The next morning, the snow all night long decorated the mountains with a layer of silver.

On the path at the entrance of the village, Song Yufu had a small package hanging on her shoulders, her eyes were red, and she stood with her maid Doudou and said goodbye to the old master standing under the big locust tree.

Without his granddaughter substitute, the old master changed into a Confucian shirt and held a ruler in his hand, with his expression as calm as ever.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving... I'll go to Jiangnan and wait until the prince returns to Suzhou."

"You're afraid you won't be able to come back, and the girl won't stay, let's go."

"How could it be..."

Song Yufu tightened the fiery red cloak on her body, her expression was a little restrained, and she bowed a blessing.

Ah Huang squatted beside the old master, waving his tail and his eyes were low, obviously he couldn't bear to protect his master for half a year; the big white goose was arrogant and screamed twice. Although he couldn't understand, he understood that these two disasters finally didn't disturb the young master's cultivation.

After Xu Buling raised his hand and bowed and said goodbye, he turned around and took the two little girls away. He walked not far away. The old master said:

"If God doesn't take it, he will suffer the consequences; if the time comes, he will suffer the consequences. You should do it yourself."

Xu Buling stopped, thought for a while, and chuckled:

"Do not get money when you are in trouble, and do not get away when you are in trouble. I have a sense of my own heart."

The old master nodded slightly and said nothing more.

After a while, the three of them arrived on the path outside the mountain, and the ox cart was parked at the intersection.

Song Yufu stayed here for half a year and was obviously reluctant to leave. She sat down on the ox cart, hugged her knees and looked at the invisible deep mountain village, speechless for a long time.

The maid Doudou is very happy. She grew up in Chang'an City since she was a child. Her parents also became servants in the wealthy houses. She stayed under others and had no worries about food and drink. She still liked lively places. And now she is the lady's personal maid. The handsome and indifferent young master next to her is obviously the lady's lover, so she will have to marry her in the future. Thinking of this, Doudou occasionally blushed.

The three of them were sitting in the ox cart like this, like a young couple working in the city, slowly sailing towards Tanzhou City more than ten miles away... ——

The wind was rustling in the river, and the cold weather made the maids on the boat not want to go out, and hurried in the room and waited for the boat to set sail again.

On the deck facing the shore, Ning Yuhe, wearing a white dress, stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes fixed on the crowd, searching for a trace of a murderous spirit.

Now he is still a Taoist priest, but Ning Yuhe is afraid of blaspheming his clothes and no longer wears Taoist robe. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and is not afraid of the cold. He wears a lighter autumn skirt, his chest is full of tension, and his almost flawless white face seems to be integrated with the wind and snow, which is even more moving than the snow scenes all over the mountain.

Maybe I didn't notice it, but Ning Yuhe was indeed a little better than before, just like the long-drought flowers were nourished by sweet rain, and they had a little more feminine taste from their bones, and the inner temperament that was so vast that it kept thousands of miles away slowly melted.

People come and go on the shore, and the harming spirit seems to have really left.

Ning Yuhe was a little confused and wanted to put the blame for losing his virginity on Zhongli Jiujiu, but after calming down, he was so unconfident again.

What she said and did that night might have been a little impulsive, but she did it voluntarily. She remembered it clearly, and now she just felt embarrassed and ashamed, and had no regrets at all.

But how could I do this...

After Ning Yuhe thought about it, she was struggling inside, and a slight sound of footsteps sounded behind the deck.

Ning Qingye slowly walked to Ning Yuhe's side and looked at him in confusion;

"Master?"

"Ah—oh..."

Ning Yuhe was so scared that she came back to her senses. She quickly put away her random thoughts and turned around with a smile:

"Qingye, what's wrong?"

Ning Qingye noticed that his master was a little restless these days, and stood in front of him and asked:

"Master is in a bad mood these days. He drove Ye Jiuniang off the boat yesterday. Did that crazy woman mess with you again?"

Ning Yuhe didn't dare to look at his apprentice in the face, and tried to make a calm look, and smiled gently:

"Nothing... I just want to drive her away..."

Ning Qingye turned his head slightly and thought about this sentence carefully, there was no problem. He wanted to drive the crazy woman away, sooner or later.

However, in Ning Qingye's heart, the master has always been gentle and the monks will not be angry. Suddenly, he got angry and raised his sword to chase someone out of the way. He thought about it and walked closer and asked in a low voice:

"Master, are you having a menstrual period?" ?

Ning Yuhe blinked her eyes. She really wanted to have her own menstruation, so that she would not be in trouble with Xu Buling.

"No... I just don't like Zhongli Jiujiu, what do you want to do?"

Ning Qingye chuckled, his beautiful face showed a little strange, and he whispered:

"It's nothing, I just remembered some things... When I was in Chang'an, I was in my period and was injured again. Xu Buling ran over and asked directly, and asked me to drink more hot water... I thought it was a folk remedy. I drank a lot, but it turned out that I didn't use anything..."

"oh……"

Ning Yuhe was uncomfortable all over and her smile was a little stiff: "Is that right?"

Ning Qingye snorted faintly and looked at the boat full of girls: "Yes, he rolled in the pile of powder all day long, thinking that he knew women very well, but in fact he was just that..."

Ning Yuhe thought for a while and said seriously: "Actually, Ling'er understands women quite well. Don't be deceived by his appearance... Look at Xiang'er, she was originally the queen mother of the dynasty, and she was so arrogant. She is not obedient now..."

"He is lustful, so I won't be fooled."

Ning Qingye shook his head and turned his head to look at his master: "He dared to touch the empress dowager, and he was extremely brave. The master is the leader of Xuanhe's eight masters, so he should be careful..."

Ning Qingye has always been talking nonsense, but just a simple reminder.

After hearing this, Ning Yuhe naturally panicked and frowned and showed a little annoyed: "What are you talking nonsense? I am his master, how could he treat me..."

Ning Qingye turned his head slightly: "I just think he won't be honest. I would like to remind Master, there is no other meaning... Master, why are you panic?"

“…”

Ning Yuhe's hand under her sleeves was tightly clutching and whispering: "This is not a trivial matter, I can't say it... I heard that your junior brother's reputation is completely ruined."

"We talk casually in private and don't tell anyone."

Ning Qingye found that his master was in a bad mood and did not take it seriously. He looked at the shore in a blink of an eye and happened to see Xu Buling walking with two girls, and waved to the distance.

"Take two more women back..."

Ning Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and walked towards the cabin, without any intention of going forward to greet him.
Chapter completed!