Palace Master's Road to Unification

It was the hot summer season, and the weather was very sultry. Ziheng's boat was parked on the shore, but fortunately the willow trees on the embankment sheltered him from the risk of being exposed to the sun, and the whole group did not need to stand under the scorching sun.

Ziheng was lying sideways on the imperial concubine chair, holding a book of martial arts of unknown school in his hand, his eyes never moved away from the book for a moment, and he was looking at it intently. There are two slim disciples standing behind him, one holds a fan in his hand, fanning the wind gently, the other holds an umbrella in his hand, covering Zi Heng's head, the umbrella is painted with a gorgeous sea of ​​wisteria flowers, You can see the painter's skill with just a few glances. There are a few touches of light gauze on the edge of the umbrella, which is very gorgeous when it falls down. However, there is a word on the inside of the umbrella surface, which completely destroys the beauty.

That's right, this umbrella was given by Si Guyan.

Ziheng lay under the umbrella, enjoying the wind leisurely, reading a book, it couldn't be more comfortable.

When Lan Jin came back, it was under the scorching sun, and he was sweating a lot on the way, and it was so hot that he boarded the deck without saying a word, and sat directly opposite Ziheng, and then picked up the chair on the table very rudely. After drinking the tea, it immediately cooled down a lot.

"It's so hot, it's so hot in the Central Plains."

At this time, Lan Jin had already taken off his female attire and changed into a blue dress. There was always a smile on his lips, and even if his behavior was not very elegant now, he still exuded a kind of a playboy air, which matched his appearance. This not bad appearance really has the ability to seduce people, no wonder Wen Youqin is so fascinated.

Lan Jinniu finished drinking and was about to pour another glass, when suddenly he felt a cold gaze on his body, most of the heat dissipated in his body, his arms stopped stiffly in mid-air, Lan Jin raised his head and followed his gaze, a pair of His cold eyes were staring at him, which made him feel chilled.

Lan Jin silently put the teapot back in place.

Ziheng's tone was cold: "Is Liuyue Island cooler than the Central Plains?" She was in such a mess, and she didn't know how she did it

Hearing the meaning behind Ziheng's words, Lan Jin replied: "My treatment on the island is supreme, so I'm not as busy as I am now."

Ziheng couldn't see where the other party was busy.

At this time, Han Lu walked up to Ziheng with iced fruit wine, "Palace Master, please use it."

Looking at Ziheng's extravagant life, Lan Jin sighed incomparably: "The Palace Mistress really has a lot of respect, I can never enjoy this kind of treatment at home."

At home, he can only be oppressed endlessly by his elder brother, which is very miserable compared to his elder brother's own life.

"By the way, little beauty Hanlu, where is little beauty Lingyao?"

Han Lu looked at Lan Jin strangely. To Han Lu, Lan Jin was just a stranger who had never met.

"Lingyao is not here."

Hearing that Lingyao was not here, Lan Jin was rather disappointed, no one appreciated her handsome appearance.

Han Lu looked at Lan Jin cautiously for a while, and asked in doubt, "I wonder who this young master is?"

This young man looked very strange, she had never seen him beside the palace lord, but the tone of his speech to the palace lord seemed to be old acquaintance, what was his identity?

It's not that Lan Jin and Ziheng have known each other for a long time, it's just that Lan Jin knows each other well, and he's not picky about who he is, he knows everyone well.

"Ah, Xiao Hanlu, you don't recognize me?"

Han Lu thought for a while, but still couldn't find the memory related to the person in front of her, and said with certainty: "I haven't met the young master."

Lan Jin is a little proud, it seems that she has successfully played the role of Shui Qin.

"Then let's get to know each other again. My name is Lan Jin." He winked playfully as he spoke.

Han Lu's body froze immediately, which was a critical blow to her. As we all know, Han Lu is a very beauty-loving person, especially for beautiful men.

Immersed in the beauty for a long time without slowing down.

Ziheng looked up and said, "Pretentious."

Then he turned his gaze back to the book.

Lan Jin couldn't believe it: "Could it be that the Palace Mistress finds my face difficult to see?"

Lan Jin's face is still in line with Ziheng's aesthetics, but there is only a face, because the other party's posture is too low-level, and there are too many nonsense.

Seeing that Ziheng didn't answer, Lan Jin wanted to ask again: "No way, you..."

Just about to refute a few sentences, Zi Heng looked over: "Huh?"

Lan Jin silently held back her words, a man who knows current affairs is a hero.

At this time, the boat moved suddenly, slowly left the shore, and drove slowly on the river.

Lan Jin asked, "Are you going back to Qiushui Palace?"

Zi Heng gave Lan Jin a cool look: "It's Jiuxiao Palace."

"Oh..." He forgot again that Qiushui Palace changed its owner and changed its name.

Lan Jin cleared her throat, and asked seriously: "Then this is going back to Jiuxiao Palace now? I don't think this direction seems right."

Tianyan Mountain was in the east, but the boat was going west, and no matter how you looked at it, Ziheng didn't look like the kind of person who would take a detour to see the scenery.

"Now go to the Young Girl Sect."

"Do you want diplomacy?"

Jiuxiao Palace and Qingnvzong belong to the female sect, it is not unusual for the two sects to communicate with each other, and Ruan Qiushui has been with Fengdu before, so it is not strange for Ziheng to go to Qingnvzong.

"That's right." Waiting for Hanzhi to take down the Qingnvzong, and the Qingnvzong merged into the Nine Heavens Palace, it can be regarded as a kind of diplomacy.

Lan Jin nodded. He was not very interested in the Young Girl Sect, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Hey, what's this? Give me some."

Lan Jin pointed to the wine glass in front of Ziheng, which contained purple liquid, exuding bursts of fragrance and coolness.

"This is fruit wine made from mulberries."

Han Lu glanced at Ziheng, her palace lord was concentrating on reading, completely ignoring her, but she had no right to give others the palace lord's things without authorization, even if it was just a glass of fruit wine, and it was still in front of the palace lord , she dared not challenge authority.

If the palace lord didn't give permission, Han Lu would never dare to move.

Lan Jin looked at the embarrassed Han Lu, he was not so ignorant, and poured himself a cup of tea to ease the embarrassment.

"This tea is also good."

Then there was silence, a moment of silence, Lan Jin was most afraid of silence.

In order to break the silent atmosphere, he casually asked, "Is Master Fengdu alright?"

"died."

"puff……"

Lan Jin spit out a sip of tea, unbelievable to Zi Heng's words: "What?!"

"Do you not understand human speech?"

"No, it's too sudden."

When he left the Central Plains, Sect Master Feng Du was in very good health, many times better than his elder brother, how could he leave earlier than his elder brother?

Ziheng put down the book and looked at Lan Jin: "If you don't believe me, I can send you to see Fengdu."

"...No, I believe it." It's scary, beautiful women are not easy to mess with, Wen Youqin is one, and this one is also one.

Han Lu silently sighed at the side, the Palace Master did not kill this talkative young master immediately, it was really kind of him.

"Sect Master Feng Du passed away. Who is in charge of the Qingnv Sect now? Han Zhi? I have seen her a few times, she is a rare beauty."

When it comes to who will inherit the position of the suzerain of the Qingnv Sect, Lan Jin's first reaction is Han Zhi, who is Feng Du's direct disciple. Although Feng Du has more than one disciple, he can't think of anyone else.

"In terms of appearance, Wen Youqin should be better, but you praise Han Zhi but dismiss Wen Youqin?"

Everyone in the world loves beauty, and Ziheng himself is no exception. It is much more comfortable to have a good-looking subordinate by his side, and although this person is not an outlier, but the other party has such an evaluation of Hanzhi, it makes no sense to have a Jianghu The name of the first beauty is ignored.

Lan Jin scratched his head, thinking of Wen Youqin gave him a headache: "She is too crazy, I like calm ones, like you..."

Ziheng gave Lan Jin a cold look.

"...I dare not like it."

Zi Heng's gaze made Lan Jin's skin crawl all over, and that gaze clearly said that if you dare to say a single sentence, you can stay in the river forever.

Lan Jin suddenly felt as if he had just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den, thinking whether it would be better for him to take the opportunity to stay, it was too scary to stay by the palace lord's side.

Han Lu shook her head in disbelief, she dared to tease the palace master, it was really shocking that there are such impatient people in the world. !

Lan Jin quickly changed the subject: "How is Han Zhi doing now? Her young girl formula is the most beautiful I've ever seen."

"Swordsmanship should not just be based on appearance."

Now too many people ignore the moves in pursuit of the gorgeous appearance, this kind of swordsmanship is nothing but sensationalism.

"Her strength is not bad, haven't you guys sparred?"

In this way, Zi Heng remembered something.

Before Han Zhi appeared in Jiuxiao Palace, she had met him, but at that time she was still a disciple of Qiushui Palace and hadn't taken the position of Deputy Palace Master, while Han Zhi was already well-known in the Jianghu.

Not only because of Han Zhi's beautiful face, but also because she is very favored by Feng Du. Feng Du will always wear Han Zhi when he attends various important occasions. Pass.

Ziheng didn't have much impression of Han Zhi, she just met her. In other words, she didn't have much impression of most people. If the other party had no outstanding features, they would not have any value worth remembering.

At that time, Han Zhi, although dazzling, could not catch Zi Heng's eyes.

Six years ago, Ziheng followed Ruan Qiushui to the Qingnvzong. At that time, 16-year-old Han Zhi's Qingnvjue was outstanding, and it was widely circulated in the Jianghu. In people's eyes, the successor who made the Qingnv Jue so superb is nothing more than that, and Ziheng, who lacked interest, slipped away early before the banquet started.

Thinking about it seriously at this moment, it's not that Han Zhi is that bad, it's just that she is too strong.

"The skill is acceptable."

Lan Jin was surprised and said: "This skill is not bad, you and Han Zhi are not a few years older, right? It's very good for her to have such achievements at her age."

"Since you know that this seat is about the same age as her, you should know that this seat is now the lord of the first palace, but she is oppressed by her junior sister, and she is not even allowed to return to her teacher's school in an upright manner. How can you compare with this seat?"

Lan Jin choked, seeing that the status and status of the two were indeed far apart.

and many more--!

"What do you mean by the second half of the sentence?"

Lan Jin has been away from the Central Plains for a long time, so it can be said that she doesn't know anything about recent events, even less than the younger generation who just stepped into the rivers and lakes.

He was very shocked by the second half of Ziheng's sentence.

But Ziheng is not the kind of person who can answer patiently for others, so Lan Jin didn't wait for a response.

Zi Heng's gaze was always on the book, and he ignored Lan Jin, and Lan Jin unexpectedly stopped talking this time.

Very quiet, which is nice.

Seeing that Ziheng ignored her, Lan Jin was about to ask again, but would she be thrown into the river if she spoke again?Now the boat is far away from the shore, and I don't know if I can swim to the shore.

But he really wants to know what's going on in the Jianghu now. He has only been away for a few years, and the Jianghu is really changing rapidly. When he hesitated, Ziheng suddenly raised his head and looked straight ahead.

Seeing Zi Heng's eyes, Han Lu understood, took a step back slowly, raised the knife in his hand, and slapped Lan Jin hard on the back of the neck.

Lan Jin suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back, and then fell unconscious.

The last thought before fainting was: I knew this was the calm before the storm.

Then there was Ziheng's emotionless voice: "Drag on."

Han Lu: "Yes."

After Han Lu dragged Lan Jin into the cabin, a painting boat approached slowly in the distance. On the painting boat stood a young man, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking chic and coquettish.

"Going so fast, I almost couldn't catch up with you."

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