After the eighth prince and Tang Juan'er sat down, someone served some snacks, although the workmanship was small, but it was a little short of the royal tribute.

"Juan'er, outsiders in this cabinet can't see clearly, you take off the hat, don't suffocate it." The eighth prince looked at Tang Juan'er and said with concern.

"No..... It's okay...... cough cough cough cough ......" Tang Juan'er covered her mouth and replied intermittently, as if she was sick, and her voice didn't sound like before.

The eighth prince thought that Tang Juan'er was sick, so he grabbed Tang Juan'er's hand and asked, "Juan'er, sick?" ”

I didn't know that it was very cold to reach out and touch Tang Juan'er's hand, but I thought it was sick, the eighth prince was about to get up to see Tang Juan'er's condition, but he heard someone coming in outside the door, and the person who came was the white-masked young man who was in the eighth prince's room that night.

When Tang Juan'er saw someone coming in, she immediately got up and gave up her seat, and then stood behind the Eighth Prince.

"Yo, bring the beauty out again? Didn't I tell you about the golden house, the prince. The masked boy laughed and sat down as he spoke.

The eighth prince sat on the seat, and then asked someone to bring a bench over, let Tang Juan'er sit down beside him, turned his head and said: "Tian Zhijie, this king and your father are not only colleagues, this king is also the emperor's younger brother, if you don't hold back your mouth and commit the following crimes, don't blame this king for turning his face and being ruthless." ”

"Eighth Prince, it's a joke, our Jinbaimen will still take refuge in the prince in the future, how dare you commit the next offense?" As he spoke, the masked boy got up and saluted Tang Juan'er and said, "Madame is fine." ”

Tang Juan'er listened to the conversation between the two and learned that the masked boy was Tian Zhijie, the only son of the Golden Envoy of the Golden White Gate, so she immediately got up and saluted back, and then sat down and faced the hall.

"Can everything be arranged for the Golden Messenger?" The eighth prince took a sip of Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots on the table and said slowly.

Although Tian Zhijie couldn't see his face clearly under the mask, his tone was smug, "It has already been arranged, my father specially ordered me to come out to do something, isn't the prince still at ease?" ”

The Eighth Prince nodded slightly, and continued to ask, "Muqing City is now a dead city?" ”

"Half-dead, if all the slaughter is finished, how can there be a body that can be controlled for the evil spirit?" Tian Zhijie poured himself a cup of tea as he spoke, then took off his mask, and said in surprise: "There are still fresh Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots this season, this pavilion master is really not an ordinary product." ”

The young man's skin under the mask is quite fair, Danfeng's eyes are strange and treacherous, and his nose and mouth are small, but he has a bit of a woman's delicate color.

"Half-dead? The five exercisers have always been inherited by blood, otherwise they can not understand the mystery of the five elements, since they want to call the king to send the city, the person who inherits the five exercises can be found? The eighth prince looked at the dancing girl in the hall and asked coldly.

"Tsk." Tian Zhijie's eyes were a little displeased, and he squinted and said: "It's annoying to talk about this, at first I finally raised a nightmare to try to see if I could make it, but it was in vain that I had to go and catch Lei Fengtian's daughter again, but I couldn't kill her, how do you say to make her obedient?" Could it be that I stay by her side every day to plant Gu and play the flute? ”

When the eighth prince heard Tian Zhijie's words, he immediately raised his head and shouted, "Didn't you say that it was arranged?" Why are you talking to this king now? This king doesn't have so much time to spend with you. ”

Tian Zhijie thought that it was the tone of the eighth prince who was lively, although he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he still pretended to be respectful and said: "Don't worry, this Lei Fengtian's daughter is in my hands, how to tame me has my own number in my heart, but I wasted some effort before, just complain twice, and please calm your anger." "Fun read

After that, Tian Zhijie took out the colored whip in his sleeve and put it on the table.

I saw that the colored whip was woven in seven colors, small and chic, and there was a soft copper wire in it, which was dazzling under the candlelight.

"Bang!" The teacup Tang Juan'er was holding in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the white porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground, Tang Juan'er came to her senses, and quickly squatted down to pick up the pieces, and said while picking them up: "I'm sorry......."

Seeing that Tang Juan'er's hand had made a small cut, the eighth prince hurriedly helped her up and said, "Just call someone to clean up, you see that your hands are injured." ”

Tang Juan'er picked up her hand to cover the wound, and then was helped to sit on the stool, the moment she sat down, the hat floated a little, from the outside, Tang Juan'er's pupils seemed to be red, her eyelashes were long, and she was very good-looking.

When he was at the Shuju Inn, Ling Qiqi instructed Bai Xi and Hei Yao to take advantage of today's evil moon to take Tang Juan'er to see Xisheng, and he put on Tang Juan'er's hat and followed the Eighth Prince into the Treasure Pavilion to explore the treasure map, the reason why he didn't dare to say too much was that he was afraid that the Eighth Prince would recognize his identity, but when he saw Lei Shen's colored whip just now, Ling Qiqi was suddenly startled, and he dropped the teacup in his hand on the ground without paying attention.

When Lei Shen left, although Ling Qiqi had no face to save Lei Shen, she thought that the treasure map was not on her, and there was no danger of her life for the time being, and with her martial arts and identity alone, it should be fine.

But now, why did Lei Shen's weapon fall on this person named Tian Zhijie, could it be that Lei Shen was robbed by him? Listening to this person's words, it seems that Mu Qingcheng is now controlled by evil spirits, and they have only been away for a month, and now that Mu Qingcheng has fallen into this state, how sad would Lei Shen be if he knew?

"Is ma'am?" Tian Zhijie squinted and asked, I don't know if I remembered it wrong or I saw it wrong just now, but I felt that the person under the hat was not the same as the first time I saw it, and if I looked closely, my figure seemed to be more slender than before.

"It's okay...... Ahem, cough, cough, ......" Ling Qiqi covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to be sick, in case his voice changed.

"If you're really unwell, go back and rest." Seeing that her body seemed to be much thinner than before, the eighth prince said distressedly.

"Ahem, ahem...... Lord, it's okay. Ling Qiqi covered his mouth with a handkerchief with his right hand, and said with his left hand holding the arm of the Eighth Prince.

The eighth prince patted Ling Qiqi's hand and said, "You see that your hands are cold, and you say it's okay." ”

Ling Qiqi wanted to retract her hand, but was helplessly pulled by the eighth prince, and her heart was very unhappy, although she was not married and in love during her lifetime, but since her death, the men she saw were all as beautiful as gods, and now in order to conceal her identity, she was taken advantage of by such an old chubby lustful prince, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Lord Wang, I'm still sitting here, it's not appropriate for you, right?" Tian Zhijie saw that the two of them were talking to me and me, and interrupted.

When Ling Qiqi heard Tian Zhijie's words, he immediately withdrew his hand.

The eighth prince only thought that she was shy, smiled, and didn't care about it, and then turned his head and talked to Tian Zhijie about the Golden White Gate.

Although the treasure map auction is only held at night, from noon, other treasures are being auctioned in the hall, which is considered a rare treasure, and there are many people competing for it.

Ling Qiqi secretly looked at the colored whip on the table, his heart was full of worry, and he didn't realize that since he entered the Treasure Pavilion, he didn't seem to see the wandering of lonely souls and wild ghosts.