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Ling Qingxuan was shocked for a moment when he looked at Chongli who was talking eloquently on the opposite side. Although he heard Ling Wu and the others say that the little guy has changed a lot this time, although he is still cold, he has a new life.At this time, the bright moonlight was shining on that face, and the eyes were shining brightly. "Yunrong Yuemao" Ling Qingxuan was surprised and embarrassed by the sudden appearance of this word in his mind, but fortunately Zhong Li was staring at the moonlight and didn't notice it, so he picked up the tea and drank it slowly to suppress the embarrassment in his heart.

"It seems that you have made a lot of progress. You have such insights. Go to Ling Wu's place tomorrow, and he will arrange everything." Ling Qingxuan put down the teacup, "But why do you have such an idea, is it... to thank you My last help?" Ling Qingxuan asked seemingly casually.

"There are reasons for this, but it is also my own wish. How can a shrewd and wise master have idiot subordinates?" Chongli turned his head and smiled lightly, "Of course, the subordinates also want to follow the master to make some achievements. In the future, when the subordinates grow up It’s better to brag about it to the children, so that this life will not be in vain.”

Ling Qingxuan looked at the reunion full of vitality, and couldn't help but feel relieved: "I must be careful outside, and don't let us worry about it. If there is anything wrong, send a signal, and the branch will help when it sees it... You take this." After speaking, he took out a jade-like black seal from his skirt, twisted it left and right, and the seal split into two.He took out another rose-red chain and put it on carefully. He was about to help Chongli put it on, but he glanced at the snow-white neck... Hesitating for a moment, he put the half of the seal on Chongli's hand, "Yes. After you get this, you can mobilize the members of the Seven Killing Pavilion near you, but you need to wear the Rakshasa mask you used."

"...Master, the re-divorce caused the master to worry that day. The re-divorce was just a moment of urgency, and the reason for it is inconvenient to tell the master right now. But the master's great kindness to Chong-li is never forgotten. Return!" After finishing speaking, Chongli gave a deep salute.

"A Li... don't talk about these birthrights anymore, you and Ling Wu are my... brother, take care of yourself when you are out." After speaking, he glanced at Chongli, turned and left.

Chongli stared at Ling Qingxuan's hasty footsteps, and was taken aback.

This person is also quite tired, the master of the sect, and the Seven Killing Pavilion, he still has to plan the country, and he has to worry about his affairs.But with the help of Ling Wu and the others, I will do my best to contribute to his great cause.

Bamboo Garden East Garden.

Ling Qingxuan put down the secret report in his hand: "Ling Wu, Bai Muxuan and Yan Qingyu have been sticking together in Xucheng for the past three months, have our people in Yan been properly arranged?"

"Everything is settled, we just wait for the end of the war. Yan Qingyu will find a big surprise waiting for him when he goes back. Bai Muxuan also returned empty-handed this time, and the horse farm he secretly managed will soon be in our hands." Ling Wuhou leaned back on the yellow sandalwood chair, "Thanks to Ah Li for reminding us this time, if Bai Muxuan knew that the leadership of the army changed his horse farm this time, he would definitely think it was his fifth younger brother who did it."

"Ah Li asked Ling Er to inquire about the information, which helped us a lot, and he also suggested that half of each branch should be allocated to set up a bodyguard company to undertake those escorting valuables, and even do paid escorts for some ticket companies, dignitaries or companies. Guard, so that disabled or elderly members and disciples of Qisha Pavilion and Mingjiao can use their abilities, and they can also inquire about some news from various places." Ling Wu took out a booklet from his purse and handed it to Ling Qingxuan, "This is The six precepts of the bodyguard he wrote is quite interesting, and it is more detailed than some old rivers and lakes."

"Abstain from newly opened shops, and don't live in a shop that says it's auspiciously opened on the door. The newly opened shop is still unclear, and bodyguards can't take risks at will.

Beware of a shop that has changed owners and a shop with a different owner, there will be thieves in people's hearts.

Stay away from shops that advocate women, some shops will fall into the trap of throwing darts when pestering women.

Avoid leaving your body with weapons, whether you are walking on the road or staying in a hotel, you must carry your weapons with you just in case.

The abstinence of darts leaving people, no matter whether it is a dart car on the dry road or a dart boat on the water road, or a protective official, businessman, or escort, are not allowed to leave at will.

Avoid ignoring suspicious points, as a bodyguard, you must have the vigilance ability to see all directions and listen to all directions. Once you find something suspicious, you must pay close attention to it and be ready to go into battle at any time. "

Ling Qingxuan looked at the thin and vigorous handwriting on the booklet, and his eyes showed admiration.Looking at Liu Jie again, I also sincerely lamented that the little guy and Ling Yi had learned so well.

"What was Ah Li doing during this time?" Ling Qingxuan asked casually.Since the last time, I haven't seen the little guy for more than three months, and I haven't asked him for details.He kept himself very busy all the time, so that he wouldn't think about that face, and that... He didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into. As long as he was free, the other party's cloudy appearance would appear in his mind, even when he was in front of him. in sleep.

"I just heard that he is going to accept Ling Ba's entrance exam in just a few days, and I really look forward to what he will do." Ling Wu said lazily, wondering if he will be free these few days.

"I have some free time these few days. We will go to Ling Ba's place tomorrow and take a look at the racecourse." Ling Qingxuan said that both of them have free time, "When I come back, I will stop by to see your nephew defeating Yueguo. What's the point?"

Ling Wu laughed to himself, these two traveled thousands of miles along the way.

I have long noticed my friend's inexplicable irritability recently, but I just remembered what Mu Sen had said, and Ling Wu didn't want Ling Qingxuan to get too close to remarriage.Ling Qingxuan, like Mu Sen, has his own responsibilities, and Ling Qingxuan is even more decisive.He doesn't want the little guy to be like him in the future.Forget it, let's talk about it later, maybe Ah Li doesn't have that intention!Why should he worry about the disappearance, Ling Wu shook his head and went down to arrange the departure.

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☆, Moshi

Yandu.Meditation branch.

In the exquisite Wujin Bieyuan, the early autumn sunshine lazily shines on the bamboos in the lotus pond of the rockery. The orchids that grow naturally on the rockery move with the wind.After the rain, everything in the other courtyard looked brand new, especially the green bamboo clumps.

Chongli quietly in his room, sometimes splashing ink, sometimes sketching carefully, focusing on the paintings on the table, the swaying green shade outside the window adds a sense of tranquility to the surroundings.

Everyone in this yard knew that Chonglixi was quiet, so no one disturbed him without understanding.Outside the window, there are several crabapple trees hanging with green crabapple fruits, leaning against the clumps of purple bamboo next to them.The piece of purple bamboo faced his window obliquely and extended to the gazebo in the southeast corner of the yard.Make a cup of tea in your spare time, sit by the window and enjoy the fragrance of tea, and then look at the greenery and feel very comfortable.

At this time, in the gazebo surrounded by bushes, Ling Qingxuan and Ling Wu were drinking tea and playing chess, paying attention to Chongli's behavior along the way.They were all curious about how Chongli earned 100 taels to complete the test. Now it seems that he was painting for that restaurant or teahouse.If you let the study sell it on behalf of you today, you probably won't get any money today.

An hour later, Chongli stretched his waist, pressed the newly made painting with a red sandalwood ruler to let the ink dry, and then went into the back room, and took out a small purple-brown seal to dip in it half an hour later. The upper right corner is covered with cinnabar ink pad.Glancing at the hourglass on the table, I sighed that it really is "proficient in industry and industrious in leisure", and it took so long to complete a painting.If Ling Ba hadn't given him one tael of silver yesterday, and asked him to exchange it back for a hundred taels of silver today as a test for graduation, and not allow others to help, he would have almost forgotten that he still has this skill.Seeing that the appointment time with Yuxialou was still early, I made a cup of tea and sat on the couch and picked up a book of travel notes.

On his 12th birthday that day, his eldest brother did not come back.

The surprises I prepared for my elder brother before became ironic, and after my heart was broken, I became annoyed.He brought enough money to "travel the rivers and lakes", and wanted to personally experience the "rivers and lakes" that his elder brother once said.

A month later, with his rich "jianghu experience", he actually arrived in Yuecheng safely.

The crowds of people in Yuecheng that day were extremely lively, and after inquiring about it, they found out that it was the annual Oiran Competition in Yuecheng, so they couldn't help thinking a little bit.On weekdays, I occasionally heard some soldiers secretly chatting about some nasty things, among them were brothel oirans and the like, and once my eldest brother found out that even he was punished.Thinking that he could actually see it with his own eyes this time, his little heart jumped with excitement for an instant.He stopped a passerby and asked where the brothel oiran was, and he jumped away from the inexplicable eyes of the other party, and when the other party came back to his senses, he shouted "Little brother, this oiran is not that oiran..." By the time the person had disappeared.

He suppressed his excitement and sat in the lobby, he was the only guest at this time, the old bustard yawned and called several beautiful women who were also yawning profusely: "Serve this young master well..." and disappeared.

Smelling the strong scent of powder on the women around him in anxiety, he sneezed hard several times.After waking up from a glass of wine, he realized that his clothes had been changed, his luggage and dagger were gone, and he couldn't use his strength all over his body.There was a buzzing sound in his head, and he was sweating profusely... This is what his elder brother said, "being beaten with a sap and robbing him of his wealth"!

Half an hour later, before the power of house arrest on him passed away, he understood that the other party was not only trying to rob money!

After struggling to no avail, he slammed open the door and jumped downstairs in despair, but he didn't wait for the bloody head that he should have when he fell.

"Little guy, haven't you hugged enough yet?" The low voice with suppressed laughter brought him back to his senses.He let go of his hand and stood awkwardly in front of the other party, looking down at the mess all over his body.

"This child is mine." Dressed in a white robe, he was so excited that Fang Liangqin took him away from the nightmare.

In an elegant bamboo building, there is a gentle breeze.A handsome man like a banished fairy is instructing a young man to outline with a splash of ink and a pen, and the sun shines through the branches and leaves to outline two elegant and handsome figures, one big and one small.

"I have been teaching you for more than a month. With your talent, there is no match in this world. You should go home. Don't tell anyone about me, including your family." After finishing speaking, the man is handsome and clean His figure had disappeared from his closed eyes.

It wasn't until a long time later that he realized that this master, who was like a banished fairy, had a deep connection with him.

When he woke up, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old was looking at him happily.The face of the other party was slightly familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen "this".I saw that the other party took out a delicate and small silver dagger, which was a birthday gift from his elder brother on his fifth birthday.

"...You are, the one who was sad behind the rockery..." His father took him to the palace for a banquet that year, and when he was bored, he slipped out quietly, and met an eight or nine-year-old boy wiping tears behind the rockery in the imperial garden.Later, when the two got acquainted, he realized how difficult the boy's situation was. He was often bullied and even poisoned. Gritting his teeth, he gave the new gift to the other party for self-defense, and generously told the boy who declined that he still had a lot of……

"I saw you asleep under the mountains of stars in Moon City, so I took you to my carriage...I have notified your family..."

And the boy who made him feel pity, finally delivered the poison himself.

……

Chongli put down the book slowly, got up and slowly put the teacup that was about to crack on the table.The "Moon Lotus Picture" on the table has also dried out, so I put the temporary seal engraved with a corner of a red sandalwood ruler into my purse, and rolled up the picture scroll with satisfaction. .

Ling Qingxuan and Ling Wu quietly followed Chongli, watched Chongli enter a study, spent a few dollars to buy materials for mounting paintings and a brocade box for painting, and went into the study's mounting room by themselves.Afterwards, the two of them followed all the way to Yuxia Tower, watching Chongli slip into the side door.

This Yuxia Building is very famous among the many restaurants in Yandu. The chef's skills are good and the layout of the building is full of elegance. Even those dudes are willing to eat here to taste some elegance.Because the boss was born as a scholar, from time to time he would hold some poetry fairs or auction some famous calligraphy and paintings, so he was highly respected by some literati.Today is the day when the calligraphy and paintings are being auctioned in Yuxia Building. Seeing the extraordinary demeanor of the two, the steward immediately put on a smiling face to welcome them into the second floor.In order not to be discovered by Zhongli, the two found a corner to sit down.

"Hey, did you hear that? ... Boss Yang is going to bid for a painting of Moshi Mountain Man this time, and the highest bidder will get it."

"Yes, we heard the news yesterday and we came early, hoping to be lucky enough to witness..."

"...I don't know if it's true or not. After all, Moshishanren's paintings have not been seen for five years..."

"It should be true... In the past, only Yuxia Tower could have the honor to collect Moshishanren's paintings."

"...Let's see it when the time comes. If it's not the real work, Boss Yang will be ashamed to face others."

Ling Qingxuan and Ling Wu looked at each other, "There are famous paintings by Moshishan people in front, and the little guy's paintings are probably... If I had known that he was selling paintings at Yuxia Building, I should have reminded him to put more thought into it and ask the study buddy to frame it. Industry specializing in surgery."

The two of them were thinking about it, the steward had already struck the gong, and there was silence upstairs and downstairs.A refined man about 40 years old slowly came out from the room, followed by several children in Tsing Yi.Everyone craned their necks to look at the brocade boxes held by the children, and patiently listened to Boss Yang's bidding rules.

Another gong sounded, and the little boy opened the brocade box, and carefully handed a painting to Boss Yang, who then carefully hung it on the central wall.

Although the paintings that were auctioned first were notoriously famous, none of them belonged to Moshishan people, and they were also bought for tens of taels to hundreds of taels of silver.This also made Ling Qingxuan and Ling Wu feel relieved, but they didn't know how much Chongli's painting was sold for.

Moshishanren's painting was the last one to be bid.

Everyone took turns to watch carefully, including those customers who had already bought the paintings. Ling Qingxuan also stepped forward with Ling Wu without seeing Chongli.At this time, Chongli was drinking tea and admiring the flowers in the gazebo in the backyard, listening to the sound of bidding upstairs, waiting quietly for Boss Yang's reward.

The "Moon Lotus Picture" in front of me has only two colors.The unrestrained lotus leaves, the straight flower buds like arrows, the graceful and shy lotus blooming, and even the dumb fish and night moon resting under the leaves are all rendered and depicted by different shades of ink and black, including the The small seal of vermilion is also engraved with intaglio. The most surprising thing is that the blank part of the small seal is just like a man sitting leisurely on a stone. These are the characteristics of Moshishan people's paintings!

Ling Qingxuan once bought for his grandfather a "Mountain Pine and Cloud Ink Painting" by Moshishanren, which is still kept in the Songyuan Pavilion, and his grandfather would take it out to look at it from time to time.

When the two people who were about to leave saw the empty brocade box that the boy was still holding, they exchanged glances calmly.The golden study print "Mo Xiangzhai" on the side of the brocade box is exactly the study of Chongli's mounted paintings!The two glanced at the brocade boxes in the arms of several buyers.

In the end, the painting was sold for 2000 taels of silver, and after deducting the commission of Boss Yang, the whole thing was sold for 800 taels of silver.

Chongli found Ling Ba and handed over one hundred and one taels of silver. With Ling Ba's dumbfounded expression, he went back to his yard. Just as he was about to go in, he found two familiar figures.

"I have met the leader, I have met the master." Chongli smiled and greeted the two of them. No wonder Ling Ba changed the examination scheduled for the day before yesterday to today. Thinking that the two came here specially for his entrance examination, he couldn't help but feel warm warm.

"...You earned a lot of money today, why don't you treat us to some good food? We came all the way from thousands of miles to cheer for you." Ling Wu looked at Chongli meaningfully.

Ling Qingxuan, who was silent beside him, smiled relievedly when he saw Chongli, and the gloom in his eyes suddenly turned into clarity. "Don't listen to your master, go change your clothes and we'll have dinner, and then we'll go to the night market in Yandu."

"Thank you, Master and Master, for your support." Seeing that the sky was getting closer, Chongli said with a light smile, "Why don't Chongli cook some food in person today to thank you." Then he called a guard and gave him a piece of silver He went to buy some vegetables he needed, and told me some details.

Ling Wu looked at Chong Li, who was sitting by the lotus pond, fishing leisurely, and couldn't help but laugh.Compared to them who rushed back from Moxiangzhai, the little guy was very calm and didn't intend to answer their questions at all.The little guy looks easy-going but is still stubborn.Can't help but regret the temptation just now.

Ling Wu glanced at Ling Qingxuan, the other party's eyes were clear, still calm and calm in the past, the gloomy eyes before were like hallucinations.

In fact, Ling Qingxuan was really disappointed just now. Chongli's unusual concern for Le Jin and Le Lang, whom he had never met before, and his hatred for Bai Muxuan's destruction made him vaguely guess the origin of Chongli. Those gods and monsters There are also works of this kind in Zhiyi Huaben.Nowadays, people who have never been in touch with calligraphy and painting suddenly draw famous masterpieces of masters, which further confirms his guess. I always feel that such a separation is a bit unreal.The moment he saw Chongli just now, the joy that the other party saw flashed in his eyes instantly calmed down the worried him.

Chongli took a few grass carp he caught in the lotus pond and a small basket of river prawns to the dining room, cleaned them up, and then plucked some dragon horns, cilantro and coriander in the back garden, and picked some Qin peppers. If he hadn't eaten it in the valley, he would not have recognized it when it was transplanted while wandering around.

Ling Wu couldn't help being a little stunned when he saw a table of delicacies, green stir-fried seasonal vegetables, oily red and spicy boiled fish fillets, fresh and tender steamed fish with a spoonful of bright ginger soy sauce, milky white and fragrant fish The soup is filled with green coriander and long horn scallions, the light red river prawns are paired with reddish-brown soy sauce and ginger sauce, and the sweet and fragrant green rice is served in a white porcelain bowl. move.

Chongli looked at the two who were still eating politely but were fast and ruthless when they put their chopsticks, and smiled secretly as they ate the food in the bowl slowly.

From the looks of the two of them, they probably didn't want to ask him any more questions. In fact, as soon as he came in, he saw the change in Ling Qingxuan's eyes and the hints in Ling Wu's words.So I used the fishing time to let myself think about how to respond to the inquiries of the two. Anyone who encountered such a situation would feel weird, and now it seemed that I was worrying too much.

Ling Wu smelled the scent of rose wine, sipped it, and couldn't help complaining: "A Li, you purposely waited until we were full before bringing out this good wine..." After speaking, he poured it on himself and Ling Qingxuan.

"Actually, this rose wine was given to me by Brother He. This is the first time I drink it. This time I just want to apologize to the two of you, and to calm the shock." After finishing speaking, Chongli smiled lightly and raised his glass to the two.

"...Shocked?"

"Actually... I'm from Moshi Mountain, and I'm also from Chongli."

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☆, brother

"A Li!" Ling Qingxuan stopped him suddenly, and he knew what he was going to say after hearing Chongli say a word.

Seeing the disapproval in Ling Qingxuan's eyes and the calmness in Ling Wu's eyes, Chongli smiled.

"I just had a long and weird dream. When I woke up, I had some other abilities... such as drawing like a god."

Hearing Chongli's joke-like remarks, Ling Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but glared at Chongli: "It's fine in front of us, don't talk nonsense in front of others in the future!"

"Yes... this subordinate must keep it in mind in the future." Chongli smiled and poured rose wine for the three of them again.

Ling Wu also looked at Chongli and said seriously: "Moshishan people's paintings are very valuable, but don't let others find out that you painted them. Well, the middle hall of Lingwu Hall is a little empty, so you can hang up two paintings if you have nothing to do." See Ling Qingxuan Staring at him, "I remember that the Bamboo Garden is a bit empty, Ah Li might as well draw some pictures to decorate your residence."

"..." Chongli looked at Ling Wu, who was usually elegant and dignified, suddenly a little surprised, he wouldn't be like him...

"..." Ling Qingxuan looked at Chongli who was still in a daze and glared at Ling Wu secretly, what is your residence!

"That's it." Ling Wu turned to Ling Qingxuan, "We've been planning for so long, [-]% of the officials in the court of Yan Kingdom support the prince, and the remaining [-]% hate the violence of the eldest prince. Why don't you go tonight to see if your substitute is there? Seriously working as a prince. It just so happens that Ah Li and I haven’t been to the Flame Palace yet.”

Ling Qingxuan didn't want to continue the previous topic, so he readily agreed.It was night, and the three of them dressed in black and rushed towards the imperial city.

None of the three of them expected to meet an unexpected person in the palace, and the appearance of this person made Ling Qingxuan and Ling Wu have new plans for their plans.

Flame Palace.

Ling Qingxuan made a hand gesture, and took the lead in jumping towards the palace where he used to live.After the three of them sneaked into the silent palace, the sky with only a few stars was pitch black, covering the dark palace. There seemed to be evil beasts lurking in those dark places, and the wind blew from time to time. The lamp flickered strangely.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the deserted palace and smiled mockingly.Yanluo Shang is still the same as yesterday, it seems that after he left the palace, the puppet continued his old life.

Walking to the inner hall, there are only two elderly palace people dozing in the empty and deserted inner hall, and after that, it is the sleeping palace.Flickering candles, a few pots of simple green plants are still placed as they were 20 years ago, and dim furniture, even the ones he used 20 years ago.

A thin man leaned on the couch and read a book by candlelight, and an old maid next to him poured him a cup of hot drink and cut off the candle, and the room suddenly lit up: "Your Highness, drink this ginseng soup and rest early .Tomorrow I have to get up early to greet the Queen Mother, you..."

The man's voice was low, and he interrupted her: "Nurse, you went to buy snow ginseng for me in private again, and if those people found out, they should take the opportunity to punish you. Besides, they were the ones who poisoned you, and the imperial doctor was also theirs." , how could it be so easy for you to know that snow ginseng can detoxify me." After finishing speaking, the man poured half of the ginseng soup into another cup and handed it to the old palace lady, "But this snow ginseng soup is good for the body, mother , you should have been raised by now...don't take such a risk next time!"

"Your Highness..." The old maid was about to say something, but she finally took half a cup of ginseng soup from the man's hand. The man drank the other half cup when he saw this, "Hurry up, mother, you must live well. Will take you home."

"Yeah!" The old palace maid choked up and drank the ginseng soup in the cup. Now she has to pay three times the price to buy the snow ginseng that is not very expensive outside. She is really ashamed of the young lady's entrustment!Turning around and putting down the cup, he was startled by three masked men in black who appeared!Immediately stand up in front of the man.

"Nurse, stand back." The man chuckled, "Not to mention that these three have been here for a while, if they were malicious to me, they would have done it long ago, even if they really want to hurt me, you can't stop them!" ah."

"You...are you the puppet that Yanluo Shang found? It really looks like..." Ling Qingxuan walked to the opposite side of the man and looked him up and down.

"Not many people know about this news, who are you?" The man quietly looked at the masked man who exuded a cold aura.

"You are very courageous. It can be seen that Yanluo Shang has put a lot of thought into it." Ling Qingxuan walked slowly to the chair by the table and sat down. His name was still engraved on the chair.

"It seems that you are familiar with this place, but I have never met you before. I don't know why you dare not show your true face." The man sat down on another chair. The place where the three words were engraved on the back of the chair paused.

Ling Qingxuan smiled muffled and took off the veil, ignoring the surprise in the eyes of the nanny and the man, and beckoned Ling Wu and Chongli to sit down as well.

The man looked at Ling Qingxuan who had taken off the veil, quickly regained his composure, and turned to look at the other two.

The old maid suddenly walked forward tremblingly, staring fixedly at Ling Qingxuan. After a while, she knelt down in front of Ling Qingxuan and cried bitterly: "...Your Highness, you have finally returned safely. The old slave thought you were... God has eyes! You can feel at ease under the nine springs, miss..."

"...Nurse, what are you doing!" The man was startled by the old woman's actions, especially the sentence at the beginning... "Your Highness".

Ling Qingxuan frowned, lowered his voice and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The old woman reached out and wiped a few times on her face, and another face appeared.

Looking at the somewhat familiar old face, Ling Qingxuan hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Are you... Honggu?" His mother's dowry maid "disappeared" that night, and he never saw her again until he left the palace. To those people, including the old woman in front of him.

"Your Highness still remembers me..." Hong Gu sobbed and nodded, "Thanks to the treasure His Highness buried back then, Your Highness and I can cope with these years in the palace."

"...What the hell is going on?" Ling Qingxuan asked, pointing to the little highness who was like a twin with him. He knew that Honggu mentioned "burying the treasure" to clear up his doubts and help him find a place to hide those jewels when he was young. The most important person is Honggu: "Aren't you all... Among those people back then, only Hongling escaped back to Mingjiao."

"...When Miss was still alive, the old servant went out to the palace to do some shopping, and accidentally discovered that Yanluo merchant's cronies had hurried to a garden with a doctor carrying a medicine box. The old servant felt strange. Luo Shang is the emperor, what can he do to work for his cronies, and he is not an imperial doctor... so he quietly followed and wrote down the location of the garden."

Another day, Hong Gu reported that Weng Tingyue had gone to the garden alone, and found a group of palace people serving a two-year-old child, who looked like Ling Qingxuan was carved out of the same mold.She remembered that when Weng Tingyue gave birth, Yanluo Shang personally guarded inside regardless of Wen Po's dissuasion, so that their accompanying maids could only wait outside.Later, Yanluo Shang took out a baby boy from it, and claimed that the other baby girl was born breathless.Fearing that Weng Tingyue would be sad, Dangshi even named the baby boy Yan Qingxuan, and the next day the court made Yan Qingxuan the crown prince, and ordered the Ministry of Rites to hold the canonization ceremony on an auspicious day.When she entered the delivery room, Weng Tingyue had already been cleaned up and fell into a coma.

Later, according to Weng Tingyue's instructions, she only occasionally looked far away.Later Weng Tingyue had a premonition, so she gave her and Hongling the only two snow pills just in case.Until that night, when the Queen Mother strangled them, she and Hong Ling escaped death by relying on Xue Dan.According to the previous instructions, Hong Ling went back to Mingjiao for help because of her good martial arts, and Hong Gu was proficient in disguise, so she stayed outside the palace, waiting for an opportunity to guard the child.

"...Later, I waited for three years. It was not the leader's person, but Yanluo Shang's cronies who came to pick up "His Royal Highness" back to the palace. Only then did I realize that something was wrong. It is estimated that His Royal Highness and Hong Ling may have... ...Fortunately, the old slave disguised himself as a dumb servant, so he was not silenced by chance and followed the little Highness into the palace to serve...Your Highness waited for the old slave, and the old slave came whenever he went." Honggu hurried out, and came back a while later to hug her. With a big box.

She opened the box carefully, took out a sealed bamboo tube from inside, and handed it to Ling Qingxuan: "After finishing writing, Miss wanted me to find a time to take it out, but I didn't prevent them from doing it in advance, so the old servant hurriedly buried the silk book in His Highness Later, my little highness and I were trapped in the palace, and all the familiar faces disappeared, and no one could entrust a letter to return to Mingjiao... Moreover, if this silk scroll is discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable... Afterwards, it became increasingly hopeless , so I don’t want to take it out again, it would be fine if I took it out in the first place!”

"...Mammy never told me this. All these years, I only know that my mother is a member of the underworld religion." The man laughed at himself after speaking, even if he knew it, it would be of no use.

Ling Qingxuan opened the bamboo tube, and inside was a silk book written in blood.Due to the passage of time, the silk script has turned yellow, and the handwriting has turned dark brown. Even so, Ling Qingxuan can still recognize at a glance who wrote the familiar handwriting.

There are only a few simple sentences on the silk script: If Qingxuan and Qingmin are lucky enough to return to Mingjiao, they will definitely come back to avenge their mother.

No matter who the two brothers are, one of them must sit on the throne of the Yan Kingdom. If possible, the two of them can take turns to be the king of that country.Isn't he, Yanluo Shang, always worried that their mother and son will threaten his country!Then she will make his worries come true, so that she can live up to his deliberate plans.

Ling Qingxuan read the will, and while handing the silk book to the man, he secretly sighed that this is not the will of the "Queen", it is clearly a heroine in the rivers and lakes who is happy to grieve.Back then, the proud and beautiful mother would rather "break her wings" and stay in the palace just for the man's "affection".It's a pity that when she realized that the "love" she valued was just the man's cover, it was too late. In order to protect her son, the mother who disdained conspiracy had to teach her son to beware of all kinds of conspiracies since childhood...

"...so my name is Yan Qingmin, and I have lived under my elder brother's name for almost 20 years..." Before he was six years old, he had no name, and the palace people kept calling him 'Young Master'. The silk book was returned to Ling Qingxuan, "Nurse has been telling me that one day I will be free from the sea of ​​suffering. It seems that my dream is finally coming true."

Ignoring Yan Qingmin's self-mockery, Ling Qingxuan looked back at Chongli who was sitting beside him thoughtfully, "A Li, let's see what kind of poison he has." Unlike the calculations that occasionally flashed in Lingwu's eyes, swaying In the candlelight, Zhongli was as quiet as a jade carving, quietly listening to the palace secret.

"En." Replied in a low voice, Chongli walked towards Yan Qingmin, picked up a book on the table and put it under the other's wrist as a pulse diagnosis.And Yan Qingmin just took a look at Chongli, then sat silently, letting him feel his pulse.

Honggu stared nervously at the side, she knew that someone who could win Ling Qingxuan's approval must have real skills, and was afraid that Chongli would show a regretful expression, Ling Qingxuan asked softly when she saw this, "Didn't Hongling know back then, um...brother existence? Otherwise, why didn’t you tell your grandfather to rescue you together?”

"No, Hongling has always known the garden where His Royal Highness lives..." Hong Gu was thoughtful, "But why didn't she tell the Hierarch? If the Hierarch knew the truth sooner, His Highness wouldn't have suffered so much ! When the old slave sees her..."

Ling Qingxuan looked at Honggu's resentful expression and said, "Hongling has been dead for almost 20 years." Honggu looked at Ling Qingxuan in surprise and her eyes turned red in an instant.

Seeing Aunt Hong suppressing her tears, Ling Qingxuan sighed. After all, she was her own sister: "She went back to Mingjiao after all the hardships and never saw her grandfather, so she was locked up by Weng Tingyu until she was discovered by her grandfather's people two years later. Rescued, she was dying at that time, after telling me the news..."

"...that lady sent so many distress calls before...how could the master allow you to act recklessly! Then your highness these years..." Hong Gu didn't say any more and wiped away her tears and looked at Ling Qingxuan worriedly. Naturally, Weng Tingyu's method was hers. knew.

"I have already avenged my mother and grandmother. There is no such person as Weng Tingyu in this world." Ling Qingxuan roughly talked about his experience in Mingjiao, and Honggu looked at him with pity. Then quietly watched Chongli write the prescription.

"...Master, his poison can still be cured. If it is delayed for another two years, he will die of intestinal puncture." Chongli handed the written prescription to Ling Qingxuan, "It's just that after the poison is cured, if he is poisoned again, he will die." Poison and feces and medicine have no effect." After speaking, he took out a small silver needle box from his sleeve, "Now I will do acupuncture for him, and his abdominal pain will be relieved a lot when he arrives."

Hong Gu was delighted that His Highness was saved, but also worried that he would be poisoned again...Looking at the thoughtful Ling Qingxuan, he hesitated to speak, and immediately followed Chongli's instructions to remove Yan Qingmin's coat and jacket.

An hour later, Chongli slowly withdrew the needles, and asked Honggu to help Yan Qingmin get dressed in time to prevent the cold, damp and wind from invading the body, and then wiped the silver needles one by one and put them into the box.

Chongli was about to stretch his sleeves to wipe away the fine sweat on his forehead, but he didn't want to be handed a handkerchief from the side, so he took it naturally.

"Your Highness, can you ask this young master to stay? Firstly, he can diagnose and treat His Highness, and secondly, he can identify poisons... Tomorrow, the Empress Dowager will see His Highness. Back then, His Highness was poisoned when she came back from seeing her. After that, I would have abdominal pain every night..." Finally, Hong Gu couldn't help pleading with Ling Qingxuan, and looked at Chongli earnestly.

"From now on, you can just follow them to call my master, he is still your Highness." Ling Qingxuan paused, "Although A Li knows medical skills, he is not familiar with the rules of the palace. I will arrange it tomorrow..." He knew Hong Gu's Disguise, but unwilling to leave the adventure again.

"Nurse, your suggestion is really wrong, and besides, that old hag is good at keeping an eye on me... Waiting to find my fault." Yan Qingmin saw Ling Qing