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Yao Sisi was not mistaken. Her heart jumped in excitement as she rushed to the side of the Primrose Primrose and blew on its eyes.

"Hehe, a misunderstanding, a definitely a misunderstanding. I'll just blow for you, just blow for you."

No matter how angry he was, it was all because of Yao Sisi using her little hand to rub it, blowing it away without leaving a trace. He also felt a sense of happiness.

Speaking of this day.

Monk Tang and his disciples came to a high mountain. The mountain was very steep, with overlapping peaks and rocks.

Monk Tang and his disciples were in the Wan-Zi Mountain's Bo Yue Cave, a thousand-year-old White Bone Spirit Corpse. After walking for a day, Monk Tang felt hungry and told Sun Wukong to find something to eat.

Wu Kong jumped up into the clouds and looked around. He saw some ripe pecans in the southern mountains, so he had to pick some to satisfy his master's hunger.

At this point, Yao Sisi took a sip of water and knocked on the Shocking Wood. "Please listen to the report on how you're going to deal with future events."

One by one, they all took out another copper coin from their bosom and threw it into the wooden basin in front of Yao Sisi. Several dozen bandits finished giving out their money and looked eagerly at Yao Sisi, saying, "Madam, we've already paid for it. Please tell us more."

Yao Sisi trembled as she held the wooden basin in front of her. She reckoned that today's profit would be much higher than the previous day's. She put down the wooden basin and said happily, "Alright, then I'll go on to the last part."

"Alright, hurry up and tell me!"

"Everyone can't wait."

"Calm down, everyone.

Sun Wukong had no place to complain because of his grievance. Seeing that Tang Zeng was adamant on his own actions, Sun Wukong put up a fighting cloud and left for the south … "

Night fell. The capital's Fourth Prince's Estate.

Back garden, green, plastered wooden frame and column decorations, pavilion pavilion.

Zuo Rulan stood at the ninth palace, her right hand holding a sword. Her two feet changed to match with this sword move. The faint white light of the blade reflected the moonlight.

The sword was like a spirit serpent. Each and every move was extremely well-placed, without the slightest flaw.

"Clap clap!"

"Prince, please take a rest!"

Meng Qinglian walked over and handed a towel to Zuo Lifan, "Chenqie has ordered maidservant Youlan to prepare some watermelon. It's great to cool the summer heat. Prince, you're tired from practicing the sword, eat some!"

Zuo Ruping drew her sword and put it back into its scabbard.

He walked over and sat down. He wiped the sweat off his face with a towel and said with respect, "Thanks for your trouble. I heard you weren't feeling very well. Why did you come out today?"

"Your highness, chenqie is fine. The imperial physician said that it wouldn't be good to stay in the room, so chenqie came out to walk around. When she saw that Your highness was practicing her swordsmanship, she couldn't help but come over."

There was a strange expression in his bright eyes as he stared at him, whether it was a joy close to relief or a helpless sadness.

Zuo Ruping quickly avoided his gaze and took a bite out of a watermelon. "Yes, it's really cool. Green Lotus, you eat too!"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to Meng Qinglian.

Meng Qinglian took the watermelon and smiled at Zuo Ruping. She didn't say anything else but lowered her head to eat the watermelon. For a time, the two of them sat in silence.

Meng Qinglian was already used to this kind of awkwardness, and was used to not seeing her in the eyes of Zuo Lifan.

In the time it takes to make a cup of tea, Zuo Rulan had finished eating the watermelon in her hand, and she took the handkerchief from You Lan and wiped her hands. In the time it takes to make a cup of tea, Zuo Rulan had finished eating the watermelon in Zuo Rulan's hand, and she took the handkerchief from You Lan and wiped her hands.

After returning to the study room, Zuo Lifan threw away the sword in his hand and elegantly sat on the Eight Immortals' bench with his robe lifted as he drank by himself.

A shadow flashed past, and the door to the study was pushed open. A little person was standing at the doorway, unable to contain his joy.

"Mistress, the wangfei has some news."

"What? There's news? Where is it?"

Zuo Hongfan suddenly stood up. His teacup had been tilted to the side, and tea was dripping down from the corner of the table.

"Princess," said Bea, "Princess is at the Qingfeng Ridge outside the city of Rose."

"How did you find out?"

Zuo Rulan Fan calmed down. He had been searching for her for so long and had not been able to find any trace of her. Now that he received news of her, he could not believe it was real and was eager to know what was going on.

"Half a month ago, the Fire Guard of the Ice Pavilion suddenly carried an ice coffin out of the city overnight. This subordinate found it very strange, so he sent someone to follow them all the way to the Clear Wind Ridge outside the Rose City. He wanted to bury the ice coffin on the mountainside of the Clear Wind Ridge.

"Why is she here? What does this have to do with Dark Jade Flowing Light? "

He could not understand why Yao Sisi was in the Clear Wind Ridge. He was not interested in who the person in the ice coffin was, but he felt that Mo Yuxian's motive was outrageous.

The look of joy changed to one of panic.

Bi naturally didn't know what Zuo Ruping was thinking, so she continued, "After some investigation, I found out that the girl in the ice coffin was Young Master Mo Yu's most beloved Meng Zhen'er. As for why Princess Wang Fei appeared here, I'm not sure.

"Alright, alright. Sisi, wait for me."

He threw the sword to the side and turned back to speak to Bi Yu, "I have full authority over the matters concerning the Mansion of the Duke."

With that, he strode out of the manor.

Bi Bi laughed as she shouted to Zuo Ruping, who had already walked far away, "My prince, your subordinate has already prepared a horse for you. It's just outside the manor."

Zuo Rulan Fan did not stop, and said without turning his head, "Well done! Just give some instructions to the side concubine tomorrow before you rush over!"

"Yes, Mistress."

Bi Bi replied happily. When she raised her head again, there was no trace of Zuo Rulan Fan. She looked in the direction of the palace and muttered to herself, "My prince, you will definitely bring back the wangfei."

After staring blankly for a while, Bi Lun turned around and returned to his study room to pack up. Then, he returned to his own room.

At the corner of the dark corner, there was a jade-green smoking gown, a skirt full of flowers, mist and grass. She was wearing a thin, jade-green smoking gown. Her shoulders seemed to have been cut into the size of a waist, and her muscles seemed to be thin like an orchid.

Meng Qinglian, who was so flirtatious that she had lost all her bones, looked in the direction Zuo Rulan Fan had left with disappointment. She slowly squatted down along the wall, knowing that there would be news of Yao Sisi one day.

She knew that she would never be able to take Yao Sisi's place in Zuo Rulan's heart, even in this life or in this life, but why did other people have to tell her about her departure? If it weren't for the faint uneasiness in her heart, which sent You Lan away, she might have thought that on the morning of the next day, she would still be able to see him practicing martial arts in the courtyard and prepare fruit for him in the evening. Even if she didn't have anything to say, she wanted a luxurious prayer to see him for a moment longer.

The imperial doctor said that she didn't have many months left to live. She didn't even mention this matter to You Lan, she only wanted her final life to silently look at him and stay by his side. It was a pity, a pity that the heavens did not obey her wishes.

Tears came into her mouth, not salty, but a bitterness too bitter to swallow.

The dewdrops soaked her long pendulum, looking at the moon in the sky, cool and cold.