Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan had just finished setting up his and Yuh Qingcheng's tents. He clapped his hands and walked towards Ning Zifeng.    

Ning Zifeng's expression was a little strange. He pulled Yang Xuan and walked out. Yang Xuan hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Qingcheng, wait for me for a while!"    

When they arrived at a place where the torch could not be seen, Ning Zifeng stopped.    

"Mr Yang, we went together before. How did brother treat you along the way?"    

"Very good. I had to trouble Mr Ning to take care of the carriage. It was all thanks to Mr Ning that we were in danger."    

"So we are brothers, right?"    

Ning Zifeng said with anticipation in his eyes. Yang Xuan couldn't help but laugh.    

"If Mr Ning has anything to say, just say it. If brother can help, brother will naturally help."    

"Alright. You said you want to go to Lo Capital. Can you bring this letter to me?"    

Ning Zifeng took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Yang Xuan. On it was written Liu Gu's mother, Qi.    

It was unknown which family's girl had aroused Ning Zifeng's interest. Yang Xuan smiled and put the letter away.    

"Mr Ning, which family's Miss Liu is this? I can go and look for her when the time comes."    

"Lo Capital, Red Lotus Workshop."    

"Red Lotus Workshop?"    

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment. He thought to himself, Why does this sound like the name of Spring House?    

Seeing the slight change in Yang Xuan's expression, Ning Zifeng immediately guessed what he was thinking. At that time, he slapped Yang Xuan's head. "What are you thinking? This is an organization of the Imperial Court! "    

"Why is the name of this organization of the Imperial Court?"    

"This was originally the Internal Affairs Office of the previous dynasty, but it was later changed to the Weaving Workshop. Miss Liu is the owner of the Red Lotus Workshop."    

Yang Xuan nodded his head and kept the envelope properly. He was still somewhat puzzled in his heart.    

"Didn't Mr Ning also need to pass through the Lo Capital? Why didn't I send it over myself?"    

"Ai, it's hard to explain in a single word... Mr Yang, do you remember what I told you before? Did you cause some small trouble?"    

It turned out that it was because of this Miss Liu. Countless stories of men and women who were infatuated with each other surfaced in Yang Xuan's mind. He silently sighed with emotion. Since ancient times, a hero would be furious for a beauty.    

Ning Zifeng still didn't know what Yang Xuan was thinking. After sighing, he turned around and left. Yang Xuan followed him back to his camp.    

The night passed without a word. It was just that he stayed in the room with Yuh Qingcheng at such a close distance. Feeling her weak breathing, Yang Xuan did not fall asleep the entire night.    

Zhou Fengmiao's speed was very fast. In just three days, he arrived at the dividing line near Lo Capital.    

"After crossing the mountain and walking for ten miles, we will arrive at Lo Capital." As Zhou Fengmiao spoke, he looked at Yang Xuan with a complicated expression.    

"Master, disciple will leave first. I will visit you in the Profound Gate Pass when I have time."    

"Go, brat. When the time comes, I will ask you to help me carry the stones at the border."    

After saying that, Zhou Fengmiao rode his horse and left with the eight thousand cavalry. Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng watched them leave before turning around and leaving.    

Fortunately, Yuh Qingcheng's size was relatively small, so the two of them riding on Little Black was just right. In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they flew out of Lo Capital.    

The moment they got down, Yuh Qingcheng was amazed by the tall city gates and the merchant caravans that came and went. She called herself that she had never seen so many merchant caravans in her life.    

"This is the economic hub of the entire north. The bustling scene is beyond your imagination. There are many fun things inside. Let's go in and take a look!"    

Yang Xuan said and walked in with Yuh Qingcheng. The city guards did not check Yang Xuan's identity. On the contrary, when they saw Yang Xuan, the soldiers moved far away, making Yang Xuan depressed.    

"What's wrong with these people? Silly, did you do something amazing in Lo Capital?"    

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then he recalled that if destroying the Zhou family was a big deal, it seemed like he had really done something incredible.    

Immediately, his face turned red. Yang Xuan pulled Yuh Qingcheng and hurried into the room.    

The two of them played in the city for a while before walking to the entrance of the Red Lotus Workshop.    

At this point, Yang Xuan finally understood that this was really not a place to seek trouble. Changing the plaque was no different from changing the yamen.    

"Let's go. Let's go in and help Mr Ning settle some matters first."    

Yuh Qingcheng took a bite of the candied gourd, nodded obediently, and followed Yang Xuan in.    

Using the wooden plate of the Piao Qi Lieutenant, she easily sent away the servant at the door. As soon as she entered, dozens of sewing machines appeared in front of Yang Xuan. In front of each of them sat Xiuniang, who was working hard.    

At the same time, a woman with a face covered with a veil, with a graceful figure, slowly walked out from between the two rows of sewing machines. With light steps, she walked in front of Yang Xuan step by step.    

"Sir, what business do you have in Red Lotus Workshop?"    

Yang Xuan was wearing casual clothes, but the woman still saw the waist tag in his hand.    

"I was asked by a friend to come and find Miss Liu, the owner of the shop."    

"I am Owner Lau Hongti."    

Lau Hongti, what a strange name.    

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment. Yuh Qingcheng, who was beside him, casually stepped on him and immediately made him scream.    

"Ah!"    

"What's wrong, General?"    

"It's fine. Something went wrong with my internal energy just now."    

Yang Xuan waved his hand and looked at Yuh Qingcheng with a grimace. Yuh Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him.    

This girl could still be jealous. Yang Xuan helplessly took out the envelope and handed it to Lau Hongti.    

"Huh? This handwriting is so familiar. Could it be that it was sent by Young Master Ning?"    

Lau Hongti was first surprised, then two big eyes surged with tears, shocking Yang Xuan.    

Could it be that this Ning Zifeng was still a heartless man, doing something that let down the girl?    

Lau Hongti immediately cried, "There was no news of Young Master Ning after his death. I didn't expect to see something familiar today. Young Master, wait for me in the spring!"    

She stuck the envelope to her chest and took out a sharp shuttle from a textile machine beside her. It looked like it was going to pierce her neck.    

"Miss, you can't!"    

Yang Xuan reacted quickly and shouted. He immediately stretched out his hand to pull Lau Hongti, but Yuh Qingcheng was faster than him. Although she was small, her hand was already in front of Lau Hongti.    

Her wrist moved lightly. Pa!    

Lau Hongti was only at the Second Stage, so she was still too far away from Yuh Qingcheng. With a light pat, the shuttle in her hand was sent flying.    

"Lord Jun, don't block me. I want to follow young master Ning!"    

"Where are you going? Ning Zifeng is alive and well! “    

"Hmm?"    

Lau Hongti was stunned for a moment. She looked at Yang Xuan in a daze, as if she did not believe him at all.    

"How is that possible? Young Master Ning was already dead back then. Isn't this his will?"    

"Will?"    

Yang Xuan did not care about that anymore. He directly grabbed the envelope and opened it to take a look. What entered his eyes was a big sorrowful word.    

What was this guy trying to do?