Qi Xingyun has been listening silently.

A woman can take on a man's facial features.

Even the smallest details were explained so clearly that she knew without even thinking that he must be someone she cared about.

On the opposite side, Yang Ruoqing approached Luo Fengtang in order to let Qi Xingyun help him better.

It's very, very detailed.

As if he had no idea, the smile on Qi Xingyun's face faded a bit.

In the end, she felt that these clues were enough.

Then he stopped talking.

"Prince Yun, are these clues enough?" she asked expectantly.

Qi Xingyun ignored the inexplicable feeling of discomfort in his heart.

He smiled faintly at Yang Ruoqing: "That's enough."

Yang Ruoqing gave him a big, bright, grateful smile.

"If so, thank you very much, Lord Yun!"

she said.

"The folk girl takes her leave."

She turned around, but before she reached the jade curtain, Qi Xingyun caught up with her.

"Girl, I haven't asked you your name yet?" he said.

Growing up, other women have always been chasing him to ask questions.

This was the first time he took the initiative to ask a girl for her name.

When the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.

Yang Ruoqing smiled cheerfully and said, "If you are well, it will be a sunny day!"

"My surname is Yang, and my full name is Yang Ruoqing. My parents and the people in the village call me Qing'er."

"Yang Ruo Qing?"

Qi Xingyun murmured.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled. Seeing that the prince had a good impression, she did not forget to point to the pastries on the table over there before leaving.

"My lord, eating too many sweets at night will make you gain weight."

"Your Majesty is so handsome and handsome. If he grows into a ball, he won't be looked down upon by the girls."

After saying these teasing words, she chuckled, turned around and walked away.

Qi Xingyun's head is covered with black lines.

This girl actually dares to tease his majestic God of War, Prince Yun?

How courageous!

…

Yang Ruoqing left the inn where Qi Xingyun was staying overnight and walked quickly towards the city gate in the night.

Over here at the inn.

Qi Xingyun sat at the table, flipping through a military book in his hand.

The guards were waiting outside the jade curtain. The room was very quiet. Occasionally, I thought of the rustling sound of Qi Xingyun turning the pages of a book.

Qi Xingyun has a little habit when he reads seriously.

Just eat some desserts or something.

His gaze still stayed on the page in his hand.

In my mind, I am also transforming these black and white words on the art of war into vivid scenes.

His slender fingers habitually reached for the desserts on the plate next to him.

When I pinched a soft and fluffy sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

His mind suddenly recalled Yang Ruoqing's playful words before leaving.

The corners of his pretty lips curved into a pleasant arc, and he took his hand back.

However, next, he looked a little absent-mindedly.

"Here comes someone."

He said solemnly.

The jade curtain moved, and the guard bowed to the table.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Qi Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Although the enemy forces of the evil cult have withdrawn, it is inevitable that there will still be a few remnants staying here outside the city to cause trouble and harm the people."

"You quickly lead a group of people out of the city overnight and patrol outside the city."

The guard was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"Master?"

Qi Xingyun knew what the guard wanted to say, so he raised his hand and interrupted the guard.

"No need to ask any more questions, just follow the order."

"yes!"

The guard was about to bow and leave, but was stopped by Qi Xingyun again.

"There's one more thing..."

…

Yang Ruoqing's side.

Licheng is very big. From the entrance of the inn where she stayed, she walked to the gate leading to Xiushui Town.

It took more than an hour to walk.

She wanted to find Luo Fengtang quickly and didn't want to waste time walking.

This is the largest and most prosperous city in the south of Daqi, but this is ancient times and it is still night.

It is impossible to get a taxi just by standing on the roadside like in modern metropolises.

Especially after having just experienced a massive siege by a cult alien army.

Countless soldiers died in these battles, and rivers of blood flowed.

As soon as the sky darkened, every household in Licheng quickly closed their doors and windows, hiding inside and not daring to come out.

The restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the street closed early.

The night market street is also eerily deserted.

I can’t get a carriage at all, what should I do?

Just when Yang Ruoqing was in trouble, out of the corner of her eye she saw a horse clattering toward the opposite side of the street.

Empty horse?

She was overjoyed and quickly ran to the horse, only to find that there was a man lying on the horse's back.

The man was carried head and feet down by the horse, vomiting as he walked.

The pungent smell of alcohol came out, and Yang Ruoqing frowned in disgust.

A drunkard gets drunk late at night without thinking about how worried his family will be.

She grabbed the drunkard by the back of his collar and pulled him off the horse.

The man was dragged to the ground and was very dissatisfied.

Just as he was about to get angry with Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Ah? Isn't this Mr. Kang Shengkang?" she asked.

Kang Sheng invited Luo Fengtang to recite poems and compose poems at Zuiqingfeng Tea House last time.

The young man who wanted to see Luo Fengtang make a fool of himself.

Kang Sheng was so drunk that Yang Ruoqing looked like he had three faces.

"Who are you?"

he asked with a loud tongue.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved.

"It's your aunt."
To be continued...