You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

After returning home, Changqing began to pack his luggage.

He knew he would be away for a while, but he didn't know when he would be back.

It was not even certain whether he would come back or not, but Jiao Cang did not care, wherever Chang Qing went, he would follow. His eyes were still full of curiosity about the outside world.

The next morning, Changqing packed his bags, rented a horse, and headed towards the northern border of Xingyang.

Now is the time when spring and summer change, and the weather is slightly hot. Jiaocang sits on the horse, his tongue sticking out all the time. This road leads all the way to the imperial city, and then goes north to the border.

Originally, Changqing was preparing without stopping, but plans could not keep up with changes. Changqing forgot one thing, Jiaocang ate too much, and the food that had been prepared was used up before it reached the imperial city.

In desperation, Changqing had to stop in the imperial city to replenish supplies.

Jiaocang kept disappearing in the mountains and forests along the way, and often brought back the corpses of wild beasts when he returned. It seemed that he was a man who could not sit still. Changqing sorted out some precious furs and did not throw them away.

It's just in time for me to find a bigger shop in the imperial city to sell it, and I'm sure I can get a good price.

Having made up his mind, he led the horse and carried Jiaocang to the imperial city, looking for a suitable shop. Jiaocang was very excited when he saw the strange objects on the road. He kept calling and asking Changqing, and Changqing patiently explained.

Passersby on the street looked at the couple with strange eyes. They thought that these people were mentally ill and were actually talking to pets. They were afraid of being infected and kept away from them.

Not caring about the looks of passers-by, he kept talking about items along the way. Before he knew it, he had arrived at a prosperous area with tall buildings and luxurious decorations. All the people who came were well-dressed and were either rich or noble.

Changqing kept looking around, searching for a suitable shop. At this time, a high-rise building with more than ten floors came into Changqing's sight. Changqing froze for a moment, and took a few breaths before he let out a long sigh. On the plaque of the high-rise building was written "Qingxi Merchant Alliance". Changqing walked in. After all, that person had passed away, and he should learn to let go.

There were many things on display in the store. A beautiful salesperson was introducing the products to others. When she saw a young man coming in, she looked him up and down. The young man was dressed in extraordinary clothes, but he was carrying a large bag and a pure pet dog in his arms. It looked a little strange, but she did not look down on him. She hurried over and asked, "Young man, are you here to sell items?"

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but take another look at the woman. She was able to infer the purpose of the guest's visit just by her appearance, proving that the woman had a sharp eye.

Changqing nodded and took the fur out of the bag and placed it on the counter. The fur was very intact. Changqing used special techniques to allow the fur to retain a trace of its spirituality in life, making it a top-quality fur.

The woman also noticed it and took the items to the backstage for an appraisal. Changqing held Jiaocang and kept looking at the things on the counter to pass the time.

At this time, a young girl came in from outside the door, followed by a middle-aged man. The girl was dressed gorgeously and looked like a lady from a wealthy family. The man had bulging muscles all over his body and looked like a man of martial power.

Changqing took a look and turned around quickly. He recognized the big knife on the man's back and the longevity knot around his waist.

“Wang Ji!!”

Chang Qing couldn't help but sigh at the coincidence of fate that he met him here.

Wang Ji has grown up to this size.

Chang Qing did not recognize him. At the beginning, he regarded Wang Ji's father, Wang Gang, as his best friend, but Wang Gang was still involved in that incident.

The girl was a little dissatisfied when she saw that there was no one to greet her in the lobby on the first floor. However, she still sat aside patiently and waited, her eyes constantly watching the customers in the store. At this time, a touch of white caught the girl's attention.

He walked towards Changqing from his seat and said, "Little brother, your pet looks good. Are you willing to buy it?"

Changqing ignored him and just watched.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Can you hear me?" the girl asked.

Seeing that the boy still had his back to her and ignored her, the girl became a little angry and reached out to grab Changqing's sleeve.

Who is Chang Qing? He tilted his body and let the girl miss.

The girl became stubborn and tried to grab it again, but this time, Changqing didn't hide because she was too lazy to hide, so why should she hide?

The girl grabbed Changqing's sleeve and looked at Changqing, and Changqing also looked at the girl.

The moment their eyes met, the girl seemed to be electrocuted. She let go of Changqing's clothes, covered her mouth, and her face was full of disbelief.

Chang Qing was a little curious. The girl seemed to have seen him.

"Uncle Ji, come here quickly and see if you recognize this young man!" the girl exclaimed.

Wang Ji, who was on guard at the side, was a little confused. He knew very few young people, and judging from the figure from behind, it should not be someone he knew.

But she couldn't resist the girl, so she walked forward and looked at Changqing's face. At first, she just felt that the boy looked familiar, but at the second glance, it gradually overlapped with the already very vague figure in her memory.

Wang Ji couldn't believe it, after all, that person had disappeared for more than 60 years. But the facts before him reminded him that this was not a dream.

The young man smiled and spoke first: "Wang Ji, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are now this age."

Wang Ji listened to the familiar voice and finally confirmed that this was the man. His voice trembled slightly and he said in disbelief: "Uncle Changqing, is it really you?"

An old man who was actually in his sixties called a young boy "uncle". The scene was so weird that everyone in the store stopped to watch.

Chang Qing nodded without saying anything else. Wang Ji didn't know how to start for a moment. After all, they were the ones who were wrong in the beginning.

The situation was a bit stalemate, and the girl realized from Wang Ji's reaction that she was not mistaken.

It was not until the girl poked Wang Ji that Wang Ji reacted and quickly introduced the girl:

"Uncle Changqing, this is the new emperor, Li Qingyue. Although Qingyue is a little arrogant, she is an expert in handling state affairs, so the previous emperor entrusted the throne to her. I have already reached the Great Martial Sect realm and hold the position of Great Sacrifice."

Wang Ji praised Li Qingyue, and as if afraid that Chang Qing would be unhappy, he did not mention the name Li Qingxi.

Chang Qing nodded to show that he understood, and looked at Li Qingyue twice more, as if examining her.

Li Qingyue suddenly felt nervous. She already knew the identity of the person in front of her. Her heart was in a mess, wondering if she had left a bad impression and how to make up for it.

Who would have thought that the emperor, who was usually decisive and resourceful in the court, would act like a little girl today, which surprised Wang Ji.

Wang Ji said excitedly: "Uncle Changqing, are you here to help Xingyang again?"

Chang Qing's eyes turned cold and he said, "I've said it before, I have nothing to do with Xingyang anymore. I was just passing by this time. Don't mention it again."

Wang Ji stopped talking. He could feel the terror that erupted from Chang Qing at that moment.

It seems that Changqing has not gotten over the hurdle in his heart. Instead, Li Qingyue rolled her eyes and said to Jiaocang in Changqing's arms, "Little dog, do you want to have a feast? Can I take you to eat?"