commoner pretty detective

Chapter 55 The Covenant
Wu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Gong Ziling said unhurriedly: "She is quite naughty, she always likes to sneak out to play in the street, maybe she has met Brother Hua before."

Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to retreat behind Gong Ziling again.Unexpectedly, Kun Na was bringing over a pot of hot soup, and Wu Yan bumped into the soup when she turned around.Thanks to Kunna's profound skills, he held the soup basin firmly, but some of the soup still spilled out, splashing on the cuffs and hands of the two of them.Wu Yan quickly retracted her hands into her sleeves.

Seeing this, Hua Luomei asked: "Little brother, did you burn your hand? Let me see, I have the wound medicine here. Kunna, why are you so careless?"

Wu Yan hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands at Hua Luomei.

Gong Ziling got up and said: "Let me see." Pulling Wu Yan aside, rolled up her sleeves, seeing that Wu Yan's back of hand was not burned, she felt relieved.Seeing the black and white on the back of the hand, it turned out that Yi Rong's potion had been dissolved, so she smiled clearly.Wu Yan winked at him, signaling him to leave.

Gong Ziling turned to Hua Luomei and said with a smile: "No injury, don't worry Brother Hua. You can't blame Kunna for this matter, it's because she was too reckless. It's getting late, I should say goodbye, thank you Brother Hua for your kindness."

Hua Luomei also got up and said: "Why bother to say such out-of-the-ordinary words. You and I hit it off right away. To have a bosom friend like Brother Ling, this life is enough."

"I also feel the same way. Meeting Brother Hua is a lifetime of comfort. I hope you and I will meet again in the future."

"How about we make a deal?"

"Brother Hua, please tell me."

"Brother Ling, Shenmu Peak should know that it is the highest mountain in Biwu. Legend has it that a sycamore tree fell from the sky and transformed into the mortal world. That's where the name Biwu came from."

Gongzi Lingying said: "Shenmu Peak is in the middle of Qingluan Mountain. I went down there once. The scenery is really beautiful and the trees are dense. It deserves its reputation." When Wu Yan heard the word Qingluan Mountain, her attention was immediately attracted.

Hua Luomei smiled and said, "On this day next year, how about we meet at the top of the peak, play a song together, and talk about wine?"

Gong Ziling cupped her hands and said with a smile: "Okay, it's a deal, see you at the top of Shenmu Peak today next year."

"It's a deal, see you at the top of Shenmu Peak today next year."

Watching Gong and Wu leave, Hua Luomei stood on the bow of the boat for a long time.Kuna stepped forward and called softly: "Young master, do you want to sail?"

Hua Luomei didn't answer but instead asked: "Kuna, what do you think of these two people?"

Kuna replied respectfully: "Young master's friend, I dare not make judgments."

"You can say it anyway."

"That Mr. Ling must be a dragon and phoenix among men, even his entourage should not be underestimated, his eyes are very sharp." Just now in the back cabin, his big eyes rolled around him, making his scalp numb.

"Well," Hua Luomei pondered, "I won't mention Brother Ling, he can be regarded as my only bosom friend. His little follower always feels like someone I know, and when he sees him, he has a very strange feeling. Feel."

"Young master, the soup splashed on his hands just now, even though he immediately retracted his hands into his sleeves, the subordinates still noticed that the color of the skin on the back of his hands was getting lighter, as if he had been applied with medicine to disguise his appearance."

"Oh?" Hua Luomei looked at the direction where Gong Wu disappeared, tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes gradually softened, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.He put the flute to his lips and began to play softly.

Wu Yan and Gong Ziling had already gone far, and vaguely heard the sound of the flute, Wu Yan smiled and said: "Hua Luomei is playing the flute again, this time the sound of the flute seems to be less lonely and helpless, and more Huanxin, it seems that he is really happy to meet you."

Gong Ziling said: "It is indeed a great blessing to know him, but the change in his flute sound is probably not for me."

"why?"

"In addition to joy, his flute sound is also accompanied by a lingering sense of embarrassment. Maybe it reminds him of some confidante of his." Gong Ziling gave Wu Yan a sideways glance as he spoke.

Wu Yan didn't realize it, and joked about Gong Ziling: "It's hard to say, maybe he has a habit of cutting sleeves."

Gong Ziling smiled and said: "Everyone on the road is watching. If you talk to me like this again, others will think I have a habit of breaking sleeves."

"What is this, let them see as much as they want." Wu Yan stepped forward and grabbed Gong Ziling's arm, leaning her head on his arm as if intimately, eating and drinking at the passers-by on the road sniggering.

Gong Ziling was stunned for a moment, and let her hold her arm, ignoring the astonished eyes of passers-by.

They didn't hear it, and the flute sound of flowers and plum blossoms in the distance gradually turned into melancholy.

(End of this chapter)