Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu fell into the water with a "bang" and slowly came to their senses. The two of them seemed to fall into a lake, and the sound of silk and bamboo beside them became rapid, like rain hitting plantains, sonorous and endless. As soon as Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu swam to the shore, more than a dozen white-clothed women surrounded the two of them with long swords.

Looking around, this is a valley. The valley is full of flowers, like a paradise. Among the trees, there are many pavilions and pavilions. Xiang Yanxin said, "Jiu'er and I must have arrived at the residence of a Jianghu sect, judging from the number of houses here, the number of people in this sect is probably hundreds or thousands." Thinking of the Shennong Gang disciple who poisoned him if he didn't agree with him, his heart sank slightly: "I don't know how this sect will treat us!"

A young girl exclaimed, "Situ Messenger?" Xiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and found that the girl's eyes were looking at Murong Jiu, and said in her heart, "Did she mistake Jiu'er for that Situ envoy?" Another *** said, "May I ask the names of the two honorific surnames? What do you have to say when you come to the Shenshui Palace?"

Xiang Yan listened to *** speak gently and gently, and he was also very polite, not like the Shennong Gang disciple who poisoned people as soon as they met, and his heart was a little calm, and he said secretly: "It seems that the other party is not an evil sect." It's just that the other party asked him and Murong Jiu's origins, and he hesitated again: "How can I tell them where we come from?" If I tell the truth, will they believe it?"

Seeing that Xiang Yan didn't speak, Murong Jiu responded, "I am Murong Jiu of Jiuxiu Villa, and he is my husband Xiang Yan. We were fine in the villa, but suddenly we don't know why we floated into the air and landed here, we didn't mean to come here."

The woman in white on the other side looked incredulous, and Xiang Yan instinctively felt that it was inappropriate, but then thought again: "Since they have already opened their mouths to ask, it is definitely inappropriate for me to keep silent, and I can't think of any reasonable explanations in a short time. In this situation, it seems that there is no other way than to tell the truth. As for the outcome, it's just a matter of fate."

The girl who mistook Murong Jiu for Situ's envoy said to Murong Jiu, "Your surname is Murong, not Situ?" Murong Jiu affirmed, "My name is Murong Jiu." The girl said again, "Why are you called Murong Jiu? Do you like to drink?" Xiang Yan's face turned white and said, "My wife is the ninth in the family, so she is called Murong Jiu, not a wine to drink." The women in white tried hard not to laugh.

He said to the girl, "Go and report the matter here to the palace master, and ask the palace master for instructions." The girl turned and walked away. He said to Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu, "You just stay here and wait for the fate."

Xiang Yan expected that it would be difficult for him and Murong Jiu to get out of the valley, and he felt that the other party was not like an evil sect that would take people's lives if he disagreed, so he had to stay here with Murong Jiu and wait for the news of the girl.

After a while, the maiden returned and said, "The palace master has ordered them to stay in the nunnery for the time being." Nodding, he led Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu to a nunnery at the foot of the mountain. He said, "When the meal is ordered, someone will bring you food, so you usually stay in the nunnery and don't go out." After speaking, without waiting for Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu to answer, he left in a hurry with the people, and closed the doors and windows.

Xiang Yanxin said, "Anyway, they didn't shout and kill as soon as they came up, and the situation was not bad. If you come here, you will be safe, no matter what, first restore your strength." Glancing at Murong Jiu again, he brought her over with a lot of guilt in his heart, and sighed, "Jiu'er, I've hurt you." Murong Jiu smiled and said, "As long as you are with Xianggong, Jiu'er will not be bitter." Xiang Yan's heart was warm, but also faintly uneasy.

Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu walked around the nunnery, which had only one room, and a yellow curtain divided the room into two parts. The nunnery is simply furnished, with only a Buddha statue and three futons in front of the yellow mantle, and only one bed behind the yellow mantle.

At this time, Murong Jiu shuddered. The two fell into the lake, their clothes soaking wet. Xiang Yan also felt uncomfortable wearing wet clothes, so he and Murong Jiu took off their wet clothes and put them on the Buddha statue, and then hugged each other and lay on the bed. The two have already married, so naturally there is no need to be shy.

After a long time, when the exhausted Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu were lying on the bed resting, the door of the nunnery was opened, and a delicate voice said, "Xiang Gongzi, Xiang Madame, I put dinner at the door. When you're done, put the dishes and chopsticks at the door, and I'll clean them up later." After saying that, he closed the door and left.

Xiang Yan and Murong Jiu got up and found that their clothes were half dry. After getting dressed, the hungry duo picked up their meal and began to eat. After eating, the two sat on the futon and waited for the girl to deliver the meal.

After a long time, the delicate voice sounded at the door again: "Xiang Gongzi, Mrs. Xiang, have you finished eating?" Xiang Yan opened the door and said, "After eating, please come in." After the girl entered the house, she looked at Murong Jiu and said with a smile, "The sisters all said that the people who broke into the palace today were my sister and brother-in-law, but I don't believe it yet. Now that I see it, it's really my sister and brother-in-law!"

Xiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and asked the girl, "Girl, why do you call Sister Jiu'er?" The girl smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, look at my sister's appearance, and then look at my appearance, isn't it obvious that we are sisters?"

Xiang Yan took a closer look at the girl and was taken aback. This girl is exactly Murong Jiu two or three years ago, the two daughters are standing together, if the two daughters are not sisters, I am afraid that no one will believe it. But Xiang Yan knew that the second daughter was indeed not a sister, and remembered the three daughters Li Qiushui, Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan, and said in her heart, "Could it be that she is which ancestor of Jiu'er?"