Glory to the ancestors

The mountain road is rugged, and the carriage can't get up halfway.

Han Yu grabbed the hand of the sweet-scented osmanthus and helped him jump out of the carriage, "Be careful."

Osmanthus nods.

Rong Zhen didn't get such good treatment anymore, he climbed down the edge of the carriage, looked at the people behind, pointed to the front, "Climb up."

This mountain is very familiar to Osmanthus osmanthus, Rong Zhen used to recuperate here, and he visited both the front and back mountains.

Osmanthus osmanthus is not the happiest when she revisits her old place now.

Jiang Yuhan was so excited that her hands trembled, she and Tong'er supported each other tremblingly, "Osmanthus osmanthus, how long do we have to go?"

Osmanthus osmanthus turned her head and made a gesture, which meant that there was still a while.

Jiang Yuhan hurriedly straightened her clothes, and said nervously, "Okay, okay, then let's go."

Rong Zhen sighed, he didn't know if it was a good thing for Jiang Yuzan to see Rong Gan, he beckoned and let the sweet-scented osmanthus come to his side, the two walked together, Han Yu stood behind them, hugging his chest. Holding a sword, he didn't know why, he was a little flustered.

Yun Cang led a group of imperial guards and waited in the main altar of the Liangqian Sect. He yawned and just happened to wait for the people inside to open the door...

This mountain is not too steep, but it is winding and winding. After a while, Rong Zhen was a little out of breath.

Osmanthus osmanthus prepared a veil, soaked it in some water, and asked Rong Zhen to apply it on the mouth and nose, which relieved it a little.

Seeing Rong Zhen suffering so much, Han Yu felt uncomfortable, so he stepped forward and squatted down, "Come on."

Rong Zhen glanced at Han Yu, shook his hand, and said weakly, "It's almost here."

"Come up as soon as I tell you," Han Yu said involuntarily, letting Osmanthus osmanthus support Rong Zhen and ride on his back.

Finally reached the end of the forest, there were several huts inside, with muddy roofs and thatched walls. Han Yu really couldn't believe that Rong Zhen, who was so precious, could live here for two years.

Osmanthus osmanthus was familiar with the way, entered the small yard, and tapped the stone table twice with the ladle of water, which meant that someone had come.

An old man with white beard and hair came out, he was too old to open his eyes, and asked immediately, "The sweet-scented osmanthus is back?"

Rong Zhen bowed to him, "Yes, Master Gu."

"You're here too." The old man snorted, as if he didn't like Rong Zhen very much, "To see that person?"

"Where is he?" Jiang Yuhan asked first.

The old man raised his eyebrows, "Who is this girl?"

Rong Zhen deliberated for a long time, but he didn't know how to introduce Jiang Yuzan, so he could only say, "A former friend of my brother's."

Jiang Yuzan was taken aback, not knowing what Rong Zhen meant, but in order to see Rong Gan, she didn't care that much, and took a step forward and asked, "Old man, where is Rong Gan?"

"Houshan." The old man beckoned to the osmanthus, and the osmanthus hurried over, helping the old man, "Go and see, and let the osmanthus talk to me."

Jiang Yuzan quickly looked at Rong Zhen, Rong Zhen nodded, and then winked at Han Yu, telling him to follow.

The back mountain is not far away, but we have to pass through a bamboo forest again, Rong Zhen walked in the front, muttering something from time to time.

Although Han Yu doesn't understand, Jiang Yuhan understands that this is a formation, no wonder the Queen Mother sent many people to find Rong Gan, Rong Zhen really hid Rong Gan well.

Behind the bamboo forest are two huts, which are much better built than the thatched house in the front mountain.

Han Yu looked inside and called out, "Is anyone there?"

"Eh!"

This familiar voice made Jiang Yuhan tremble, it was coming, Rong Gan was coming.

Jiang Yuhan bit her lip nervously, waiting for someone to come out of the hut.

A young man opened the door, poked his head out, looked around twice, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ronggan, do you still remember me?" Jiang Yuhan had prepared earlier, she knew that Ronggan must have been greatly stimulated that night after passing by, and it doesn't matter if she forgets herself, anyway, they have nothing in the past, as long as...

"Who is it?" Another voice came from the cabin, it was clear and pleasant, and it was a woman's.

Jiang Yuhan froze for a moment, and was stunned.

"I don't know either," Rong Qian replied towards the door, "Come out and see if it's someone you know?"

Han Yu was at a loss for a while, looked at Rong Zhen, "He doesn't even know you?"

"I've never been here." Rong Zhen replied, "I don't want to disturb him." He looked at Jiang Yuhan again, "They."

"Ma'am, it hurts..." Tong'er shrank her neck, and Jiang Yuhan pinched her palms purple.

Jiang Yuzan shook, let go of Tong'er, "I'm sorry."

After a while, a little girl who is not tall and looks pretty came out, she recognized Rong Zhen, "Grandpa?"

Rong Zhen nodded, "How are you doing?"

"Very good," the little girl grabbed Rong Gan's hand, and pulled him to walk in front of Rong Zhen, "It's just that his brain is still stupid, and he can't think of anything."

Rong Gan rubbed the little girl's hair, "Who are you talking about being stupid?"

The little girl laughed.

The two are in love with each other, so they are not a good match.

Even if he was as dull as Han Yu, he couldn't help turning his head to Jiang Yuhan, looking at her worriedly.

Jiang Yuzan seemed to have been sucked out of her soul, staring closely at the person who shared the same shell with Rong Gan, watching him use the pair of delicate tea sets to help other girls straighten their hairpins, watching him never do it for others. The corners of my open mouth curled up because of the other girl's words...

Tong'er supported Jiang Yuhan, fearing that she would fall down if she wasn't paying attention.

"This is, your former friend," Rong Zhen pointed at Jiang Yuzan to Rong Gan, "Miss Jiang."

Rong Gan tilted his head and smiled, "Did I know such a pretty girl before?"

Jiang Yuhan didn't have to guess that her current expression must be ugly, but she resisted the tears that were about to fall from her eyes, and slowly, slowly crossed her hands on her waist, like what her mother taught her at the beginning, like When she met Ronggan Noodles for the first time, she saluted respectfully, "My lord, you are polite."

Rong Zhen turned his head to the other side, he couldn't bear to watch any more.