There were not many people going to the Snow Pavilion together, and the Jin family father and son of Jincheng Escort Bureau had already set out first. As for the weak scholar, named Qi Ran, the owner of the colorful wealth-seeking chair in the market and the son of Mr. Qi, a wealthy man from Northeast China, this time he was sent by his father to celebrate Yue Mingwei's birthday. Because of his weak body, he always carried a servant close to him. The servant had a baby face and wore a brocade cotton jacket, which looked quite auspicious and pleasing.

In the afternoon, Ji Yanran knocked on the door: "Master Yun Gate, the beautiful girl at the dinner was standing in the yard with a big bag waiting for you. I heard from the servant that she had just brought more than a dozen clothes to wear." Judging from her posture, she was going to do her best to dress up.

"Her name is Liu Xianxian, she is a disciple of Suhui Palace, not a weak girl." Yun Yifeng said, "When I met her last time, I just nodded."

Ji Yanran said: "So what the sect leader means, she suddenly becomes tender and has other intentions?"

"I don't know if there is any plan, but at least I shouldn't." Yun Yifeng said, "What's wrong, the prince should be more careful."

When the two of them were packing up and leaving, Liu Xianxian was still waiting in place, and it seemed that she was determined to go up the mountain together.

Yun Yifeng asked: "What is the purpose of the girl?"

Liu Xianxian said crisply: "Master Yun Sect, you marry me."

Yun Yifeng was shocked: "Why do I want to marry you?"

"I am twenty years old this year and I am at the age of getting married and having children." Liu Xianxian said, "and only the young man in the world is a little more pleasing to the eyes of the sect leader."

"There are so many famous young heroes, why should I choose a sick person like me, a girl?" Yun Yifeng said with great thoughts, covering his chest while talking, and seeing that his posture was about to start coughing again. Ji Yanran, who was beside him, quickly shook his cloak, wrapped him whole and stuffed him into the carriage.

"Hey!" Liu Xianxian stamped her feet. Seeing that the carriage had already driven out of the yard, she quickly rode a horse and chased her out. This move attracted laughter from the servants behind her. They all said that this girl was amazing and looked even thicker than a man. I don't know if she could win back her husband.

On the mountain road, Yun Yifeng asked, "Are you still chasing me?"

Ji Yanran looked outside the carriage and nodded.

Yun Yifeng sighed: "It seems that I am afraid I will not be able to find peace during this period of time."

Piaomiao Peak is already in a high and dangerous terrain, and the ground is frozen and cold, even a martial arts master needs to work hard to climb. On the way, Ji Yanran joked: "Don't you go and see the girl Liu behind?"

"Since she has no intention of provoking her, why bother to ask about her well-being and look enthusiastic." Yun Yifeng said, "Besides, she is a senior disciple of Suhui Palace, and she is always stronger than me, a patient. If she has to care about her, others should care about me."

Ji Yanran helped him: "Can you take the initiative to ask the sect leader something?"

Yun Yifeng nodded: "Prince, please speak."

Ji Yanran said: "Are you cold?"

Yun Yifeng: "..."

The mountain is full of wind and snow. Ji Yanran is wrapped in a fur cloak and a scarf. She still feels ache on her face, but Yun Yifeng is only wearing a plain white gauze dress. Her wide sleeves are swept by the wind and are swept all over the sky. She is tied with a blue brocade jade belt on her waist, which makes her look even more slender and may be scraped away at any time.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Ji Yanran simply grabbed his wrist and tried it. It was still hot, but his cheeks were whiter and his tentacles turned cold, just like a delicate jade carving.

Yun Yifeng stood still: "Have you touched enough?"

Ji Yanran calmly took back his hand: "What kind of poison is it?"

"The evil ways in the world are afraid of defamation, and it will be tainted by the prince's ears." Yun Yifeng smiled, "Anyway, after finding the relics, I can use blood Ganoderma lucidum to detoxify, so I don't have to worry now."

Ji Yanran said: "I heard that the best miracle doctor in the world is on the Misty Island of the South China Sea."

"I've been there." Yun Yifeng climbed a high ground, "He told me about the blood Ganoderma lucidum."

Is that right? Ji Yanran wrapped her cloak tightly and turned the topic elsewhere.

Liu Xianxian followed the two of them not far away. Although she was carrying a huge bag on her shoulders, her steps were still light and she didn't seem to care about Yun Yifeng's cold attitude. The snow on Piaomiao Peak was white. Only in a very few hidden places could one or two naked stones be found. Liu Xianxian stroked the grey stone surface with her palm, and then approached her nose and smelled it. It was the smell of sulfur and ignition oil that seemed to be there.

...

It was not until evening that the group arrived at the Snow-Watching Pavilion on the top of the peak.

The wine and food were prepared in the warm room. In addition to the Jin family, there was another young man, dressed in a young man, looking very enthusiastic, claiming to be Yue Mingwei's nephew, named Yue Zhihua. This time, he deliberately went up the mountain instead of his uncle to entertain all distinguished guests.

He smiled and came forward: "I was still telling Uncle Jin just now that the master of Ruoyun Sect and Young Master Ji will not be there again, and the food should be cold. Please come to the table soon, and Miss Liu, let's have a drink together."

"Have you not going up the mountain yet?" Yun Yifeng pulled open the chair.

"He looks like he is powerless." Yue Zhihua shook his head, "I heard that my uncle sent a few masters to escort along the way, but that kind of weak scholar could not withstand the strong wind and snow. I don't know why he insisted on coming."

Ji Yanran said: "Scholars and literati always prefer these romantic and romantic... Hello, Miss Liu?" There are clearly many chairs in this room, so why do you have to grab this one in my hand?

Liu Xianxian ignored him and forced herself to Yun Yifeng.

Ji Yanran was quite dissatisfied: "All the heroes of the martial arts world are as unreasonable as girls?"

"This place is close to the door and there is another leak. Young Master Ji should find a warm place to sit." Liu Xianxian pointed casually, "I think it's very good next to Master Jin."

Ji Yanran was happy: "Since the location around Master Jin is warm and comfortable, it is natural that the girl should enjoy it. I just want to sit here."

Liu Xianxian raised her eyebrows: "Don't think about it!"

Yun Yifeng supported his eyebrows with one hand, obviously worried about the fact that he had become a popular guy. Seeing that the two of them were still quarreling, they simply picked up the wine glass on the table, and the white clothes flashed under the light, and the person had already sat between Jin Manlin and Jin Huan.

It's really warm and comfortable.

"Master Yun Sect!" Liu Xianxian slapped the table with one hand, and the wine glass jumped even when she was shocked.

"I'm talking about this girl." Ji Yanran pulled over the chair and sat down. "The Master Yun Sect has been sick these two days. If you make trouble for you, you may have to cough again at night. If you want to get married, you must learn to be gentle and considerate, otherwise you will be like a bandit and a shrewd woman all day long, who dares to marry me?"

"I want you to take care of you, but I'm not going to marry you!" Liu Xianxian was still stubborn, but finally stopped and picked up the chopsticks and ate the food angrily.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Yue Zhihua added wine to everyone and smoothed out the situation: "Since we come to enjoy the snow together, it is best to be calm and composed. Otherwise, wouldn't this beautiful scenery be disappointed in vain? Come on, let's have a drink together."

"Where is the guest in the West Warehouse?" Yun Yifeng asked.

"Mu Chengxue?" When he mentioned this name, Yue Zhihua's voice couldn't help but lower, "My uncle has long told him not to provoke him, I dare not invite him."

Jin Huan followed and said, "When my father went up the mountain, he was also saying that this surname Mu had a strange temper and high skills, so don't go to trouble."

Jin Manlin heard the content of the conversation among everyone and asked, "Why, Master Yun wants to meet him?"

"I'm just curious." Yun Yifeng smiled, "It's rare to have the opportunity to be under the same roof, and I thought I could drink a cup together."

Jin Huan shook his head repeatedly: "I want to see these killers who do not distinguish between good and evil have always been able to use money to serve as friends. If you want to make friends, you may be sad."

"Brother Jin is right." Yun Yifeng agreed and then served a bowl of mutton soup for himself. "Everyone tasted it. The soup was added with sugarcane and it was cooked very sweetly."

When he said this, the cook happened to come in with a food box. After hearing this, he smiled and said, "If the young master likes to drink, there will be some in the pot." She is tall and tidy, and she is obviously a good at doing housework. This time she made a special trip to the mountain by Yue Mingwei to cook for the guests of the Snow Pavilion. She is called Aunt Yu on weekdays.

The food box contains a plate of snacks, layer by layer, made into the shape of lotus, with the fragrance of tea and honey. Yun Yifengqi said: "Is this a filling made of golden-topped Emei Snow and made of locust flowers? It's rare to make it."

Aunt Yu was happy to hear it: "It turns out that the young master is an expert diner."

"I just understand the basics, I can't be an expert." Yun Yifeng said modestly, and then said, "So many of us need to eat and drink, so I will work hard in the next few days."

"It's not hard, it's much easier here than at the foot of the mountain." Aunt Yu wiped her hands on her apron and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, dear guests, I have to go back to the kitchen and cook tea for the guests in Xihun Pavilion."

"Aunt." Yun Yifeng called her, "Is that guest from the West Warehouse easy to get along with?"

"It's easy to get along with." Aunt Yu said, "The guest rarely talks. He either sleeps or stays in the corridor to enjoy the snow, drinks tea and drinks quietly. He just has a small appetite and doesn't eat much, and he doesn't have any meat or fish."

Jin Huan interrupted: "This is not surprising. Killers pay attention to light and agile postures. If they are too greedy for their mouths and stomachs, they may lose their lives."

Ji Yanran said leisurely: "The killer is not fat, so the girl's family is the same. Otherwise, how can you marry the immortal master of Yun Sect?"

Liu Xianxian's face stiffened and threw the pig's trotters back into the bowl.

Yun Yifeng was so amused that he could not help but laugh. Seeing that the person opposite was still inclined to continue talking nonsense, he simply kicked under the table and gave a warning.

His Highness Xiao's face suddenly turned solemn, and his calf pole hurt.

After dinner, everyone returned to their residences. Yun Yifeng and Ji Yanran's residence was a two-story building called Piaopiao Pavilion, which was very close to the Xihun Pavilion. As long as you stand on the roof, you can see the quiet courtyard covered with snow.

Yun Yifeng asked: "The prince just plans to keep staring at Mu Chengxue and not do anything else?"

"The most important thing to do when investigating cases is to startle the snake, not to mention that Mu Chengxue is a very vigilant killer." Ji Yanran said, "If I go straight to the Xihun Pavilion as soon as I come, I'm afraid he will go down the mountain tonight."

The two were talking in the room. The strong wind outside the room made the wooden door clang and the low roar and whimper seemed to overturn the entire attic. Yun Yifeng stood by the window and asked, "Have you seen such a strong wind before?"

"I haven't been to the Northeast during this season, but I have lived in Yancheng, Northwest for many years." Ji Yanran said, "The wind in the desert is also very strong, and sometimes it can raise the whole piece of yellow sand."

Seeing that the light in his eyes was slightly curled and he remembered the various rumors about this prince among the people, Yun Yifeng didn't say anything more.

"It's late at night, let's take a rest sooner." Ji Yanran said, "If anything happens, I'll be next door."

Yun Yifeng nodded and watched him return to his residence.

The cold wind this night made the sky dimmer a little.

The candle fire on the table was extinguished, and someone was sitting by the table, wiping the short knife in his hand carefully.

The sharp blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the throat is sealed with blood.

...

The next day at noon, Yun Yifeng walked to the kitchen alone. Aunt Yu was preparing lunch. When she saw him, she smiled and took out the newly steamed taro cake from the cage. She found a small can of osmanthus autumn pear candied fruit and asked him to go back to soak in water to drink it, which was good for her throat.

Yun Yifeng refused: "It is extremely difficult to find linden honey on the cliff top, how can you be so embarrassed?"

"Young Master knows that the ingredients are precious, which is different from other guests." Aunt Yu made the fire a little more prosperous. "I have marinated this candied osmanthus candied fruit for the whole autumn. Ordinary people can't drink it, and they will only treat it as honey water to quench their thirst."

Yun Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, aunt, I will hide it when I go back."

His voice was nice and his smile was gentle and gentle. He sat on this small stool in the snowy winter. He was very well-behaved and naturally liked his mother-in-law and aunt. While cooking, Aunt Yu served him good things in the bowl and fed him the people before he was willing to put them. After a while, the lunch was sent to various yards. Yun Yifeng stood in the corridor and looked at Feng Xuezhuang's red plums and said, "Your Majesty, I'm not hungry."

Ji Yanran made an opinion: "Why is Aunt Yu reluctant to give me a jar of candied fruit?"

Yun Yifeng said: "It is probably because you, the guests in the world, are tall and powerful, and can only drink roasted knives and eat braised beef. They have no awesomeness for good cooking and no appreciation. They are not worth wasting good ingredients. Everyone in the world wants to find a friend, and so do the cooks."

Ji Yanran had no words to argue and asked again: "Will the Master Yun Sect have any soulmate?"

A green skirt passed by the door, Yun Yifeng took two steps back without changing his expression, and slipped very quickly.
To be continued...