Looking at the subordinate who led the way in front of him, Ming Yulong asked as if unintentionally: "This little brother, is the Sword Training Pavilion here the place where Lord Wanzhuang practices swords on weekdays?" Why does it look like there is no one now? ”

In response to this question, the servant replied respectfully: "This lady, this Sword Training Pavilion is indeed a place where our owner practices swords, but our owner doesn't like to be disturbed, so there is no one." Recently, however, the owner has added some more men to guard not far away. Speaking of which, this is also a forbidden place in the village. ”

"Oh, have there been more people guarding it lately? It seems that the owner of Wan Zhuang really doesn't like to be disturbed. Ming Yulong said as if he understood, and then handed a meaningful look to Rong Yi.

Before, there were still two people guarding it, but now there are more people, and it seems that there is a new situation in the underground sword kiln.

Rong Yi's eyes were also slightly gloomy, and the moment she looked at Ming Yulong, looking at the cunning in her eyes, she already knew what she was thinking.

And the matter that Wan Zhuang Lord urgently needed to deal with seemed to be quite tricky, and after leaving in a hurry at noon, he did not appear in front of Ming Yulong and Rong Yi until the evening.

Fortunately, Uncle Rong and Aunt Ming didn't come to marry their niece, and he didn't come just to do things.

At night, Wanren Mountain Villa slowly quieted down as the night deepened, the starry sky was cloudy, the moon was dark, and it was the night when the wind was high and good things were done.

Rong Yi, who was dressed in a thick purple shirt, looked through the half-open window and looked at the two little maids who were passing by the courtyard, and while calculating the time when they walked away, he asked Ming Yulong, who was dressed in a night suit next to him: "Madam, I didn't see you bring anything for my husband today, where did you get this night suit?" ”

In the faint yellow candlelight, Ming Yulong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I'm taking precautions, and what is prepared by the girl's family, why do you pay so much attention to Rong Shizi, a big man." ”

Hearing this, Rong Yi smiled, the candlelight reflected in his eyes, and when he looked at his thin lips moving slightly as if he was about to say something, Ming Yulong was already one step ahead of him and said, "Do you want to say anything meaty?" ”

Hey, the careful thinking was seen by Long'er.

"Madam, you already know your husband's mind so well, and you are very happy to be a husband."

Listening to Rong Yi's unabashedly words, Ming Yulong couldn't help but sigh, sometimes she really missed the elegant and cold Rong belly black who seemed to be untouched by the world at the beginning.

It's true that the longer she stays with him, the more she finds that this big-bellied black man is a scoundrel to her, "I haven't said I want to marry you yet, you have always taken advantage of me like this, so that my father and brother will be said to be rude after being released." ”

In this regard, Rong Yi said with a deep smile: "Maybe the prince and the prince will be happy to marry you to me then." ”

This guy, how can he be so self-confident.

Ming Yulong simply didn't hear it, and at this time, after watching the two little maids at the entrance of the courtyard walk away, when even and Rong Yi quickly and lightly turned out of the courtyard, the two figures that melted into the night swept towards the Sword Training Pavilion.

Yes, in order to clear the charge of the Ming prince's private coin-minting, so that the people of the Ming Palace's mansion can be released, they will visit the underground sword kiln in the Sword Pavilion's night tonight.

Wanren Villa is not big or small, but it is difficult to help Rong Yi and Ming Yulong, who have long kept the terrain of Wanren Villa in mind