There are mountains in Qincheng, which are called red leaves. To the southwest of Qincheng, the autumn frost is smeared. When the season comes, the mountains are covered with maples.
This is what Liu Miao'er learned from the book. Hongye Mountain is actually Maple Leaf Mountain. In autumn, the entire mountain turns red, like a fire burning on the top of the mountain, scorching people's sight.
But now that autumn has arrived, the Red Leaf Mountain is naturally covered with red leaves. Liu Miao'er sat in the carriage and opened the curtain. Looking from a distance, she felt like a ball of fire floating in the air, strong and hot.
I didn't expect that Xiao Leng, who has a cold and murderous face, would also like this kind of place?
Liu Miao'er was very puzzled, but when she thought about some people who were cold on the outside but passionate on the inside, she felt that she couldn't judge people by their appearance. What's more, when she was beaten last time, Xiao Leng protected her without hesitation, which was enough
I can see that he is not as cold as he appears. This way, I can make friends.
So Liu Miaoer watched the red leaf mountain getting closer and closer, and the smile on her face became deeper and deeper.
Finally, when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Liu Miaoer was surprised to find that there were quite a few people coming to Hongye Mountain. There was a tea shed at the foot of the mountain, and people were drinking tea. A wine flag appeared on the top of the bushes not far away, vaguely visible.
I heard the sound of many bowls of wine.
There was a huge crowd, and it was like a small gathering. The people coming and going were either a family, or three or five friends. The folk customs in Daxia were relatively open, and women were not restricted from going out, so something flashed in Liu Miao'er's eyes.
She was a little girl, with a youthful face and a hint of excitement. From time to time, she would look sideways at the literati or knights passing by, her face red and her heart beating, but her eyes were burning.
Those holding swords and fans came and went in front of Liu Miao'er. From time to time, a red leaf floated down, adding a bit of fiery color to Liu Miao'er's eyes.
Unexpectedly, people in ancient times also liked traveling, and this place has really become a leisure place!
Liu Miao'er's mouth twitched and she glanced at the place, but found no trace of Xiao Leng.
I had no choice but to go up the stairs to the tavern, but I still didn't see Xiao Leng.
His cold and hard appearance must not fit in with this lively and leisurely atmosphere. Forget it, if you climb higher, you should be able to meet him.
Liu Miao'er thought this way and left Lin Zi to watch the carriage and was about to get on it. Lin Zi hurriedly pulled her to prevent her from leaving alone.
"Is this Miss Liu'er?" Liu Miao'er was grabbed by Lin Zi. Just as she was about to talk to Lin Zi, a man who had been looking at Liu Miao'er for a long time finally came over.
The man's voice was low and confident, and he held a black sword in his hand. There were calluses on the tiger's mouth, and he looked like he had been practicing martial arts for a long time.
Liu'er, only Xiao Leng knows that my name is Liu'er! It seems that this person is Xiao Leng's subordinate. Sure enough, Xiao Leng has a high status, and everyone around him is so impressive!
Liu Miao'er glanced at the man and sighed while nodding and acknowledging his identity. After all, Xiao Leng was the only one who knew that she would come here and that her name was Liu'er.
"In that case, please, Miss, come with me. Our master will be waiting for you on the plains on the mountainside."
The man was respectful and polite, and he seemed to be very well-educated. Upon hearing this, Liu Miao'er was about to nod, but was stopped by Lin Zi.
"Miss, don't do this nonsense!"
Lin Zi was considered a seasoned person and did not want Liu Miaoer to be deceived.
But Liu Miao'er was not a child either. She glanced at the man, thought about it and asked, "Since I am your master, you should let me know who your master is."
The man was startled, glanced at Liu Miao'er's big belly, and intuitively concluded that he had not mistaken the person, so he took out a piece of cloth from his arms. The piece of cloth was torn extremely unevenly, and the edges were like tatters, but the texture was
The material was of the highest quality. When Liu Miaoer saw this thing, she no longer had any doubts.
These were the sleeves of her inner garment, something she tore up herself to use as a bandage. No one else would have it except Xiao Leng.