Qingyun asked the girl named Xiaohuan: "Is your master's master far from here?"

"It's not far, it's behind, then, it's over the hill."

Qingyun walked outside for a while, then returned to the yard and saw Huo Jingyun's mother directing the girls to pick grapes.

She saw Qingyun and handed it a bunch of Qingyun, "This is the last crop, it's just right that these were picked to make wine."

Qingyun said: "I used to be in Moshan. Every time this season, the mountains will also make wine."

Madam Huo was stunned for a moment: "You lived in Moshan when you were a kid?"

"Yes. I also know that Uncle Huo is the senior brother of Lan Ling's mother Chen Yan."

Madam Huo looked at Qingyun: "Are the people on Moshan okay? How is the old hall master's body?"

"All are good." Qingyun replied.

Mrs. Huo said to herself: "Unexpectedly, after so many years, many things seem to be still yesterday."

Huo Zhan walked slowly over with his hands behind his back.

"The kid said that she was in Moshan when she was a child." Madam Huo said to Huo Zhan.

Huo Zhan nodded and looked at Qingyun and said, "But you are the princess of Beiyi, how did you grow up in Moshan?"

Qingyun blushed at once. She had said to her senior brother not to tell his parents that she was once the identity of Princess Beiyi.

"I, I didn't know when I was a child, it was Aunt Chen Yan who picked me, and I grew up with Aunt Chen Yan." Qingyun blushed.

Madam Huo looked up and down Qingyun: "When did the lady pick you up? Why don't I know?"

"Well, when I was young, I was very young," Qing Yun replied.

"Girl Qingyun, you may not know. My name is Jiang Mi. I used to be a close girl who served Miss Chen Yan. If you were in Moshan, you might have heard of my name."

Qing Yun opened his eyes wide, and it turned out that Madam Huo was Jiang Mi.

She had heard of Jiang Mi when she was a child. She was indeed the close girl of her mother. After hearing that her mother Chen Yan died, Jiang Mi had disappeared.

It turned out that she married Huo Zhan.

"So, girl, who are you? Why are you so interested in Chen Yan? She has been dead for so many years." Huo Zhan suddenly asked her in a deep voice.

Qingyun knew that she couldn't talk nonsense anymore, but she couldn't say that she was Lan Ling.

"Well, although I am the princess of Beiyi, because I used to be good friends with Lan Ling, Moshan's affairs are all told by Lan Ling. Lan Ling is so worried about the death of her mother Chen Yan. She always feels that her mother is not suicide. , But she didn't know who to ask. Lan Ling said that her mother was very close to his big brother, so I saw Uncle Ho today and wanted to ask for Lan Ling. Just offended."

Huo Zhan looked at Qingyun and nodded. He could accept this explanation.

He had known that the princess of Beiyi was in the palace. I just don't know the name, the message I received today happened to say Qingyun's name.

He also knows his son's mind. He didn't say too much, he thought that Huo Jingyun was a calm person, he knew what he was doing.

Huo Zhan looked at Qingyun and said, "The things of the year have passed. Lan Ling has been unconscious now. The world is unpredictable. Her mother should have committed suicide. Don't mention these things anymore, look forward, don't grab the past. Thing."

Madam Huo lowered her head, and Huo Zhan sighed in a low voice, "Since Jingyun can take you home, she must trust you. Don't worry, we trust you too. If you are fine, just look around, Liuhe Mountain in autumn. It’s still very interesting. Jingyun won’t be able to come back until evening."

Huo Zhan returned to the room. Qingyun helped Madam Huo pick grapes. Mrs. Huo has been lost, and basically stopped talking.

Qingyun wanted to ask her about her mother, but she didn't know how to ask, and since Madam Huo knew that she was the princess of Beiyi, her eyes were different. Be guarded against her.

This is a bit embarrassing.

Huo Jingyun didn't come back until dark.

He looked tired.

After Huo Jingyun came back, he looked at Qingyun and hurried to his father's study to chat with his father for a while.

After a while, Huo Jingyun finished his work. He changed into a dark purple brocade. His skin was fair and his face was like a crown jade, which made the girls secretly look at him.

"Qingyun, I'm sorry, I don't have time to spend an afternoon with you."

"It doesn't matter, brother, you haven't been home for so long."

Huo Jingyun was at home and talked a lot. "This Liuhe Mountain is bigger than Mo Mountain, and the mountains are continuous. In autumn, there are many babies in the mountains. Unfortunately, this time I come back too hasty. If there is another chance, we will stay a few more days and I will take you up the mountain to find the baby."

"Yeah." Qingyun thought of overhearing what Huo Zhan said to him. It turned out that she and Huo Jingyun had a marriage contract, and his father said that if you don't want to marry someone, don't take it home. Where is he qualified to follow Huo Jingyun back again.

"Brother, when shall we go back?" Qing Yun worried about Ling Chen.

"Tomorrow. This time I decided to come back temporarily. There are still many things in the court. In two or three days, I will take off the gauze on my head and I can go to court." Huo Jingyun said.

Qingyun came to Liuhe Mountain this time and saw his mother's senior brother. Although he didn't say how his mother died, depending on his appearance, his mother should have committed suicide.

Many details, because of her identity, she can't ask too much.

Early the next morning, Huo Jingyun and Qingyun finished their breakfast and prepared to leave.

Madam Huo repeatedly told Huo Jingyun for a long time, "The sky is getting cold. You must prepare two quilts at night, one covered and the other pressed at the end of the bed. You always sleep on the quilt. Wear more clothes, and , You are going to marry a woman, so there are so many women around, don't you think there is no one you can see?"

Huo Jingyun said: "I see, mother, I am so old, know to take care of myself, you go back soon." Huo Jingyun hugged his mother.

"No matter how old they are, they are all children if they are not married." Madam Huo asked other things.

"Okay, don't talk about it anymore, he has something to do, he has to go back soon." Huo Zhanwen said.

Madam Huo listened to Huo Zhan very much. As soon as Huo Zhan spoke, she immediately stopped talking and stood there with tears in her eyes, watching Huo Jingyun slowly leave.

There is only one kind of love in the world to prepare for separation, and that is the love of parents.

After bidding farewell to Liuhe Villa, Huo Jingyun took Qingyun out.

At the door, they were just getting ready to mount, Qing Yun saw Huo Jingyun look back and was stunned, and bowed deeply to the back.

Qingyun looked back, and there was a young and thin man standing there, pushing a man. The man was sitting in a wheelchair. He was in his forties and looked heroic.

Qing Yun only glanced at it, and felt something was wrong.

She looked at the man carefully, and then at Huo Jingyun. The man's eyes, lips, nose, and skin color were exactly the same as Huo Jingyun.

He is more like Huo Jingyun's father than Huo Zhan.

Qing Yun's head buzzed, it was really alike.

Qingyun politely bowed to the man, and the man nodded and waved his hand.

Huo Jingyun took Qingyun on the horse and left.

"Brother, who is this?" Qing Yun asked him.

"My master."

"Your master? Sword Saint?"

Huo Jingyun nodded.