The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue was walking slowly like yesterday, and it was regarded as Shen Zhao's little donkey. On the road, Yun Qianyue didn't speak, and Shen Zhao didn't speak. One horse and one donkey were very eye-catching on the official road.

"Miss Qianyue!" Mo Ju's voice came.

"Well!" Yun Qiangyue responded.

"Why...how did you take someone on the road...if this son knows..." Mo Ju's voice was a little weak.

Yun Qianyue had some headaches, remembering Shen Zhao’s words, and immediately said: “People said, your husband let you a weak woman travel alone, or come to the land of poison in Southern Xinjiang, which is wrong in itself, and if it is so small, Not worthy of being a gentleman."

Mo Ju suddenly disappeared.

Yun Qianyue was a little funny, thinking secretly that if Rong Jing heard this sentence, he didn't know what his expression would be.

It was half loud, and Mo Ju's voice came again, "Uncle Nanjiang is keeping up with you again."

"Huh!" Yun Qianyue put away her smile and nodded.

"However, there is one more person in the team of South Xinjiang's uncle." Mo Ju said, "That's the mountain flower."

"Shanhua?" Yun Qiangyue didn't react at one moment.

"Just like the woman who likes Shen Zhao." Mo Ju said.

Yun Qingyue suddenly looked at Shen Zhao and saw that he was walking on the donkey intently. Although it was a cotton trousers and a jacket, a thick coat and a dark skin, it also had a handsome temperament, even if it was riding a donkey. Breaking, she nodded, "Got it."

Mo Ju said: "Qing Ying sent back news that he had followed the three to Fenshui City. The three rested in Fenshui City and had no plans to continue walking."

"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.

"Miss Qingyue, does her subordinate send a letter to her son to tell Shen Zhao?" Mo Ju asked after a moment.

"Tell him to pass on Shen Zhao's words, too." Yun Qianyue laughed. Just rushing to that sentence, she had no reason not to walk with Shen Zhao, inheriting the sentiment that sent her.

"...Yes!" Mo Ju hesitated for a moment and responded weakly.

Yun Qianyue stopped talking, and Mo Ju's voice never came again.

After walking a hundred miles, at ten o'clock in the afternoon, I came to a small county town called Lanhe County, famous for its orchids on the water's edge.

Yun Qingyue entered the small county town and saw a bun shop. She asked Shen Zhao, "Let's take a break, how about eating buns?"

Shen Zhao glanced at the steamed bun shop. The shop was very small and somewhat shabby. He nodded.

Yun Qingyue turned and dismounted, and entered the bun shop. Ordered a few buns, a few dishes, two bowls of rice porridge.

Shen Zhao sat with her, and half of the meal, Shen Zhao said, "I always thought that you, a lady of the noble family, would disdain the rough tea and rice of the wild people and eat such small places."

Yun Qingyue blinked, "I am more special!"

Shen Zhao nodded and stopped talking.

Yun Qianyue found that he spoke very little, except that she asked her about Rong Jing yesterday and was a bit anxious and talked a lot, but she had nothing to say. She also stopped talking.

"Miss Qingyue, South Xinjiang Uncle followed." Mo Ju's voice came.

"I can't help but surpass me?" Yun Qianyue asked.

"Not sure." Mo Ju said, "Also entered the city."

"I know!" Yun Qianyue said.

Mo Ju's voice disappeared.

"Do you have a centipede on you?" Shen Zhao asked suddenly.

Yun Qingyue remembered that there was a centipede on her body, and remembered that his mother said that he had talked with a strange person about some insect control techniques. It was not surprising to know that she had a centipede, and nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"The centipede on you was tracked." Shen Zhaodao.

Yun Qingyue was stunned, "How do you know? You learned a lot of insect control skills?"

"I don’t know if it’s powerful, because I’ve never tried it before, but I know that the centipede on you has been tracked. It has a smell on it. If you spend too much time on you, this smell It will infect you, and wherever you go in the future, you can be known by the person who has the surgery. Even if the centipede is no longer on you, you will find your position according to the smell of infection on your body." Shen Zhaodao.

Yun Qingyue froze, "So powerful? What kind of tracking technique is this?"

"Should this kind of tracing technique be very clever? I was a little skeptical at first, but I'm not sure. The person who had the insect control technique is now around, so I felt the movement of the insect and decided it was Centipede." Shen Zhao said.

Yun Qianyue's eyes narrowed. "So what's the taste of tracking now that I've been infected with?"

"Well!" Shen Zhao nodded. "Generally this tracking technique will work on you within two days."

Yun Qingyue wondered why South Xinjiang's uncle didn't follow her, and now it's catching up. Is it enough time for the emotional calculation? She looked cold.

"But I can get rid of the tracking technique on you." Shen Zhao said again.

"Can you get rid of it?" Yun Qianyue was really stunned. I thought he was a little trouble following her, but now I think that Shen Zhao's ability turned out to be bigger than reading, should I say that she was accidentally in the mountains Picked up a treasure?

"Well, I can get rid of it." Shen Zhao nodded, took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Yun Qianyue. "If you wear it for two hours, you will wash away the smell of tracking."

Yun Qianyue reached out to take the cloth bag, smelled it, and smelled nothing. She looked at Shen Zhao.

"You haven't learned the technique of Nanjiang, so you can't smell it." Shen Zhao said: "But it is the nemesis of all tracking techniques."

Yun Qingyue smiled and was polite, and put the cloth bag into his arms.

Shen Zhao stopped talking.

"Brother Shen Zhao!" At this time, a clear cry came from outside.

Shen Zhao frowned and turned to look at the door. Yun Qianyue also looked at the door, and saw a beautiful woman standing at the door, wearing a cotton-padded jacket, and seeing Shen Zhao turning around, she was overjoyed. When she saw Yun Qingyue, her face was a little bad. Yun Qingyue thought that this is the mountain flower that she liked like Shen Zhao. It was quite like a flower and did not live up to her name.

"Why are you here?" Shen Zhao asked Shanhua.

"I'm going to the capital." Shanhua said.

"You yourself?" Shen Zhao asked.

"I am with an old man." Shan Hua said.

Shen Zhao frowned, "What is your daughter's home, what do you do in Beijing? Uncle Auntie and Auntie should worry about you, go back!"

"They don't worry, the old man is a good person, and he's willing to take me to see him. Then I heard Shen Abo say you want to **** people to Beijing. You can go, why can't I go?" Shanhua shook her head, shouted, and shouted behind her, " Old man, shall we eat steamed buns, okay? The steamed buns here smell delicious."

"Okay, listen to A Hua girl." An old voice came.

Yun Qianyue looked down the voice, and saw an old man coming, followed by more than ten followers. The old man is in his fifties, with a good-looking complexion, wearing a felt hat and a smiling complexion. He looks free and easy, like a casual man. The followers behind him were tall, short, fat, thin, old and young, like rich businessmen and domestic servants. She closed her eyes, thinking that this was probably the uncle of southern Xinjiang.

A Huadang came in first, and the old man and his entourage also came in. The small space of the bun shop suddenly became crowded.

"Is Miss Chu full? Are we on the road?" Shen Zhao asked.

"Good!" Yun Qingyue picked up the package and stood up.

Seeing that Shen Zhao was about to leave when she came, Ahua immediately shouted, "Brother Shen Zhao, don't you also want to go to the capital of Nanjiang? My old man and I also went to the capital of Nanjiang. Let's go with us!"

"No! Miss Chu is unpleasant." Shen Zhao dropped the next sentence and left the shop.

Yun Qianyue also walked out.

Ahua flattened her mouth in a grievance.

"This girl is so good-faced, haven't we seen it before?" The old man suddenly said to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qingyue sneered, turned back suddenly, and smiled at the old man, "I know a centipede almost burnt to death by me, dare to ask this old man to know?"

The old man laughed loudly and admitted to be honest: "Yes, that centipede was put by me, the girl is good at it."

Yun Qianyue didn't expect that he would admit that he wouldn't be annoyed by this person. What kind of person and purpose was so glorious? Her thoughts turned, she smiled, raised her eyebrows, and waited for his explanation.

The old man turned to the topic and said: "The girl went to visit relatives in the capital of southern Xinjiang?"

"I don't seem to need to tell strangers about this." Yun Qianyue said lightly.

The old man laughed, not frustrated by Yun Qingyue's coldness, and said to himself: "I'm going to visit relatives in southern Xinjiang as well, as the mountain girl said, let's go together! The road ahead doesn't seem very easy to go, There are only two girls. A dozen of us can take care of each other."

"No need! I am afraid that the centipede will take another bite." Yun Qiangyue dropped a sentence and turned out of the shop.

The old man smiled and shook his head, watching Yun Qianyue's figure leave, and did not invite him again.

"It's just a little better, with such a bad temper, such a sharp tone, I don't know why Brother Shen Zhao will send her?" Shan Hua looked at the outside reluctantly, mumbled.

"Little girl, people can't look at the surface." The old man laughed.

Shanhua took a breath.

Yun Qianyue rode on the snow and Shen Zhao rode on the donkey. The two left Lanhe County and walked towards Ziyue City.

After walking out of the road, Shen Zhao saw Yun Qianyue's brow furrowed, as if he was thinking something inexplicable. He said: "Thinking about the old man? He doesn't look like a bad guy."

"Well, it's not very similar." Yun Qiangyue said.

"Some things can't be figured out, maybe it's in the wrong direction, wipe them all blank, think about it from another angle or idea. Maybe you can figure it out," Shen Zhaodao said.