After Qingming gl

The next morning, Yan Bugu woke up very early.

Near the window, there was a red sandalwood table with three bowls of tea on it.

In the hot air, Yan Bugu took a paper bag and poured white powder into the teacup bit by bit.

There were a few birdsong outside the window, and under the golden sunlight, Yan Bugu's side face looked soft and delicate.

"Are you trying to keep them awake?"

Jun Mengling's faint voice came from behind, combined with Nuanxi's golden light, it was hazy and clear.

Yan Bugu didn't turn his head back and said:

"fine."

Looking at her busy back, Jun Mengling asked again:

"Are you sure they will drink?"

Yan Bugu picked up the wooden stick next to the teacup, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"If you don't drink, you will be knocked unconscious, and then give them a drink."

Jun Mengling was silent.

Yan Bugu looked back at her unconsciously, only to see that she was stepping barefoot on the blanket covered with brocade patterns, her long ink-like hair was hanging around her waist, her brown eyes were downcast, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Since last night, their relationship has become delicate, like before, but not like before.

But obviously, none of them are willing to break the current situation.

Yan Bugu saw that Jun Mengling was in a daze, a little indifferent, his heart tightened, and with a smile on his lips, he called out tentatively:

"master?"

When Jun Mengling heard the words, he gave a soft "hmm".

Yan Bugu immediately felt relieved, and turned back to go to her business.

After a while, she put three cups of tea on the tray, picked up the tray, picked up the wooden stick, and walked out.

Jun Mengling didn't move, staring at Yan Bugu's leaving back, squinting his eyes in a daze.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yan Bugu came back with an empty tray.

Jun Mengling came back to his senses and looked at her leisurely.

Yan Bugu was wearing a purple blue wide-sleeved long dress prepared by the waiter at the inn, covered with a white tulle.At the end of the skirt is embroidered a large piece of deep purple peonies, clustered tightly together, it is too beautiful to behold.

Her long hair was hanging loosely around her waist, making her usually handsome face a bit more feminine and gentle.

Jun Mengling's eyes flashed, and he whispered to her:

"come over!"

Yan Bugu knew what she was going to do, walked over and half knelt down.

Jun Mengling took out a hairpin from beside the pillow, and quickly pulled up Yan Bugu's hair.

Holding hands and asking:

"Is it done?"

When Yan Bugu heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes:

"done."

Thinking about the scene just now, she couldn't help laughing.

They went to the hiding place of the Nanjiange people on this trip. To avoid suspicion, they should not bring outsiders with them.

So in order not to let Chen Wenqian and Xiao Shan Xiaoshui continue to follow them, Yan Bugu prepared some perspiration medicine early in the morning and put it in the tea for Chen Wenqian and his group to drink.

As a result, the three of them wisely chose not to drink, so Yan Bugu picked up a wooden stick and knocked them unconscious, then poured them one by one with a teacup.

Of course, in order to avenge yesterday, Yan Bugu kicked the fainted Chen Wenqian several times to relieve his anger.

Jun Mengling's fingers were soft and strong, before Yan Bugu could carefully feel the temperature on those slender fingers, Jun Mengling tied her hair back.

Yan Bugu raised his head and asked, his eyes were bright:

"Master, when shall we leave?"

Jun Mengling pondered for a moment, then replied lightly:

"Go and wake up Lin Jinwen and the others, we will set off after breakfast."

Yan Bugu nodded, got up and was about to go out, but suddenly approached Jun Mengling, stole a scent on her left cheek, and said with a smile:

"Master, it's pretty good for us to be like this, right?"

After breakfast, everyone packed their luggage and set off.

Along the way, the breeze is caressing, the sky is high and the air is refreshing, but it is also pleasant.

Occasionally they would stop and find a tea shop and wine shop to rest.

In this way, within a day, they arrived at the foot of the Lotus Breath Peak.

In front was a lush forest. Yan Bugu and the others tied their horses to the tree and walked deep into the forest on foot.

After walking in for a while, the field of vision gradually widened.

When they reached the end of the forest, a huge stone wall stood in front of them.

Yan Bugu was stunned:

"Is... there is no way? Then we..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zixuan stepped forward and pulled her away, and said with disdain:

"Slag, I'm coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed aside the thick weeds and groped carefully.

Seeing this, Jun Mengling turned around.

Yan Bugu also turned around.

After a while, there was a "rumbling" sound of rubbing stones behind him.

Yan Bugu looked back, but saw a small stone door on the stone wall, pushing to the left.

Shock appeared in her eyes, her mouth was slightly opened, and she said:

"This……"

Seeing this, Lin Zixuan laughed loudly:

"Zhazha, haven't you seen it before. This was made by our grandpa, isn't it amazing?"

Yan Bugu asked suspiciously:

"Who made it?"

"My grandpa."

"Hey! Good grandson!"

Yan Bugu raised his eyebrows, and a smirk formed on the corner of his mouth.

After Lin Zixuan was silent for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Scum!"

Jun Mengling didn't bother to pay attention to them, and bent down into the stone gate by himself.

After the stone gate was opened, a narrow stone path was revealed from the stone wall.

The stone path is narrow, and everyone is bending over, gritting their teeth and walking in bit by bit.

There was no light inside, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Yan Bugu followed behind Jun Mengling, taking advantage of the darkness, she secretly held Jun Mengling's hand.

It was cool, with a somewhat inhuman chill.

With a soft smile on the corner of Yan Bugu's mouth, he gently stroked Jun Mengling's palm with his index finger, Jun Mengling's body trembled involuntarily, and then returned to normal.

After walking for a while, Lin Zixuan suddenly said:

"Okay, here it is."

Everyone stopped.

Lin Zixuan took out the fire pocket, looked up for a while with the faint light from the fire pocket, then raised his hand and knocked three times on a black-striped stone above their heads.

After a while, there was a "boom" sound above the head.

The stone suddenly disappeared, and light poured down from the vacated space.

Two heads protruded from there, and a surprised voice came from above.

"It's the young master and the others!"

The twine hangs down.

"Second Young Master! Come up quickly!"