Perhaps because they know that Ji Ling'er has a good background, it is unlikely that they will have any intersection in the future. That's why Yang Ze was able to communicate with her so unreservedly at first.

He has always been indifferent to many things, but at this moment, thinking of this, he inexplicably found that he was holding her hand very tightly.

It was so tight that the palms of my hands were sweating.

For the first time, he had the urge to break every inch of his time to use it.

It is also unknown how long the two of them sat on the stone bench. Maybe it's a long time, maybe it's a moment.

The corridor behind the walls of this extremely secluded and uninhabited courtyard could only be heard with footsteps.

Yang Ze and Ji Ling'er parted their hands like an electric shock, and both of them had extremely absurd and incredible thoughts at that moment.

Ji Ling'er seemed to have returned to the look of ice and snow in an instant, and her eyes were so clear that they seemed to be able to see everything, but they were slightly confused in their blushing faces and threw themselves towards the round door of the courtyard. The focus of the pupils is there, but it seems that the mind does not belong at all.

Yang Ze looked around, and two beautiful maids in pink gauze clothes appeared, with their hair in a bun and butterfly plates, and silk satin was lightly raised around their waists. Not like the people in the palace, seeing Yang Ze, the two maids were obviously shocked and surprised. Immediately looked at Ji Ling'er with a uncertain expression, but saw Ji Ling'er shaking his head gently.

The two women's beautiful eyes looked at each other, and then stepped forward and said, "The Holy Officer of Camus is here." ”

After getting Ji Ling'er's signal, the two maids retreated and walked out of the courtyard, but they looked at Yang Ze's expression with a lot of speculation and urgency.

"Jia Mu?" Yang Zezhi didn't care about the expressions of the two maids, but he didn't expect to meet on this narrow road. At the same time, Yang Ze was even more sure that Ji Ling'er must have been born in the Xituo Temple.

Ji Ling'er just looked at Yang Ze lightly and said, "Let's go, I'll send you away." ”

The two walked to the arch bridge, and Yang Ze saw the figure in front of the courtyard where the peach tree and the stream intersected. With a crown of flowing clouds and wide robes and bulging sleeves, the Holy Envoy of Camus, who was also detached and indifferent to everything, slowly paced into the doorway.

But at that moment, he stood quietly.

The pair of originally detached eyes on his bright face seemed to suddenly have a focus, falling on Ji Ling'er and Yang Ze, who was standing side by side with her.

His eyes twitched imperceptibly, and there was a hint of gloom that could not be seen in the bright light.

So the day seemed to be darkened.

Behind him, he was followed by four young men who were dressed similarly to him, with wide robes and bulging sleeves, and handsome faces, but at this moment, when they saw Yang Ze beside Ji Ling'er, everyone's faces changed, and they all looked towards Jia Miu.

"The third son of Yang. Can you explain why you're here?" looked at the four subordinates of the Deacon Hall around him, and Gamu said lightly. Although Yang Ze's name and identity were called out in one word. But there was no sense of recognition in the words. Only the four subordinates next to him who were familiar with him were cold when their eyes fell on Yang Ze.

"Do I need to explain to you? If I want to explain, I should explain it to the current Daye Dezhao Tianzi. It's not like I'm going to explain it to you. Yang Ze smiled lightly, "Because you are a guest of Da Ye." Not the master here. And I don't seem to want to force my way into your room to insult you. In that case, what am I going to explain?"

Ji Ling'er was stunned by Yang Ze's words, and then her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she didn't want Yang Ze and Jia Miao to compete with each other.

Ji Linger's indiscriminate expression was all in Jia Miu's eyes, which made his eyelids jump slightly, but he didn't seem to be stimulated by Yang Ze's words at all, but said in a cold voice that penetrated into his bones, "The Xituo Hall has arrived at Daye, and the Son of Dezhao has made this place a forbidden place and forbidden for anyone in the palace to step into. I believe that all Daye should have this constraint and observance. You tell me how you can make an exception?"

"Forbidden land?" Yang Ze did hear it for the first time, and after being stunned, he smiled, "Since it is forbidden for any palace person to step into me and I am not a palace person, naturally I have no binding force." ”

The ban of the Emperor of Dezhao was clearly forbidden in the palace, of course, it was impossible to make a passionate announcement to the world, so that the ordinary people were forbidden to step into a certain place in the palace.

It's just that Yang Ze's words made Camus silent for a while. The two hands behind him were already clenched silently.

The subordinate next to him was the first to speak, "Presumptuous! Da Ye is a ceremonial country, how can there be such a cunning person as you." ”

"Daye is indeed a state of etiquette. Therefore, only friends who are welcome to be happy and bright are welcome, and splashing goods is not welcome. Yang Ze shot back lightly.

"You!" the men of Gamuus rejoiced. One of the older ones was the first to calm down, threatening, "I appreciate your courage, but do you know what the consequences of your words will be, it's not something you can afford."

"Enough. Ji Linger's natural voice opened here. There is some cold air in the mildness. It was enough to deter the four of them. No one dared to speak anymore.

Ji Ling'er glanced at Yang Ze coldly, and when she saw Yang Ze's indifferent appearance, she seemed to remember his rogue behavior, and even she was sometimes helpless.

Then he looked at Gamu, and said lightly, "He is my guest." It has nothing to do with trespassing here, can you get him out now? ”

Jia Mu looked at Ji Ling'er, who was standing alone in the snow-capped mountain like the Sacred Peak, a trace of urgency flashed in his eyes, and said, "You should understand that there are still many things we have to do, and we have not yet completed the task assigned by the Great Sage Official, and that is something that cannot be slackened at any time."

Seeing Ji Linger's increasingly cold gaze, Jia Miao was stunned, and then reined in the ups and downs of his emotions just now, returned to his usual appearance, and smiled sassyly, "The third prince of Yang wants to leave, of course you can." We can dismiss him for trespassing on private land, but before he leaves, he must promise never to set foot in this place again. ”

Ji Ling'er and Yang Ze glanced at each other. His eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he had a hint of hesitation.

Yang Ze was about to refute when Ji Ling'er spoke, "Okay, he won't come here again." ”

Yang Ze was slightly stunned and looked at Ji Ling'er.

Ji Ling'er smiled brightly at the white teeth of the braided shell, stepped forward, took Yang Ze's hand lightly, ignored the slight opening of Jia Miao's pupils and the four subordinates quickly suffocated their breath, and walked forward, "I'll give him a ride." ”

Yang Ze's back was tense and slightly itchy. She was obviously standing tall and difficult to get close to, but at this moment, she walked out of the courtyard side by side with Yang Ze like this. Natural and elegant. There is a faint fragrance along the road.

The road from here to the end seems long, but it seems short.

It wasn't until the majestic outer hall of the courtyard palace was in sight that Ji Ling'er stopped. The two separated.

Ji Ling'er looked at Yang Ze, a little lost, and said, "That's it, don't come again tomorrow." ”

Half of Yang Ze's face disappeared in the shadows for a moment, and then he raised his head and smiled brightly, "Okay." Anyway, that's the end of my story. Are you going to leave soon?"

Ji Ling'er nodded.

Yang Ze smiled, waved his hand, walked to the majestic palace outer hall, and said, "I have a hunch that we will meet again soon." ”

(To be continued)