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When Lang Xing returned to Yingtianchang Palace, the disciples in the palace were training in the back mountain in the morning, and only a few disciples were cleaning the palace courtyard.

He glanced at these disciples, skipped the usual greetings, and hurried to Lang Chan's study.Not long after, I arrived in front of Lang Chan's study, and saw two doors open and closed, not locked as usual, Lang Xing stepped into the door without thinking, and bumped head-on with Lang Chan who was coming out .

"Why are you so flustered?" Lang Chan took a step back, avoiding Lang Xing's impact.

Lang Xing froze and lowered his head slightly, avoiding Lang Chan's gaze.

Lang Chan said, "Lang Xing?"

Lang Xing trembled all over, "Palace, Palace Master."

"What are you doing with your head down?" Lang Chan flicked his sleeves, turned his back and sat back on his seat, and said: "You returned to the palace today, but you settled all the matters in Qicheng?"

Lang Xing raised his head suddenly, clenched his fist secretly, and said: "I only saw the murderer, but I couldn't catch him, so it's not a solution."

Lang Chan nodded, his eyes looked back and forth at Lang Xing, as if he was thinking about something.Lang Xing was stared at by him like this, his heart was beating like a drum, but his whole body was like a stiff stone statue, unable to move even a bit.It took a long time before Lang Chan withdrew his implied scrutiny from him.

"I see that your breath is not steady in your words. I think you were injured in the Qicheng incident." Lang Chan said softly, "Since you are back, you should take good care of your wounds in the palace. I will send other disciples to deal with the Qicheng incident." Go. Then you will tell them what you have heard and seen in the city."

Hearing this, Lang Xing couldn't help clenching his fist a little harder. He nodded with a stiff neck, "...disciple understands."

Lang Chan bent his knuckles and tapped lightly on one side of the table, "You came back at a very timely time, and in a few days it will be the time for the Longing Moon Banquet in the palace. , the whole palace will be busy at that time."

Lang Xing took a step forward, "Why is there a Longing Moon Banquet held in the palace this year?"

Ying Tianchang Palace has not held Longing Moon Banquet for many years, the last time it was held was when he was a child, now in retrospect there are only some scattered fragments.

Lang Chan said: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and when I encounter something pleasing to my heart, I think about it." After he finished speaking, he got up from his seat and walked straight to Long Xing, "How is your body? If you can still Hang on, I'll take you to meet someone."

Lang Xing raised his head, "Who are you seeing? Auntie?"

"No." Lang Chan smiled and said, "A person you have wanted to see for a long time."

Lang Xing immediately became vigilant, and he couldn't control his figure and hid back, "...I don't know the disciple, please ask the palace master to clarify."

"Come and meet with me, and you will know."

Lang Chan walked in front, Lang Xing paused for a moment, but still followed.When Fang walked to the door, Lang Chan suddenly stopped and said, "You forgot to take your sword today."

Lang Xing's face turned pale, and the sword behind his back pressed hard on his back like a stiff stone, making him a little out of breath.

There is an unwritten rule in Yingtianchang Palace that no one is allowed to carry weapons when entering the palace lord's private courtyard.

Lang Xing's respect for Lang Chan was obvious to everyone in Ying Tianchang Palace. If he said that he would make such a small mistake in front of Lang Chan, the disciples in the palace would not believe it anyway.But this time, he really did commit a crime.

Langchan didn't say any more, and walked out across the threshold.Lang Xing followed with a tense face.

There was still more than an hour before noon, Wen Xia slept late last night, and after feeling dazedly on the bed and drinking a few glasses of water, she lay down on the bed again at this moment, closing her eyes and resting her mind.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by a soft call, "Ah Yang."

Wen Xia turned over with her brows tightly furrowed, her back turned to the door, "Get lost."

After a few breaths of silence outside the door, the door creaked and was opened from the outside.Wen Xia'er suddenly became angry, sat up quickly, picked up the silk pillow on the couch and threw it towards the door, "Get lost!"

Lang Xing was caught off guard, his face was hit by the silk pillow.He took off the silk pillow with one hand, looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, "Si, Senior Sijun?"

Wen Xia was also taken aback, "Lang Xing?"

Lang Chan came out from behind Lang Xing, pondering: "Senior Sijun? When did you choose such a name for yourself?"

Wen Xia came back to her senses, "It has nothing to do with you."

Lang Xing walked up to him quickly, his expression hard to hide his anxiety, "Senior Sijun, you, why are you here..."

Wen Xia didn't answer immediately, Ruan Shi said that he told Jun Lingshen everything about Lang Chan, so Jun Lingshen must be able to realize that Lang Chan took him and Ruan Shi away.And in the few days when he was brought by Lang Chan to respond to Tianchang Palace, Lang Xing did not appear in Yingtianchang Palace immediately, so he can probably conclude that when he and Ruan Shi disappeared, Lang Xing should be with Jun Ling. Shen Tong is in the same place in Qicheng.

In this way, three situations arise.

The first is that Jun Lingshen told a group of people in Qicheng about Lang Chan, and Lang Xing was successfully persuaded to join their camp. If this is the case, Lang Xing returned to Yingtianchang Palace at this moment, I am afraid that he did it deliberately with ulterior motives; The second is that after Lang Xing knew what Lang Chan was doing, he still chose Yingtianchang Palace. Coming back at this moment is nothing more than exposing Jun Lingshen and his party in front of Lang Chan, so that Lang Chan can prepare a countermeasure; The last one is that Jun Lingshen did not tell Lang Xing about this matter, and Lang Xing's return to Yingtianchang Palace was just the end of the affairs in Qicheng, and he returned to the palace to report to Lang Chan.

However, according to Wen Xia'er's understanding of Jun Lingshen, the possibility of the first situation and the third situation is relatively high for Lang Xing to return to Yingtianchang Palace.If Lang Xing had ulterior motives, Jun Lingshen would never let the tiger go back to the mountain, and just let Lang Xing return to Yingtianchang Palace.

Wen Xia thought for a while, and finally raised her chin in the direction of Lang Chan, and said sarcastically, "Why am I here? You can ask this Palace Master Lang and see what he says."

When Lang Xing heard the words, his complexion turned blue and white, and he didn't ask Lang Chan as he said.Wen Xia looked at his expression calmly, but didn't make a sound, just waiting quietly.

Lang Chan glanced back and forth between Wen Xia'er and Lang Xing for a week, then changed the topic: "Since you two know each other well, I don't need to waste my words."

Lang Xing pursed his lips tightly, and after a moment of silence, he opened his lips and said, "Is the person the Palace Master wants me to meet Senior Sijun?"

"That's right, but you have misunderstood him." Lang Chan went to sit on the couch next to Wen Xia'er, and said with a smile, "He's not a senior Sijun, but the elder brother you've been looking for for many years."

Lang Xing was startled, looking at Wen Xia's unchanging young face, a little unbelievable, "But, I, he..." He pointed to Wen Xia's face, and his words were a little messy: "But he, he It looks younger than me, a little younger...it can't be that brother..."

Wen Xia raised her brows and pointed out, "What is Palace Master Lang paying attention to?"

Lang Chan calmly said: "Ah Yang thought about it." After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to Lang Xing again and explained: "He is my friend for many years. He was the one who brought you back and entrusted you to me. I will never lie to you."

Lang Xing still had some doubts. Although he had suspected that Senior Sijun was the elder brother who saved him back then when he was in Qicheng, he vaguely remembered that the older brother was already a teenager when he saved him. Over the past 20 years Liao definitely won't be exactly the same as before, and even looks younger than him.

Lang Chan seemed to see what Lang Xing was thinking, and after glancing sideways at Wen Xia'er's face, he said, "He has been good at keeping his face these years, so he looks much younger than before."

Wen Xia put her arms around her shoulders and leaned against the edge of the couch behind her, Wen Yan sneered in her heart.

Lang Xing stared at Wen Xiaer intently, and asked, "Are you really that brother?"

Wen Xia's expression changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he unconsciously smiled a little, and said, "All the money from setting up a stall downstairs in Chongtian Building and doing fortune-telling went into your purse. Didn't get it."

The corners of Lang Xing's eyes turned red, "...then I asked you when I was in Qicheng, why didn't you admit it?"

Wen Xia rubbed her chin, said with a smile, "I'm afraid you might cry with joy, like you are doing now."

Hearing this, Lang Xing hurriedly wiped his eyes, but still did not forget to retort: ​​"I didn't cry! No!"

Wen Xia murmured, noncommittal.

"You are injured, you should go back to rest earlier." Lang Chan issued an order to evict the guest, "The days ahead will be long, and we will have many more days together in the future."

Lang Xing put down the hand that wiped his eyes, he hesitated to speak, and finally frowned and nodded, and retreated, "The disciple will leave."

As soon as Lang Xing left, the smile on Wen Xia'er's face faded, "You don't have to wait a few days, I'll give you an answer today."

Lang Chan flicked his sleeves, revealing the sandalwood Buddhist beads hidden under the sleeve robe, "Listen carefully."

Wen Xiaer said coldly: "Your camp cannot welcome me, this demon, Wen Xiaer!"

His words were resounding, and Lang Chan's face was calm, as if the answer had already been expected by him. After a while, he asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Wen Xia said, "I never talk nonsense."

Bursts of sandalwood seem to be looming in the house, and the autumn wind is blowing outside the house, and the reddish leaves tremble on the branches. ,

With a smile in his eyes, Lang Chan said, "Ah Yang, don't regret it."

Wen Xia closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, most of the coldness in her eyes had faded, "You stop now, there is still a way out."

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