After hearing Kong Qing's words, Yan Zongqiong and Mrs. Shangyuan looked at the plate in Kong Qing's hand at the same time, and saw a golden basket placed on top of the plate, with the middle of the basket filled with delicate red roses.

, before the plate was handed over, a strong fragrance of flowers was already echoing in the yard.

"Qingwei, you said this..."

Lady Yan looked at the basket of flowers in Kong Qing's hand and asked hesitantly.

"...Is it a dessert, or something edible?"

"That's right!"

Kong Qing held the basket of flowers in both hands and handed it to the two of them.

"This basket looks like it's woven, but it's actually made from wheat ground into powder. And the roses in it... I'll keep it a secret for now, so it can give the two ladies a little bit of freshness.

!”

After seeing this beautiful flower basket-like dessert, Mrs. Shangyuan's eyes lit up, and then she stood up and generously stretched out her hand to take the plate from Kong Qing's hand.

"Since it is a token of honor given by Mr. Qingwei, I will not refuse it!"

Mrs. Shangyuan reached out and picked up a flower from the basket, and then she discovered that the bottom of the flower was not a rhizome, but a round base, which was very similar to the small cakes she had eaten here in Qingwei before.

Mrs. Shangyuan held the 'flower' with her hand, gently put it under her nose and smelled it, then raised her eyes and glanced at Kong Qing, then put the flower back into the basket with great care.

, glanced at the Yufeng Mountain God sitting aside, and said understandingly.

"Mr. Qingwei summoned the God of Yufeng Mountain from Jianghuai to come to Chang'an. It must be something important, so the sisters of the Nu family will not disturb you."

After saying that, Mrs. Shangyuan stretched out her hand and gave Yan Zongqiong a hand. The two of them bowed to Kong Qing and bowed, and then walked out politely.

"..."

Kong Qing blinked silently.

This thing is actually not a token, and he really has no other meaning.

…

Sniff! Sniff! Sniff!

After walking out of Qingwei's courtyard, Lady Yan looked at the plate of Her Majesty the Queen's apple tarts in Mrs. Shangyuan's hand, lightly shrugged her nose, and said with a drunken expression.

"I really don't know where Qingwei got these strange foods. They are so fragrant. Just smelling them makes you feel like flowers are blooming."

"If my sister likes it so much..."

Mrs. Shangyuan gritted her teeth, reached out and took out a flower from the basket, then quietly hid the basket by her side and handed over the flower in her hand.

"Then sister, let me give you one as a gift!"

"Pfft..."

Seeing Mrs. Shangyuan's actions, Yan Zongqiong couldn't help covering her mouth with her sleeves and laughed.

"Sister Shangyuan, you really are, my sister won't compete with you!"

"It would be best if you don't rob..."

Mrs. Shangyuan replied with a smile, and then took back the hand holding the flower.

"Then sister, thank you very much, sister."

Whoosh!

Before she finished speaking, Yan Zongqiong's hand quickly snatched the apple tart from Mrs. Shangyuan's hand.

"Thank you with a gift. Just think of this as the matchmaker gift you give to my sister to thank you!"

…

After watching Mrs. Shangyuan and Lady Yan leave, Kong Qing glanced at the Yufeng Mountain God who was recovering from his injuries, sat down silently, and began to use his spiritual thoughts to refining a large pile of things piled in a corner of the demon refining pot.

Searching through all kinds of dishes.

"The birthday gift I originally planned to give to Sanniang is gone again. What a pity! This is a plate of delicacies from the world of "Spirit of the Shokiji" that Pindao opened the blind box with the CD stuck..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard Madam Yan's scream from outside the yard.

"ah……"

Then, Mrs. Shangyuan's laughter, which sounded like silver bells, came to Kong Qing's ears.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"What's going on with these two fairies?"

Kong Qing looked outside with a confused look.

"I'm just eating an apple tart. Are you making such a fuss?"

…

There was a rustling sound, and Ma Zhou, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw his wife standing next to the bed, with a look of shame on her face, and her dress was torn.

There were several holes, as if someone had torn them apart.

He blinked and asked hesitantly.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing……"

Yan Zongqiong gritted her teeth bitterly while taking off her broken dress.

"When the slave family was cooking medicine, they heard that there was a lot of excitement in the Qingdu Temple. It seemed that there was a thief. Then the slave family found a ladder and lay on the wall to watch the excitement. As a result, when they came down, they accidentally hung up their clothes.

broken!"

"oh!"

Ma Zhou looked at his wife's torn clothes and looming delicate body under the lamp. He couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his chest. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said calmly.

"That's right. Then let me see if there are any scratches on my wife's body..."

Following the words, Ma Zhou lifted up the quilt and rushed towards his wife.

…

By the time a certain Yufeng Mountain God stabilized his injuries, more than an hour had passed.

"I dare to ask the Lord what is the important matter for urgently summoning the little god to Chang'an."

Kong Qingxin waved the fly whisk in his hand, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Yufeng, Pindao asked you about your relationship with Song Xuanbai before. You should still remember it, right?"

"Remember!"

After hearing what Kong Qing said, Yufeng Mountain God immediately explained.

"The little god also told you, my lord, that although the little god had a relationship with Song Xuanbai back then, they were really not very familiar with each other, and since Pindao joined the lord, he has drawn a clear line with him!"

"Pindao is not trying to settle a score with you..."

Kong Qing waved his hand and said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"You are you, and he is him. Song Xuanbai was involved in dozens of murders, but you did not do anything like blood sacrifices, so Pindao can tolerate you, but not him."

"What? Song Xuanbai was involved in a murder involving dozens of lives."

As soon as Kong Qing finished speaking, Yufeng Mountain God immediately stood up excitedly.

"This man is simply insane. No wonder the little god was disgusted when he saw him that day. For such evil people, the little god had no choice but to kill his relatives. Master, please give the order. The little god will go through fire and water without any hesitation!"

"No need to go through fire and water so exaggeratedly..."

Kong Qing looked at the exaggerated Yufeng Mountain God, and the corners of his mouth twitched silently.

"Pindao doesn't care about Song Xuanbai's strength, but that guy relies on the technique of borrowing objects and substituting forms that you taught him back then, and has been disgusting Pindao. Now Pindao has no patience to continue playing with him..."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Yufeng Mountain God lowered his head and asked cautiously.

"What do you mean, Master?"

"Now that guy Song Xuanbai seems to have taken refuge with Qi King Li Yuanji, and wants to protect him with the dragon energy of the dynasty. Pindao wants you to meet that guy Song Xuanbai and find an excuse to join him. You are not

Were you beaten by Mrs. Shangyuan just now? It was a cruel trick.

Then you can help Pindao find out from Song Xuanbai how many substitutes he has prepared for himself, and if possible, break his spell."

Kong Qing raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"As long as he has no way to die on his behalf, the poor Taoist can give him real death!"

"Please rest assured, Lord!"

After hearing Kong Qing's request, Yufeng Mountain God immediately patted his chest and agreed without hesitation.

"The little god dares to say that in the whole world, except for the ancient gods who created the art of borrowing objects to replace forms, no one knows this art better than the little god. As long as the little god can see Song Xuanbai's face, he will

We will definitely be able to find out how many substitutes he has and where they are. As for cracking his technique, it is not difficult..."

"That's good!"
To be continued...