"Where did it come from?" Although Feng Yeling had a fever on his face, he still refused to let Lan Qiao go, "This is someone else's thing. When did you take it away?"

Lan Qiao didn't dare to look directly into Feng Yeling's eyes, so he simply stood up and walked around for a few steps: "That day, Ling'er wrote these notes and put them on the desk. Later, Zhang Zhongjie came to cause trouble, and the notes were blown out of the window by the wind.

I picked it up and put it away when I had nothing to do."

"Why don't you return it to others after you pick it up?" Feng Yeling blushed and stared at Lan Qiao. Suddenly she felt that she was making trouble unreasonably, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't help but lose my temper again."

Whether Feng Yeling was asking questions or apologizing softly, her eyes were always sincere and clear. Lan Qiao knelt down and stroked her hair with his hands. Feng Yeling closed her eyes slightly in comfort and leaned against Lan Qiao.

"Gu!" His stomach suddenly made a protest sound, and Feng Yeling immediately sat up straight, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Uh... I'm hungry..."

"Oh, then just drink some water." Lan Qiao said helplessly, "Wait a little while..."

Feng Yeling stared at him and said, "What about a little while?"

"Uh..." Lan Qiao scratched his head and said, "I'm used to it..."

"Pfft!" Feng Yeling couldn't help laughing, as if she had never laughed so wildly in her life, "Why are you so stupid and cute?"

"You think I'm stupid?" Lan Qiao patted his head with his hand in confusion, which made Feng Yeling laugh even harder.

"Oh, I won't talk about you anymore. I'm not much better anyway." Feng Yeling laughed so much that she almost burst into tears. After she calmed down a bit, she said, "I felt bad for forcing you to talk about so many personal things, so I said it too.

This is a personal matter to repay you."

Lan Qiao knew that talking could help her temporarily forget the pain of hunger, so she hurriedly said: "I'm all ears."

Feng Yeling sighed softly and said slowly: "My father has arranged a baby marriage with someone else since I was born, so don't forget that I am born in a marquis mansion, but I have no control over such a life-long event."

"Of course." Lan Qiao nodded and said, "It has always been the case since ancient times that parents order matchmakers. But Ling'er doesn't have to worry about this. I believe that with the Marquis's vision and judgment, the person he selected will definitely be

It will make Ling'er feel wronged."

"Of course he is a great hero. Not only does he belong to the same family, but he is also said to be a young genius with both civil and military skills." Feng Yeling said with a helpless smile, "Not only did my father say so, but even my brother who met him also said so about him.

"I give you a lot of praise." She turned to Lan Qiao and explained, "You know my brother is pretty good at martial arts and can lead troops to fight. There are not many people in the world who can get his heartfelt praise."

"To be evaluated like this by the Marquis and the Young Marquis, it seems that this person is indeed extraordinary and worthy of Ling'er." Lan Qiao couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart as he said it, but thinking about it, he would end up in the end no matter what.

He was the only one who accompanied her until the end, and then he became relaxed again and asked, "Have Ling'er yourself met this future husband-in-law?"

"No." Feng Yeling shook his head calmly and said, "Although I asked a lot about him, I never had the chance to actually meet him. My father had invited him to my home several times before, but he declined them all for various reasons.

Sometimes I even feel that he looks down on me or has someone else he likes."

"How is that possible?" Lan Qiao laughed and said, "Ling'er is now the most beautiful woman in the world. She is so knowledgeable about human affairs and has a great family. How could anyone be so stupid as to look down on this person? I heard Ling'er say this person.

It seems that you are famous in the world, but you don’t know who your last name is?"

Just as Feng Yeling was about to answer, he suddenly heard a loud noise like a landslide, and at the same time, the calm water surface suddenly surged with violent waves. Feng Yeling's expression changed, he grabbed Lan Qiao's clothes and said, "What's going on?

?”

Lan Qiao was also frightened. He picked up the half-broken sword and walked to the shore step by step to observe.

"Wow!" As the water splashed, a young man wearing a water jacket poked his head out of the water. Lan Qiao couldn't help being surprised when he saw it: "Zhu Xuan!"

Feng Yeling stood up and glared angrily: "It's not enough for you to kick us off the cliff. Are you going to come here and kill us all?"

"It's all a misunderstanding." Zhu Xuan wiped the water from his face and walked slowly to the shore. "Zhang Zhongjie was ambushing you at that time. I could only save your lives by taking this step."

"Didn't you leave Qingzhou?" Feng Yeling said in disbelief, "How can I trust you now?"

Zhu Xuan smiled and said: "Miss, just think about who has the ability to break the huge rock at the entrance of the cave, and the answer will be readily available."

Feng Yeling said displeasedly: "If you have something to say, just say it. I don't want to play riddles with you." As soon as she finished speaking, she saw another middle-aged man emerging from the water. This man was dressed in plain clothes and stood tall.

With a complexion as bright as jade, Lan Qiao could clearly identify him as Hou Feng Zhenyue of Wenchang.

"Dad!" Feng Yeling cried with joy, rushing into Feng Zhenyue's arms regardless, letting Feng Zhenyue caress her back and hair lovingly.

Just as Lan Qiao was about to step forward to greet him, Feng Zhenyue glanced at him with deep meaning, and a warm smile broke out at the corner of his mouth: "Your name is Qiao Chu, right? It's thanks to you that we can keep Ling'er this time."

You're safe and sound." Although Lan Qiao didn't know why Feng Zhenyue still called him Qiao Chu when he knew he was Lan Qiao, but since he said so, he had no choice but to accept it.

Zhu Xuan spread his hands and said: "Is this your reply? That day I was expelled from Qingzhou by the eldest lady. I was indeed extremely disappointed. I wandered around the border between Qingzhou and Laizhou like a lonely ghost, begging for food. Later I came to

In the mountains, I accidentally saw people from Penglai Pavilion entering Qingzhou in large numbers, and I knew something big was going to happen. Although the eldest lady didn't want to see me, I didn't want the eldest lady to fall into a crisis. After thinking about it, I decided to come back and see what happened.

You can help. I was also involved when Lord Marquis built the mountain city, so I know that there is such a secret cave at the foot of Yanqiu Mountain. I deliberately beat you down and kicked down stones to seal the entrance of the cave, just to let Zhang Zhongjie

I thought you were dead, so I’ll rescue you after it’s safe outside.”

Feng Yeling looked at Feng Zhenyue doubtfully, and Feng Zhenyue smiled and said: "He didn't lie to you. In fact, he found me in the cave on the cliff in the end, and he told me all these things."

"So Mountain City..." Lan Qiao thought for a while and then asked: "How long have we been trapped in total?"

"It was one day and two nights in total." Zhu Xuan remembered it very clearly, "After all, I was the one who brought you down, so I can't really trap you here to death."

"Don't worry." Feng Zhenyue said softly, "As soon as my father came out of seclusion, he first looked for bad luck with the left sword, and beat him to death in less than thirty moves. Zihan also led a group of strong and strong people.

He gave them weapons to resist together, and later Ruhui also came back with his people. The few people in Penglai Pavilion were simply vulnerable, and the birds and beasts soon dispersed."

Lan Qiao had never heard the name Zhu Xuan, and when he saw Feng Zhenyue calling him Zihan, he couldn't help but nod secretly.

Feng Yeling was surprised and happy, and said excitedly: "So the crisis has been resolved?"

"Of course." Zhu Xuan also smiled and said, "The Marquis personally took action just now and shattered the huge boulder at the entrance of the cave with one palm. Now you can go home."

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This was the sweetest, sweetest and most stable sleep that Lan Qiao had had in the past year. After experiencing so much pain, struggle, struggle and hunger, and wandering on the edge of life and death for countless hours, he finally returned to his warmest place.

After eating and drinking, take a warm hot bath, then lie down on the most friendly little bed, pick up the quilt and fall asleep soundly. There is nothing more enjoyable and comfortable than this in the world.

It was already afternoon when he woke up. He sat up, but the room was empty. Feng Yeling and Xia Shuang didn't know where they had gone. There was only the lingering fragrance of the girl in the room, and the bright afternoon sunshine filtered through the window panes of the stone house.

The light comes in and casts "well"-shaped shadows in the room.

Lan Qiao opened the window, and suddenly a blast of cold and clear air hit her face, which was in sharp contrast with the warm sunshine shining on her skin. The blue sky above her head was like a wash, and the deep blue sky seemed to be seen through at a glance, and it seemed as if

You can never see through it.

He breathed in the fresh air greedily, refreshed himself, changed his clothes, stood up, and pushed the door open.

The mountain city behind the snow is a white world, with various stone houses and stone walls, stone roads running between households and courtyards, and the stone platforms and steps connecting the upper and lower floors of the mountain city are all covered with a layer of flat and even snow, which is perfect.

Like jade. In some rooms, a row of exquisitely carved ice ridges of different sizes hang down from the eaves, shining with colorful light in the sun. In some rooms, wisps of white smoke come out, and I don't know whose family is lighting a fire and cooking.

Lan Qiao leisurely looked at the snowy scene full of life in front of him, almost intoxicated by it.

He put on his outer robe and strolled out. On the way, he met several people from the mountain city who passed him busily, with bright smiles on their faces. A collapsed brick wall not far away also fell on

The snow is gone, black bricks and white snow are intertwined, creating a desolate scene.

A bud of an unknown plant grew tenaciously from between the cracks in the bricks, struggling to welcome the nourishment of the sun on the surface of the snow, all of which seemed to be a reward for its resistance to the cold wind all night long.

Blue Bridge turned a corner and came to an open platform. This place used to be green grass in summer, but now it is also covered with snow. However, just under the blue sky and on top of the white snow, a touch of bright green makes Blue Bridge

It gives rise to a feeling of vitality as winter turns to spring.

Wearing a grass-green skirt, short boots with turned-up fur collars, straight and slender breasts, and shining hairpins, Feng Yeling turned her back to him, but as if she could predict his arrival, she suddenly looked back and smiled at him. She

Her cherry lips are as moist as the sweetest and most delicious fruit, and there are endless words of love hidden inside. Her beautiful eyes are as deep as the cleanest and clearest deep pool, with countless sweet dreams underneath, and her smile is like a glacier.

Thawing is like snow melting, like spring buds blooming, like the red sun rising.

Lan Qiao was stunned.

"What are you looking at? Come here quickly." Feng Yeling saw Lan Qiao staring at her like a dumb bird, and couldn't help waving to him.

Lan Qiao then walked over stupidly as if someone had opened her acupoints, but his eyes could not leave her for a moment. He walked to Feng Yeling and said in a nonchalant voice as if he had nothing to say: "Ling'er is wearing this skirt, no matter what.

Cold?"

"No matter how cold it is, how can it be colder than the icy waterway at the foot of Yanqiu Mountain?" Feng Yeling shook her head with a smile, gently picked up the hem of her skirt with both hands, spun around in a circle, bit her lip and said again: "I

Does it look good?"

Lan Qiao couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stared at Feng Yeling with his eyes and said: "I've always heard people say that there are fairies in the sky. I didn't believe it before, but now I do."

"I didn't expect that you look so dull, but you are quite good at talking." Feng Yeling turned around again with satisfaction and said with a smile, "How about walking with me?"

Lan Qiao then walked side by side with her, and the two of them climbed up the steps and strolled along the stone steps to the top of Liuchang Mountain.

Feng Yeling was silent all the way, and the jade hand close to Lan Qiao always touched Lan Qiao's hand intentionally and unintentionally.

Lan Qiao thought of her engagement with a certain hero whose name she didn't know, and secretly thought that she and she were destined to be destined to each other. He couldn't help feeling sad, and simply put his hands behind his back to avoid any skin contact with Feng Yeling.

Feng Yeling didn't care either. The two of them walked slowly all the way, and it was almost dusk when they reached the top of the mountain to see the Yuan Peak. They stood side by side, enjoying the magnificent and stretching Yishan Mountains, and the rejuvenated Liuchang Mountain City from a distance, and then

Then look at the vast silvery white wilderness at the foot of the mountain, and Qingzhou City standing on the plain at the end of the line of sight.

Climbing high and looking into the distance, expressing my feelings, the Blue Bridge stood in the wind. When I went up the mountain, the sadness in my heart also faded a little. I heard Feng Yeling suddenly say: "Say, if I have someone I like, he is upright, kind, and good in both civil and military affairs."

, he is affectionate and responsible, should I tell him my feelings?"

Lan Qiao sighed softly in his heart. After knowing that she was definitely out of danger, he thought of her future husband who was engaged to her. He calmed down a little and said with certainty: "Of course it should be. Happiness is only secure if you hold it in your own hands. The eldest lady once

He said that the Marquis had invited him to meet at the mansion several times before but he missed it. Maybe Ling'er personally invited him this time and he rushed over."

"Seriously? Then I'll write to him right now." Feng Yeling didn't care that Lan Qiao didn't call him "Ling'er" but instead called him "Miss". He glanced at Lan Qiao noncommittally and walked into a hexagonal pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Xia Shuang had already prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones in the pavilion. When Feng Yeling came in, she bowed and stepped back.
To be continued...