The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

Qi Siliao looked up in surprise, only to see that Hu Luanfei had closed his eyes and was trying hard to calm the pain.

"If it weren't for me, why would you go to Boyang Village?"

The hand hidden in the quilt paused for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly loosened it, and told the reason for going to Boyang Village: "Zuihualou was robbed and the stuffing was destroyed. I suspected that it was the enemy who was looking for trouble and asked Jiang Shi to investigate Yunji, so I took the initiative to go to Boyang Village. What a coincidence, I ran into Ming Feng'er causing trouble."

While speaking, she couldn't help but secretly glance at him out of the corner of her eye.

The man in front of me is so handsome.

He is seven feet tall and has a heroic appearance.

Like the tall and straight green pines in all seasons, it is not afraid of the cliffs and does not fall even when shaken by the wind. However, it has a youthful mentality that is not suitable for its age, it is naive and soft-hearted.

Which woman doesn't like this kind of man? No wonder Ming Feng'er is thinking about him.

But if Hu Luanfei was accused of going to Boyang Village because of him, he would definitely not admit it.

She doesn't like being manipulated.

Qi Siriao was unhappy, and his words and actions were filled with anger. "Jiang Shijiang's martial arts are not bad, you can just ask them to act separately. Why do you run to Boyang Village to suffer?"

"Are you blaming me?" Hu Luanfei sat up straight despite the pain.

Seeing the anger in her eyes, Qi Si Liao hesitated and pondered what he had just said, "I just want you to see your own identity clearly. There are some things you don't have to do yourself."

"Humph, I think you are afraid that I will ruin your loving moment with Ming Feng'er."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Ming Feng'er and I are innocent."

Hu Luanfei was a little displeased and also got angry, "Those who know will say that you two are innocent, and those who don't know will think that you two are husband and wife."

The words in the conversation inadvertently revealed a hint of coldness, and Qi Siriao heard other meanings. He didn't know whether it was because the fire in the house was burning too strongly, or because of the heat brought by the person in front of him who was so angry that he was fuming.

He had never been so angry over and over again.

It was as if something was flowing through his body, from his fingertips to his heart, and from his heart to his lips and teeth, and even the breath he exhaled was hot.

"Hu Luanfei!" Qi Siliao frowned, "You are becoming more and more unreasonable."

Hu Luanfei was already in a bad mood, and seeing him like this, he didn't want to face him even more. Without saying anything, he simply escaped into space and hid.

The person in front of him suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and Qi Siliao was panicked for a moment. He stepped forward and lifted the quilt. There was no one on the bed except for the remaining bloodstains.

"Hu Luanfei, come out!" He stood up and looked around. The flickering candlelight cast his scorched shadow on the wall. In the small bedroom, he was the only one who was frightened.

That day in the flower field, she also disappeared inexplicably. He searched the entire hillside, even the cracks in the rocks. As long as she didn't want to come out, he wouldn't know where she was.

I felt suddenly suffocated and my heart ached. My fingertips couldn't help but reach out to my collar, trying to tear it open.

Hu Luanfei heard his voice, but didn't want to pay attention. Unlike the snow outside, the space was like spring all year round, and the scenery was picturesque. She soaked in the stream comfortably and swam happily with the fish.

The Zuihualou theft case ended perfectly, and Yun Ji was cleared of the charges under the investigation of Jiang Shi and Yun Xuxu. But today, he had to hurry up and make the buns again.

Qi Siliao came to Zuihualou when he had time. He took a look at the people who were working hard and finally set his sights on the kitchen.

He drew aside the curtain and the kitchen was empty.

No one in Zuihualou spoke, as if no one had ever come in, and everyone was busy with their own things.

He came to Jiang Ling, "Where is the princess?"

Jiang Ling answered while kneading the dough: "I don't know, I didn't come early."

He turned around and asked Jiang Shi, but Jiang Shi kept yawning and looked like he hadn't woken up yet, so naturally he couldn't get anything out of him.

There was no need to ask the waiters, they just left as soon as they saw him coming.

He placed his hopes on Yansi and Wen Ruoxue. Yansi hid in the inner room to feed her child, and it was inconvenient for him to go in, so the only one left was Wen Ruoxue.

"Have you seen the princess today?"

Wen Ruoxue raised her eyes in confusion, "We were in a hurry to ship out this batch of buns, so we didn't go to pay respects to the queen. Why?"

Qi Siriao left Zuihualou carelessly and stopped at Baishantang.

When the shopkeeper saw that it was him, he immediately welcomed him in. "My young master just happened to invite you. Lord Zhan has arrived just in time."

Qi Siliao said nothing, looked left and right, absent-minded.

The shopkeeper took him upstairs. Xuanyuan Yuqing raised his head from the desk. Their eyes met and they became polite to each other.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, King Zhan. I miss you very much."

"The Second Prince is very polite. There is no need for us to be polite."

After they sat down, Qi Siriao asked, "Has Luan Fei been to Baishan Hall today?"

Xuanyuan Yuqing looked at him coldly, "Your Highness loves to joke so early in the morning."

It seems that Hu Luanfei has not appeared since last night. Qi Siliao drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his eyes.

At noon, heavy snow blocked the road.

The usually quiet and shabby hut was now covered in silver after a heavy snowfall.

Hu Luanfei stood on a path not far from her home, shoveling snow with a snow shovel in her hand. Her long eyelashes were covered with tiny traces of snow, and she looked absent-minded.

The person who was approaching her came up to her during her break and said, "Princess, long time no see."

The snow shovel slipped slightly, and Hu Luan's snow-white face was full of confusion.

The person who came was Ming Feng'er's second uncle.

He smoked his pipe, and the white smoke drifted in the air along with the snow. There was a hint of doubt in the depths of his weathered eyes, staring at her, examining her carefully.

"What do you want?" Hu Luanfei continued with his work and did not invite him into the house for tea.

The second master stared at him for a while, then shifted his gaze to the roof of the sheepfold, as if admonishing his juniors, but also as if mocking them: "If you don't deal with the thick snow on the roof in time, it will easily cause casualties to the sheep. If you don't know this, why do you still raise sheep?"

"I will take care of it when I have time later. But sir, why are you still in the mood to come to Taohua Village today?"

There were rumors in the morning that something went wrong during the sacrifice in Boyang Village yesterday. The villagers beat the saint who conducted the ceremony like possessed and drove the grandfather and grandson out of the village.

As the only relative of the grandfather and grandson, the second uncle should stay at home at this time.

But he found time to visit Taohua Village. As far as she knew, this was the first time in a long time.

"My family has encountered such misfortune that I really shouldn't have come." The Second Master raised his eyes and suddenly stared at the area below her earlobe in a daze.

Hu Luanfei followed his gaze and touched the skin, "What's wrong?"

The Second Master shook his head, and before Hu Luanfei could react in time, he reached out and touched it, "It's just a bug."

Hu Luanfei did not suspect anything, but felt that the places where he touched were very cold.

This is not surprising. It was a cold day, and a thin old man was chatting with her in the snow. She herself felt cold, let alone the old man.