Chapter 138 (1/2)

Yu Qingyao has just arrived in the city. She has no hatred with member Zeng in the past. Recently, she has no resentment. She hasn't seen her face. Without any connection, who would have thought she would kill Zeng Yuanwai's husband and wife with a curse?

In the evening, Yu Qingyao booked a suite in a big Inn in the city.

The next day, Yu Qingyao slept until dawn and Fang got up lazily.

After washing, Yu Qingyao painted a beautiful light makeup, had a rich breakfast, settled the bill and went out. She first went to the bank and exchanged 100000 copper coins and hundreds of liang of silver coins. Then she went to several places of interest nearby.

In the afternoon, she went to Wohu mountain thirty miles outside the city.

Crouching Tiger Mountain is shaped like a crouching tiger with beautiful scenery.

It was hot in June. Yu Qingyao practiced Taoism. Although she was not afraid of heat, she was afraid that the sun would Tan her skin. She took out an oil paper umbrella painted with ink landscape and put it on her head. Quan was regarded as a sun umbrella.

”Make complaints about your brain,” said Wu TSU. ”Now it's not raining!”

Yu Qingyao was depressed: how can I talk to this stupid demon about the scientific common sense that ultraviolet light will darken my white and tender skin? There's no sunscreen to buy. What if I don't take an umbrella?

After thinking about it, she said, ”Jane, in addition to keeping out the rain, you can also use sunscreen.”

”I don't know why. You can't get sunburned.” Wu Zhen said puzzled.

Yu Qingyao sighed, ”but if you get too much sun, your skin will turn black, so it won't look good.”

”Will the sun really darken?” asked Wu Zhen suspiciously.

”Of course, don't you see that the farmers are black? On the contrary, the young ladies who hide in the house for many years are white and tender.”

Wu Zhen tilted her head, thought about it, nodded, and felt that the master was right. She had a new question: ”what's the matter with tanning? My whole body is black, and it's all right!”

Yu Qingyao was speechless and shouted, ”I don't want to turn black!”

Wuzhen said, ”master, it's really okay to turn black. Big sun, if you hold an umbrella like this, people will think you're crazy.”

Yu Qingyao sighed and said, ”take your own umbrella and go your own way. Let others say it! Don't care about the slander and slander of others. As long as you live freely and happily.”

Wu Zhen tilted her head and said, ”then why do you do those good deeds? You obviously care about what others think of you.”

Yu Qingyao was speechless. ”Jane, shut up and I'll take an umbrella. Why are you arguing with me like this?”

Wu Zhen rolled her eyes and said, ”master, I'm clearly trying to reason with you. You're the one who's yelling!”

Yu Qingyao was speechless.

She ignored Wuzhen and walked up the mountain depressed. Muttering: I can't argue with a silly bird whose IQ is not online. It's really unscientific.

Wu Zhen asked, ”what does it mean that IQ is not online? What does science mean?”

Yu Qingyao refused to talk again.

At the back of the mountain, you can see the scenery in the city from a distance. In front of the mountain, a white river meanders like a belt, and the fields at the foot of the mountain are like a chessboard.

Yu Qingyao holds an umbrella, a white skirt when the wind blows, and her sleeves are floating. Looking from a distance, she will go with the wind at any time.

After walking for a while, I looked far ahead at a painting Pavilion. There were two young men in brocade robes in the pavilion. Outside the pavilion stood a group of servants.

Yu Qingyao took a curious look at the jade on their hats and the sword around their waist. She thought she might be the son of a powerful family in the city, so she made a particularly beautiful gesture and walked towards them.

Well, they are lucky to meet me on such a beautiful day. For them, it may be the most beautiful encounter in their life.

Gao Jian is the son of general Rao Zhou. Today he came to play with his cousin sun Siqi who came all the way. Resting in the painting Pavilion, I suddenly saw a stunning beauty floating in the wind with an elegant painting umbrella.

The wind sent forth wisps of strange fragrance. She was like a white lotus in the wind.