Li Qinghan was startled and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Sima Cong, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Is this how you look when you mention eldest sister?"

Could it be that my obsession has gone too far and I have become stupid?

Sima Cong wiped it casually in a panic, and said impatiently: "Okay, I have to go, otherwise the old general will be really angry."

At this time, Li Qinghan also saw something was wrong with him, and said to him with a deliberately flattering smile: "Your Highness, the old general said that whoever finds you first will be rewarded heavily. Why don't you do a good deed and pretend that I found you?"

OK?"

He said it like a child, but he didn't say anything and allowed Li Qinghan to push him out and claim credit in front of the old general.

After all the nonsense, everyone decided to set off back to Beijing immediately without making any more stops on the way. The sooner they arrived, the better.

The bumpy road started again, and Li Qinghan couldn't bear it anymore, but she didn't want others to think she was a burden, so she kept silent.

In the carriage, Xinlan and Feixu were waiting carefully. There was no girl around the prince, so some small matters were difficult to deal with. Li Qinghan sent Xuejia to serve him.

"If the prince is happy, he can take her in. Then the prince won't like her anymore, and he might not even have a title." Feixu said to herself while rubbing Li Qinghan's legs.

Xinlan raised her eyes, then lowered her head and began to count the money, "You are thinking too much, right? Do you think the prince is such a nonsense person that he can even like that kind of thing?"

Feixu pursed her lips and said to Li Qinghan: "Miss, where did you go in the afternoon? Why does Mr. Liang's face look so stinky when he comes back?"

Speaking of this, Li Qinghan also felt very strange. What on earth did Master Qingyang say to him that made him look so weird?

Xinlan glanced at Li Qinghan, thinking that there was no Xuejia in the car, so she told Feixu everything that happened in the afternoon.

At this moment, Li Qinghan suddenly remembered that before leaving, Liang Youzhao stuffed a piece of paper into her hand and said to her: "This is what the Taoist priest gave you."

So, she sat up straight, took out the note from her sleeve, opened it and saw that the word "Juan Xiu" appeared, only four words.

Destiny returns to the light.

Just four words.

Xinlan and Feixu, who were watching from the side, frowned, "What does this mean? What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?"

Li Qinghan was silent for a while, then slowly said, "This is a prophecy."

The prophecy means that if it will come true in the future, then Taoist Master Qingyang must have said something to Liang Youzhao.

But what do these four words mean?

It was night soon, and the summer evening breeze was blowing in the face, refreshing and pleasant. After walking for a long time, I didn't see the inn. Everyone could only rest in the wild for one night. Sima Cong was fine. He was used to a life of fine clothes and fine food.

It is also a pleasure to occasionally experience the days when the sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed.

But Li Qinghan couldn't accept it. She didn't dislike it, but in the carriage, she couldn't stretch her body, and she would definitely wake up in the middle of the night with sore hands and feet.

So, after having a simple meal, she kept walking on the grass, wandering and taking a walk.

Tonight, the sky is filled with stars and the moon, and the silent sky is like a huge, boundless envelope surrounding the earth.

Not far away, everyone lit a bonfire. Liang Youzhao, Hua Jian, and Sima Cong were chatting, while the old general was feeding his beloved horse. The guard next to him couldn't help but take off his upper garments because of the hot weather.

, shirtless, standing around to protect these people.

The chirping of mosquitoes filled his ears and filled the surrounding area. Li Qinghan smiled and walked towards the place where the bonfire was. Suddenly something flashed in the grass in front of him.

It was a hare, and it really scared her.

Kick your feet and keep walking forward.

There was a "whoosh" sound in the wind, and the hare that was jumping around just now suddenly stopped moving.

The dagger thrown by Hua Jian was impartial and just hit the hare.

"Good skills!" Sima Cong and Liang Youzhao praised without hesitation. After all, this was at night, and seeing things was not as clear as during the day.

Li Qinghan walked over slowly. When Hua Jian saw her coming, he waved and said excitedly: "Qinghan, you're here just in time. My cousin treats you to rabbit meat!"

The guard came over with a hare. It looked really big. Hua Jian asked the guard to tear off the skin and roast it on the fire. After a while, he could smell the aroma.

The old general also came over. He was older but still powerful. Seeing how many young people got along so well, he couldn't help but sit down and start talking.

Li Qinghan suddenly smelled a dangerous aura.

When Liang Youzhao handed her an excellent piece of rabbit meat, Li Qinghan shook his head and refused expressionlessly, "It was bumpy along the way. I felt a little uncomfortable and I didn't want to eat it."

Liang Youzhao's expression suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

This is not the first time that Li Qinghan has looked down on him, but why is he so happy with it?

Sima Cong held a piece of thigh meat and was about to chew it when Li Qinghan's cold voice rang in his ears, "The prince is injured, so don't eat it."

This wound only said not to eat mutton, beef, shrimp, but not rabbit meat!

Li Qinghan knew that Sima Cong would not listen to him and he would definitely eat it, so he did not dwell too much on it and stood up to leave.

As soon as she walked to the carriage, Cong Xuan walked towards her, holding a letter in his hand, handed it to her, and said: "Miss Cousin, this is from the master."

Li Qinghan nodded, took the letter, pointed over there, and said: "They are having a great time, don't bother them, just stay on the sidelines and watch them."

Cong Xuan nodded and glanced at the carriage. Through the thin curtain, he could see his concern inside. But without saying any more, he bowed and bowed before exiting. Li Qinghan sighed, glanced at the letter in his hand, and the corner of his lips

Slightly rise.

It seems that Hua Rong already knows what the old lady has done, and he will definitely comfort him, so there is no need to read this letter.

After some hesitation, she called Feixu and Xinlan into the car and pulled her up, asking them to light candles, but decided to read the content of the letter.

Here, there are a lot of sentences about what the old lady did, and some of them said to take care of Hua Jian, and then to take care of themselves.

It was of little value. The words of concern for Hua Jian should have been written to Li Deshuan, but Li Deshuan had always looked down upon Hua, who was gradually declining, so Hua Rong had no choice but to pin his hopes on her.

Maybe she thought too much and had a peaceful night.

A few days later, the group finally approached the capital.

Sima Cong, who originally had a playful smile on his face, could not help but look serious. Sitting in the carriage, his fingers were bent, and even bending was a little weak.

Xuejia poured him a cup of osmanthus dew, but when he saw that Sima Cong never took it, he couldn't help but frown.
Chapter completed!