Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 499 The Mysterious Family
A traveling poet once commented on this dish as the hardest and most expensive dish in the world.

During the dinner, Master Wan just kept talking to her and asked her to eat more, and he never explained why he came to her this time. Xia Qingge was also very calm and composed, tasting every dish brought up, and even spoke very well with Master Wan. For speculation, the two talked about the situation and interests of the mall at this time. Xia Qingge also revealed some management models and strategies for doing business in his previous life, including advertising effects, celebrity effects, and brand effects.

Mr. Wan's eyes were bright, and he listened very carefully. From time to time, he would ask some questions, and even put forward his own point of view. Xia Qingge also learned the two points of delicate thinking and carefulness from this shrewd and wise businessman.

The banquet ended with the two chatting. After the meal, the leftovers on the table were quickly cleaned up. Wan Tianlin cooked tea himself, while Xia Qingge and Master Wan turned to play chess in the outer cabinet.

"You lost." Xia Qingge dropped the last chess piece and looked at the old man opposite with a smile.

Mr. Wan smiled slightly, "You gave me an afternoon. If I don't win, I really feel that I am relying on my old man to sell my old man."

"Where, it's you who play chess superbly, my little girl feels ashamed, and now I'm lucky enough to win this game of chess, I should be secretly happy."

Both of them were humble, and then Mr. Wan raised his eyes and looked at the door, "I heard that the Dingbei Army is going north to fight against the rebels today, and the army is led by Murong Yu, the prince of Dongping. Aren't you curious to watch it? At this time, they are probably already here."

Xia Qingge lowered her head, holding a cup of warm tea in her hand, her eyelashes twitched slightly when she heard Mr. Wan's words, and then followed his gaze to look out the door.

The door of the room was ajar, and the outside was the only way to go to Shili Pavilion, and the army would definitely pass through here.

Old Master Wan smiled deeply, put down a black spot in his hand, and said in a slightly old way: "My child, go out and have a look, maybe Little Prince Yu will be disappointed if he doesn't see you."

Xia Qingge suddenly turned her head to look at Mr. Wan, seeing him with a calm face and a kind smile in his eyes, she seemed to understand it all at once.

"Thank you, old man, for your reminder. My daughter will go out for a while, and I will come back to continue playing chess with you later."

After she got up and nodded to Wan Tianlin, she hurried out of Tianzi No. [-] room with Qiaolan and Mujin.

Although she doesn't understand the relationship between Mr. Wan and Murong Yu, she can be sure that Mr. Wan asked her to meet at Fengxian Tower. See off Murong Yu.

It was the old man who woke her up with a word. Although she felt that Murong Yu was about to go to war, the meeting between the two would only increase her worries, but she ignored it. If Murong Yu had never seen her, would she be as distraught as she is today? Ning, always feel that something is missing?
On the bustling and bustling streets of Kyoto, people lined up neatly for a distance of ten miles. On weekdays, there is a lot of traffic on the road, and it is full of people.The sound of buying and selling, shouting, and bargaining on the street; in the hotel, the waiter is quickly shuttling back and forth with drinks and dishes, and from time to time there are sounds of finger-guessing, talking and laughing, and the sound of cups clashing... these sounds suddenly disappeared today. up.

The street is still crowded with people, but it is indeed less noisy than usual and more solemn. Everyone's face shows awe and admiration.As people looked around, the army of the Dingbei Military Camp came from the east to the west of the imperial city, and the cavalry in front galloped past, billowing dust and smoke, and tens of thousands of horses galloping.Exuding a strong atmosphere of war, every soldier waited solemnly, there was not much expression on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. The people watching saw the army galloping, and unconsciously took a few steps back. But he couldn't hide his pride as a Chinese.Some people carried a basket of petals in their hands and swayed them all the way.It adds a little tenderness to this spectacular scene. It can be said that "Qinghai has long clouds and dark snow mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.

Xia Qingge stood on a snowy hill near Fengxian Tower, looking at the walking army, looking at the familiar streets and familiar figures from the back, for some reason, he felt a little more melancholy about parting.

"Elegy songs can be used as weeping, and looking from afar can be used as homecoming. Sadness is not sad, and life is farewell."

The ancients' poems about parting were always so sad, but now I finally understand that feeling deeply, looking at the traveling team, my eyes unconsciously search for the familiar figure.My heart felt as if I had fallen into a huge boulder, and as if I had just drank the most hated bitter water in my life, it was so bitter and unbearable.

"Miss, the little prince is there." Qiaolan stretched out her hand excitedly and pointed forward.

Xia Qingge followed the sound, and saw a group of snow-white BMWs suddenly appearing among thousands of brown horses in the walking team. The man sitting on the horses was wearing silver armor, majestic and majestic, so handsome, even if he was hidden in the crowd of thousands of people. Among them, it is still as coquettish as the stars, and as bright as Zhaoyang.

When she looked up, the other party seemed to have noticed something. At the same time, she raised her head and looked in this direction, and then her eyes met. Murong Yu lowered his head and explained something to the subordinates around him. He slowed down and turned his horse. Head towards the side of the slope.

Xia Qingge was standing on the hillside where the army must pass through. Standing here, he could clearly see the formation like a long circling dragon.

The horseshoes stepped on the snow and came towards the hillside quickly, getting closer and closer, the eyes of the two never moved away, Qiaolan and Mujin glanced at each other, seeing that Murong Yu had come in front of them, they stepped back a few meters with interest, Try to give your young lady and little prince some alone time.

Murong Yuan sat on the horse, lowered his head and looked deeply at the woman standing quietly in front of him. At this time, Xia Qingge was also looking at him, with a faint smile still on the corner of his mouth.

He got off his horse and walked towards her step by step, holding the rein of the horse.

"Has the wound healed?" It was more than a month since he saw her again. When he saw her again, he always felt that a long, long time had passed, and that the two of them had endless things to say. It's just what he cares about the most.

"Well, yesterday I sent Jing Mo to send you two cotton coats to keep out the cold, and some knee pads filled with white lime. Remember to wear them. Ezhou is farther north, and it is probably much colder there than the capital now... …Take good care of yourself."

Both of them cared about each other when they opened their mouths, and there was a burst of warmth in each other's hearts.

"Ok!"

Murong Yu smiled, and nodded earnestly, "I saw the clothes, and I've already brought them with me. You should take care of yourself in the capital, and don't cause any trouble for yourself. Wait for me to come back."

"I won't cause any trouble, as long as the trouble doesn't bother me." She has always insisted that no one will offend me, and I will not offend others, but since she came here, almost everything was found by others.

(End of this chapter)