OBS Chapter 374 Wearing flowers and brushing willows
Chapter 374 Wearing flowers and brushing willows
Jiang Qisheng hesitated, "It would be better to let them take you back."
Even if the two women traveled together, it was not safe, not to mention that the other one was a stranger, and he was worried.
"No need to bother, bye." Fang Yuemei pulled the person forward and whispered, "Girl, please, please do me a favor."
What help?
Yuan Qing was even more confused.
Jiang Qisheng watched them gradually disappear into the distance, waved his hand and summoned a secret guard, "Follow them, make sure Miss Fang returns safely, and don't let them find her."
"Yes."
The secret guard fled away.
When the two of them walked out of the temple gate, Fang Yuemei seemed relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Yuan Qing became more and more confused as he looked at it.
There must be something fishy going on between the two of them, she bet.
Meeting her gaze, Fang Yuemei smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, young lady. I had no choice just now."
Yuan Qing also smiled and nodded, with no intention of getting to the bottom of the matter.
"Where are you going, young lady? It's getting dark, so I'd better give you a ride. After all, I brought quite a few people with me."
Yuan Qing pointed to the horses and carriages tied to a tree not far away and said, "I'm not going down the mountain. I want to deliver some things to someone before dark. The road is not far."
"That's great. I'm familiar with this mountain."
Fang Yuemei clenched her hands tighter and tighter, as if she would not let go unless she agreed.
Fang Yuemei is...very abnormal today.
Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Okay."
After hearing the answer, Fang Yuemei immediately turned around and said to the servants: "Go back and tell the Taoist priest that I will stay with Sister Fuliu for a few days. Tell her not to worry and that I will be back soon."
"Miss, this... this is probably inappropriate?" Several servants looked at each other.
"What's wrong?" Fang Yuemei frowned, "Sister Fu Liu is not someone else. Besides, there are people following me. Go back quickly and don't keep the Taoist priest waiting."
The servants couldn't persuade her, so they had to send two of them to rush back to report.
The distance from Guiyuan Temple to the wooden house was not far, but the road was rugged and difficult to travel on, and the carriage was bumpy. In the second half of the journey, the two had to get off.
The wooden house was surrounded only by a circle of half-high wooden piles.
The mountains are different from the city. It is full of dangers. Fu Liu lives here alone and her safety cannot be guaranteed.
So in addition to Fu Liu, there were several female secret guards on duty in the wooden house.
Fu Liu also knew about this.
Fang Yuemei was about to speak through the wooden stake, but her mouth was covered by the person next to her.
Yuan Qing quietly signaled to them not to make any noise, then looked towards the yard.
A slender figure stood on the wooden steps holding a lantern, looking into the distance at the setting sun that was about to sink into the mountains.
After looking for a while, she turned around, took the long pole, and hung the lamp under the eaves.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew and lifted up the corner of her skirt.
The blazing red covered her entire body, making her as beautiful as a painting.
Everyone held their breath.
The wind suddenly stopped, and the figure under the eaves quickly chased into the yard.
She stared blankly at the hand she had stretched out, her body swaying, looking extremely helpless.
Just when everyone thought it was over, the people in the yard began to dance.
From slow to fast, stepping, swinging arms, spinning, leaping, every movement seems to be injected with vitality.
The black hair and long skirt moved without wind.
It's completely different from the feeling just now.
Fu Liu withdrew his arms and breathed rapidly.
This was the second time she danced freely according to her own wishes.
It seems that all the stones weighing on my heart have disappeared. I don’t have to care about other people’s eyes and scrutiny. It’s so relaxing!
No one knew when the veil on her face fell off, and no one who was watching noticed, and no one who was dancing noticed either.
What caught people's attention at this moment was her bright eyes and the smile from her heart.
Yuan Qing admired silently.
Only then did she truly understand the meaning of "Seven-Character Quatrain".
Fu Liu is not only amazing in dancing skills, more importantly, she has truly integrated dance into her life.
She really loves dancing, and she doesn't do it just to survive.
Suddenly, a very faint voice came from above my head.
Yuan Qing was most familiar with this voice, so he naturally knew who flew by.
She waved away the secret guards and slowly walked into the yard.
Gong Chan stood in front of Fu Liu, his eyes fixed on her face with an inquiring look.
Fu Liu seemed to be frightened and stared blankly at the woman in white who suddenly appeared.
"You know my aunt." Gong Chan said affirmatively.
Even Yuan Qing was a little surprised.
Has Fu Liu met Gong Tan?
Fu Liu was at a loss, "Who is your aunt?"
After saying this, she raised her hand and touched it, only to find that the veil covering her scar was gone.
She immediately covered her face and lowered her head.
Yuan Qing walked over and returned the veil he had just picked up to her.
After Fu Liu put on her veil, Gong Chan said, "Have you ever seen a woman in white before? She is very skilled in martial arts and looks 70% like me?"
Fu Liu then began to carefully look at the appearance of the woman in front of him. After a moment, he gently shook his head and said, "I have never seen a woman who looks like you."
The light in Gong Chan's eyes dimmed in an instant.
"But..." Fu Liu frowned, "If it's a woman in white with strong martial arts skills, I vaguely remember seeing her."
Gong Chan couldn't help but take a step forward, "Where? When?"
"I can't remember clearly." Fu Liu rubbed his forehead, "I only remember that when I was young, I accidentally ran to the mountains and vaguely saw a fairy-like figure in the forest. I was attracted and ran over to see it. I really can't remember what happened afterwards."
Fu Liu seemed to have a headache, his brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and his face was filled with pain.
Yuan Qing hurried forward, holding Gong Chan with one hand and Fu Liu with the other, "Let's talk slowly, let's go inside first."
When Gong Chan appeared, Fang Yuemei had already left with her servants.
After they settled down, Fang Yuemei came into the house alone, carrying two food boxes in her hands.
She glanced at Fu Liu worriedly, then turned her gaze to the other side, "So the person you are looking for is Sister Fu Liu, what a coincidence, I am here to look for her too."
Fu Liu's expression had eased a lot. She stood up and took the food box from Fang Yuemei's hand. "How can I trouble you to do such a thing? Put it down quickly. I'll do it."
Fang Yuemei didn't bother to be polite with her. She turned around and sat at the table, looking at the person in front of her curiously several times.
Yuan Qing had already taken off her veil, revealing her true face.
When in Jiangzhou, Fang Yuemei had seen her in another identity, so it was understandable that she was surprised at this time.
Fang Yuemei compared the man she had met with him for a long time and was secretly surprised.
Yuan Qing knew what she was thinking.
Although she didn't mind Fang Yuemei knowing her identity in advance, she still wanted to try her best to smooth over the matter, so that even if it was exposed in the future, Fang Yuemei would not be implicated.
As for whether she believes it or not, that is another matter.
"Miss Fang, do you think my face looks familiar?"
Fang Yuemei had already made up many excuses in her mind to cover up such an astonishing discovery, but she never expected that the other party would confess first, so she could only follow up with the conversation: "Yes, it does look familiar. I guess it's fate."
"Let's get to know each other again." Yuan Qing stretched out his hand. "My name is Yue Qing, Yue means transcendence, Qing means blue sky."
Fang Yuemei looked at the hand she extended and stood there in a daze for a moment.
Fu Liu explained: "This is the etiquette of expressing friendship in Boss Yue's hometown."
Fang Yuemei suddenly realized and reached out to shake hands.
Gong Chan didn't like to join in the fun, so she went back to her room to rest.
After Yuan Qing finished his meal with them, he brought some snacks and hot meals to Gong Chan.
Gong Chan had not rested yet. She was sitting on the bed and wiping the sword carefully.
The coldness in his eyes faded away, and under the warm yellow candlelight, he looked solemn and pious.
Yuan Qing put down the food, moved a stool and sat beside the bed, without saying a word, just watching her polish the sword quietly.
After a long while, Gong Chan said, "The holder of the Tianshan Sword of our Gong family has a sword move that has been passed down from generation to generation, called 'Passing Through Flowers and Brushing Willows'."
Yuan Qing thought about what happened before and suddenly realized, "Do you think Fu Liu might be related to that incident? But this name..."
"Besides that, I have another piece of evidence: I just said that '穿花覆柳' is a sword move. When the girl was dancing in the courtyard, her body movements and steps were very similar to this sword move, and she had no internal strength, so I made this judgment. She only had the moves, but no internal strength to match them. If she didn't learn it secretly, then my aunt taught her personally. No matter which one it is, she and my aunt are inseparable."