Pour the glass

A moment later, Ziyuan had quietly arrived near the entrance of the National Temple. As expected, several batches of medical officers and drug officials who came to the National Temple for treatment gathered there, waiting for the guards to check in order.

Ziyuan hid in the knee-high grass, carefully looked at the medicine carts, and carefully looked at the medical officers and pharmaceutical officials who were hurrying to and fro, but they didn't see anyone who looked like Su Zhexue and A Ling.

"Huh? Could it be that Miss Ah Ling and her sister didn't act?"

While Ziyuan was wondering, she suddenly noticed a chill coming from behind her, and she turned her head vigilantly—a snow-white and icy hand tightly grasped her skirt, and Ziyuan met a pair of cold eyebrows in a panic. .

"Ah...Miss Ah Ling, are you going to scare me to death?"

Seeing that Aling looked at Ziyuan with a cold face, but did not answer Ziyuan's words, the strength of her fingers holding Ziyuan's skirt eased slightly, and moved gently on her chest for a moment, almost riding on Ziyuan alone. On Yuan's waist, Xu Xu asked, "Where did you get hurt?"

Only then did Ziyuan realize that Ah Ling was inspecting her wounds, but after thinking about it, she obviously had no wounds, and the blood stains on her body were just left by the snake—why, within one day, two people were killed one after another? The big girl hits her chest!

Ziyuan's face flushed instantly, she turned over and hid to the side, coughed twice and said, "It's okay, cough cough."

Ah Ling sat next to Ziyuan, and seemed to secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but her face was still frosty, "If you don't die, come with me."

Ziyuan hesitated, "Where are you going? Where is my sister? You probably didn't sneak in and take people away, did you?"

A-Ling smiled coldly, "It's just a small national temple, this defense is not hard to stop me. The person has been captured long ago, and now Zhexue is watching..." A-Ling turned her head and glanced at Ziyuan again, "Stinky Girl, you promised to help me find the Longevity Cup, if you go to see King Hades halfway, I will be the first to look down on you!"

"So...so fast?" Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, unable to believe what she heard.

A-Ling raised her eyebrows, a little complacent in her cold smile, "As long as I want to do it, there is nothing I can't do."

The afterglow of the setting sun poured down from the gaps in the trees, reflecting on A Ling's side face, showing the faint warmth in A Ling's smile, and also made Ziyuan feel a little admiration in her heart for no reason.

My sister's master is really amazing!

Seeing that Ziyuan stayed where she was, Ah Ling's cold eyes met Ziyuan's blank brows, she couldn't help feeling warm inexplicably in her heart, she felt her cheeks burning hot, and hurriedly avoided Ziyuan's eyes, He said coldly: "If you look at me so rudely again, be careful that I put two worms in your eyes, so that you will never see!"

"Don't! Don't! I'm wrong, can't it be okay?" Ziyuan quickly grabbed A Ling's sleeve and tugged lightly, "I just think you look really good when you smile, that's why..."

"Are you going?" A Ling felt her heart beating faster and faster, fearing that Zi Yuan would notice, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Zi Yuan's ear, "If you are disrespectful to me again, you will feel better!"

Ziyuan repeatedly begged for mercy, A Ling let go of Ziyuan's ear coldly, and the moment her finger left Ziyuan's earlobe, she glanced hurriedly at Ziyuan's red earlobe, and saw that it was only red, so she recited "Come with me, I need you to go back to the guard camp early."

Ziyuan nodded, not daring to say much, followed A Ling quietly left the entrance of the National Temple, walked along the path that seemed to exist in the mountains, and walked to the depths of the deep forest.

The sky gradually darkened, and occasionally a bird flew by in the deep forest, uttering an abrupt cry, and then disappeared between the dense leaf gaps.

"Gu..."

Ziyuan quickly covered her stomach, and said with a chuckle: "Don't blame, don't blame, I haven't eaten all day and night."

A Ling turned around with a cold face, took out a package of things from her arms, and handed it to Ziyuan, "When I met you just now, I forgot this for a while, Zhexue asked me to bring you something to eat."

"Miss Ah Ling, how can you forget? Food is the most important thing for the people here. I don't want to be a starving ghost!" After speaking, Ziyuan quickly took the things, opened them, and devoured the snacks inside.

"Forget it again..." Ah Ling had only spoken halfway, then stopped his voice suddenly, seeing Ziyuan's food scum sticking to his lips, he couldn't help laughing, "I believe what you said this time... "

Ziyuan snorted, sat down on the ground, and continued to devour, "What are you talking about?"

"..." Ah Ling remained silent, but silently passed the water bag on her waist to Zi Yuan, and turned her back, the words that Zi Yuan once said sounded in her heart——

At least in this nightmare, you're not alone, there's a... pig's head!

The heart is incomprehensible...

Ah Ling suddenly began to understand the meaning of the four words Su Zhexue. Even if everything was fake in the past three years, it was a kind of happiness to have this stinky girl in front of him as a company.

But happiness is the last emotion she should have!

Ah Ling came back to her senses in a jerk, the smile on her face disappeared, and she looked around vigilantly, as if she was guarding against something?

Ziyuan drank a couple of sips of water, and asked suspiciously, "Miss Ah Ling, what are you looking at?"

"After eating, continue on the road with me." A Ling dropped a sentence coldly, as if she didn't intend to say any more, she kept her back to Zi Yuan.

Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, and another question arose in her heart, "Miss Ah Ling, who are you arresting this time?"

A Ling said slowly: "Emperor Yunhui's most beloved daughter, who should you know?"

Ziyuan smiled wryly, "Don't tell me, you are arresting the Fourth Princess of Dayun—Princess Jingrou, Ye Yingxi?"

Ah Ling just smiled lightly, as if tacitly acquiescing, "Can you continue walking?"

Ziyuan smiled wryly again, it was unlucky to have the head of this little devil.

Princess Jingrou Ye Yingxi is 17 years old this year, she is the fourth daughter of Emperor Yunhui, and her biological mother is Emperor Yunhui's favorite Concubine Shen.The imperial concubine's surname is Shen, and she is the younger sister of Zhen Guo's general Shen You.There is a concubine in the Shen family, and there are powerful ministers who hold powerful soldiers outside. Whether it is a true favor or a fake favor, Emperor Yunhui will definitely spoil this princess to the extreme.

So when mentioning Princess Jingrou Ye Yingxi, no matter whether it is inside or outside the palace, the word that comes to mind is savage and self-willed—from childhood to adulthood, even if she did something wrong, Emperor Yunhui would not scold her, On the contrary, it was all kinds of pampering, which made Princess Jingrou's domineering and rudeness today, but no one dared to control her.

"Actually...we can send her back quietly..." Ziyuan muttered.

"The plan was yours, and now it has become a plan, why do you want to change it?" A Ling turned her head suspiciously, and fixedly looked at Ziyuan, "You stayed in the National Temple for more than a night, did something happen inside?" After finishing speaking, her gaze fell on the blood stain on Ziyuan's front again.

Ziyuan didn't know where to start for a while, she just shook her head and said, "It's not a big deal, but even if I personally sent Princess Jingrou back, she would definitely think it should be taken for granted according to her personality, it's not a big deal. There's no benefit to be had."

"It means... let her go?" Ah Ling looked at Ziyuan fixedly, "Then all the preparations these days were in vain?"

"It's not in vain." Ziyuan nodded resolutely, stood up and patted her chest, "I believe I will be able to return to the guard camp in a few days, so letting her go is the best choice."

Ah Ling pondered for a moment, noncommittal.

Ziyuan looked at Ah Ling with a smile, blinked her left eye, "Trust me, I will never lie to you and sister."

"..."

"But I still want to put her back secretly. Let's go, let's find my sister first. There is no one living here, and it is dangerous for my sister to be alone in this deep forest."

A Ling remained silent, turned around, and silently led Ziyuan to the place where Su Zhexue had agreed to wait.

The fire was red, and the firewood crackled in the flames.

"Why are you injured?" Seeing Ziyuan's figure, Su Zhexue quickly raised her skirt and walked over, caressing Ziyuan's cheek nervously, "Tell me, where did you get hurt?"

"No...no, this blood is not my blood, sister, don't worry..." Ziyuan's heart warmed up, and she covered Su Zhexue's cold hands, "I just bit a snake to death."

"You bit a snake?" Su Zhexue was shocked, her eyes were full of light, and she didn't dare to leave Ziyuan, "What's going on?"

"It's a long story, I'd better go back and tell my sister in detail. The most urgent thing is to send Princess Jingrou back quietly." Ziyuan blinked and smiled, and looked behind Su Zhexue, only to see a big sack lying on the ground. On the ground, motionless.

"Send it back quietly?" Su Zhexue was even more surprised.

Ziyuan nodded, walked to the side of the sack, and poked the sack with her hand, but the person inside was motionless. She knew that she must have fainted, and she turned around and asked with a smile, "Did you drug her, or did you With a knife in hand?"

A Ling rubbed the side of her right hand, and Ziyuan nodded knowingly, "It seems she will sleep for a few hours before waking up, I will send her back first, and you all get drunk tonight, I will finish this Come back."

"Idiot!" Su Zhexue called Ziyuan suddenly, and she walked forward, looking at Ziyuan worriedly, "Let my sister go with you."

"I'm alone, I'll carry...cough..." Ziyuan carried the sack on her back, feeling very heavy, and murmured: "This younger sister is actually heavier than older sister..."

A Ling's sharp eyes glanced at Ziyuan, "What sister?"

Ziyuan smiled and said, "I'll explain to you and my sister when I get drunk tonight. I'm going first. Cough cough, it's so heavy, so heavy." Saying that, Ziyuan turned around and walked into the deep forest with the sack on her back. Throwing the sack at the gate of the national temple, Princess Jingrou can be regarded as sending An Ran back.

"Idiot..." Su Zhexue wanted to follow, but was stopped by A Ling, "Master?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the fire in the National Temple today must be related to this stinky girl. We just need to wait for her to come back and explain it carefully." A Ling's eyes were deep, watching Ziyuan gradually disappear into the night.