Yan Ying came to the gate of Cangmo Sect. The daytime vigilance here is not as strict as nighttime, at least there is no checkpoint at the intersection of the mountain.

The disciple at the door took the letter from Yan Ying's hand and looked at her suspiciously, "Do you dare to ask me, yes?"

"I'm just here to deliver the letter and say goodbye to my master."

"Hey, wait a moment, who is your master?"

Yan Ying turned around coldly, "You just need to send messages, you don't need to know that much."

"you……"

The green-shirt disciple was speechless and could only watch Yan Ying leave without looking back.

When Lin Qiu got the letter of hexagram, he looked through the letter with a seal in his hand and asked, "Who sent it?"

The Qingshan disciple said, "A young man said he was ordered by his master to deliver a letter to Mrs. Ju. The disciple asked him who he was, but he didn't say it."

Lin Qiu said "yes" and signaled his disciple to retreat. He stuffed the letter into his sleeve and walked towards Lan Juxuan.

The little maid was dyeing Juxiang's nails with flower juice. The temperature in the mountains was much cooler than below. Juxiang leaned against the soft couch with her eyes closed and opened her eyes when she heard someone coming in. When she saw that it was Lin Qiu, a delicate smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, aren't you busy today? Why did you come to me in broad daylight?"

Since Lin Qiuyuan's death, Mo Shuzi counted the death of the woman on Juxiang, believing that if Lin Qiu had not brought her back to the Cangmo Sect, Lin Qiu's wife would not have been angry and died. So far, she disliked Juxiang very much and repeatedly asked Lin Qiu'er to drive her away. Later, Lin Qiu made a promise that Juxiang would not come to Juxiang more than five times a month, and did not meet her during the day, and then Mo Shuzi promised her to stay.

Juxiang also had resentment in her heart. It wasn't that she wanted to come to Cangmo Sect, so she had to tell a reason, or Lin Qiu forced her to take her up the mountain. What's the difference between holding her in the mountain like this now and being detained? So Juxiang's attitude towards Lin Qiu was also hot and cold, all depends on her mood. But she didn't know what kind of medicine Lin Qiu took the wrong one, but she had a chance to meet Juxiang's turtle and mung beans. No matter what Juxiang's attitude towards him or how much Mo Shuzi liked Juxiang, he was unwilling to let her go. On the fifth day of the month, Juxiang was trying to get her away, as if she was going to tear her down. Last night, she almost killed Juxiang's life, causing her waist to break.

The little maid stepped back with great eyesight. Lin Qiu sat next to Juxiang. Seeing her tired face, she stroked her big palm against her waist, and slowly massaged her with a warm current in her palm. It was not until Juxiang showed a very enjoyable expression that Lin Qiu took out the letter and put it on the table.

"Xiang'er, someone has sent you a letter."

Juxiang was half-squinting and drowsy by Lin Qiu. "What letter? Who will send me a letter?"

"Will the person who came without leaving his name, he would be your family?"

"Swish, Lin Qiu, you have something to say, don't mess with me, would you not know that I was an orphan since I was a child? Where did my family come from?"

Juxiang still closed her eyes when she said this, her attitude was scattered and cold, and she didn't even look at the letter. Lin Qiu turned a blind eye to Juxiang's mockery, but instead felt relieved. Her attitude showed that she at least didn't know that someone would send her a letter and did not pay attention to this letter.

"Hehe, I just asked casually. Don't you get up and see who wrote it to you?"

"I have no relatives here. Who knows if it's a prank? Let's leave it here first."

Lin Qiu saw that Juxiang was not anxious, and she couldn't urge her. Seeing Juxiang's charming look, her palms became a little hot without realizing it. When her throat tightened, Lin Qiu suddenly pulled her hand back and felt embarrassed. She stood up guiltily and ran out in Juxiang's seductive gaze.

"There's nothing, I'll leave."

Juxiang sat up lazily after Lin Qiu left. She had been in Tianxiang Tower for so many years and had learned all the skills of seducing people. Lin Qiu had been serious for half her life, so she would not be her opponent. A smile and a frown could point Lin Qiu's key points, making him unable to stop. However, he did not dare to violate the rules of Mo Shuzi. I guess he would be able to do this.

The plump jade hand picked up the thin letter on the table, Juxiang was also very strange. Who would write her a letter? After she left Tianxiang Tower, she broke off from the people and things in the past. What she told Lin Qiu just now was the truth. She is really alone now.

He casually tore open the letter, Juxiang held a corner of the letter paper, and still admired Lin Qiu's behavior like a gentleman. Even though he was so curious, he still did not read the letter privately.

The flowers and birds were singing in the courtyard, and the beautiful handwriting was clearly printed into the curtain. Juxiang suddenly sat up at a glance, put the paper under her eyes in disbelief, and read it carefully several times.

"After the fragrance of heaven, I miss it very much. I remember the fragrance of plum blossoms, and I still remember the pattern of silver. I woke up from the wine like a dream. The beauty and the beautiful phoenix returned, as if she was a different life, and she made an appointment to continue her love."

Two lines of words, the fragrance of chrysanthemum is like being struck by lightning, Feng... Feng... Young Master Feng?

Since that incident, Juxiang has become particularly sensitive to the surname "Feng". The surname Feng is rare, and the elegant boy is even more forgot, not to mention that he can be regarded as her benefactor. If it weren't for him, she would still live a life of drunkenness and despair.

But that's what she said that she recognized the wrong person? Lu Qingbo is not Mr. Feng at all, but it is really hard to tell the difference between the two of them. Juxiang almost shouted out when she first saw Lu Qingbo. Now, she thought, no wonder Lu Qingbo showed a strange expression when she saw her, and was indifferent to her several times of temptations. If she really admitted her mistake, it would be understandable.

Why is Juxiang so sure that this letter was written by Mr. Feng? Because except for anything else, no third person will know about the 100 taels of silver bills except herself. So the letter not only mentioned the word Feng, but also the 100 taels of silver bills, which shocked Juxiang extremely the person's identity. She had to suspect that it was the letter written by Mr. Feng. But how did he know that he was in the Cangmo Sect?

Many questions piled up in my heart, Ju Xiang was restless, and Young Master Feng grew into her heart like a mole. How could Lin Qiu compare to such a beautiful and peerless person?

Regardless of whether it is true or false, she will regret it for the rest of her life if she doesn't see it.

But Lin Qiu saw her tightly, Ju Xiang held her cheeks and looked outside the door to ponder.

A maid came in with a tea tray, and Ju Xiang asked casually, "Is Master Lin here to have a meal?"

The maid just thought Juxiang was a normal question, "I don't know. I just heard that the head of the sect sent someone to find the sect. I saw the sect go to the sect."

Mo Shuzi looked for Lin Qiu? He probably went to talk to Lin Qiu for the sake of breaking into the assassin last night. It seems that he would not come to her for a while, and maybe he would not come in the past few days.

"Okay, then you go find me a set of clothes, I'm going out."

The maid was shocked, lowered her eyebrows and said with a calm look, "Lord Lin told her to not go out at will."

"Random." Juxiang slapped the table suddenly and said angrily, "What a bold girl, can you dare to use the power of a tiger to block my way? Are you Cangmo Sect a prison of the Ministry of Justice? Am I a prisoner? Is it still a matter of detention? I will go to the head to ask what it means."

The little maid was so scared that she knelt down quickly. The new master's wife was a stingy master. Not to mention facing the master, she would say whatever she wanted to say to the master. How dare these maids talk back to her?

"Mrs. Relieve your anger, and I just act on orders and dare not stop my wife."

"Why don't you get out of here, Lin Qiu will explain. Hurry up, I'll wash up and change clothes, prepare a carriage for me, and I'll go into the city."

The trembling maid didn't dare to say anything more, and went to help Juxiang prepare something. Juxiang rubbed and patted the painful palm, and was a little excited.
Chapter completed!