Liang Ruoru weighed it again and again and finally made up his mind.

"Do you two have pen and paper?"

Xiao Bi said: "Sir, wait a moment, I'll ask the shopkeeper here to borrow it."

Not long after, she finally gathered the Four Treasures of the Study. Although the quality of the paper and pen and ink were very average, she could write without any problems.

Pu Lan ground the ink skillfully, and Liang Ruoru started writing quickly.

After almost filling two pieces of paper, he stopped what he was doing.

After drying the ink, Liang Ruoru handed the two pieces of letter paper to Huan Yu.

"Sir, I have been working as a counselor for the king for ten years. Although I have not received any official position and have no real power in my hands, I have cultivated some confidants.

This is the list and their contact information. If you and the princess really go to Liuyun Country, you must contact them in time."

After saying that, he took off the pendant from Pu Lan's right ear and handed it to Xiao Bi.

"This is my seal. As long as those people see it, they will definitely cooperate with you."

Xiao Bi and Huan Yu showed shallow smiles at the same time.

The great Wei Dynasty has Liuyun's meticulous work, and Liuyun also has the great Wei Dynasty's meticulous work.

Duke Huan has been guarding the border between the two countries for decades, and has laid many chess pieces in Liuyun Kingdom.

But compared to the familiarity and convenience of Liuyun Kingdom, Liang Ruoru is more useful.

Liang Ruoru stood up and gave a big salute: "I will never thank you for your kindness. When we meet again someday, I am willing to do my best for you two."

Huan Yu hurriedly held his arm: "Sir, your words are serious."

Xiao Bi handed the bundle aside to Pu Lan.

"Inside are a few pieces of thick, wear-resistant clothing, some commonly used medicines, and some scattered silver coins. It's a long way here, so please take care of yourself."

Half an hour came quickly, and Liang Ruoru and Pu Lan said goodbye to the two of them.

Xiao Bi and Huan Yu were sitting on their horses, looking at the prison train team going away.

Huan Yu chuckled and said, "Xiaojiu, do you still remember what we were doing a few months ago?"

Xiao Bi looked away and looked at him: "Of course I remember, try every means to hunt down Liang Ruoru!"

The smile on Huan Yu's face became even brighter.

Things are really unpredictable.

At that time, how could they have imagined that one day they would become close friends with Liang Ruoru, and would even be willing to take risks to rescue his daughter.

At that time, he would never have thought that he would be attracted to the domineering and flamboyant Xiao Jiuye, and that he would settle down on the marriage so quickly.

Xiao Bi rolled her eyes at him: "You smile like a flower. I really don't know what you are happy about all day long!"

Huan Yu touched his nose and suddenly felt a little depressed again.

Xiaojiu actually doesn’t know why she is happy?

It really is a long road ahead...

Just as he was sighing, Xiao Bi had already turned his horse's head and urged: "Let's go, let's go. The fifth brother said in his letter that they will be able to return to the capital before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Maybe it will be here by this time."

Huan Yu smiled helplessly and turned the horse's head.

The two of them flew towards the capital together.

The reason why Xiao Bi is thinking about returning home is not because of Xiao Xuan, but because of her grandfather.

Mr. Xiao has been away from Beijing for more than ten years. This time he decided to return home because of his granddaughter's marriage. The whole family was very excited.

Originally, according to Xiao Xuan's plan, they could leave as soon as they got the news and arrive in the capital in early August at the latest, giving them plenty of time to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But Duke Xiao obviously didn't think so. His purpose of returning to Beijing was for Xiao Bi.

One is her marriage, and the other is her haircut ceremony.

Her birthday is August 18th, and the Huan family will not leave for the capital to propose marriage until after the Mid-Autumn Festival, at least in early September.

There is absolutely no need to rush either thing.

As for the Mid-Autumn Festival, a festival for family reunion, he didn't want to be used as an excuse for the eldest son and the Xin family to return home.

It's not that he is cruel, it's that the eldest son is really a jerk.

Now that he has moved away, he will never have to come back again, so as not to affect the mood of the whole family and ruin their good life again.

So when Xiao Bi and Huan Yu returned to the house after lunch, they did not see their grandfather.

It was inconvenient for Huan Yu to stay overnight at the Duke's Mansion, so he left after dinner.

Although there is still one day until the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight is already very bright.

After returning to the Duke's Mansion in the clear light, Huan Yu felt that his whole body felt much more relaxed, and the little depression he had felt before was completely gone.

After chatting with Huan Ji for a few words, he returned to his room.

"Sir, you are finally back." Two young men gathered around with smiles.

Huan Yu sat down on the chair: "What are you two so happy about?"

"Sir, Brother Aliang is here!" Fengshou replied happily.

"I've brought your frost as well." Sang Pu also rushed to say.

Huan Yu glanced around and saw that his sword was placed on the knife holder in front of the window.

He stood up and walked to the knife rest and picked up Hanshuang.

There was a loud sound as the sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of Sang Pu and Fengshou.

"Master..." The two people gathered around again.

Huan Yu picked up the silk handkerchief and used the bright moonlight to carefully wipe the sword, which was already discernible.

It has been five years since Hanshuang got it in his hands, and except for the day when he tried the knife, he has never been willing to use it.

His greatest wish was to find Bing Po and restore the Huan family's swordsmanship to its former glory.

Even when he couldn't find anything, he could only settle for the next best thing, planning to find the best craftsman and re-create a sword that was not inferior to Bing Po according to the drawings.

Unexpectedly, he found the whereabouts of Bingpo.

He didn't even expect that he and the owner of Bing Po would be so destined.

In four days, Bingpo and Hanshuang will be able to meet again, and I believe they will be able to shine in Xiaojiu's hands.

"Sir, why did you let Brother Aliang bring Hanshuang to Beijing?" Fengshou asked boldly.

Sang Pu glared at him: "You still need to ask? You don't even want to think about whose hands the ice soul is?"

Fengshou scratched his head: "But... if I give Hanshuang to the princess, won't I have any weapons at my disposal in the future?"

Huan Yu glanced at him and jumped out of the window.

The moonlight is like water, the prince is like jade, and the sword is brilliant.

Huan Yu had never felt that his swordsmanship was so smooth and freehand, and he seemed to have reached the state of harmony between man and sword as his grandfather said.

Sang Pu and Fengshou only saw a blur of light and shadow before their eyes, and were stunned.

It wasn't until a burst of cheers sounded that the two of them woke up.

Huan Yu was seen to have stopped, but Huan Ji's cheers still continued.

"Brother, your sword skills have improved again! If you compete with Xiaojiu again, you will definitely beat her!"

Before Huan Yu could speak, he added: "No, no, it doesn't make much sense to win the competition with weapons, unless Xiao Jiu can also find a treasured sword.

It’s a pity that Bingpo’s whereabouts have never been found, otherwise... By the way, brother, when did you bring Hanshuang to the capital, why don’t I know anything?”
Chapter completed!