Iceberg beauty lifts her head

Do you even know what it means to see no evil?

With a heavy snort, Yao Qiyun narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, staring at the disheveled Feng Chengyu with a strong sense of scrutiny.

The originally indifferent gaze was now like an ice pick, which could poke two holes out of people.

"Okay, okay, I understand what Brother Yao means."

Reluctantly curling his lips, Feng Chengyu stopped the gently shaking fan.

Gather up the placket that was wide open from the shoulders to cover the large ivory white chest muscles that were exposed.

Then he picked up the long belt that he had left on the futon, and tied it loosely around his waist.

Take care of the more upright appearance in Yao Qiyun's mind.

Sure enough, after seeing his series of actions, Yao Qiyun withdrew his sharp gaze just now, and began to close his eyes slowly, as if... he was about to close his eyes and rest his mind.

The corners of Feng Chengyu's mouth curled higher.

He has always dressed unruly or even loosely, but he feels that the tightly wrapped body, even if it is only a thin piece of clothing, will be stuffy and sick:

"Hot weather!"

With the slight bump of the carriage, the teacups on the coffee table made a crisp knocking sound.The green tea leaves soaked in the pot are gradually soaked, and a burst of tea fragrance comes against people.

The slightly bitter breath pervades the entire carriage, like the clouds and smoke hidden in the misty mountains, clear and light.

Feng Chengyu, who kept shaking the fan to try to cool off for a while but to no avail, also tried to settle down and comprehend a state called calmness and natural coolness.

Yao Qiyun was never in a hurry, sitting cross-legged on the soft bed like an ice sculpture.An Ran didn't even move a finger.

Only the occasional opening of his eyes allowed Feng Chengyu to judge that he was not asleep.

"Brother Yao?"

He personally held up the teapot and slowly lowered it, and poured a wisp of clear tea into the painted pottery cup. Feng Chengyu eagerly pushed the teacup in front of Yao Qiyun:

"This cold pagoda tree tea was picked by Luo Wuchen in the North Mountain of Xiancheng before. It can produce body fluids and relieve the heat. I am afraid of heat, so I have prepared a lot for this trip, and the tea tastes very delicious. Even I don't drink tea very much. Everyone has fallen in love with it, so you try it too?"

Oh... dormant again?

There is nothing to do with him, so I pick up the cup and pour myself a drink.

While sipping tea carefully, he raised his sleeves and unbuttoned the buttons from time to time, trying to liberate himself again.

Complaints are like one cup after another of tea, without interruption: "It's just that this tea is good, but it's just a cup of water after all, and it can't relieve too much heat. I'm just a weak person, not as good as Brother Yao's internal strength Hunhou can evacuate body temperature, but if you really can't stand the heat, how can you wear clothes?"

"Besides, there are only two men in the carriage..."

Uh... upset again?

Feng Chengyu bent his index finger, pressed his knuckles against his forehead and rubbed helplessly, and had to change the subject: "Forget it, I was just kidding with you... The weather on this journey is not so poisonous... It's not bad Half an hour!"

"Besides, we should be able to reach Chengguan today, and there is only a few cups of tea left. Let's drink some tea, and we should get off the carriage."

Yao Qiyun was really speechless. He didn't have much to say and he didn't want to express. When he met such a "weird person", he really didn't know what to say about him.

This young man from a rich family called Feng Chengyu, during the ten-day journey in the barren mountains, took care of the bedding and tea they needed in the carriage in an orderly manner.

Except that there are no posthouses along the way, bathing can only be done by occasionally scrubbing by the river, and the daily porridge, noodles, tea and eggs, although the conditions are limited and the dishes are simple, are all cooked by him in a small red clay stove. Come out, and bring it to your own table in person.

This kind of care day after day is very grateful.

This kind of person is not bad, in fact, it is worth making friends.But there are some bad habits, such as fear of heat, and once I feel hot, I like to take off my clothes...

The brown-red gauze curtain was blown up by the wind, and a bright sun shines from outside the curtain, brightening a corner of the coffee table.

Feng Chengyu leaned his elbows on several tables, half of his broad shoulders that were deliberately exposed, and a small section of white muscle under the shoulders, bathed in the sun, looked more and more soft, in Yao Qiyun's view, it was really Too dazzling.

"finish dressing."

Emphasizing on his request again, Yao Qiyun picked up the cup that he pushed over just now, and took a sip gently.

The chilling sight never left Feng Chengyu half an inch, clear and stubborn, with the intention of never moving away if he failed to achieve his goal.

Feng Chengyu, who was stared at by death again, still succumbed to his "desire".

He raised his hand and obediently pulled back his shirt, but he didn't let up on his words, and muttered a few words in a low voice: "Brother Yao is very gentle, but he cares about people so fiercely... I am a manly man, if you think about it, you can see my whole body If it's all over, I won't clamor for you to be responsible, so why would I stick to such a small matter..."

Yao Qiyun was the same as before, after seeing him dressed, she didn't bother to talk to him about his nonsense, so as not to get angry with him.

This young man from a rich family who is out of tune by nature, knows that there are people in front of him, but he always doesn't wear his clothes well, and he is used to being neat and tidy, so he can't ignore him even if he wants to.

I had to stare at him until he was embarrassed by the stare and reluctantly put it on, but after a while this person would start to make mistakes again, so at the end of the day, I had to remind him at least six or seven times. Just thinking about it gives me a headache!

The car was still rolling towards the north, and the scenery outside the curtain changed one after another. With the retreat of a lush forest, the field of vision gradually became wider.

Standing not far away is an adobe-colored city wall that stretches for hundreds of miles. In the morning and noon, the carriage finally drove into the pass after the guards checked the customs clearance documents of the two.

Walking on the long street in Xiancheng, the speed of the horse dropped significantly due to being blocked by the crowds on the street, and even stopped for a few moments, not even moving.

Crawling like a snail for more than half an hour is really exhausting.Even Feng Chengyu, who always loves to keep chattering in Yao Qiyun's ear, showed a little tiredness and became abnormally quiet.

Holding his face halfway in one hand, leaning his elbow lazily by the window, Feng Chengyu yawned in an inelegant way, observing the direction of the carriage from time to time.

There was a fragrance of powder and powder in the carriage, and the carriage was passing by a Rouge Langfang at this time.

Behind the railing under the attic, stood a tall and slender girl.

Obviously, he recognized Feng Chengyu in the carriage at a glance, and his pretty face was instantly filled with joy.

Across the graceful green willows in front of the corridor, she waved her little hands frequently, and was warmly inviting him.

"I used to have business dealings with this Langfang when I lived here. Now it's been half a year since I saw you. I want to stay and catch up with my old friends here. I won't be able to go with you, Brother Yao anymore."

Folding his hands on the edge of the window, Feng Chengyu turned his head and looked at Yao Qiyun apologetically.

There is no need to feel sorry at first, since they have already arrived at the destination of Xiancheng, it is only natural for them to separate at this time.

It's just that it's always a bit abrupt to put someone down suddenly.

9. Chapter 9

Yao Qiyun just responded to him lightly, and naturally noticed the eager invitation of the girl outside the carriage, so he couldn't stay anymore.

He picked up the burden that had been resting on the brown wooden frame for a long time, and carried it neatly on his shoulders.He gently opened the vermilion gauze curtain, and issued a very gentle voice to the outside of the car door:

"get off."

"Yes!"

Luo Wuchen, who was sitting in front of the chariot and driving, was signaled, and immediately reined in the reins lightly in his hand, picked a place with few passers-by, and slowly parked the carriage along the street in Langfang.

After the car stopped firmly, Yao Qiyun just nodded slightly to Feng Chengyu, then stepped off the car ladder and left without leaving a word of farewell.

"At least we took the car together for more than ten days...but there is no nostalgia at all! Thinking about it is really sad!"

Feng Chengyu muttered softly, looking helplessly at the white figure that quickly disappeared into the street.

There was a hint of a meaningful smile in the slightly raised corners of his lips.

Rouge Langfang, which is full of fragrant powder, extends to the outskirts of the city, with no end in sight. The further south you go, the quieter the surrounding scenery becomes.

Yao Qiyun quickly rushed to Dong's residence where Dong Yizhi lived according to the information left by the elders of the Yao family.

An hour later, Yao Qiyun quickly arrived at the specific location and stood in front of the door of that family.

Facing you is a deep house surrounded by light gray brick walls on the left and right, extending together with several surrounding courtyards, with a unique style.

Two large, dark, flat doors were tightly closed, and two strings of bright red crepe lanterns were hung on the left and right under the eaves.

On the other hand, there is a plaque hanging on the tall lintel, which is written in cursive with vermilion single lacquer. It is the household name of an ordinary wealthy person, not the "Lei Hong Fist Dadong's House" as the Yao family elders said.

It seems that the Dong family no longer lives here.

The bronzing on the plaque is still very new, probably not long after the gate was replaced.

Frowning slightly, Yao Qiyun stepped up two stone steps, clasped the heavy carved brass door knocker and knocked, repeating it several times.When people hear it, they come out and answer the door, so that they can find out the latest whereabouts of Dong's family.

With a few bang bang bangs, footsteps came from the courtyard.

A domestic servant opened the door with a gap, and looked carefully through the crack. His eyes flicked left and right for a while, until he went back and forth to confirm that the person who came was just a young man. What kind of lunatic and villain, just slightly pushed the door open, but his eyes were still flickering:

"What do you want my dear friend to do?"

Obviously aware that this person is full of defense against him at the moment, Yao Qiyun paused for a while, carefully considering his words: "Excuse me, where did the Dong family who lived here before go?"

As soon as the three words "Dong family" blurted out, then