Under the willow tree, a young man in plain clothes was lying on a wooden lounge chair, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to be asleep.
The afternoon wind blew through the willow branches, floating gently, and the white catkins drifted down, falling on the black hair of the young man in plain clothes.
A young man was beside him, gently trying to cover him with the blanket in his hand. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the person on the recliner moved and slowly opened his eyes.
"Sorry, I woke you up."
The man squatted down apologetically.
The catkins that fell from his head fell on the tip of Ranchen's nose, making his nose itchy. He stretched out his hand to rub his nose and smiled helplessly: "Li Yu, do you still think of me as the patient you were before? Have you forgotten that I am already cured?"
Nan Liyu reached out and patted the catkins off Ranchen's hair. He seemed a little embarrassed and smiled: "I've been used to it since the first day with you."
"What time is it now?"
"Not even a moment."
"I've been resting for so long," Ranchen was a little surprised. He held the handle on the side of the chair and sat up. The blanket on his body also slipped off and fell on his knees, "No wonder, I seem to have had a long dream, dreaming about when I was a child."
Seeing him sitting up, Nan Liyu also stood up.
"By the way, is there any letter from Li Luo coming back?"
"I received a letter from him a few days ago. He is already on his way back," Nanliluo paused, "Miss Qingyang came back with him."
"Oh," Ranchen laughed and wanted to stand up, but his legs were a little numb from lying down for too long. Nan Liyu calmly stretched out his hand and helped him up, "This stinky The boy really lived up to my expectations. After being gone for so long, he is finally coming back."
I wonder if this brat has seen her——
Ranchen thought of the woman's face that had always been in his heart, and stood there in a daze.
"City Lord, the leader of the Perak Gate, Zhou, died of a serious illness a few days ago. I sent a funeral notice. The leader of the Zhou will be buried in five days. Do you want to send someone to express condolences?"
Under the willow tree, the back of the man in plain clothes suddenly froze.
No wonder he had a dream that happened so long ago today. Ranchen suddenly laughed out loud, but at that moment, he seemed a little unclear as to whether it was a sigh or a smile.
The original suffering and resentment accumulated in his heart were removed by the master's teachings day after day and Master Kong Jing's daily Buddhist scriptures. He had really planned to cut off his connection with everything in the past, but at this moment, when he heard the news of that person's death, his heart still paused.
"City Lord?"
Nan Liyu seemed to notice something was wrong with Ranchen and wanted to step forward.
Just as she reached out to touch his shoulder, the man in plain clothes in front of him suddenly turned around.
"Li Yu, get ready. You will set off with me in an hour and go to Pili Gate in person to express condolences to Master Zhou."
Over the years, Nan Liyu seemed to have become accustomed to Ranchen's decisions, so he was not surprised by his decision to go to Pili Gate to express condolences in person. He just nodded lightly and left first.
The Perak Sect is one of the best sects in the world. Now that the sect leader has recently lost his life, naturally many people from the world are going there. If the Lord of Yunzhong City goes to express his condolences in person, he will have to prepare a lot of things in advance.
Just as he passed through the corridor, he bumped into Feng Fanxiao.
"Li Yu, you are in such a hurry, what happened?"
From a distance, he saw Nan Liyu approaching quickly, and Feng Fanxiao immediately went to meet him.
"I'm just about to go find you. The leader of the Perak Sect is newly mourned. The city lord is going to go to express his condolences in person. Please go and get ready. We will set off in an hour."
"Okay." Feng Fanxiao nodded, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Nan Liyu again.
He turned his head, and Nan Liyu's face suddenly came in front of him, which really startled him: "Scare me, what are you doing?"
"Fan Xiao, I just received a letter from Li Luo this morning."
"Really? How has he been recently? Is he coming back?" Feng Fanxiao suddenly became happy when he heard the news about Nan Liluo. He grabbed Nan Liyu's arm and started talking to himself. , "It's been almost a year since this brat left. I miss him so much."
Nan Liyu smiled half-heartedly: "I don't think you expect to see him so soon."
Just when Feng Fanxiao looked puzzled, Nan Liyu patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Li Yu's letter said that the people who returned to the Central Plains with him this time, except Miss Qingyang, There is also a girl named Simiao, I think you should still remember who she is."
"Who?"
Tilting his head, a confused expression appeared on Feng Fanxiao's face.
"Have you really forgotten?" Nan Liyu was speechless, "When we first arrived in Jialan City, the little Miao girl you rescued was the one she said she wanted to marry you."
Seeing that Feng Fanxiao still showed the expected gradually petrified expression, Nan Liyu burst out laughing, feeling that all the good mood today was brought out by him: "Old Xiao, Old Xiao, I didn't expect that you have such a compassionate character. , you actually left such a big love debt thousands of miles away. Well, now people may be coming to your door. You wish yourself well. I'll go prepare my luggage first. You only have one hour, so don't leave. forget."
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."
Looking at his crazy friend holding his head in the corridor, Nan Liyu left with a bit of laughter.
Li Luo, a brat like this, is very good at what he does. It was easy for Lao Xiao to save the girl back then. He probably didn't forget what he said back then. Now it's better and he just brought her back.
