saw a certain graceful and beautiful figure.

Now, I haven’t run away secretly these days, okay, okay.”

The little girl nodded her head and looked at Su Qingdai, who was at the front of the crowd below, with a calm expression and tone of voice.

When Zhao Rong heard this, he couldn't answer the question.

Xiao Qian'er actually wished that a certain fairy named Su would take the opportunity to run away. Well, it wasn't that she really ran away. After all, she came here for free, and later even hooked up with a Nanshan poem, which the old Zhao family would never do.

Even when buying and selling at a loss, the little girl also kept the family tradition in mind.

She wanted to catch Su Qingdai after she escaped, and then she could justifiably whip her in front of Zhao Rong to train her.

In addition, Zhao Qian'er had another thought in her mind. If Su Qingdai ran away while Brother Rong'er and she were away, wouldn't it prove that she was a coquettish woman who deceived men? Any chance of being the right one would be just an excuse...

However, it is a pity.

Su Qingdai didn't know whether she was really determined to follow the right one, or whether she was too smart to be fooled by Xiao Qian'er.

At this time, she was picking up the boat among the crowd below, and the way she was dressed...

Zhao Qianer puffed her mouth slightly.

Zhao Rong glanced around and caught a glimpse of the figure of a stunning woman in a tall black dress at the front of the crowd who were solemnly receiving the boat below.

I saw that Su Qingdai was wearing a slim-fitting dress as dark as night, with the image of stars left by Nanshan Pinshi flowing on it, just like the starry sky.

Her makeup is exquisite, with a mysterious and elegant purple veil, revealing a pair of long eyes that are cold and arrogant, and her long black hair falls straight down like a waterfall.

It seemed that he knew that a certain young Confucian scholar liked this kind of cold dress of a woman with long black hair and straight hair.

Su Qingdai stood proudly and elegantly at the front of the crowd, standing out from the crowd. She suddenly became the most eye-catching sight among men at this ferry, attracting countless eyes.

However, this stunning iceberg fairy in black dress did not even look at the men around her. Instead, she raised her head slightly and stared unblinkingly at the Yunhai ferry that was gradually approaching and landing.

Her cold and pretty face, which was as cold as ice for thousands of years, seemed to reveal a look of anticipation and longing. Especially after her eyes met with Zhao Rong, who was leaning on the railing on the boat, a slight blush appeared on Su Qingdai's cheeks, and the corners of her lips curved...

The scene of the "iceberg melting" of this stunning fairy on the famous Dali Mountain immediately attracted the attention of countless people at the ferry. The noise in the crowd could not help but be half suppressed, and everyone's eyes were stunned: This cold and arrogant person

Fairy Su is so... shy!?

On the deck, Zhao Qianer's sharp eyes caught the eye-catching scene for the first time.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Rong, who had a calm face, and then at Su Qingdai, who had a happy face below. Xiao Qian'er couldn't help but bite her lip, straighten her small breasts, and glare at the latter with her peach blossom eyes.

"Oh, Hu Meizi...little Hu Meizi..."

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Zhao Rong briefly glanced at Su Qingdai below, then quickly looked away, without looking at the crowd again, to see what kind of people came...

On the side, Xiao Qian'er held Brother Rong'er's arm and hummed for a while, then her expression suddenly became calm.

She remembered what the young lady had whispered to her in private yesterday.

Xiao Qian'er tilted her head, squinted slightly, and looked at the stunning woman in black skirt below the boat who had a similar temperament to the young lady but a completely different personality.

Her lacquer-like eyes moved very smartly, "Oh, Miss and I can't cure you?"

Zhao Rong turned a deaf ear and did not pay attention to the tacit and dangerous little war between these women.

He has more important things to do, especially during the next period, he is expected to be very busy.

Xiao Qian'er and Miss Su didn't care how they made trouble, as long as it was within the scope of his acquiescence and they didn't cause any trouble for him.

Otherwise, they will all be spanked...

The Yunhai ferry is getting closer and closer, and the noise at the ferry is getting louder.

Zhao Rong shook his head and turned around to get off the boat.

Before leaving the deck, he looked up at the sunny sky and suddenly recalled some things that happened in the days before returning to Duyou City.

I remember that day, when Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu, Xiao Qianer and others had just arrived ten miles outside Hanjing, they ushered in a grand ceremony that was ten thousand times more lively than the ferry pick-up at this time - the great departure from Dugu

The queen and the young emperor, together with the civil and military personnel of the Manchu Dynasty and 300,000 people who left the court, welcomed everyone...

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PS: The next few chapters will explain the few days that the protagonist skipped before returning to Hanjing.
Chapter completed!