At this time, Mu Nanzhi, who was holding Bai Ji, suddenly said:

"Li Lingsu must have gone to meet her sweetheart. Can't that mirror of yours be used to monitor me from thousands of miles away? Let's use it to see."

She was retaliating for Li Lingsu's teasing at the banquet.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Xu Qian whispered: "Go back first..."

The group of people returned to the courtyard where they had settled, entered the house in tacit understanding, lit candles, then sat at the table and made peace together.

After dumping the fragments of the book on the ground and taking out the Huntian Divine Mirror, Xu Qian lowered his voice with a mysterious tone:

"Mirror Mirror, tell me, can you locate Li Lingsu?"

Huntian Divine Mirror protested:

"I am a magic mirror. Also, why do you always like to spy on men? I have marked several beauties for you, but you have never peeked at them taking a bath."

Are you praising me as a gentleman in reverse? Xu Qian urged:

"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly."

"Of course. His spirit has been captured by me in the mirror, and I have marked him."

After saying this, the Huntian Divine Mirror turned its bronze mirror into a transparent glass color. The mirror first rippled like water waves, and then calmed down.

A screen appears.

Everyone saw Li Lingsu flying with his sword.

His direction is the mountains to the west of Inurong Mountain.

Are you going to meet your old friend? But to meet your old friend, do you need to fly so far?

Couldn't she be a married woman?

Various speculations flashed through everyone's minds, and they became more and more interested.

Especially Mu Nanzhi and Li Miaozhen, their eyes are bright and shining.

Not long after, Li Lingsu pressed the flying sword and landed on a hilltop.

He looked around and saw no one around him, so he quickly took out a wooden comb from his arms and deliberately messed up his neat bun, letting two strands of forehead hair hang down, highlighting his unruly temperament.

Then, Li Lingsu took out the fragments of the book and took out a black robe with a black base and embroidery with gold and silver threads.

As a result, he gained a bit of the temperament of a noble man in his wild and unrestrained life.

He put the flying sword into its scabbard, held it in his arms, and leaned against a tree trunk. He hid his whole body in the shadows, lowered his head slightly, and remained motionless.

You are so coquettish, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes...Xu Qian saw Li Lingsu's operation and almost said this word uncontrollably.

Li Lingsu, this scum of Tianzong...Li Miaozhen silently covered his face.

After a long time, a figure stepped on the treetops and came gracefully. His lightness skills were extremely good.

She is a woman wearing a plain white dress, with high hair and a plump body.

She darts across the branches, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

The woman in a plain dress stood still on the top of the mountain, her flying skirt calmed down, her eyes moved, and she glanced around.

"You're here!"

A low voice sounded from the shadow under the tree. She followed the sound and saw a carefree man leaning against the tree trunk, holding a sword in his arms and lowering his head slightly.

Half of the face is hidden in the shadow, and half of the face is exposed.

The contours of his cheeks are still so handsome, he is dressed in a luxurious black robe, and his grace is still the same.

"is her?!"

After seeing the woman clearly, everyone in the room exclaimed.

Xu Qian was shocked. He never expected that Li Lingsu's confidante was Master Rongrong.

He once thought it was Xiao Yuenu, the owner of Wanhua Building...

That's it for Chai Xing'er. After all, the Prime Minister has tens of millions of followers, but Master Rongrong is old enough to be the mother of the Holy Son. It's simply, simply... Xu Qian glanced at Munan Zhi next to her

.....Well, the Holy Son is right, the Holy Son loves unrestrainedly and magnanimously.

Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen were dumbfounded.

Master Hengyuan was also slightly stunned, a little confused.

The two people in the picture seemed to have a dispute. Li Miaozhen said regretfully:

"It's a pity that I can't hear the sound."

Chu Yuanzhen immediately said: "I am proficient in lip reading."

........

"I said that this is a casual marriage between us. There is no way it will come to fruition, and it cannot even be made public. Why do you need to come to me again?"

The woman in the plain dress is Master Rongrong, a plump and beautiful woman.

She had a cold face and turned her head slightly, not looking at Li Lingsu.

"But I sent a little devil to send a message and asked you to meet here. Didn't you come differently?"

Li Lingsu sighed softly: "Mei'er, age should not be an obstacle to our love. If you are afraid of rumors and the opinions of your peers and disciples, then I can take you away."

The beautiful woman moved slightly, but she was still cruel and said calmly:

"Daozhang Li, I am old enough to be your mother. In ten or twenty years, I will be too old, but you will still be in your prime.

"Between you and me, we are just passers-by in each other's lives. Let's talk about it today. You and I are cut off from each other and we don't want to have anything to do with each other anymore."

Li Lingsu hugged him with a smile, holding his waist with one hand and catkins with the other:

"I have been without a father or a mother since I was a child. I was raised by my master. I also want to know what it feels like to be loved by my mother. Since you don't want me to be your lover, then I will be your son."

The beautiful woman was ashamed and angry, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, as if she wanted to get angry.

Li Lingsu suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest, his expression and tone were sincere and meaningful:

"Meier, can you feel it? My blood is boiling for you..."

The beautiful woman looked at him blankly, with tears glistening in her eyes.

Li Lingsu said that the iron was hot, held her face, lowered her head and held her red lips steady.

The two leaned against the trees and kissed deeply and passionately. Their movements became more and more bold, and their scale became larger and larger...

Snapped!

Xu Qian buckled down the Huntian Divine Mirror and spread his hands:

"Next is the paid content. Each person will pay me five hundred taels of silver."

"Bah!" Li Miaozhen spat at him.

Mu Nanzhi slapped Bai Ji on the head, and Bai Ji understood: "Bah, bah, bah..."

............

The night is as cool as water.

Rongrong, who was sleeping very lightly, heard the slight sound of clothes fluttering when her ears moved.

Someone performed Qing Kung and fell into the yard outside.

She subconsciously held down the dagger on the bedside, and then judged from the light footsteps that it was her master.

"Master, are you back from practicing?"

When she was asking questions, she saw the master pushing open the door and entering. In the hazy moonlight, she couldn't see his appearance clearly, but judging from the overall outline, he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Rongrong sat up and planned to light the lamp, but the beautiful woman hurriedly stopped her:

"Don't light the lamp!"

The beautiful woman easily bypassed the obstacles in the room, picked up the barrel from behind the screen, and turned around to go out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Rongrong heard the rustling sound of taking off her clothes and the slight sound of water, and knew to start taking a bath.

Really, what is there to be ashamed of... Rongrong muttered in her heart.

She was raised by her master, and until she was a girl, she would occasionally soak in the big bathtub with her master.

Suddenly, she sniffed and whispered:

"What does it smell like?"

Warriors have a keen sense of smell.

The sound of water stagnated, and the beautiful woman said with a slightly guilty voice:

"Smell? Well, it may be that I was practicing in the forest for my master, and I got some dirt..."

The yellow-flowered girl didn't know the taste of sugar, so she said "oh" without any doubt.
To be continued...