Digression: During the holidays, write more manuscripts in case you are lazy and interrupt the update. Today, I was writing with my cat's tiredness, which was really a great joy in life. Is there anybody? Any response?************************

"Are you always not serious?" Ling Caiwei pushed him away vigorously, and quickly got out of bed to go outside to check the terrain, and by the way, he avoided the scoundrels around him.

But a scoundrel is a scoundrel, and one turned around and stood in front of her.

"You can't get away. Or think about my proposal. ”

"I am the crown princess of the southern kingdom. There are a few of you in the Iron Blood Pavilion who dare to openly oppose the prince of the Southern Kingdom. ”

"The prince has been ill for a long time, but he is weak but has a long life. How about we work together, and I will help you take the prince's life as soon as possible?" he winked at her.

These words were the words of her response to the bad guys in the grove last night in order to protect herself, and he overheard them and used them to make fun of her.

"The crown prince is my future husband, you had better think about your wording. If you send me back to Yindu now, I will definitely ask the prince to reward him well, and maybe I will also take in your Iron Blood Pavilion and be entrusted with important tasks by the imperial court. ”

"Stop. Nan Ronglie had to cut off her words, he was the crown prince, and the Iron Blood Pavilion was his, so of course the conditions offered by Ling Caiwei were not attractive. He had another plan for kidnapping her: "Let's make a deal." ”

Ling Caiwei raised her eyes, waiting for him to continue.

"The iron ball you used to hurt people last night was very powerful, and I need to make a batch. You don't need to give me the recipe, just help me make it. ”

Ling Caiwei was about to refuse, but he immediately came up with a bunch of reasons to gag her: "First, I saved you." Second, you just took my Nine Turns Pill, which is a healing elixir. Third, I will ensure that you will marry into the Prince's Mansion safely in Ancheng, and there will be no one to stop you along the way. What do you think?"

"Do I have the final say?"

He bullied her forward, forcing her to retreat again and again, straight to the corner. Only then did he pull out the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and said word by word: "No, count." ”

"Then I didn't have a choice. She tried to escape her confinement, but he stretched out his arms against the wall to stop her.

"You can choose to be the Lady of the Pavilion Master of the Iron Blood Pavilion. ”

"No matter how thin you are, the cooperation will be canceled. She angrily pushed him away. Before his hand touched his clothes, he deftly dodged it.

"Good. Straight to the point. You list the materials and I'll prepare. You will stay here tonight, and I will send you to Yindu early tomorrow morning to join the family sending party. Your people are already there waiting for you. I'll look for you when the materials are ready. If it's too late today, you-"

"I'm hungry. "After a day and a night of turmoil, she hasn't eaten.

"You come out with me. Nam Rongyeol touched his stomach and walked outside the house. "I'm hungry too. Let's see if the food delivery has arrived. ”

Ling Caiwei followed, and a gust of breeze came in her face. A vast expanse of water comes into view, and a bright moon in the distance seems to jump out of the water, reflecting the sparkling beauty.

"Where is this?" she was a little surprised. In the vast lake, a bamboo house was built. The bamboo house is divided into two floors, the first floor is a pillar close to the water surface, which is for support, and the second floor has more than 20 bamboo houses, connected by a corridor, meandering in the middle of the lake, like an isolated island. As far as the eye can see, there is no waterfront in sight. No wonder Nam Youngyeol wants to take her here. She can't escape even if she has the heart. One doesn't know water, and the other doesn't have a boat, so she can only look at the water and sigh.

"How is my palace?

"It's the best place to keep prisoners. You don't have to be heavily guarded. Ling Caiwei glanced at him mockingly. "Where's the food?"

"That's not coming. He pointed ahead with his hand, and sure enough, a small boat came with the moonlight.

With a pillar of incense, the boat delivering the meal came closer. A twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy leaned out on the boat and respectfully saluted Nan Ronglie and said, "Xiaoxing has seen the pavilion master. I've seen the lady of the pavilion master. ”

Ling Caiwei saw that the child's face was not covered at first sight, her eyes were like torches, her face was delicate, and she was full of wit, like her dead brother, she loved it, who knew that the child called her "Mrs. Pavilion Master" as soon as she spoke, and she immediately wanted to scold people angrily, but she was under the roof and had to learn to restrain her heart. I had to turn around and enter the room with a black face.

Just listen to Nan Ronglietian's shameless laughter outside echoing on the surface of the lake, spreading in her ears like ripples.

The child named Xiaoxing was really clever, and when he saw that she was angry, he never called her wife again, and while serving the two of them to eat, "sister" came and called "sister" to go. It made her heart melt. Gradually, a smile appeared on his face.

Nan Ronglie put down the dishes and chopsticks and took the mouthwash handed over by Xiaoxing, rinsed his mouth, patted Xiaoxing's head, and praised: "It's hard to buy a beauty with a smile." Xiaoxing has good skills, and he actually coaxed the third princess to smile and reward. ”

"Xiaoxing doesn't want to be rewarded, I just hope that I can always follow the pavilion master. Xiaoxing felt kind when she saw the fairy sister for the first time, she was as loving as a sister, and she didn't need to be rewarded to make her sister happy. Xiao Xing raised his eyes and peeked at Ling Caiwei in shame, and his face immediately turned red like an apple.

"Tut-tut. Princess Yishu is charming. Even our little baby is fascinated by you. You should keep your promise quickly, so that I may leave this place, so that I will not be deceived by you. Nam Youngyeol teased her half-truthfully, and stretched his palm up in front of her.

"Don't you just want the recipe and do it in such a big circle. Bring pen and paper. Ling Caiwei put down the dishes and chopsticks and stood in front of the window.

Xiao Xing lit a lantern in the bamboo garden, illuminating the water area and the entire room in front of her, Ling Caiwei stared at the reflection of the lantern's light on the water, and gradually became distracted.

"Sister, pen and paper are ready. The Pavilion Master, please come over. Xiaoxing stood behind her at some point.

"Sister, this cloak is draped, and it's cold outside. He handed her a dark cloak and placed it on her shoulder. She looked back and smiled, "Lead the way." ”

Xiao Xing carried a lantern in front of her, and she followed him around the corridor for two turns to a study, where Nam Rongyeol was sitting waiting for her.

She took off her cloak and handed it to Xiaoxing, seeing that the pen and ink were already on the table.

The situation forced her to do so. I'm sorry Yishu, although the method you taught me is for me to protect myself, but at this moment, I still feel ashamed of you when I hand it over to others. I hope you don't blame me when you learn in the future.

She silently read it to herself, then sat down and wrote earnestly.

Nam Rongyeol stood behind her, speechless.

The night is as cool as water.

After Ling Caiwei handed over the ingredients needed for the recipe to Nan Ronglie, he disappeared without a trace. Xiaoxing took her back to her room, settled her to sleep and left.

But where could she sleep?

The events of the past two days are vivid, the road ahead, the safety of Lime and Green Mo, although the family sending team is out of danger, but she will not have time to learn more news, I don't know if the prince of the southern kingdom is on the way to come, and whether the other princes will be ambushed on the road, her life and death on the road to peace are uncertain. I don't know if the Iron Blood Pavilion is friend or foe at the moment, what is the use of so many iron balls in that Pavilion. All of these things gave her a headache to think about.

When she tossed and turned, suddenly a melodious flute sounded, the tune was light and urgent, like a song and a complaint, and the style of the song was like a love song in the south.

Her memory drifted to her nine years old with this song, and she seemed to see the boy under the tree smiling and waving to her, the breeze blowing, and the begonia petals fell into his arms, just like a girl's ignorant heart.