After leaving the space, Du Wan'er and Zhao Yan left the window.

There was no one who alarmed Commander Tu.

The two went straight toward Bailong Temple.

On the way to go, I did meet Zhao Er.

The carriage Zhao Er was riding was pulling a cart of cabbage.

It should be used as cover.

Du Wan'er and Zhao Yan did not stop talking to Zhao Er.

One hour later, the two arrived at Bailong Temple.

It's already ugly now.

Bailong Temple is still relatively simple, and there is no Zhao Jue's people guarding it secretly. Maybe he himself wouldn't have thought that there could be hidden people in Bailong Temple!

The two of them did not alarm any monks along the way, and found the yard where the abbot lived before and entered the secret room.

"An Jiu, are you back? How is it? Is there any news? Are the prince and the princess and the other ones back?"

Qingfeng's anxious voice.

"Oh, An Jiu, you don't know, I dreamed of the peach blossoms in Liushi Village again. She said, "I'll marry me when I'm going to get better. If I'm not going well and have always been a paralyzed, she will marry someone else."

After asking, he felt it was impossible and started talking to himself.

Zhao Yan wanted to go up and see his stupid subordinate who was talking so much, but was stopped by Zhao Yan.

"Actually, the princess asked me which flower it was from, but I thought I could not cause trouble for the princess. I would come back to tell the princess after the war was over."

"An Jiu, you and Xuemei didn't confess. Otherwise, after the prince and the empress come back and kill Zhao Jue's turtle, let's join us. You tell Xuemei, I tell Taohua."

"Okay? An Jiu, you are talking! You are so dead! Are you imitating women again, secretly wiping your tears and sympathizing with me?"

"I tell you, I don't need sympathy from others! It's normal for you to be a brother!"

"install……"

Qingfeng's chirping sound finally stopped.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the two people in front of him, unable to speak.

"Qingfeng, it turns out that you are interested in Sister Taohua! Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Shut up your mouth! This looks ugly, Sister Taohua will definitely not look down on you."

Du Wan'er looked at Qingfeng with a smile, but she couldn't help but tears in her eyes.

Qingfeng's face was unshaven, except for his head and hands that could move, his chest could not move, which was ruined.

Du Wan'er remembered Qingfeng whom she had just met and followed Qingshi and was next door to their house.

At that time, Qingfeng talked a lot, was often glared at by Zhao Yan, and was choked by Qingshi's words, but he was still very happy every day, like a fool.

"Empress! Prince!"

Qingfeng murmured in his mouth.

Tears blurred his eyes, and he quickly wiped them dry with his hands, afraid that the blur would disappear in front of him.

"Is An Jiu easier to bully than Qingshi? Do you torture An Jiu by his side like this every day?"

Zhao Yan looked at Qingfeng, smiled and asked.

"Prince! Prince! Is it the prince? Can I touch you?"

Qingfeng's hand grabbed Zhao Yan's clothes, then slapped his big hand and hit the outside of Zhao Yan's thigh near his butt.

"Oh, these two fools are probably the first person Zhao Yan dares to slap his ass! He is really good at it!"

Xiaoli exclaimed in the space.

Du Wan'er pulled her mouth.
Chapter completed!