Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1670 Galloping away
"This is her favorite qin." Young Master Xiang stretched out his hand to touch the qin, and there were sporadic patches of antler ash on it. "When people leave, what's the point of leaving this qin alone?"

"Young Pavilion Master, this piano..."

"Go and invite a good violinist to take good care of this violin for the owner of the pavilion, and move it back after the restoration of the Wanjin Pavilion is completed."

"Yes."

When Young Master Xiang was about to leave the room, a carrier pigeon flew in and landed on the window sill in front of Hongming.

"Hongming, go get it."

"Yes."

Seeing that Hongming took off the letterhead on the carrier pigeon and handed it to Young Master Xiang, he only took a look, and immediately his face changed drastically, and he said: "Catch Yanyou back to the master of the pavilion!"

"Young Pavilion Master, what happened?"

"This woman, Yan Qing was kidnapped by Tai Chi sect and didn't even say anything, how could there be such a stupid person?!"

As Young Master Xiang said, he hurriedly came out of the guest room, followed by Hong Ming holding a cloak, he had followed the Young Pavilion Master for many years, and he had never seen him lose his composure like this.

"But Young Pavilion Master, Miss Yanyou didn't choose the main road to get out of the city. There are several small roads from outside the city to the imperial capital. We don't know which road she chose..."

Young Master Xiang stopped suddenly, and Hong Ming who was behind almost couldn't stop and bumped into him.

"Let Pohai and Anxuan chase the road towards the long street together!"

"Yes."

Although Hongming didn't know how the Young Pavilion master concluded that the girl Yanyou must have come out of the city on the way to the long street, but fortunately, his master was good at nothing else, and his best skill was magic tricks.

Young Master Xiang said to himself: "People from Tai Chi Sect have sneaked into the imperial capital, I am really careless."

Xuanyuanche and Fengqian had just had breakfast, Fengqian wanted to see off Yanyou, but when they arrived at the door of the room, only young master Xiang was standing here.

"What is Pavilion Master Xiang Shao doing standing here so early in the morning?"

"Yan Qing was kidnapped by Tai Chi Sect's people. I have to find a way to rescue this kid. Since Tai Chi Sect is employed by Concubine Xue, he naturally knows that he will offend Wanjin Pavilion. You should be more careful recently."

After Young Master Xiang finished speaking, he saw that Xuanyuanche and Fengqian didn't show any surprise, and asked, "You all knew that something happened to Yanqing?"

"Zixiang, it's not that we intend to hide it from you. One is that Miss Yanyou has been told not to tell you, and the other is that we think you have written a letter of divorce with her, so we must not want to have anything to do with her..."

"Two different things. Even if Yanyou has nothing to do with me at the moment, at least he used to be one of my people. People from the Taiji sect are so bold and bold. Isn't there no place for me to save my face as the young master of the Wanjin Pavilion?"

"Master Xiang Shao, just keep your mouth shut!" Feng Qian interjected, "It's not shameful to like Yanyou, why have you been refusing to admit it?"

Feng Qian's words made Young Master Xiang's cheeks blush meaningfully, "Miss Feng...why did you say that?"

"Why did you say that? Do you know Yanyou in your heart? Pavilion Master Xiang Shao, this person's marriage is not easy to meet. If you meet her and let her slip away for nothing, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Young Master Xiang naturally understood the meaning of Feng Qian's words, but does he really have the ability to love others?

There are some young men who are suave and suave on the surface, but in fact, their hearts are like the climate of the imperial capital at the moment, covered with snow and ice, can such people really love others?

It was almost noon when news came from Hongming that Pohai and Anxuan finally caught up with Yanyou, but the girl refused to come back with the two of them, and because she was once the wife of the young pavilion master, the two of them did not want to go back. It's easy to tie them up directly, and they can only stand in a stalemate at a post station twenty miles away from the imperial capital.

"Hongming, go prepare the carriage, and I'll pick her up."

"Young Pavilion Master, seeing that snow is about to fall again this day, and the wind outside the city is blowing even stronger, you..."

Before Hong Ming finished speaking, Young Master Xiang interrupted him: "I told you to prepare the car and go, what are you talking about?"

"Yes."

Feng Qian asked: "Master Xiang Shao, may we go together?"

"What are you going to do?" Young Master Xiang glanced at Feng Qian's pregnant body, "It's windy and snowy outside, Miss Feng is better off staying in the warm pavilion!"

"Archer, I'm going too." Feng Qian turned to beg Xuanyuan Che, "With us here to persuade you, maybe Miss Yanyou will come back!"

Xuanyuanche shook his head helplessly, he is the one who knows his shallow nature best, if she wants to do something, no matter how many people stop her, they will definitely not be able to stop her.

"If Qianqian insists on going, I can only ask Aunt Qinghe and Zisu to bring enough charcoal fire and a cloak to keep out the cold."

Feng smiled and said, "Archer still understands me."

Sikong Shengjie had just finished processing the memorials sent by Nanyan in the past few days. Seeing that it was still snowing outside, he asked, "How long will it take for the renovation project of the Wanjing Pavilion? Now that it's snowing, I'm afraid it will be delayed again?" "

"Back to the king, the repairs are almost complete. When the snow stops, Miss Feng should be able to regain Qingfangzhai."

Sikong Shengjie glanced sideways at the person standing beside him who was answering the question. This person had been serving in the palace since the reign of the old Nanyan king. After the old Nanyan king passed away, this person continued to serve the next Nanyan king. .

It is said that people who have been in the palace for a long time are the most shrewd, it seems that this is true, Sikong Shengjie just mentioned something casually, and the old attendant guessed what he was worried about.

"Your Majesty, Miss Fengqian's carriage is heading towards Long Street along with the carriage of the Young Master of the Wanjin Pavilion."

"It's snowing so hard, why do you have to go out at such a time for something important?"

"Subordinates don't know."

Sikong Shengjie thought to himself, Xiao Feng'er is pregnant, the senior brother will definitely not rest assured to let her go out alone, most likely they also followed in the carriage, but they don't know what they mean by going out this time.

"Prepare the car, and Gu also goes to join in the fun."

"Your Majesty, it's snowing hard..."

"The psychic illusion that Gu learned is based on water and ice, which is many times colder than this snowy day. Do you need to worry?"

After hearing this, the man immediately said: "Yes, this subordinate will arrange it now."

The snow has been falling endlessly since the morning, and it is getting bigger and bigger. Now it has sprinkled a thick layer on the street, and it is common for carriages to be unable to move an inch in the snow.

Young Master Xiang, who was sitting in the carriage, finally realized what it meant to be so anxious, he simply opened the curtain and said: "Hongming, this carriage is useless, bring the horse here!"

"Young Pavilion Master absolutely won't do it, not to mention that your body can't bear the jolting of a horse, but if you can, how can you bear it in this cold winter?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Young Master Xiang came out of the carriage directly, led the groom's horse, jumped up, ignored the dissuasion of the people behind, just raised the whip, and drove the horse galloping all the way.

"Master Xuanyuan, please find a way, Mr. Xuanyuan, my young master..."

"There are me and Qianqian here, hurry up and catch up with your young pavilion master."

"Thank you, Mr. Xuanyuan!"

As Hongming said, he snatched the horse from the groom, and before he could sit still, he chased after him in the direction where Young Master Xiang was galloping away.

(End of this chapter)