The fate of the world's beauty

Chapter 90 Definitely not as handsome as me
Feng Tianying helped her gather her sideburns, which were slightly messy, and said: "Yu'er, this time, you sacrificed a lot for me. Shuiqing Palace needs to rest, and my Yu'er also needs to rest. Look, you There are bruises under the eyes, you have to know, women are too hard, and their appearance is easy to age."

Lan Baiyu looked at the look of love and pity in his eyes, and said with a warm heart, "If I am old and ugly, will you still love me like you do now?"

Feng Tianying gently pinched her nose, and said: "Of course, idiot, it's just that you have worked so hard, how can I give up? Be good, go back to Shuiqing Palace to recuperate, the world is already in chaos, you stay In the Central Plains, I will always be distracted from taking care of you."

Although Lan Baiyu is good at martial arts and has many capable men under her command, no matter how capable a woman is, she also hopes to be protected by her beloved man, and she is the same. When she heard him say that he would take care of her, her heart melted, and she lay down on the bed obediently. Feng Tianying pulled a quilt to cover her, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then left the door.

Although Lan Baiyu also felt tired, but lying on the bed alone, she didn't feel sleepy at all, with her big charming eyes open, without sleep for a long time.

Feng Tianying changed into a dark gray robe, wore a cap with a wide edge on his head, and carried a bamboo basket, and left the Yunpeng Inn. He didn't intend to track down Nanruo's whereabouts, but walked along the street to the The most remote long street in Qingshui Town. Walking through that long street, there is a dilapidated small temple in front of it. Feng Tianying raised her robe and walked in. In the small temple, there were dozens of people lying in disorder. beggar.

In the corner of the small temple, there was a relatively complete square table. Feng Tianying walked over and put the bamboo basket on the square table. He casually lifted the lid of the bamboo basket, and a tempting smell of roast chicken came out. Come out and fill the whole room.

The beggars got up as fast as they could and rushed towards this side. Everyone rushed over, except for a bald beggar in the corner who was still sleeping there motionless.

Feng Tianying walked over, reached out and patted his muddy shoulder, and said, "Old Qiao."

The bald beggar Old Qiao turned over, sat up, and said, "Brother Feng, what wind brought you here?"

Feng Tianying sat down beside him, and said, "I want you to help me find someone?"

"Who?" The bald beggar asked with interest, tilting his head.

"Luo Yingchuan." If Nan Ruo finds this person, he will definitely not be able to go far.

The bald beggar asked, "Is there a portrait?"

Feng Tianying thought to himself, if Nan Ruo regarded himself as Luo Yingchuan, he should look very similar to him, he touched his chin, and said: "It looks similar to me, but it must not be as handsome as me. "This sentence surprised Feng Tianying herself, why did she care so much about that little-known Luo Yingchuan.

The bald monk laughed and said, "It shouldn't be hard to find someone as outstanding as Brother Feng. Is there a deadline?"

Feng Tianying thought for a while, and said, "Within a month." He took out a small bag from his bosom, put it in the bald monk's hand, and said, "Take it, and feed the brothers."

After Nan Ruo escaped from the window on the second floor of the Yunpeng Inn, she didn't know where to go. With her eyes closed, she chose a random path and walked straight forward. It can be said that a few days ago, she still had The goal, but now, she is aimless, she doesn't know where the end of the road is, and she doesn't know where her future is.

(End of this chapter)