Seventy-seven meeting GL

Shortly after starting again, we arrived at the last hill.I heard a roar from a distance, turned around the bushes, and saw a white line falling from the sky amidst the smog, flying down three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling nine days.From a long distance, one could feel the mist in the air, hitting the cheeks.

The waterfall is between the two mountains, cutting off the road to Thang Long Mountain.Lang Muwei got down from the chariot, looked at the waterfall in a good mood, laughed and said: "When I was studying, whenever I was unhappy, I liked to go to the back mountain to see this waterfall. It has been gone for decades, but the water flow is still unabated. It's a pity that people are too old."

A group of family members and courtiers surrounded the emperor Lang Muwei, admiring the waterfall.

"Father is the son of the real dragon, and he will live forever." Prince Lang Heming echoed.

"Yes, long live God is in good health, which is my greatest blessing." Eunuch Cao also said.

It would be better not to say this, but it would arouse Lang Muwei's association.

"Hehe. I really want to be healthy, but I'm afraid I won't be able to. Some people hope that I will go back earlier, so that I can leave the throne to him." Lang Muwei snorted, and his ruthlessness was understated.It only made a group of princes and ministers behind me feel numb and didn't know what to do.

Lang Muwei looked left and right, and saw that not far from the opposite hill was Shenglong Palace.The splendid cornices stand on the top of the dense forest, and the orange-red palace walls are continuous, entrenched on the top of the mountain. The end is a magnificent royal style, worthy of the word "dragon".Looking at this mountain stream again, it's as deep as [-] meters, and there are dense forests underneath, but there is no way to pass, so I can't help but wonder.

"Where is Kang'er?" the emperor asked, "This road has come to an end, where do we go up the mountain?"

Supported by his servants, Lang Kangzhe came forward.He lost a lot of blood and still looked a bit weak, he smiled and said, "Father, don't worry, just follow my direction, all the carriages can stop here."

As Langkangzhe walked 200 meters north along the forest path and circled to the side of the mountain, his vision suddenly widened.

I saw the cable bridge suspended in the air, about [-] meters long, connected by iron locks, and suspended between two mountains. When the mountain wind blows, the cable bridge swings back and forth, making a noise, like a long dragon hanging in the air, twisting, which is quite spectacular.In the middle is a wooden plank, about one meter wide, which can accommodate one person walking alone.After crossing the cable bridge, you will enter the range of the Thang Long Mountain Palace.

The aristocrats and officials had seen all kinds of big scenes, but they didn't expect such a magnificent iron chain bridge and plank road hidden in the mountain, so they couldn't help admiring and gave a thumbs up.The timid female relatives were scared and hid behind the team, but the princes were eager to try, and couldn't wait to walk across the bridge to feel the excitement.

The cable bridge is located on the most beautiful Thang Long Spring in Thang Long Mountain. Not only can you see a corner of the waterfall, listen to the sound of rocks hitting the water, and feel the fresh vegetation in the mountains. rainbow.

Seeing this scene, Lang Muwei was overjoyed. He knew that Lang Kangzhe must have worked so hard for this. Such a magnificent cable bridge, not to mention Tianlang, might be the only one in the world.How can a father be unhappy when his son treats him so filially?Seeing that the third son was seriously injured and led the way all the time, he felt pity for him.

"My son is suffering," Lang Muwei said with a happy expression, he changed his gloom and looked extraordinarily comfortable. "Kang'er worked so hard to manage the Shenglong Palace for my father. My father didn't reward you. I really feel guilty. This trip, you were seriously injured in order to protect me. My father promised you that when you arrive at the palace, you will immediately investigate this matter thoroughly. case, this matter will definitely come to light! Someone must pay the price!"

Lang Kangzhe was also shocked when he heard the words, but he didn't show it on his face.After coughing a lot, he struggled to breathe. "Everything I do is to celebrate my father's birthday, so it's nothing to worry about. The matter of the assassin is related to my father's safety, and it needs to be discussed in the long run."

"Kang'er doesn't need to say more," Lang Muwei stroked his shoulder, his expression moved, "I have my own conclusion in my heart, you should take good care of your injuries."

After all, under the respectful escort of the attendants, he walked slowly across the cable bridge first, followed by the crown prince, followed by dignitaries and ministers, and at the other end, there was already a palace deacon preparing a soft sedan chair to welcome him.

Lang Kangzhe was unable to move, so he waited until the last to cross the bridge.Lang Yinshi and Mo Ziyou naturally accompanied him.After seeing off the emperor, Lang Kangzhe lowered his head with a smile on his lips. "This time, you must do what I want, otherwise, this injury will be in vain."

Lang Yinshi walked to the edge of the cable bridge, looked at the cable bridge, and then looked down the mountain. Sure enough, the terrain was steep and the structure of the cable bridge was ingenious.I heard that Langkangzhe spent a lot of time and effort on building a practice palace, using the best craftsmen in the country. Dozens of craftsmen accidentally fell to their deaths on this cable bridge alone, not to mention the palace.The construction was completed in half a year in a hurry. Only Lang Kangzhe could come up with such a big deal. That's why Lang Yinshi felt that Lang Kangzhe was indeed more suitable to be emperor than many people.

This time, the status of the third brother in the heart of the father will definitely be greatly improved.

Lang Yinshi turned his head, just in time to collide with Mo Ziyou who came forward to visit out of curiosity.

"Ah..." Both of them were startled, and Mo Ziyou let out a soft cry.

"I'm sorry." Lang Yinshi bowed his head in embarrassment.

Mo Ziyou stood in front of the cable bridge, and quickly regained her composure. She shifted her position to allow people to pass. "It's okay, it's because I was careless and didn't inform you beforehand. Please, His Highness King Ye first?"

"No, no, naturally the princess invites first."

"Then I won't be polite," Mo Ziyou said with a faint smile, and stepped onto the suspension bridge.Lang Yinshi followed closely behind.Qingwu and Qinglan were supported by two maids, and followed nervously.

Huh?Looking at their backs, Lang Kangzhe felt a sense of uncertainty in his heart.Why is it that the feeling of these two being together is a bit subtle?

Thinking about the doubts in his heart, Lang Kangzhe said, "Qi Xu, help me cross the bridge."

"The Seventh Princess can slow down, the mountain is foggy and the bridge deck is still a little slippery." Lang Yinshi followed behind Mo Ziyou, reminding.Being at a height of [-] meters, if you step on the air, you are in danger of falling.The mountain wind picked up again, and the cable bridge creaked and shook, not to mention Mo Ziyou, even Lang Yinshi was a little uneasy.

The screams of Qingwu and others came from behind.

Mo Ziyou kept walking. It was the first time she crossed such a high suspension bridge, she was somewhat frightened.What's more, walking to the center, the suspension bridge is under the force of the mountain wind, swinging its heavy body, making people dare not let go of the chain.But what a proud person Mo Ziyou is, the word 'lu timid' does not exist in her dictionary.

"Bengong is very well. Your Highness Ye Wang doesn't need to worry. If you are afraid, just follow behind Bengong." The skirt of the gauze skirt was wet by the mist, and it dragged behind her heels, which made her feel a little entangled.Even so, Mo Ziyou still kept his mouth shut and tried his best to keep calm and walk forward. Maintaining dignity in front of others is the basic quality of a princess.

Now, Lang Yinshi even admired her.Although this girl shows a cute and cute side from time to time, she is a princess after all, and she just has a sense of grandeur that the mountain collapses in front of her without changing her color.Just as she was thinking, she saw that Mo Ziyou's skirt was hanging down on the bridge due to the moisture. Before she could remind her, she stepped on the skirt...

...? !

"Ah——" Mo Ziyou accidentally slipped and fell backwards, causing the iron chain to tremble.

Lang Yinshi hurriedly picked her up, Mo Ziyou grabbed Lang Yinshi's arm tightly, leaned into his arms, and used his strength to stabilize his figure.But this impact brought the wave-like ups and downs of the entire cable bridge, bouncing back, bouncing back again, and when bouncing back, the force was stronger, with a feeling of shooting people out. He tightened the chain, and grabbed Mo Ziyou's waist with his right hand.

"Pounding..." The two leaned against each other, only to hear the heartbeats of both sides beating extremely violently, and gradually calmed down.Breathing in the ears, the lingering sweetness at the tip of the nose, she blushed for a moment.

"Are you okay?" Mo Ziyou's soft figure in his arms made him reluctant to let go, Lang Yinshi asked softly, there was a strange tenderness and intimacy in his words, he couldn't help being stunned.

"..." Mo Ziyou's ears turned red. The usual steady princess demeanor will easily collapse when she meets Lang Yinshi. It seems that every time she meets this guy, she becomes less like herself.Mozi was so ashamed that his cheeks burned and he wanted to escape, but he really missed the warm body temperature behind him.

The emotions of struggle spread in the hearts of the two of them.

Qingwu's terrified scream came from behind, and the two were startled, and then awkwardly let go of the hands that bound each other.

It turned out to be Qinglan. Seeing that Qingwu was walking too slowly and fell a lot, she pushed her. Qingwu was afraid of heights, and she was scared out of her wits. Soft, sat on the suspension bridge.

Seeing that Qing Wu was probably paralyzed halfway, Qing Lan couldn't help but shouted at Mo Ziyou. "Master, you go first, we will follow in a while."

"Hey, Qingwu, get up quickly, just hurry over. Wouldn't it be more frightening to sit on the bridge? You are stuck in the middle of the road, how will His Royal Highness King Xuan pass?"

Qing Lan is still talking about it.Lang Yinshi breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Lang Kangzhe couldn't see his interaction with Mo Ziyou just now, he felt even more at ease.For some reason, when he saw Mo Ziyou in front of Lang Kangzhe, he always felt restrained.Turning around, facing Mo Ziyou's gaze, the deep and clear eyes of the two met, and there seemed to be waves rippling for a moment, and they couldn't help but blush and heartbeat.So each of them staggered their eyes and continued to move forward.

It was evening when we arrived at Shenglong Palace, and the sky was so dark that we could hardly see them.Before everyone had time to appreciate the unique beauty of Shenglong Palace, they took the keys to their respective residences, sent servants to pack their luggage, and went back to rest.

Before going to sleep, Mo Ziyou suddenly remembered, and told Qingwu, "King Xuan is not recovering, go to the kitchen tomorrow, find someone to make a light tonic soup, send it to his residence, and say that I made it myself, Let him take care of himself."

"clear."

On the second day, Lang Yinshi took a walk in Shenglong Palace to get familiar with the new environment.Shenglong Palace is an all-inclusive place. It not only has the magnificence of the imperial city, carved railings and jade, but also has the unique scenery that can only be seen in the Xinggong Bieyuan. Only five hot spring pools have been built, including a huge one for Lang Muwei. , a soup pool inlaid with pure gold carved dragons and inlaid with precious stones. Outside the pool is a hair drying booth for the use of empresses and concubines, which shows the effort spent in construction.

After visiting Shenglong Palace, Lang Yinshi planned to visit Lang Kangzhe and ask him how he was doing.

Lang Kangzhe's residence is quite simple, it seems to be a small farmyard, with walls made of earthen bricks and a gate with a thatched roof, which has the informal style of a big event.In contrast, Emperor Lang Muwei's residence is in the style of an academy to recall the scene when he was studying.The crown prince Lang Heming's is in the style of Yanzhuang, which is more generous, while the fourth prince's is in the cloth village, which is also very exquisite.Lang Yinshi lives in a fishing village, and he knows that Lang Kangzhe is using a fisherman to describe his indifferent and reclusive personality.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mozi sitting in front of the door with a smile under the thatched roof. Next to him, Lang Kangzhe half sat in a rocking chair basking in the sun, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, talking and laughing while drinking.Qingwu Qinglan waited on the side as usual.

It looks like a young couple with a family reunion.For some reason, Lang Yinshi was a little amused. Lang Kangzhe's thatched hut amused him, and Mo Ziyou sitting under the thatched hut also amused him.

They are obviously two people who have been spoiled and raised since childhood, and they can't survive without the palace, right?

"Xiao Shi is here?" Lang Kangzhe was very happy to see Lang Yinshi, "Qi Xu, go and move a bench for King Ye, come, let's sit down and chat."

"Mo'er made the soup with her own hands. I was really surprised. I will definitely drink it all up! I will never let you down!" Lang Kangzhe looked at Mo Ziyou with affection.

Mo Ziyou still looked elegant and dignified as always, nodding his head. "Drink it while it's hot."

Lang Yinshi was a little moved when he saw it, and he sighed secretly in his heart. Sometimes he couldn't help but believe that the third brother really liked Mo Ziyou, but he thought about it, if Mo Ziyou wasn't the Seventh Princess of Xiling, Lang Kangzhe would still love Mo Ziyou. Do you spoil her, love her, respect her, kiss her so much?

Not necessarily.

So it was always difficult for him to judge Lang Kangzhe's sincerity.

"Not bad! This pigeon soup tastes very delicious! It's delicious!" Lang Kangzhe took a big sip and was full of praise.

Lang Yinshi raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in his eyes.If I remember correctly, Princess Seven's culinary skills seem to be not very superb.His stomach churned, as if remembering something painful.

"Is this soup really drinkable?" He accidentally asked, and simply joked, "Third Brother, don't force yourself."

"Why not?" Lang Kangzhe glared over, "You're looking down on people again, aren't you? Mo'er is not only proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but even cooking is top-notch. You have to learn from your sister-in-law!"

Lang Yinshi didn't speak, but smiled even more.

Mo Ziyou glanced at him, and said coolly, "It's okay, cooking is not what I am best at, and I usually don't care about it." Now, Lang Yinshi smiled until his eyes rolled.

"You don't cook soup often, but you are willing to cook for me yourself, Moer, how can I waste your sincerity?" Lang Kangzhe was a little moved, and reached out to hold Mo Ziyou's hand.

"..." Mo Ziyou was at a loss for words for a moment, he glanced at Lang Yinshi, felt a little embarrassed, and smiled to himself.

On the other hand, Lang Yinshi raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, what's not to be wasted, probably he doesn't know which servant did it for him.He couldn't help frowning thinking of the black sticky thing he made last time in the mansion.

This woman, Mo Ziyou, is not good at cooking.

A few months ago - Prince Ye's Mansion

"Princess Seven, don't you want to poison this king?" Lang Yinshi asked, pointing to a plate of pitch-black food.

"A momentary mistake, I can prove myself again!"

"..."

Seeing that the second set was still an indescribable black object, His Royal Highness Ye supported his head with a blank expression, "...I don't think you need to prove yourself anymore."

"It's just that the fire in the stove really can't be controlled by the palace, and the sauce that was wrapped in it was burnt by accident, but the inside is still very good. His Royal Highness Ye, please give it a try?"

"I refuse." Lang Yinshi replied quickly, "This king's daughter's body has suffered a lot, and there is nowhere to cry. This king still has people from such a large family to support, so it's hard to take the risk."

Seeing his serious nonsense, Mo Ziyou gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, if you really do something good or bad, I won't go anywhere for the rest of my life, and I will stay by your bedside with you!"

That's what he said, but Lang Yinshi felt that the angry Seventh Princess seemed to roll up her sleeves and pinch her in the next second.

Threats, threats of all kinds.

"My lord, this is the princess's first time cooking... If there is any discomfort, please bear with me." Qingwu explained with a smile.

"Qingwu, what are you talking about?" Mo Ziyou suddenly lost interest, "Come on, take it away."

Lang Yinshi was stunned for a moment, glanced at Mo Ziyou and changed his words. "Since it is a wish from the princess, how can this king refuse to accept it?"

Staring fixedly at the lump of food, Lang Yinshi picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece without hesitation, and put it in his mouth.

"...How does it taste?" Qingwu asked.Seeing her own princess, she quietly turned her head and observed.

After an extremely long time, Lang Yinshi said calmly, "It's not bad. Although the price is a bit off, the taste is still there."

Mo Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up, as if he had regained his confidence and generosity. "Okay, I've stayed here long enough today, so I'm going back."

"Farewell to the Seventh Princess, go slowly." Lang Yinshi smiled, watching Mo Ziyou and his party disappear at the door.Then, he suddenly changed his expression. "Lanxi."

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

"Bring the lavatory."

"Oh yes, Your Highness, you can hold on!" Seeing Lang Yinshi's face turned pale, Lan Xi ran away worriedly.

Then, "vomit—" the majestic General Tianlang, His Royal Highness King Ye, vomited in pain.

"What the hell did this girl put in it?!" This king really shouldn't be too kind!His stomach felt like it was on fire, His Royal Highness Ye thought regretfully.

From then on, whenever the Seventh Princess wanted to cook, they were all rejected by Lang Yinshi.

"Your hands playing the piano and painting, it's better not to be tired by the oily smoke." His Royal Highness King Ye smiled at the Seventh Princess very nicely.

"...?" The words were correct, but the Seventh Princess felt that something was weird?

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