Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

In the early morning, when the sun shines through the woods, spots of light are sprinkled on the top of the tent. The morning mist has not yet receded. People are swaying around, and occasionally there are sounds of weapons clashing and some gossip.

"Hey, last night, the woman spent the whole night in the military advisor's tent, and the military advisor didn't come out the whole night. What do you think, is that right... huh?" Then he laughed strangely, as if he understood everything and they all knew it tacitly.

"A demon is a demon, shameless!"

"Hey, who are you calling shameless? Did you hear something or see it with your own eyes? What's wrong with the monster? Everything you eat and wear now was obtained by Lord Xiangliu with great effort."

Yan Mo was furious. If she knew magic now, she would burn all the hair of this guy who was spewing shit!

"Who are you? Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a woman. What's wrong with saying you have no sense of shame?"

"Let's not talk about the fact that there's nothing wrong between me and the adults. Even if I did something, it's better than some people who eat and wear things that others have worked hard to get, and they don't know how to be grateful. They are really ungrateful. They are really feeding the dog with their sincerity. They are a bunch of ungrateful people, worse than pigs and dogs. They even bark when they are fed to the dog!"

"You! You..." The soldiers next to him hurriedly grabbed the soldier, and some veterans came out to mediate and persuade him.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and go train. Yan Mo, come with me." At some point, Xiangliu came from behind Yan Mo and walked out of the camp.

Yan Mo glared at the soldier and followed him silently.

"Xiangliu, wait for me."

"where are we going?"

"Buy something."

"Oh. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have argued with your soldiers. I was just mad at them for saying that to you!"

"You care?"

"Of course, they can say that about me, but not about you. You're so good, you shouldn't be misunderstood."

"Oh, you actually believe in such a high evaluation of me based on the description of me in a book. Aren't you too naive?" Xiangliu turned around and stood still, looking at Yan Mo.

"No, I admit that I have a filter for you, but what really makes me willing to believe you is my heart. It can feel that you are a good person. Um... the intuition of a beast?" Yan Mo smiled mischievously, with stars in his eyes.

Xiang Liu was amused and raised his hand to touch Yan Mo's head. Halfway through, he seemed to remember that he had to maintain his cold and indifferent image as a military advisor, and wanted to retract his hand. Yan Mo was quick to grab Xiang Liu's hand and put it on his head, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled:

"Master Xiangliu, please let Fangfengbei out to play!"

"Cough." Yan Mo coughed lightly, and suddenly became serious, pretending to be a playboy. He touched Xiang Liu's chin with his index finger and said in a teasing tone.

"There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful, meeting by chance is just what I wish for!"

"Heh!" Xiangliu chuckled, spiritual power circulated around his body, and he was dressed in beige nobleman's attire, looking elegant and dashing. His white hair turned black, and a jade crown tied his hair up high. He looked less fierce and more gentle, a real young master. Who could recognize him as Xiangliu? He was completely different people!

"You know everything!"

"That's not all I know. For example, your identity in the Guifang clan, besides the major events written down, what do you do the rest of the time? It's limited to the scenes where you appear handsome and cool. Your appearance is always the highlight, blinding everyone's eyes!"

Xiangliu was inexplicably happy, shaking his head and laughing, unconsciously showing a bit of pampering.

"what are you looking for?"

"Didn't you say you didn't have a change of clothes?"

"You bought it for me? My lord, you are so kind. Thank you, Xiangliu. Can I live in the little house on the top of the mountain from now on?"

"it is good."

"I don't know how to wear these ancient clothes. Please help me choose them later. I trust Bei's vision!"

"I'll help you change your appearance." After saying that, Yan Mo snapped her fingers and she felt that she had become completely different. The white mermaid skirt was changed into an ordinary pink dress. Her appearance did not become too ugly. After all, she was the beauty who accompanied Fang Fengbei, so she couldn't be too bad.

"Are we going to Clearwater?"

"Ah."

"So now, is there a clinic called Huichuntang in Qingshui Town?" Yan Mo was a little nervous and asked cautiously and tentatively.

"There shouldn't be any. What's wrong with Huichuntang?" Fangfeng Bei asked curiously with a frown.

"How could it be that there isn't one?" Could it be that Xiaoyao hasn't come yet? So, what is the timeline now? Yan Mo found that she had overlooked the most important issue!

"Xiangliu, how long have you been working as Fangfengbei? How long have you been in Chenrong Army? No, this is not the most important thing. Have you heard the news? How long has King Haoling been missing from Yushan?" Yan Mo looked anxious. If the time was advanced, an idea quietly formed in his heart.

"Princess Hao Ling? You want to find her to claim your reward?"

"What are you thinking about? I'm not that boring. Tell me first."

About thirty years or so.”

(Private hypothesis: If the time is unreasonable, privately assume that Xiaoyao secretly went to Yushan and was captured by a fox. She had just experienced the pain of losing her power for three years. Before that, she wandered alone in the wilderness for the first thirty years and turned into a faceless monster. She was only captured in recent years. Yan Mo didn't know about this. She just felt that it was still early and she should be able to be rescued, but she didn't have the strength now. She planned to practice first and go with the flow. If she could be rescued, that would be the best. If she couldn't be rescued, it was her fate. Xiangliu had not been in Qingshui Town for long, and Chen Rong still had more than 50,000 soldiers.)

"For over thirty years, Xiaoyao might have been imprisoned by a fox. I have to find a way to rescue her."

"We're in town now, put away those messy thoughts." Fang Fengbei condensed a snowball and bounced it onto Yan Mo's forehead. The instant coldness made Yan Mo wake up from his muttering. It was useless to think about it now. He had to improve his spiritual power first and then think of a way, but it had to be as soon as possible.

"Lolo, is there any way to quickly increase my spiritual power?"

"Yes, just remove the seal."

"How do I remove it?"

"It's simple, just a little stimulation. For example, take a dip in the Phoenix Ring's Fiery Molten Spring, but the process is a bit painful!"

"Okay, let's make some arrangements in the next few days."