[75] Why do you need to bring a treasured sword to talk about love?

The pitch-black stones were ejected in the pitch-black night.

With the slight sound of the locust stone breaking through the wind, a guard fell to the ground.

"Come here! There are assassins! Protect the prince!"

Bai Jintang, who had already exposed his position, looked at the guards who had regained their composure after a moment of panic, and couldn't help but praise the King of Xiangyang for his skillful training of his men.

With a light step, he jumped onto the roof on the other side.

Bai Jintang's feet moved quickly, and his hands kept moving.He also no longer used locust rocks, which are easy to reveal his identity, but just picked up roof tiles, crushed them and shot them out.

Although the accuracy is not enough, there are always a few that can hinder the footsteps of the guards rushing over.

It was difficult to tell the direction in the dark night, and the guards chasing after him were also very skilled. Bai Jintang didn't have extra time to take a closer look, and after a few twirls and jumps, he came to a magnificent courtyard.

The chasing guards seemed to have been thrown away, and various voices rang out from far away.

Although the courtyard was brightly lit, there was no sound.

main courtyard?

I don't know if it's his good luck or bad luck, he obviously wanted to take advantage of the chaos and sneak out of the palace, but he came to the right place in a wrong way.

If you don't go, this trip will be in vain.

Bai Jintang raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to jump into the courtyard.

He held the knife in one hand and supported the wall with the other, but his jumping posture suddenly stopped.

With a push of his hand, Bai Jintang lifted his chin slightly and sat back on the wall.

His neck was a little tingling, sticky and greasy, it should be bleeding.

The chin that had been raised all the time was very tired, and he finally knew that it was not easy to pretend to be arrogant.

But now, he had to act like this again.

There was a sudden chill on his face, and the black cloth covering Bai Jintang's face was torn off.

"Young master, I don't know what is the purpose of coming to my palace?" The young man in the jade crown and brocade robe looked at Bai Jintang with a gentle smile on his face.But the sword in his hand was not gentle at all.

Instead, there was a slight chill, and Bai Jintang's neck felt cold.

Bai Jintang knew that if he said something wrong, the sword would immediately pierce his throat.

It's him who's grown up.

Unexpectedly, there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people.

I was so distracted that I was pushed to the front without realizing it.

"Why don't you talk?" The young man smiled more gently, and the sharp blade in his hand moved closer, "The King of Xiangyang has a very good reputation, and you are the first thief to break in at midnight."

King Xiangyang has a great reputation?Bai Jintang rolled his eyes and thought about it casually.

"I just heard that there is a picture of Zhuge's gossip formation in the Xiangyang Palace, and I want to borrow it..." Bai Jintang didn't wait for the other party to ask, and reported his family name, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

The young man pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "Jinhua Bai's family? But the Bai's family that does maritime trade?"

Bai Jintang answered yes.He pushed the sharp blade on his neck, and the young man retracted a little with his strength.

"What proof do you have?"

Under the gaze of the young man, Bai Jintang spread out his palm, revealing the stone lying quietly in his palm: "This is a hidden weapon inherited from my Bai family's ancestors, the black jade flying locust stone."

With a flick of his wrist, he ejected the locust rock.

The young man looked in the direction of the locust stone, and there was a ray of light on the wall made of blue bricks.The corners of his mouth that had been smiling softly froze: "Young Xia Bai, this house was only built at the beginning of the year."

Bai Jintang smirked, trying to get away with it.

The young man withdrew his sword and waved his hand at the empty air: "You all go away, let them stop making trouble."

"Yes, son." A very neat response came from nowhere, which surprised Bai Jintang.

He didn't realize the existence of these people at all.If Bai Jintang had resisted just now, there would probably be a bloody hole in his throat.

The martial arts of these people hiding in the dark are much higher than those of the guards bumping around like headless birds outside.

He wasn't even sure of leaving a whole body.

"Your Majesty?" Bai Jintang tried his best to hide his expression, and the starry night also helped him.

"The Prince of Xiangyang." Zhao Hang, the young man, the prince of Xiangyang, answered Bai Jintang with a smile, and then answered his question, "How do you know that there is a picture of Zhuge's gossip formation in the palace?"

Bai Jintang who was talking nonsense: "..."

Do you want to tell him that he guessed?

But... the prince of Xiangyang?

Lowering his gaze, Bai Jintang's heart skipped a beat.

He seems to have heard that the King of Xiangyang is old, so will this son in front of him be the "King of Xiangyang" in the future?

A moment later, Bai Jintang, who had entered the hall, stood in the guest room of the Shizi Main Courtyard, and was served by a maid to change out of his night clothes.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from a sneaking assassin to Mr. Pian Pianjia again.

Sitting on the main seat, the crown prince looked at Bai Jintang who had taken away his weapons and changed his clothes and walked in, his eyes were full of interest: "Xiao Wang thought that the world is full of reckless men, but I didn't expect there to be such a good-looking Bai Shaoxia."

Bai Jintang flipped up the hem of his clothes casually, and sat down with great determination.

"My son, I'm not a young girl from any family. It's not like you to praise someone." Bai Jintang carefully observed the son's expression, and felt that he had almost understood the other party's thinking.

It's just the word "curiosity hunting".

Moreover, his martial arts were not as good as his, and he was confiscated with hidden weapons, so his identity was even clearer.For Shizi, who is strong in martial arts and empty in spirit, he is probably a good playmate.

That being the case, I don't have to be humble, just let the son see the habits of the people in the Jianghu.

The prince took out a set of scrolls from his pocket and said with a smile, "This is the picture of Zhuge's gossip, young man Bai, let's take a look."

Bai Jintang, who was originally full of speculation: Is it really okay for you to be so gullible, son?

He raised his head, but what he met was Shizi's eyes that were full of smiles but could not see clearly.

Three days later, Bai Jintang swaggered out from the second gate of Xiangyang Prince's Mansion.

The one who sent him off with a smile behind him was none other than the second master of the palace, the eldest son Zhao Hang.

The son has extraordinary martial arts skills, is knowledgeable, and is very obsessed with organ formations, so he and Bai Jintang share similar interests.

In the past three days, the two of them drank, painted and competed in martial arts, which made the elder son who had never been in contact with martial arts very happy, even Bai Jintang also felt very happy.The entire palace knew that there was a young man living in the Shizi's courtyard, and he was a very valued friend of the Shizi.

Stepping out of Xiangyang Palace safely, Bai Jintang glanced back at Zhao Hang.

Zhao Hang was standing by the door, watching Bai Jintang off.Seeing him turn around, he smiled back.

Although Shizi is proud and conceited, he has a very good temper and looks gentle all day long.

Bai Jintang lowered his eyebrows, his face full of reluctance.

But his heart is contradictory and clear.If the son does not have rebellious intentions and does not build a skyscraper tower, then Bai Jintang will be happy to drink and chat with him and become lifelong friends.

If not...

For him, the most important thing is Bai Yutang.

Bai Jintang bowed to the prince, stepped onto the prepared BMW in the Xiangyang Palace, swung his whip, and rode away crookedly.

The bloodstains on his neck have not yet shed the scabs, but other than that, there is no trace on his body that he once broke into the Xiangyang palace at night.

Since the matter cannot be resolved temporarily, let's go home as soon as possible.

And the day agreed with Pang is approaching.

Yutang likes to eat sweets, and hopes to get back to Xingkong Island before the cakes sent by Shizi become unpalatable.

In late autumn, the hollow island is covered with fallen leaves.

Bai Yutang would run to the beach alone after finishing his homework every day, boxing, practicing swords, counting peach trees, doing everything he could do at the beach, and staying for a whole day.As long as a ship passed by, he would stop and take a closer look.

The eldest brother said that he would come back before the peach blossoms bloomed at the latest.

The earliest, maybe tomorrow?