The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 304 Fengyao Fengyao
Walking to a pine tree, Zhan Beiqing let go of her hand: "Take a break." He took out a brocade handkerchief, and leaned over to help Mo Li wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Mo Li was a little shy: "I'll wipe it myself!"

"Don't move!" Zhan Beiqing grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and wiped it very gently and meticulously, "You can't see, this king wiped it clean."

After helping Mo Li wipe, Zhan Beiqing wiped it casually by himself, and looked at the top of the mountain: "It will take nearly an hour to reach the top of the mountain, are you hungry?"

Mo Li shook her head: "I had lunch in the carriage."

Zhan Beiqing handed over the water: "Then drink some water, keep walking, and try to get down the mountain before dark, otherwise the mountain road will be difficult to walk at night."

Mo Li drank a few sips of water: "Then hurry up."

The two continued to move forward, and the entourage walked ahead with the package on their backs to explore the way.

Mo Li said with emotion: "The traffic is so inconvenient, no wonder you can't even meet a pedestrian. I'm afraid people who live on the other side of the mountain seldom come out." It would be nice if the trees were dense like Yanchang Mountain. There are too few, so we can only hurry on the road under the sun.

The sun is poisonous in summer and autumn, and going over the mountain is just to find fault.

Zhan Beiqing said indifferently: "The people sent by the second treasurer to Ngee Ann City to look for the big treasurer probably only searched in Ngee Ann City and its vicinity, and probably not here."

Even so, he had no hope of finding Mo Yuqing.If Mo Yuqing was still alive, how could he abandon his wife regardless of the mountains and rivers?Over the years, no matter how high the mountain is, we can climb over it, and no matter how many roads we have, we can also walk it.

As an official of the imperial court, Mo Changhai's rank is not low. As long as he is willing, Mo Yuqing can easily find out.

However, Mo Yuqing has disappeared for so many years without any news.

Mo Li also suppressed this cognition in her heart, but she didn't want to face it squarely, that was her biological father!Even if there is only one ten thousandth of a slim hope, she still has to look for it.

An hour later, Zhan Beiqing led Mo Li to the top of the mountain, but directly in front of him was a sharp cliff.Mo Li poked her head and looked down, and there was no bottom to see.

A gust of wind blew, and she hurriedly took a few steps back before she breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, you can't walk on the mountain road at night, if you can't see clearly, just step on it...

My lord, there is no way ahead, which way should I go? "

The entourage who was exploring the way ran back, pointed to one side and said, "My lord, go this way for a mile. There is a small road that can go down the mountain, but the road is a little steeper, so it's not easy to walk."

"Okay, let's go down the mountain before it gets dark."

The entourage led the way, and when encountering a steep place, Zhan Beiqing directly used his lightness kung fu, jumped down lightly with Mo Li in his arms, and landed steadily on a gentle slope.Being held in Zhan Beiqing's arms, Mo Li's face was blushing, but she felt even more secure.

The three of them finally made it down the mountain before dark, and what they saw was a flat green field, with smoke rising from the kitchen in the distance, and occasionally a few dogs barking, like a beautiful pastoral picture.

Zhan Beiqing pointed casually: "Let's go to that village first, it's closer."

"Okay." Mo Li looked at the mountains farther away, and muttered, "Those mountains are lush and green, why is this one bare..."

The evening wind blew by, and it was extremely cool. With the fresh air, the fatigue just now was relieved a lot.

Walking to the entrance of the village, I finally saw a living man carrying a hoe. Just as the entourage was about to ask with a blank face, Mo Li smiled first and said, "Old man, we passed by here and it was getting dark. May I ask if you can stay in the village for a night?" ?”

The old man carrying the hoe first took a look at the three of them. Although the two men looked like strangers, the little girl was beautiful and cute, with a sweet smile. She was not a bad person at first glance.

Then he said: "If you want to stay overnight, go straight along this road, and you will see a big iron gate. His family has many houses, and the people are honest, so they can accommodate outsiders."

Mo Li smiled sweetly and blessed Fushen: "Thank you, old man."

The old man smiled and waved his hands: "I can't help you much, if my house is not too small and there is no spare house, I would have invited you to live in my house a long time ago.

Although our Dujia Village is poor, everyone is hospitable. "

Mo Li thanked them again, and the three of them continued walking along the road.The houses seen along the road are basically wood doors and wooden doors. With Zhan Beiqing's height, he can look into the yard through the low walls at a glance.

Walking in front of the big iron gate that the old man said, Mo Li suddenly realized: "No wonder the old man let us spend the night here, along the way, the door of this family is grand, it seems that it should be richer than other families in the village.

My lord, it's agreed, we can't live in vain. "

"Naturally." Zhan Beiqing reminded, "Don't call the prince here, to avoid any inconvenience."

Mo Li nodded, she was right, if she called him the prince here, it might scare these simple mountain people, right?However, it is also possible to be mistaken for a liar.

"What's that called?"

Zhan Beiqing looked at her deeply, the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Call me husband!"

Mo Li glanced at him, and the entourage stepped forward and knocked on the door knocker: "Is anyone there?"

After a few barks, a man's voice got closer and closer: "Who is it?"

The iron door was opened from the inside, and a burly middle-aged man with a goat beard appeared. His complexion was a healthy wheat color that had been exposed to the sun, and he looked a little kind.

Mo Li took a step forward and said with a sweet smile: "Uncle, my brother and I are passing by here, can I stay overnight?"

However, the middle-aged man stared straight at her, seemingly stunned, motionless.

Zhan Beiqing's expression darkened immediately, with a cold aura exuding from his whole body, he pulled Mo Li behind him, and stared at the middle-aged man unkindly, as if he was going to stab him through the heart in the next moment.

The sinister aura emanating from Zhan Beiqing brought the middle-aged man back to his senses, but he suddenly put his hands on his head, grunted in pain, and bent down.

Mo Li leaned out half of his body from behind Zhan Beiqing, frowned and looked at the middle-aged man. Seeing his pain and clenching his teeth, he wanted to step forward to feel his pulse, but he was afraid of revealing his identity as a genius doctor, so he hesitated , Two gray-haired old men walked out of the yard.

Seeing this, the white-haired old woman immediately stepped forward, frowned and nervously helped the middle-aged man up, and asked with concern: "Why is your head hurting again? It seems that the headaches have become more and more frequent recently..."

Mo Li asked, "Grandma, what happened to him?"

The white-haired old man who came with the old woman looked at the three of them: "You are..."

Just as Mo Li was about to answer, the middle-aged man holding his head suddenly murmured: "Feng Yao, Feng Yao..."

Mo Li's brain thumped, her body froze suddenly, and she looked at him in shock.

The middle-aged man seemed to have less pain in his head. He put down his hand and watched Mo Li stretch out his hand. His murmured voice suddenly became agitated: "Feng Yao, Feng Yao!"

(End of this chapter)