Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Yang Ruoqing's actions seemed very strange in the eyes of the guards and other soldiers guarding nearby.

But no one dared to question it.

The aunties in the alley not far away who were stopped from getting closer but had good eyesight were also following Yang Ruoqing with their eyes.

Some people even started discussing Yang Ruoqing's background, identity, and what she was doing in this ruin...

Various versions were born on the spot. Some even said that Yang Ruoqing was a fairy invited by the court to suppress the evil spirits in this deserted house...

Some people even say that Yang Ruoqing's surname is He and she is known as He Xiangu, but she is not the He Xiangu among the Eight Immortals. It is said that she is the descendant of He Xiangu among the Eight Immortals and also has supernatural powers.

The person who was speaking even said that in the past, a relative of his had a ghost in his house, and he asked fortune tellers from all over the place to look for answers, but none of them could help.

In the end, the matter was settled only after the descendants of He Xiangu, who was standing in the ruins, came forward.

The auntie who had grabbed Yang Ruoqing's arm and told her not to go any further slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "No wonder, I grabbed her and told her not to go in, and she couldn't go in, but she said she could, so that's what happened!"

Then the lady recalled to the people around her the feeling when she grabbed Yang Ruoqing's arm: "Her body was a little cold, not like the temperature of a human. I heard that those who have supernatural powers have chilly bodies, right?"

"Yes Yes."

"I also smelled a strange fragrance on her..."

"What kind of smell is that? Tell me."

"Let me think about it, hmm... it's the smell of incense, the smell that only people who serve the gods have..."

"She is a fairy lady, so it's not surprising that she has the smell of incense..."

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Yang Ruoqing had no idea that in the eyes and mouths of those people outside, she had transformed herself into the descendant of He Xiangu and the servant of the gods.

It can be seen that these common people really are... They created a human deity with just a few words, so awesome!

At this moment, after a series of attempts, Yang Ruoqing finally selected a local official under her feet.

She said to the guard, "Here, make room here!"

"Yes!"

Because there was a huge rock pressing down on this spot, the guard called another guard over, and the two of them worked together to lift the big rock...

Yang Ruoqing stepped aside and continued to observe, waiting patiently.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from the alley behind.

Then the guards saluted: "I greet you, General!"

"Reporting to the General..."

Yang Ruoqing's heart was moved. She turned her head and looked behind her, and saw several generals surrounding a tall and stern man to the entrance. The soldiers on guard were bowing and reporting something to the man.

The man had his hands behind his back, a black cloak trimmed with fox fur draped over his shoulders. He listened to the soldier in front of him reporting something, but his eyes were cast towards the ruins in front of him, brushing through the ruins as if looking for something.

When his eyes fell on the squatting woman, a hint of tenderness flashed across his stern face, and then his gaze was fixed on her.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing also saw Luo Fengtang clearly. She waved at him, indicating that she was over there.

Seeing that he was listening to the soldiers' report, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and stared at the two guards vacating the position she had designated...

When the place was almost empty, Luo Fengtang also came behind Yang Ruoqing. "Qing'er, why are you here so early in the morning? Don't you want to take a rest?"

"I always feel that things are not that simple, so I came over to take a look and wanted to verify my guess, otherwise I would not be able to rest in peace."

"Then what's your guess?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head. "I can't really explain it myself, but I just have a strong feeling."

"Old bald donkey Wangchen, the purpose of buying this deserted house is definitely not just to play tricks, there must be other uses!"

"The old monk has more emotions than anyone else. He has done so many things. It is impossible that he did it just to play tricks here. There must be other purposes!"

Luo Fengtang also fell into deep thought.

But before that, Luo Fengtang untied the cloak on his shoulders and put it on Yang Ruoqing.

"I'm not cold at all..." Yang Ruoqing wanted to say this, but she swallowed the words back when they reached her lips.

Put it another way: "Tang, you are so kind to me. Although I am not that cold, your cloak has made me feel hot from heart to body!"

Luo Fengtang was slightly startled, then he smiled with satisfaction, and in this smile, there was also a sense of accomplishment.

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Yang Ruoqing was also very happy. Luo Fengtang offered to put a cloak on her. If she refused, then his behavior would be meaningless.

So she has to say some touching words to maximize the emotional value brought about by his behavior, so that you are good, I am good, everyone is good, and everyone is happy!

Luo Fengtang helped her tie her cloak and squeezed her hands. "Your hands are cold, and you still say you're not cold?"

"Hehe, it's really warm now. With a good husband, I can't even feel cold!"

"You're so funny!" Luo Fengtang gently kneaded Yang Ruoqing's hands a few times to help warm them up.

While the two of them were doing these little moves, the people watching in the alley not far away still did not disperse.

"Oh, what's going on? That great general and He Xiangu...what do they mean?"

"Why do they look like a couple? Can a fairy get married?"

At this time, a guard came over and scolded them after hearing these words: "Stop talking nonsense, those are General Luo and Madam Luo!"

When this guard was guarding this entrance, he had already heard all kinds of speculations from the people about Yang Ruoqing's identity.

Although it was outrageous, he did not speak out to correct it, because there was no need to clarify too much with a group of noisy people, as that would undoubtedly expose the identity of the general's wife.

But now, things are different.

The general came here on his own and doted on his wife in public, so when the guards heard the people's random speculations again, they had to stand up to stop them and clarify them.

Everyone suddenly understood.

"So they are a couple? Then who was the one who said he had seen He Xiangu before? That's nonsense!"

"That's right, she is obviously the general's wife, a noble lady!"

"Hey, this great general looks so cold and lonely, but he is really good to his wife. Look, he puts all his clothes on his wife, worried that she will get cold..."

"No wonder he became a great general. There is an old saying that a man who loves his wife will have good luck..."

"..." (End of this chapter)