"This..." Zhu Bihu looked embarrassed.

Li Chengkong's words also make a lot of sense.

It's so far away, even if you want to take care of it, you can't. Once something happens to Feixue Sect, how can Zhao Ru feel about it?

But, she can't just think about this.

As the leader of Feixue Sect, you still have to think about the face of Feixue Sect and Zhao Ru.

If we really move here, wouldn’t we be completely protected by the Southern Palace? Wouldn’t we be dragged down by the Southern Palace?

What status does Zhao Ru have in the Nanwang Mansion?

Feixue Sect is so weak that Zhao Ru will inevitably be looked down upon.

Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Is the sect leader concerned about his face?"

"...Yes." Zhu Bihu didn't expect Li Chengkong to point it out and sighed helplessly: "You can't be shameless and always be protected by the royal palace."

Li Chengkong shook his head: "The sect leader's words are wrong, they completely reversed the cause and effect."

"Um--?"

"Feixue Sect is neither strong nor weak. If it is usually enough to protect itself, but now it is implicated by our royal family. Only the opponents of the royal family want to deal with Feixue Sect and put Feixue Sect in a dangerous situation."

"..." Zhu Bihu was speechless.

This is indeed true.

Feixue Sect has only one opponent, Dongyanfeng, and the two families are fighting each other. In fact, it is a battle between brother Yan Jiang, and there is no life-and-death hatred.

Once there is a foreign enemy, the two sects will take action together, one openly and one secretly, and have been safe and stable for hundreds of years.

Now that Zhao Ru suddenly wants to marry into the Southern Prince's Mansion, she has attracted a stronger enemy, a great enemy that Feixue Sect is unable to deal with.

"The world knows the bright eyes and the bright heart, and knows this situation." Dugu Shuming smiled and said, "The Sect Master does not need to worry too much."

Li Chengkong said: "In fact, if they don't move here, will they not scold Feixue Sect for climbing high branches? It is inevitable that it is because of jealousy."

Zhu Bihu to see him.

Unexpectedly, he told the truth.

Li Chengkong smiled and said, "Slander is inevitable, so why should the sect leader care so much? If I care so much about the outside world's comments, the Southern Prince's Mansion will have long collapsed."

"...Okay!" Zhu Bihu nodded slowly.

Li Chengkong picked up the wine glass and smiled, "The Sect Master is wise."

Zhu Bihu shook his head: "Thank you, Prince."

"Hey, don't thank me, these are all Xian'er's ideas." Li Chengkong waved his hand and smiled.

"The little prince is intent." Zhu Bihu is sure.

The little prince is indeed very good to Ru'er. It is rare to have a lover, and Ru'er's luck is really good enough.

She couldn't help but think of herself and sighed inexplicably.

Dugu Shuming glanced at Li Chengkong and laughed secretly.

Xian'er didn't ask for these things. These were all his ideas, but he wanted to put them on Xian'er.

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The Nanwang Mansion is a habit of taking the Nancheng side of Zhennan City. The engagement banquet is not too complicated. First, they exchanged birthday cards, and then the man gave the engagement gift. The woman accepted it and then was considered an engagement banquet.

What remains is the day when the parents of the two sides discuss the wedding.

The Nanwang Mansion held a banquet, and invited 99 highly respected and outstanding figures in the city, plus Li Chunshan and the Feixue Sect's people.

The ninety-nine people invited were curious about Zhao Ru, wanting to know what kind of person could lock the little prince's heart.

Zhao Ru is beautiful and charming, yet cool. When she comes to worship them, she is generous and neat, making them feel good.

Guan Dugu Xian looked at her and everyone shook their heads secretly. Although Zhao Ru was not beautiful enough, it was enough to be able to fascinate Dugu Xian. The word "love" was originally confusing and could not be rationally explained.

After the engagement banquet, most of the Feixue Sect and his group stayed, and two of the four elders stayed, following the people from the royal palace to find a suitable place for the establishment of the sect.

The rest of the people who followed Zhu Bihu back to the sect and prepared to move the sect. Everything was complicated and could not be moved in a short while.

"Master, are you really going to move here?" Zhao Ru went back with Zhu Bihu, and the two walked in the front, while the rest walked behind.

We have already attended the engagement banquet, so everyone is no longer in a hurry. We are slowly rushing to enjoy the scenery along the way while walking.

In the southern border, the road is flat and wide. A mile away is a small pavilion for resting place, and a well next to the pavilion can obtain water.

"Well, you can rest assured if you move here."

"But..." Zhao Ru frowned.

"Are you worried that someone would scold us Feixue Sect?"

"Inevitably."

"Forget it, just scold me, it's better than being worried all day long." Zhu Bihu sighed.

Zhao Ru smiled: "I wish I could do this, because I didn't mention it, I just felt that Master, you won't agree."

She knew that her master was arrogant and would never receive favors easily, let alone that this move was suspected of being ugly.

"The prince personally told me about it. Wouldn't I be ignorant if I don't agree?"

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Ruyanran smiled.

Zhu Bihu shook his head: "I don't know if this step is right or not, it will inevitably make you feel wronged."

"Master," Zhao Ru smiled and said, "It's really not going well. At worst, we can go back and forth wherever we go, don't worry."

"It's best if you think so." Zhu Bihu nodded slightly.

Dugu Xian is affectionate to Zhao Ru, but a man’s heart is changeable. Today, he will be filled with oil, and tomorrow he may turn against him.

Once the Feixue Sect moves over, I am afraid that Zhao Ru will be more tolerant and live a depressed life for the Feixue Sect.

Zhao Ru and Zhu Bihu's faces changed at the same time. They looked at each other and shouted in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

They had left Zhennan City for more than two hundred miles. At this time, there were almost no people on the road, only them.

Zhao Ru and Zhu Bihu both felt the murderous intent, and there was an ambush.

"Hehe..." Amid the chuckle, a handsome middle-aged man floated out of the woods and fell to the center of the avenue.

He was slender and clasped his fists and said, "I have met Miss Zhao and Sect Master Zhu."

"Who is your Excellency?"

"I'll keep it a secret."

"What's the point?"

"I beg for something, and I hope the sect leader will be proud of his actions and make the best."

"What?"

"The little prince's birthday and horoscope." Junyi middle-aged man smiled and said, "I guess the sect leader will hold it?"

"No." Zhu Bihu shook his head: "It's useless to stay in the Nanwang Mansion, we can hold that thing, it's just a formality."

"Haha..." Junyi laughed and said, "Why do you have to lie to the Sect Master Zhu? The little prince's birthday and horoscope is the basic certificate for getting engaged with Miss Zhao. How could it be left in the royal palace?"

"What do you want the little prince's birthday to do?" Zhu Bihu said lightly: "You want to do something sneaky?"

"It's okay to tell Master Zhu." Junyi-chung pointed his head lightly: "There is a secret technique below that can find his master based on his birth date and horoscope."

"You want to ambush the little prince?"

"Haha..." Junyi middle-aged smiled: "Since we dare to ambush the little prince, how dare we kill Feixue Sect?"

His smile makes people feel like spring breeze, but his words are like cold wind.

"You are really brave when you go against the Nanwang Mansion." Zhu Bihu said lightly: "Aren't you afraid of revenge from the Nanwang Mansion when you kill me? "

"Haha..." Junyi's middle-aged laughed.

Zhu Bihu stared at him coldly.

Zhao Ru frowned and shook her head: "Do you want to die together? Even if you die, you will drag the little prince?"

"It's worthy of being the little princess." Junyi stopped laughing and said lazily: "Why do you have to be as familiar with me as a dead person? I'll hand over the little prince's birth date."

"What kind of grudge do you have with the little prince?" Zhao Ru said.

"Of course it's a big revenge of life and death."

"Okay, that's it for you." Zhao Ru took out a Sikkim post from her arms and threw it lightly.

"Ru'er!" Zhu Bihu shouted lightly.

Zhao Ru smiled.

The handsome middle-aged man flashed in surprise, and he slowly flicked his sleeves.

The post stopped in the air.
Chapter completed!