At first, many people were skeptical about Zhuo Yilan's disappearance, but when they secretly asked people to track it down, they realized that something was wrong.

I heard that Zhuo Yilan is really missing!

Chu Lange was confused, "Three princes? ”

The third prince returned to Beijing...... Zhuo Yilan is missing?

That night, Chu Lange returned to Taoyuan Town.

The next day she didn't inquire again, and the days seemed to calm down again.

Yu Feiyin asked with concern, "Sister, aren't you going to inquire?" ”

"Don't go, wait for news from Uncle Mengzi." Chu Lange still calmed down, "...... He doesn't die that easily, don't worry. ”

Seeing her like this, Yu Feiyin was a lot more relieved.

For Chu Lange, he has a kind of blind trust, she said that Zhuo Yilan will not die, then he should not be dead. Since the person is not dead, then he doesn't have to worry about Zhuo Yilan. As a result, Yu Feiyin began to disappear mysteriously every day, and he would only appear on time when it was almost time for dinner. However, no matter how mysterious he is, he is still at home, and Chu Lange will let him go.

Half a month later.

There was a letter that was delivered to Chu Lange.

It was Huang Meng who gave it to her personally.

Chu Lange opened it, and there were only short numbers on it: Okay, don't read it. Elegant.

Seeing this news, Chu Lange was finally relieved, and she was happy for a moment and walked towards the room where Yu Feiyin was usually mysterious and hidden, and couldn't come out. She wanted to tell him the news, and even if he didn't say anything these days, she still knew what he was thinking about. However, as she approached the room, she heard something strange.

I just wanted to get closer and find out.

"Girl, I'm afraid the royal prince doesn't want you to go over." It was Huang Meng who spoke up.

Chu Lange turned around and saw Huang Meng appear not far behind him, silently.

Huang Meng's martial arts are obviously above her at this time.

If it was back then, how could you not have noticed?

has been reborn, but martial arts are always inferior to the past.

Chu Lange said, "Do you know what he's been doing during this time? ”

"Getting stronger." Huang Meng pondered for a moment before he said succinctly, "The royal prince is working hard. ”

Chu Lange: "......"

Didn't you say that Ayin didn't want her to know?

But it's just two sentences...... Hehe.

However, Huang Meng wanted to add again: "I didn't say anything. ”

"Yes, you didn't say anything, just that he was trying hard to get stronger." Chu Lange said with a smile, however, she walked back and did not approach the room again. It's just those voices, that is, it seems that someone is practicing martial arts and driving piles, "Uncle Mengzi, you can tell him in a while, that person in Jingzhong is very good, so he doesn't have to worry." ”

"Okay."

Huang Meng understood what she meant.

Waiting for Chu Lange to leave, Huang Meng walked towards the room.

The piling in the room was not the piling that Chu Lange imagined, in fact, it was more cruel than the piling practice.

There was no furniture in the huge room, only some thick and long wooden strips were hung on the beams with ropes, which were hung quite densely, and the ropes were still tied to each other, as long as one of the wooden strips was shaking, it might cause other wooden strips to shake with it. As long as people are in it, the long wooden strips are dangling and shaking, and they are easy to be hit. Yu Feiyin stood in the middle of it, constantly dodging.

Sometimes he couldn't dodge, and the sticks would hit him directly.

Huang Meng stood at the door and watched.

Compared with the beginning, the number of hits is much less.