Warm boiled eggs

Ten days later, Jimo Xiao, the fourth prince who had just passed his thirties, won the throne of the Nordic Dynasty.

The next day, the gate of Sai City in Dongmubian opened slowly, and few people left the city. Yu Hao and Bai Ying led the horse and donkey, paid the tax money, and they got on the donkey and rode out in a swaying manner.

The Huaihe River belongs to the upper and lower reaches of the Eastern Mu Dynasty and the Nordic Dynasty in the Zhaoyun Continent. It is the main transportation link between the Eastern Mu Dynasty and the Northern Europe. There was a large-scale war here more than 20 years ago, which resulted in piles of corpses in the upper and lower reaches of the Huaihe River. The Huaihe River was stained with blood, causing the friendly relationship between Dongmu and Nordic to break instantly.

After exiting the city gate of Dongmubian, we walked straight for dozens of days, passing through a lush forest, which is the border of the Huaihe River, looking at the winding and twisting northern European border that can't be seen at a glance.

Yu Hao sighed, and said, "How can we get there?! We can't swim over, right?"

Beside him is a barren land, in front of him is an endless river, uninhabited, reeds and dense weeds are growing wildly, unknown birds are constantly chirping, only two people, a horse and a donkey are standing in front of them. River bank.

The two stood quietly among the rippling grass of the reeds, looking at the exposed water surface of the Huai River, silent.

Looking at the flowing water, Bai Ying said slowly and seemed to be talking to herself: "I was picked up by my master in the Huaihe River."

Yu Hao turned his head to look at Bai Ying, and said, "You told me that before."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Baiying's mouth, her eyes were as deep as ancient water, she turned her head and asked softly, "Tell me, why didn't such a wide and such a long river drown a newborn baby?"

Yu Hao's eyelashes trembled slightly, his dark brown pupils looked directly at Bai Ying, and said calmly, "His life should not be lost."

Bai Ying shook her head lightly, let out a long sigh, and said: "He was superfluous from birth, he is a symbol of disaster and death, he is destined to be entangled in loneliness, he..."

"Don't talk anymore! Don't talk anymore!" He desperately shook his head to signal Bai Ying to stop talking. Yu Hao felt a slight pain in his heart. He hugged Bai Ying tightly and stroked Bai Ying's back. Yu Hao felt Bai Ying Trembling slightly, Yu Hao rested his chin on Bai Ying's neck, silently listening to Bai Ying's heartbeat.

Bai Ying stretched her arms around Yu Hao's waist, pursed her lips, the charming shadow cast by her long eyelashes covered her eyes like a deep pool, her lips moved slightly, and said: "Yu Hao, listen, it sounds like a baby is crying Voice."

Yu Hao opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, he looked at Bai Ying, and said calmly: "No, I didn't hear."

Bai Ying opened her eyes, looked directly at Yu Hao with moist eyes, smiled slightly, and said nothing, just hugged Yu Hao tightly, greedily sucking every trace of Yu Hao's body temperature.

Large pieces of reeds are in a trance, waving layer by layer, making rustling noises, and occasionally a few birds chirping and flying, making the sound of piercing the air.

Quietly, the two of them have been standing on the shore without moving a bit, and the sound of water flowing can be heard in the distance.

The white sails were blown by the wind and pushed a steamer to the shore slowly. The small boat stirred up waves, separated from the water surface, and got closer and closer to the shore until it stopped. A middle-aged man dressed as a fisherman brought a The long plank spanned from the boat to the shore, and then waved to Bai Ying and Yu Hao to signal them to get on the boat.

Bai Ying and Yu Hao separated, Yu Hao looked at Bai Ying suspiciously, Bai Ying said softly: "Let's go."

Yu Hao said, and then he and Bai Ying led the horse and the donkey, and boarded the ship on wooden boards.

The boat is not big, but it can accommodate about 30 people, and there were only two people on board, one is the fisherman who steers the boat, and the other is Bai Ying's hidden guard, but he is now dressed as a farmer.

"Master, everything in Shanzhou is in order."

Bai Ying nodded and asked, "There's still nothing happening at the Jimo Banquet?"

The dark guard replied: "Yes."

Bai Ying thought for a while, and said to his subordinates, "Send people to monitor the interior of the palace first, and withdraw people from Shanzhou."

"Yes."

"Jimo Xiao's ascension to the throne is not to be underestimated, but he is still more afraid of the Jimo banquet. You have to pay close attention to Jimo Xiao, and report immediately if there is any news. I may stay in Shanzhou for a while."

The dark guard nodded and replied respectfully: "Yes."

Bai Ying nodded and turned to look at Yu Hao.

Yu Hao leaned against the railing of the boat, watching the clear water shadow shining with little light, feeling the tranquility of the Huaihe River, watching the reflection cast on the dark green surface of the water, Yu Hao's eyes were rippling, thinking about Bai Ying's words just now.

Looking at the long and calm Huaihe River, it only takes a cup of tea on the boat to reach the other side of the river.

Once on the shore, Baiying's men disappeared. At a glance, there were sparse forests, light green, and clear blue, and the opposite bank was the scene of barren rivers and wild crossings, empty and deserted.

Yu Hao and Bai Ying got on the donkey and rode it into Northern Europe.

Yu Hao asked: "Where are you going to Northern Europe this time?"

"Shanzhou."

Yu Hao nodded and asked: "When everything is over, shall we go back to Tangxia Town?"

"Okay," Bai Ying nodded.

"Find someone to succeed you as priest?"

"it is good"

"Should we change it back to how it was?"

"it is good"

"Give me the last time"

Bai Ying rolled her eyes, smiled lightly and said, "No."

Yu Hao cursed in a low voice, then rolled his eyes and said, "The reaction is really fast."

The corners of Bai Ying's lips curled up in joy, and she said, "Is it so important to be at the top?"

Yu Hao opened his eyes slightly, nodded and said: "Of course! Which man would like to be subdued by a man, hum!" Yu Hao snorted, and continued: "One day I will revive my masculinity."

Bai Ying hugged Yu Hao from behind, leaned close to Yu Hao's hair, said with a smile at the corner of her mouth, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

"cut!"

The two rode on donkeys, laughing and cursing, looking for the final result on the unknown road.

Their playful words also infect the surrounding environment, reflecting the sky and sending out a soft radiance, clear and ethereal, making the flying birds twitter, resounding through the sky crisply.

Shanzhou

With a light touch on the toes, a touch of purple clothes floated into the hospital.

The man in purple carefully looked at the mansion, and then walked towards a courtyard in a familiar way, and came to a side room in front of the window, poked through the paper window, and looked inside, only to see a man in white sitting inside. Ning Zhi held a brush in his hand to write thick ink and incense, the man in purple breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the window in.

The breeze blew the sleeves of the man in white. The man in white stopped writing on the rice paper, looked at the person coming, and asked, "Why are you back?"

The man in purple didn't answer the man in white, but poured himself a glass of water first to relieve his dry mouth.

The man in white was very patient, he watched the man in purple silently, smiled and said nothing.

The man in purple wiped the sweat from his forehead, revealing a handsome and refined face. He was the uncle who rescued Yu Hao from his life when Yu Hao was hunted down by the night people.

The man in purple tidied up his messy brocade robe, breathed a sigh of relief, looked directly at the man in white, and after a while, his lips moved slightly: "Ying'er has come to Shanzhou."

The hand of the man in white trembled, and the tip of the writing brush in his hand trembled along with him, dripping a bean-sized ink, which smudged and dyed on the snow-white rice paper, and then expanded violently.

The man in white lowered his eyebrows, watching the painting of ink lotus painted in black ink on the drawing paper completely destroyed by this thick juice.

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