The scorpion propped up the small wooden boat, smelled the pleasant aroma all the way, and walked through the pile of lotus leaves, and soon reached the broken bridge of the small wooden house. On the broken bridge, the scorpion bolted the wooden boat next to the broken bridge, pushed open the fence, walked into the courtyard, and looked up to see a wooden plaque hanging on a wooden house in the middle, which was clearly engraved with the four big characters of "Qingfeng Yaju", the font was graceful, revealing a softness, an elegance, and a tranquility. The scorpion walked over to a larger wooden house in the middle, the door of which was unlocked, and opened with a slight push. The decoration inside is very simple, except for a bookcase full of books, there is a low mahogany square table on the tatami by the window, only two futons are placed on the side of the table, placed face to face, and a set of delicate and quaint, but looks like a valuable purple sand tea set is placed on the table.

"It seems that the owner of this house is not a hospitable person!" The scorpion couldn't help sighing, and then sat on the futon next to the table and looked out of the house, the lotus leaves were infinitely green, and the lotus flowers were different red in the sunset, and those lotus leaves and lotus flowers looked particularly charming and moving under the reflection of the sunset. The scorpion opened the teapot on the table, there was still half a pot of tea in the teapot, some warm, smelled it gently, a breathtaking fragrance came to the face, the scorpion couldn't help but sigh again, "However, this master is indeed a person who can enjoy it extremely!" ”

Got up, walked out of the house, and came to a small wooden house on the left, which was also made of wood, and gave a very warm feeling, which was also unlocked, and the scorpion pushed the door in, and was startled, and there were portraits of the same woman hanging all over the walls of the room, and some of them covered their mouths and chuckled; There are those who hold swords and glare angrily; There are pear blossoms with tears, which are lovable and pitiful; There are one-handed hips, bold smiles, and all kinds of voices and smiles. As the scorpion walked towards the house, he looked at the vivid portraits one by one, and always felt that the woman in the painting was somewhat familiar.

This room looks simpler than the big room just now, in addition to a bed, there is only a table by the window, and there is a painting on the table with ink that has not dried, the scorpion stepped forward to see, it was the woman again, she carefully picked up the portrait, looked at it carefully, the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became, and suddenly a spiritual light flashed in her mind, "Miss Wan Attic, Bai Shuang'er?" The scorpion couldn't help but be taken aback, and its mouth opened wide for a long time and didn't close.

"Who are you? Why here! Just when the scorpion was surprised that he had not yet returned to his soul, suddenly a magnetic male voice sounded behind him. The scorpion was nervous, his hands and feet were at a loss, his hands were released, and he turned around, only to see the portrait fall from the scorpion's hand.

At the moment when the painting was about to hit the ground, the man rushed to the scorpion like a gust of wind, caught the painting at once, and carefully put the painting back on the table like a treasure.

"That's amazing!" The scorpion was stunned again, although he felt that this person's strength was at the same level as Nangong Yu at the beginning of the Heavenly Dao, but with that hand just now, it was obviously above Nangong Yu. This is a master to mess with, no, this is definitely a master not to be messed with! At this time, the scorpion had only one thought in his heart. So, she quickly stabilized her mind, blessed her body, gave the man a salute, and said respectfully: "The slave maid is the maid in the courtyard of the third son, because she entered the mansion not long ago, she was not familiar with the road in the house, and she got lost, so she came here, and I hope the prince will forgive me!"

Hearing the scorpion's words, the man stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the scorpion. At this time, the scorpion also saw the man's appearance clearly, the man was wearing a pure white robe, a black green silk, with a wooden hairpin casually tied behind his head, his face was handsome, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Nangong Yu, but there were more vicissitudes and haggard than Nangong Yu, and less cold and deep. On the whole, the fairy wind is bone-lining, and it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

After the man looked the scorpion up and down, he said lightly: "You hold the boat back to the shore, there are two maids on the shore, one of them will take you back to the Third Prince's Courtyard!"

The scorpion didn't expect the son in front of him to be so easy to speak, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately saluted again and said, "I know, thank you, childe!" Then, as if the soles of his feet were oiled, he quickly left the room, and said in his heart, hurry away, as if this man was not a good talker, and if he changed his mind, he was really not his opponent.

When the scorpion was about to reach the shore of the lake with a small wooden boat, he heard the faint voice of the young man: "Xiaoyan, you send that girl to the third prince's courtyard!"

The voice was not loud but extremely clear, and it felt like the man was beside him, but the scorpion turned his head and saw a black dot in the cabin in the middle of the lake thousands of kilometers away, and he felt that the man didn't even look up. "Could it be that this is the sound of thousands of miles under the deep internal force?" The scorpion couldn't help but be extremely curious.

When he came to the shore, the scorpion saw a woman with a delicate face dressed in the same costume as his own, waiting for him on the broken bridge.

"You're a little smoke?" The scorpion asked casually when he came ashore.

"Yes, girl. The slave maid was ordered by the eldest prince to send the girl to the third prince's courtyard, can the girl leave now?" The little smoke said very respectfully.

"Little smoke girl doesn't need to be polite, I am a maid like you, and my identity is the same!" The scorpion pointed to his clothes with a smile on his face, and then asked, "By the way, you just said that the eldest prince, the owner of the wooden house is the eldest prince of the Nangong family?"

"Yes, this is the Grand Prince's Courtyard." After Xiaoyan replied lightly, he didn't continue.

So, the two of them walked towards the Sangongzi Courtyard with a tacit understanding.

"By the way, are all the paintings in the cabin just now painted by your eldest son? The woman in the painting is so beautiful, what is the relationship between her and your eldest son, does she often come to your eldest son's courtyard as a guest? There are only two futons in that wooden house, isn't it not often that people come?" Seeing that Xiaoyan was still easy-going, the scorpion asked like a curious baby while following Xiaoyan.

Unexpectedly, Na Xiaoyan didn't answer his question, but just turned to look at the scorpion with a stern face, and warned: "That wooden house is the forbidden place of the Grand Prince's Courtyard. The most intolerable thing in this Nangong family is curiosity, your curiosity is so heavy, sooner or later you will invite death, not everyone in the Nangong family is as easy-going and kind as the eldest prince! ”

When Xiaoyan said this, the scorpion couldn't continue to ask, so he had to obediently close his mouth. The two were speechless all the way and returned to the Third Prince's Courtyard. Politely said goodbye to Xiaoyan, the scorpion returned to the room alone, lying on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, his mind was full of questions one after another, the key these questions are related to the eldest lady of Wan Attic, that is, related to himself, after thinking about it, he still decided to find out, but now that it is dark, it seems a little inconvenient to find the third son, if you ask Mother Li's gang, they may not know, even if they know, they may not tell themselves, and finally the scorpion decided to find Mrs. Ning, It seems that Mrs. Ning has been in Nangong's house for a long time, so she should know something. Thinking of it, it is the scorpion's usual style to do it immediately, so she got up with a grunt, quickly got dressed again, and walked towards Mrs. Ning's room with the palace lamp.

The scorpion came to the door of Mrs. Ning's room, gently knocked on the door twice, and heard Mrs. Ning's crisp and familiar voice: "Who?"

"It's a slave, Lan Qi'er. The slave maid wants to ask Madame for something, Madame is convenient?" The scorpion said respectfully.

"It's convenient, it's Sister Xie'er, what's inconvenient," Mrs. Ning said as she walked neatly to open the door for the scorpion.

The scorpion walked into Mrs. Ning's room and saw a palace lamp on the table, and an open book was placed next to the palace lamp, and couldn't help but say a little embarrassed: "It's affecting Mrs. Ning's reading!"

"Hey! It's nothing, it's just that I can't sleep and look at the combat skills that I didn't understand before. My sister has time to talk to me, and I can't ask for it! Mrs. Ning immediately blew out the palace lamp on the table, closed the book, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and said enthusiastically, "Sister Xie'er, please sit down, I don't know what is the matter with my sister looking for my sister so late?"

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