But after going to Fengqi, he lost Hui'er. After coming back, he never saw anyone again. Shi Sheng had wanted to ask her for a long time, but he didn't dare, for fear that he would hear bad news.

Seeing him anxious, Jiuyin knew that she had bet the right treasure this time. She raised her eyebrows and smiled and said, "If you take me to the street, just walk around, I will tell you where Huier is."

"no……"

"Don't you want to see her? If I don't tell you, I can guarantee that you will never find her in your life." She threatened.

"No……"

"Okay, let her die outside, I won't care." She turned around and returned to the bedroom.

With a "swoosh", Shi Sheng's tall figure instantly blocked her.

He held his big palm tightly, and his face was covered in sweat, but he could do nothing.

Until he saw Prince Yi coming out of the study from the corner of his eyes, he ran straight to him, not knowing what he said to him.

Prince Yi seemed not interested in anything, but just hummed coldly, waved his hand and turned around and left.

Shi Sheng didn't know what he meant, and Jiuyin in the distance didn't know what it was. Fortunately, Qingyi glanced at Shi Sheng a few times and told him: "The prince means to only take her around and come back before dark, otherwise, you will only ask."

"I know." Shi Sheng was excited when he heard this, and hurriedly returned to Jiuyin, unable to hide the smile on his lips: "I'll take you out, I'll take you around, we'll come back before nightfall, you... tell me where Huier is."

"When did I say I want to tell you where Huier is?" Jiuyin glanced at him and walked out the door.

Since Feng Chenye agreed, what does it matter whether Shi Sheng agreed or not?

Shi Sheng opened his round eyes widened and had not been able to recover from the shock for a long time. When he came back to his senses, Jiuyin had already stepped out of the Chenfeng Pavilion and rushed to the gate of the palace.

Shi Sheng hurriedly chased him, and along the way he could hear his begging: "Princess, Princess Jin... No, no, Prince Yi's Mansion, no, girl, Miss Jiuyin, you are good, tell me where Huier is, is she in danger now? What exactly is she doing?"

Not long after, Jiuyin's impatient voice sounded again: "Who said Hui'er was in danger? She is very good now. Don't offend me. If you offend me, I will not be able to find her in your life."

"Then tell me where she is? Is she doing well? Is anyone bullying her?"

"I will tell you after I come back..."

The sound went further and further until it was no longer heard.

The person standing on the treetops lowered his eyes and looked at the two figures that merged into the crowd outside the door, his eyes gradually dimmed.

The dead woman actually sent Zhan Qingcheng back in this way!

What a bad thing to do, he actually joked about his mother's ashes. What if the guy Zhan Qingcheng had an accident on the way and lost his mother's ashes, what kind of face would he have to face their common mother under the scent of the springs?

His big palm became tighter and tighter until he could no longer see the figures of the two of them. He fell back to the ground with the breeze and turned back to the study room.

That bastard, it would be better not to fall into his hands again. If it falls into his hands, he will tie up the person and throw him hundreds of whips!

Even if that woman is ignorant, he dares to make such a big joke on him. He is really... he is so angry!

Damn it!

With a "bang", a palm fell on the desk. The desk collapsed with a bang, and the documents on the desk flew everywhere.

Qingyi, who was standing behind him, was startled, walked over quickly and said anxiously: "Prince, since... since that is also the general's mother..."

"Shut up!"

If you want to worship his mother, don’t you know if you go back to Prince Yi’s Mansion to burn incense? Now that you have brought all your ashes back to Xichu, will this guy be determined not to go back to Dongchu again in the future?

Damn it, it is clearly the prince of Dong Chu, and he actually dares to hide in Western Chu!

"Send me more people and find him if you dig three feet into the ground!"

...

The sound of footsteps scared the woman in the room and became nervous. Fortunately, the little girl passed by in the depths of the corridor and left in a blink of an eye.

Is she doing too much trouble, so she is always suspicious?

After putting away the design drawings and carefully put them aside, she accidentally glanced at the man in white sitting aside from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that he was concentrating and closing his eyes as if he was practicing martial arts, she was slightly stunned and asked unconsciously: "Are you going to stay here for three days to recover from the wound?"

Wearing white clothes and beautify like flowers, how many men can have this look in the world? It’s a pity that beauty is just as beautiful as it is, but it’s too cold.

Seeing that he ignored him, Ling Xi let out a sigh of relief, his eyes returned to the table, pulled out a piece of white paper, held the carbon pen tightly, and prepared to design the second set.

But he didn't want Zhan Qingcheng to suddenly responded lightly: "Yes."

She paused her fingertips and looked up at him unconsciously.

He was still closing his eyes and concentrating on his exercises.

She shook her head and said warmly: "I also understand medical principles, maybe I can take your pulse for you."

Of course, she just kindly suggested, after all, he had rejected herself, and if he refused again, she would not ask.

Unexpectedly, when she had given up, Zhan Qingcheng opened his deep eyes and looked at her: "Are you a doctor?"

"It's not considered so, I just learned some."

"My pipa bone has been locked for a year, and it was just untied yesterday." Zhan Qingcheng looked at her, and the defense in his eyes faded a little more than yesterday.

Ling Xi knew that he was finally willing to believe in himself. If she wanted to betray him, how could he spend this quiet last night here?

But whether he believed it or not, she just hoped that he could leave sooner.

It would be better to send this great god away than to return to her busy and fulfilling life. She still has a lot to do and doesn’t have much time to waste on irrelevant things.

However, after hearing that the pipa bone was locked for a year, she couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him: "Is it the Fourth Prince locked it?"

Zhan Qingcheng didn't say anything, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at her: "Can you help me open the locked hole as soon as possible?"

The bone-transparent nails on the pipa bone were removed, but the large acupoints sealed by internal force were still not untied, and they still had to use their skills to break through.

It’s not that he can’t get through them, it just takes time.

His brothers are still lurking everywhere in the imperial city, waiting for his recovery. If he can recover one day, the brothers will be less dangerous.

"I can try." But after he finished speaking, Ling Xi shook his head again, "You have too deep skills, I don't think I can help you."

Zhan Qingcheng didn't make things difficult for her. He could see through this woman's internal skills at a glance. It was really unlikely that she would help him untie the acupoint.

No matter what, she took him in, which was already a big help.

He closed his eyes and continued to use his energy to heal his wounds and stopped talking, so he used the attempt to break open the acupoints on his body as soon as possible.

Ling Xi sat back to the desk, and just picked up the pen, he couldn't help but look up at him.

He was locked by the Fourth Prince for a year, but his charm and temperament were not damaged at all. He was still so elegant that he did not look like a prisoner who had been locked for so long.

When she was in Xingyue City, she was imprisoned by the Chen King's people. Not to mention a year, such days had made her anxious and almost crazy in just a few days.

If she had been imprisoned for a year, she would not know what she would become when she came out.

Even if fortune telling is still there, your body will definitely be worse than before, let alone your appearance.

But after looking at Zhan Qingcheng, he didn't feel that there were any signs of being imprisoned for so long. Things didn't look as simple as they seemed on the surface.

Perhaps feeling that she was looking at her, Zhan Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes and stared at her: "Aren't you very busy?"

Ling Xi was slightly stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. He wanted to take his sight back, but he couldn't help but be curious and still stared at him and asked, "I heard that you have never suffered a defeat in your life."

"Didn't I lose completely this time?" When talking about his defeat, Zhan Qingcheng had no expression of loss or displeasure on his face, just as he was talking about others, indifferent and calm.

She blinked, with a hint of curiosity: "I heard you would lose to the Fourth Prince because of a woman?"

Zhan Qingcheng tightened his palm, and he unnaturally staggered his eyes and did not speak.

Judging from his expression, Ling Xi knew that he had guessed his thoughts.

There is an important woman hidden in this man's heart.

She smiled slightly, took her gaze back to the drawing paper on the desktop, and said casually: "If you lose for love, you will lose. There is nothing that will only make more women admire you."

"I don't need other people's admiration." Perhaps because she saved herself, he was willing to say so many meaningless things to her.

But when she heard about this, a beautiful face like her flashed in her mind unconsciously...

His eyes were a little confused. Although there was not much expression on his face, there was an unspeakable bitterness in his eyes.

His beautiful thin lips moved slightly, and he suddenly said, "She has a stunning face like you."

Ling Xi paused his fingers and looked up at him. His eyes fell in an unknown corner, as if recalling something. The loneliness made her heart unconsciously tighten: "Where is she now?"

Zhan Qingcheng still held his palm tightly, and suddenly stood up and headed behind the screen.

Ling Xi stopped asking, she knew that she had touched the pain deep in his heart, and that his beloved woman was either no longer alive or married as a woman.

Her eyes fell back to the drawing paper, but what was reflected on the drawing paper was Zhan Qingcheng's eyes covered with pain.

That was a pair of eyes that only a man immersed in love would have, but it was a pity...

She looked up at the front unconsciously, and the back she saw last night flashed in her mind, Feng Chenye, the fourth prince of the Eastern Chu Dynasty.

Although she had not been able to see his face clearly, just looking at his back, he could see that his charm and temperament were completely comparable to the war god in front of her.

Even compared with Chu Han and others, there is not necessarily anything inferior.

Never thought that there were so many outstanding men in this world, which was simply unimaginable in the era when she was originally living.
Chapter completed!