If you don't go to the water prison. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa" Your Xuanwu Suicide Note. I guess I'm not around. Venerable Sanssouci tore off the ghost drawing charm at the feet of the carrier pigeon. A contact code that only their fellow disciples can understand. And so in the brazier. Burn clean.

"A slave girl must be taken as an apprentice. The one in the Jin Palace is willing to tolerate our master and apprentice. Xun He said silently in his heart. The plum blossom seal in his hand is extremely scribbled. Even if it is seen by outsiders. This is only the handwriting on the tombstones. Expect. There won't be a few people who will be able to recognize it.

Venerable Sanssouci looked at Lan Mo again, and there was no such obvious scar on his face. His furrowed brow suddenly relaxed. A smile was raised. There were thousands of slaves in the Later Tang Dynasty. Maybe it's just a coincidence. How could it be so coincidental to meet Xun Lao's female apprentice.

"It's good that you can find nature. Tenderness is entrusted to you. I'm relieved. Venerable Sanssouci continued with Yin Muyou's words. He turned his gaze back from Lan Mo's body. When he looked at Yin Muyou again. But I was a little worried. His voice was low. "There are more and more repeat offenders in Stacked Green Hills. I heard that they were all the ones who offended the city of Ziwu. I thought. You shouldn't be in the background. The pattern of Western Shu. It has begun to change quietly. “

"Master is too worried. Diecui Villa has always been an important place to imprison the imperial court's prisoners. People who come here. They must all be people who have made big mistakes. Master, you don't want to go back to Duning Mansion with me. I don't force it. I just hope that Master doesn't always stay in a dilapidated house that can't be covered by the rain. I think the newly renovated bamboo house is very good......"

Yin Muyou seems to care about this master very much. Although Lan Mo was not standing by Yin Muyou's side at the moment. But Qi Ruo's body was like a moving torture instrument. Lan Mo only glanced at the back casually. Qi Ruo replied with a cold gaze. All right. Lan Mo sighed in her heart. This is the time to slip away. Unless she has the ability to walk through a human wall. Because of the layers of guards. You can't see the end at all. I really don't know. For what purpose did the emperor build the Diecui Villa? Lan Mo thought secretly.

"I'm fine here. I don't want to collide with the owner. You also know that being a teacher is really not good at shaking off those who are full of official authority. Stay here, sleep whenever I want. You can go if you want...... Oh. Wrong. I can't go. I'm a prisoner......" The old urchin patted his head. Yin Muyou suddenly condensed his gaze. Very serious. "Master, has I remembered where the book was hidden?"

"Oops. It's getting so late again. I'm a little struggling to be a teacher. "Venerable Sanssouci is resting on a wine gourd. He just cared about Yin Muyou's actions in the court, and he swept away everything. Just because of one sentence, the attitude changed. Lan Mo was puzzled. But it also shows that Yin Mu You's troubled face turned around. Looks like. In this world. There are also things that the eleventh prince is embarrassed about.

Lan Mo thought. She doesn't like to chase after the wind. But he loves to be observant. I thought there was no weakness in the little eleven.。 It seems that there are also big weaknesses exposed.

If it's one day. Lan Mo knew what the suicide note was. used to be in the water prison Lincang when I was playing with Senior Brother Bei. Use it to pad the table legs. So will she be so calm at the moment?

It's just that those are afterwords. What Lan Mo saw now. It was Venerable Sanssouci who continued to sleep peacefully in full view of everyone. Then Tang Leran shook his head helplessly. Yin Muyou bowed very respectfully. It's very chic in a white mountain villa. He was followed by thousands of people. Let's go to the port of Diecui Villa.

When the end of the blue arrived comparable to the south of the sky Jiangbei. Before the painting boat of the huge bamboo row. Her hand was never let go by Yin Muyou. She sometimes thinks about it, too. This little eleven doesn't have a strange hobby of hand fetish. I didn't dare to expose people's **.

So she sat down on the second floor of the pavilion. When looking out of the bay window. She just found out. This boat is carved from the finest old pear wood. The interface of each floor. The ones are all solid tungsten steel nails.

Rich man. Lan Mo roared in his heart. It has long been known that Xishu is rich in products. But I didn't know that the abundance was so much. If it is said that only a few dozen taels of metal are produced a year. It can be used in shipbuilding. Excuse me. What industry does the royal family of Xishu operate? to sustain such a huge overhead.

On one side, Lan Mo was playing an unskilled little abacus in his heart. On the other hand, the big bad wolf Yin Muyou was silently planning something.

"Master. The water is coming. "Thousands is wearing a pink jacket. She is also one of Yin Muyou's maids. She is a slave on the boat. Naturally, it is the people of the Duning Palace. I saw her carrying a basin of washing water. There were also a few fragrant flowers in the water that could not be named.

"Dress her up. I'm ready to eat. Yin Muyou instructed Qiansidao. Gentleness.

"Wait. I'm going to eat right now. Starve me to death. Lan Mo pushed the four little palace maids who came up. But I found that I couldn't get over the human barrier at all. I could only watch Yin Mu smile and step out of the stairs.

Qiansi pursed her lips and smiled. She had helped Lan Mo to sit down in front of the mirror located in the bay window. "The girl is a good girl. It is rare for the Eleventh Prince to be so considerate of a woman. ”

"What do you say? Wait a minute. Lan Mo's hair was scattered by a palace maid behind him. She raised her voice slightly. "You think he's considerate."

"yes. Girl. If you see the sister-in-law of King Yah. King Rong's cousin. There is also the niece of the king. When they were all thrown out of the door by the family. I know how intimate the words of the prince just now are. Thousands skillfully opened the pearl compact. Gently patted on Lan Mo's face.

"Say so. Your prince is still a red face. Lan Mo said slowly. She didn't notice the sullen little palace maids present. What's wrong. She can't use the words to describe a woman to describe this Yin Shiyi who looks like Pan An.

Scourge is always long-lived. Not to mention the scourge of good looks.

So when the blue end is cleaned up. When the stars descended the stairs like a moon. As far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of dishes on the square wooden table. Lan Mo's stomach was a little disobedient. No way. Be reserved. Definitely.

"Why are you still wearing your old clothes?" Lan Mo said loudly. She pretended to be a rich lady. It's a bit of a bit. Appalling. Because. This sentence is not finished. It is not very accustomed to high boots. I stumbled over it.

The man at the table flew up with a cloud of mist around him. He hugged Lan Mo, who was about to fall. Her long black hair poured down like a waterfall in the stacked greenery. Lan Mo was a very strange fantasy for a while. Ordinary young men with their hair disheveled. It's always a little frivolous. But he was so elegant. There is no semi-scattered diffuse. It makes people feel that all the handsome men in the world should have their hair like him. can be called a beautiful man.

"That. I said you didn't clean up. And the hair fell apart. Lan Mo was a little embarrassed and snuggled in Eleven's arms. She's not really embarrassed. It's just that Eleven is holding her sideways like this. If she falls down again. Wouldn't it be even more humiliating?

Yin Muyou looked at the woman in her arms seriously. He's still thinking. How good is the last military master Lan Mo. It's planted on three-inch-tall boots. Thinking about it. The corners of his mouth tugged at a hint of inexplicable smile. Or rather. It's a smile of pity.

"Ahem. I don't want anyone to eat. It's really ......" Tang Leran was originally like Qi Ruo drinking tea at the low table. Wait for the Lord to come down to eat. But I also saw this scene. I can't help but feel disgusted, and I haven't said the word yet. was immediately forced back by Yin Muyou's cold gaze. "It's really enviable."

After speaking. Tang Leran shuddered unconsciously.

"Lord Wang. Pick up the chopsticks. Qi Ruo still had the same cold expression as always. She carefully helped Yin Muyou try the dishes. handed the silver chopsticks to Yin Muyou. Then he walked to Tang Leran's side and sat down quietly.

It was a peaceful atmosphere. Lan Mo is also quite relieved to eat. But she has never felt calm all year round. But I always feel that this peace came too suddenly. It's like. There were still pursuers around her. It's like. She's just stepping into another trap.

"Don't worry. This is my painting boat. No one will hurt you. Yin Muyou put down the bowl. Reassured. He seemed to be well aware of Lan Mo's inconsistent words and deeds. And this change. It also surprised Lan Mo.

"Why is your attitude towards me? Suddenly, it was like two people. Lan Mo couldn't help but point out the doubts in his heart. At most, she is a smuggler pretending to be a singer in Yin Muyou's heart. There really wasn't any reason for him to be so nice to her. If so, you have to say it. Could it be that he has found out his true identity?

"Eat well. Don't get cranky. "Yin Muyou was originally preparing to give Lan Mo the action of picking vegetables. suddenly turned to Tang Leran's bowl. Xia Fu's words suddenly appeared in his mind. Don't be too obvious about what you like. Otherwise, the grip is too tight. will eventually be lost. "There are no slaves in the palace. I'm just trying to be fresh. ”

Just listen to the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking in an instant. Lan Mo had already stood up. Her bottom line. It is. "I'm not a slave. Please also ask the prince to respect himself. ”

"That's what I said." Yin Muyou's expression was frivolous. But he also saw Lan Mo's face that was about to turn into ice.

Female slaves always had a nickname in other countries. Confinement.

Lan Mo was obviously irritated by Yin Shiyi's seemingly true thoughts. She held a porcelain tile in her hand. If she's just throwing it like that. She can guarantee it. Yin Muyou had no way to hide. But next up. She may not be able to get out of here. Not to mention Tang Leran, who can make poison. It's a perch that doesn't know the details at all. It's definitely a tough nut to crack. But. But. Her bottom line is that no one should infringe upon. Even if the man doesn't know. Nor neither.

"Whatever." Lan Mo threw away the porcelain piece in his hand. Her voice was small. All right. Continue to endure.

Yin Muyou's hand never left the bowl. He chuckled inwardly. It's still this temperament. So impulsive. But how can you stay obediently in my palace?

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