It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

Li Peiyu and Master Ting love Yuanshen very much. In order not to hurt his most beloved son, Yuanshen was raised as a daughter since he was a child, and lived in the court for many years, so that few people in Qingjiang City have seen her. he.

Therefore, there are very few people who can recognize Tinghe at a glance.

Ting He turned his head in the direction of the sound, and saw a handsome and unrestrained man who happened to come up from the first floor.

Look at this face...it seems to be the young master of the city lord's mansion?

Trying to find such a person from memory, Ting He smiled gently and distantly: "So it's Li Ershao. It's been a long time."

"It really is Miss Tingjia!" Li Wenmao's eyes lit up, he put away the folding fan with a slap, hurried to Tinghe's table, and sat down directly opposite Tinghe.

Zhan Yungui, who was beside Hou Zai Tinghe, frowned lightly, and his eyes became unfriendly when he looked at Li Wenmao.

Li Wenmao didn't notice him at all, poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "I saw you just now when I was on the first floor, and I thought I was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be true. Why, court Uncle and Aunt Li are willing to let you out?"

The expression on Ting He's face remained unchanged, "What are you talking about, I just came out to relax."

"Really? How do I remember that you once told me that you just wanted to go out for a walk, but my uncle and aunt refused, so I was sad for a while." Li Wenmao scratched his face hesitantly, "Did I remember wrong gone?"

"About your memory is wrong." Ting He changed the subject, "It's you, why didn't you stay at home with your wife today, but ran out alone?"

The Li family, the owner of Qingjiang City, and the scholarly family have always been on good terms. The owner of Li and Master Ting often see each other as brothers.

Li Wenmao, the second young master of the Li family, naturally also got to know Tinghe.

In fact, there is another eldest lady in the Li family who married far away a few years ago, and if Li Wenmao hadn't already had a wife, maybe he would marry Tinghe.

But what is strange is that even the original body has never met Li Wenmao's wife.

But every time I see Li Wenmao, I will hear from the other party how good his wife is, and the deep love in his eyes cannot be doubted.

Hearing Tinghe's question, Li Wenmao's attention was diverted in an instant, "Yue'er accidentally caught a cold recently and is resting at home. The doctor said she should not go out and walk around, and she can't even participate in the temple fair held at Lingqi Temple tomorrow. "

"Because of this, Yue'er is very annoyed. I didn't use much for breakfast this morning. It really hurts me to see it."

"No, in order to make Yue'er feel better, I plan to go to Lingqi Temple tomorrow to get a talisman to give to her, maybe it will make her happy."

He was a little thirsty, so Li Wenmao added another cup of tea for himself, and after drinking it in one gulp, he continued: "As for why I went out alone today... Hehe."

Li Wenmao smiled brightly, and took out a pack of dim sum as if conjuring: "The new peach cake from Yupinzhai, Yue'er's favorite dim sum, freshly baked, very fragrant!"

As if infected by Li Wenmao's smile, Ting He couldn't help but smile knowingly, "So I came here specially to buy some snacks for your wife. I think Mrs. Zun will be very happy."

"I hope so." Li Wenmao smiled embarrassedly.

The corners of Ting He's lips curled up slightly, and he raised his hand to get a teapot to pour himself a glass of water, but just as he stretched out his hand, Zhan Yungui who was standing beside him snatched it away.

Zhan Yungui's fingers are well-articulated, white and slender, with a slightly semicircular arc at the fingertips, and the movement of holding the handle of the teapot is very attractive.

He stood against the backlight, with a faint expression on his face, as if covered by a layer of rain and fog, making it difficult for people to see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

After pouring the tea, Zhan Yungui put down the teapot, and stood behind Ting He again in silence.

"This is..." Only then did he focus on talking to Ting He, and then Li Wenmao noticed the existence of Zhan Yungui.

Surprised by Zhan Yungui's appearance, and a little disgusted by Zhan Yungui's coldness, and finally puzzled by Zhan Yungui's faint hostility towards him.

"?" Li Wenmao thought to himself, did he offend this brother?

"This is my new bodyguard, don't pay too much attention to him."

Ting He introduced a few words casually, he didn't like Li Wenmao's unscrupulous eyes looking at Zhan Yungui, and was about to say something to divert his attention when a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind——

Lingqi Temple...a relationship with the temple fair...Zhan Yungui...

According to the memory given to him by the secret realm, the temple fair of Lingqi Temple is the key to Zhan Yungui's recovery of the ghost king's strength!

It's a pity that because of the original owner, Zhan Yungui Shengsheng missed this temple fair, and lost a chance to recover his strength for nothing.

As a result, when Zhan Yungui met the ghost emperor again, he had no power to fight back and was defeated.

Now that he is here, this opportunity cannot be missed!

"Brother Wen Mao." Ting He suddenly called Li Wenmao, which immediately attracted the attention of the two men.

"Tomorrow I also plan to go to Lingqi Temple to participate in the Affinity Temple Fair. Why don't you and I go together, and I can have someone to take care of me, how about it?"

"In this way, I have no problem." Li Wenmao glanced at Zhan Yungui who suddenly became hostile to him, and asked Tinghe: "But, will you be alone tomorrow?"

"Of course not." Ting He turned his head and raised his eyes to look at Zhan Yungui. There was only one person in his affectionate peach blossom eyes.

"He will go with me, too."

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Qixi Festival.

Lingqi Temple is located on Lingqi Mountain on the southwest side of Qingjiang City. It takes about an hour to reach the foot of the mountain by horse-drawn carriage, and after walking for half an hour, you can see the Lingqi Temple built on the top of the mountain.

In the early morning of this day, the sky was about to brighten, and not long after the city gate opened, many men and women came out of the city gate.

Most of them are young men and women, and there are some middle-aged couples. Occasionally, you can see a few bullock carts full of people, heading steadily towards Lingqi Mountain.

The road from the foot of Lingqi Mountain to the top of the mountain is paved with flat stone slabs. Rows of low carob trees are planted on both sides of the road. It is in the growing season, with luxuriant branches and leaves, which is very gratifying to look at.

Perhaps in response to the occasion, bright red ribbons were hung on these Dujiao trees, and poems expressing affection were written on them.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the silk ribbon swayed gently with the wind, turning red everywhere.

"Are there so many people going up the mountain to pray?" Ting He was startled by the grand scene in front of him.

Not to mention the fluttering red silk, and the beautiful scenery of green leaves intertwined with each other is amazing. It is very surprising that there is no end in sight, like a sea of ​​people winding upwards like a long dragon.

Seeing this, Li Wenmao also agreed, "Indeed, there are several times more people going up the mountain to pray this year than in previous years. We should climb up the mountain as soon as possible, lest there will be more people and we will not be able to walk."

Ting He smiled and nodded, "It makes sense."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the corner of his skirt slightly, and when he was about to step on the steps leading to the top of the mountain, Zhan Yungui suddenly turned his back to him and knelt down in front of him.

Zhan Yungui scrutinized his head, his tense jaw outlined a steady arc, and said to Ting He seriously: "Miss, there are many people here, to avoid collisions, let me carry you up."

Ting He paused, raised his brows slightly, a trace of surprise slipped through his eyes, and then chuckled again: "Okay, this mountain climbing road is not short, don't be tired."

Opening his arms and hooking Zhan Yungui's neck from behind, and then putting his whole body weight on Zhan Yungui's body, Ting He found a comfortable position, and just lay on Zhan Yungui's back and did not move.

Zhan Yungui felt that Ting He was lying down behind him, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry", and then hooked Ting He's knees with both hands, and easily lifted him up.

Without greeting Li Wenmao, Zhan Yungui mingled into the crowd nimbly, carried Tinghe on his back and began to climb up the mountain steadily.

Li Wenmao silently withdrew half of his outstretched hand, touched his nose helplessly, and said to himself: "It is said that a loyal dog protects the master, but I think people are even worse. I just want to help out of politeness. That person The action is fast..."

Sighing, Li Wenmao put his hands behind his back and slowly followed the crowd.

The sky is clear and blue, and the clouds are not stained.

There is the noise of the crowd talking, and the broad back is in front of you. The warm body temperature is transmitted to Ting He's body through the light clothes. A few strands of jet-black hair inadvertently hooked Ting He's wrist, causing a faint tingling sensation. .

Ting He inexplicably felt a little hot in his ears, and didn't know where his eyes fell.

In order to conceal the unnatural feeling in his heart, Ting He simply put his chin on Zhan Yungui's shoulder and stared straight at the other side's profile.

The moist and warm air is gently sprayed on the base of the ears, and there is a faint aroma of peach blossoms.

Zhan Yungui's movements suddenly froze, his hands hooking Ting He's knees subconsciously tightened, and his eyes stared straight ahead.

On the surface, it looks very calm.

Ting He suddenly felt teased, and deliberately leaned closer to Zhan Yun Gui, almost to the point where Zhan Yun Gui could touch Ting He's lips when he tilted his head.

A hazy and ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the two of them, invisibly separating them from others, as if they were the only two left in the world.

"Yungui." Ting He whispered into Zhan Yungui's ear, "You seem nervous."

Zhan Yungui's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his deep eyes gradually deepened, and he responded calmly: "Master Hui, my subordinates don't feel nervous."

Ting He said again: "Oh? Then why did you want to carry me up the mountain so suddenly just now? Although there are many people here, it's not so crowded that you can't walk."

Why did he suddenly squat down and make the gesture of carrying Tinghe on his back... Zhan Yungui fell silent.

Feeling the body temperature of the person behind him, so warm that it seemed to heat up his own cold heart, Zhan Yungui didn't know how to answer Ting He.

Maybe it's because I haven't felt such warmth for a long time, or maybe it's because of other reasons.

Only then did he realize Li Wenmao's intention to help Tinghe, his body reacted without authorization, squatting down in front of Tinghe.

Zhan Yungui restrained his thoughts and replied calmly: "This subordinate is the young master's personal bodyguard. Of course, he is responsible for the young master's safety. This is the promise he made before."

"But just now, the subordinate felt a very cold aura coming from nowhere, and that aura made the subordinate feel very dangerous."

Cold breath?

Hearing this, Ting He's expression became heavy, and he put away his teasing heart, and asked: "Then can you still sense where that breath comes from?"

"Try it, subordinate." Zhan Yungui stopped his progress, lowered his eyes slightly, and carefully felt the flashing past, which made him feel a little familiar and dangerous.

After a few breaths, Zhan Yungui's gaze fell on the right side of the road ahead, a quiet path leading to nowhere.

"there."

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