At noon that day, a burst of colored bells suddenly sounded in the Hongmei Pavilion, accompanied by soft whispers, and those chirping girls left suddenly, and the building was empty.

Hongmei Pavilion originally belonged to heaven and earth, and recently lived in Kyoto, and although it was normal to leave suddenly, it inevitably caused some discomfort.

But the disappearance of the Red Plum Pavilion seems to indicate something.

The dark clouds piled up, and the black pressure on the horizon seemed to have not dispersed for a long time.

Tie the black hair to the back of the head and tie it into a barely visible bun. Putting on a tight-fitting night suit and covering it, Ye Qinzhu lay on the branch outside the prince's mansion and observed the situation of the prince's mansion according to the map.

The secret room of the study and the secret passage at the bottom of the pool, the incense is worthy of being the master of the Red Plum Pavilion, and it is intimately marked out.

It is said that the pavilion master of the Red Plum Pavilion is capricious, occasionally giving grace and occasionally punishing, it seems that Ye Qinzhu is lucky, and she bumped into her when she was in a good mood.

Ye Qinzhu flicked his ear, summoned the Yinglan fish, and began to gnaw at the enchantment of the Prince's Mansion.

As soon as the Yinglan fish came into contact with the enchantment, someone immediately noticed. Before the barrier could be opened, the spirit master who came to seek the wind surrounded the Yinglan fish.

Yinglan Yu Xiaoying opened her mouth and took a handful of spiritual power at the group of people. Those people had never seen the Yinglan fish, and they were in a mess for a while.

Xiao Ying screamed happily, shaking her head and tail around, while constantly tearing at the spiritual power of the enchantment.

"Catch it!" Seeing that the barrier was gradually thinning, the guards led by him shouted an order, and the people around them pounced on the Yinglan fish.

Xiao Ying shook her head, and her body suddenly shrank, turning into the length of a goldfish, and burrowed out between the fingers of the guards.

Taking advantage of the gradual thinning of the enchantment, Ye Qinzhu hid his spiritual power, turned over and drilled into the enchantment through the gap like a fish entering water. At the same time, she spilled a handful of powder, so that the enchantment could no longer recognize her as a person.

She was like a bird, leaving only inconspicuous traces on the barrier, so inconspicuous that she couldn't even attract the attention of the guards.

As soon as she landed, she rolled on the spot and hid in the grass to wait.

After about a quarter of an hour, no one noticed her.

Xiao Ying adjusted her body size at will according to her previous instructions, and after eating a good meal, she turned into a fish fry, and a fierce man plunged into the water, and suddenly there was no trace.

Faced with a difficult fish, the chief guard sighed, and then suddenly realized that he might have fallen into the trick of diverting the tiger from the mountain, and hurriedly ordered the guards to fill the gap.

Ye Qinzhu bent on his waist and shuttled through the garden, going straight to the marked location.

Hongmei Pavilion is worthy of being Hongmei Pavilion, and I know a lot.

In this case, what is the inside of Tianxiang Building, which even the Red Plum Pavilion can't figure out?

In a flash, Ye Qinzhu turned into the inner room.

She quickly glanced around, and was satisfied to see that it was empty, and no one was left here.

In the inner room, there are several volumes of calligraphy and paintings, and the façade is scribbled. Ye Qinzhu lifted the floor and pulled out a dark compartment inside.

As soon as the compartment opened, the floor in front of her was removed, revealing a large storage area.

The things stored in the warehouse were all bottles and cans of powder, Ye Qinzhu was worried and carefully checked whether they had been marked.

Finally, after discovering that Yang Qinghan did not make any further identification of these bottles and cans, Ye Qinzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still careless, and he didn't think that anyone would get the location of the secret room and come to steal the medicine.

A nano stone was sent, and different medicinal powders were taken, and after Ye Qinzhu did all this quietly and quickly, he silently recovered and left the inner room.

Until she left, the guards hadn't noticed her.

Ye Qinzhu hooked her fingers, and Xiao Ying jumped out of the water with water droplets, surrounding her in the form of fish fry.

Due to the operation when she came, it was much more convenient for her to leave, Ye Qinzhu jumped onto the tree in the garden, and waited for further to leave the prince's mansion.

Suddenly, the girl's body stiffened, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the wall of the prince's mansion, and stopped there.

The pale-faced young man was looking up at her.

The corners of Han Tang's mouth were hooked, as if mocking and praising him.

Ye Qinzhu bowed down and launched himself like a cannonball.

Between the lightning and flint, Han Tang's spiritual power had arrived, and Ye Qinzhu had already dodged this attack with a gust of wind behind his head.

She left the Prince's Mansion, and Han Tang's figure followed.

For some reason, Han Tang coincided with Ye Qinzhu in the idea of not wanting Yang Qinghan to detect his whereabouts, and after catching up with Ye Qinzhu, he did not use spiritual power, but tried to subdue Ye Qinzhu directly with his fists and feet.

When he reached out his hand, he felt the shadow of the sword flicker. Ye Qinzhu held the short sword in his right hand, stabbed obliquely, and aimed at Han Tang to attack.

She didn't use spiritual power either, she just used her swordsmanship.

As soon as Han Tang sent two fingers, he went to clip the short sword.

Ye Qinzhu flipped his wrist, and the short sword trajectory turned, stabbing at Han Tang's throat.

At the same time, she passed by Han Tang. The girl's posture was as if she was about to rush back to the courtyard of the prince's mansion, but she suddenly turned around halfway, suddenly mobilized Nashi, and drew a long sword.

With a short sword in his right hand and a long sword in his left hand, Han Tang realized that the girl in front of him was really good at using the two-handed swordsmanship.

Ye Qinzhu's spiritual power shrank, so weak that even an eight-star spirit master couldn't detect it, let alone Han Tang, a little spirit master who had just stepped into the seven-star class.

He deliberately did not use spiritual power this time, thinking that he could easily subdue this little girl.

But when the cold touch came from his neck, he unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

There is a gap between a six-star third-class spirit master and a seven-star first-class spirit master, but it doesn't mean that a seven-star spirit master cannot be killed by a six-star spirit master.

At this moment, as long as Ye Qinzhu exerted a little force, Han Tang would be able to be in a different place.

Han Tang waited for his head to fall, like countless people he had killed.

But the pain was not there, but the girl's voice rang out.

"If I kill you, your master will not let me go. Han Gongzi, why don't you make a deal?"

"The sword is on my neck, can I refuse?" Han Tang asked with a smile.

"I will spare your life today, and in the future, all disputes about Ning Kingdom, Han Gongzi needs to guarantee that he will not participate. Ye Qinzhu said coldly.

"Only me, not my master?"

From Ye Qinzhu's eyes, Han Tang saw a girl who had never killed anyone with her own hands, even if Ye Qinzhu found a lot of reasons for herself, in the end she was just hiding her incompetence that she still didn't dare to do it herself.

"Your master, can I ask for it?"

"It seems that Miss Ye San is really self-aware. Han Tang turned his head, clearly feeling Ye Qinzhu's sword blade move when he turned his head, "If Miss Ye San is targeting me alone, then I will gladly respond." ”

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Ye Qinzhu's wrist, and pressed down the long sword aimed at him.

"However, Miss Ye San, I would like to give you a piece of advice......"

Han Tang stepped forward and said to Ye Qinzhu the words she had repeated to herself over and over again.

"Sometimes, mercy to the enemy is fatal. ”

The pale-faced man's gaze was like a knife, slashing through the girl's delicate neck, leaving an invisible wound.

In the eagle-like gaze, Ye Qinzhu could even feel the spray of his own blood.