Bai Zhi Nanxing entered one after another with clothes and face wash.

Su Yiyuan cleaned up the quilts by them, and he cleaned up sparsely.

As he got dressed, he said, "By the way, how did I get back yesterday? Why is there no impression?"

Nan Xing smiled slyly, hung up the curtain and said, "The girl was carried into the house by His Royal Highness King Ling, how can she have an impression?"

Su Yiyuan's movements froze instantly.

Bai Zhi was much calmer, and when she saw that her mood was not right, she immediately said, "The girl went shopping with His Royal Highness Ling last night, can you have fun?"

Su Yiyuan reacted for a while before nodding absentmindedly: "It's okay."

It's just that how could she sleep so dead? Was carried back to the room by that guy?

Bai Zhi looked at her face: "Then the girl must be tired of playing, she was already asleep when she came back last night, and His Royal Highness King Ling personally sent you back to the room, or did the sect master agree."

Su Yiyuan suddenly felt like he was being struck by lightning, and turned his head stiffly: "Daddy also saw it?"

Bai Zhi nodded and looked at her with some sympathy.

"The sect master seems to have a good impression of His Royal Highness King Ling, and he didn't even mind the destruction of his face, and said that he would let him come to the mansion more often in the future."

Su Yiyuan almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood, tied his coat and sat in front of the dresser, covered his face and said, "It's over, my lifetime of reputation is completely ruined."

Nanxing picked up the comb and began to comb her hair in confusion.

"How so? I think His Highness is very good to the girl......

After a pause, it dawned on him, "The girl shouldn't care about his face, right?"

Su Yiyuan rolled his eyes. Is she such a superficial person?

Although she was indeed a little curious about King Ling's true appearance, she was not reluctant to associate with him because he was ugly.

Bai Zhi saw that she was not in the right mood, glanced at Nanxing, and took the comb in her hand.

"Girl, don't think too much, the sect master is just talking about it, after all, he is a prince, so he can't be too lazy."

Su Yiyuan raised his head, and his face had returned to normal.

"Let's put it aside for now, I don't need someone to bring food later, I'll go to the front yard to eat with my father."

She hasn't been back to Su's house for a long time, and although she has a sense of intimacy with Su Jingchao, she still doesn't have much time to get along.

Su Yiyuan really wanted to take the time to accompany him more, at least to make everyone feel like family.

Seeing that she came over to eat with her, Su Jingchao was very happy, and deliberately added two side dishes to the kitchen.

"Come and try it, these are the things you loved to eat when you were a child, and at that time, you pestered your mother every morning and asked her to make them for you."

Su Yiyuan tasted it and found that the taste of these two side dishes was really good, and it seemed to have the feeling that her mother had made in her previous life.

She couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of chance, could it be that she came here, is it really not a coincidence?!

"Ah Yuan, tomorrow is the day when the final of the Holy Maiden Selection begins, and I am ashamed of my father, and I haven't been able to find a way to break the forbidden spell until now."

After that, Su Yiyuan sighed, "If it weren't for the fact that the enchantment around the Yin-Yang Pavilion was too powerful, it wouldn't be so tricky."

Su Yi had long heard that the monarchs of the four countries of Kyushu attached great importance to the Xuanmen gangs under their jurisdiction, and the Yin Yang Pavilion was even more important.

The barrier spread out outside the pavilion is like an iron wall, just to prevent those spiritual cultivators who are not right-minded from escaping, which is not good for the royal family.

Now Qin Yuetian has taken advantage of this advantage to make it impossible to break the forbidden spell on Su Yiyuan's body, which shows that he is still quite afraid of her.

But in this way, it also shows his determination to make Qin Sitong a saint.

What the hell is the father and daughter trying to do?

Although Su Yiyuan can't think of a reason for the time being, it is absolutely right to regard them as bad people.

"Daddy, didn't you say last time that if your cultivation is strong enough, you can break through the spell by yourself?"

Su Jingchao nodded, glanced at her and shook his head, "The spiritual power in your body was sealed by your mother, and now with the forbidden spell, it is equivalent to a double

It's hard to break through the seal."

Su Yiyuan also knows that it is difficult, but with the bracelet, maybe you can give it a try.

Su Jingchao was more worried about her safety, and suggested, "Ah Yuan, let's still abstain from tomorrow's game, it's too dangerous for you to go in like this and fight against those people who have cultivated to a high level, not to mention that there are still people from the Qin family inside."

Su Yiyuan shook his head, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Daddy, I understand that you are for my good, but I finally made it to the finals, how can I give up easily, and wait until I really can't hold on."

"You...... Alas, it's really the same stubbornness as your mother."

Su Yiyuan smiled playfully, walked over and pulled his sleeve and said, "Daddy, just let me go, my daughter will take care of herself." Z.br>

Seeing her so delicate, Su Jingchao's heart suddenly warmed.

Since the death of his deceased wife, his five children have left him one after another, and he has not enjoyed such a feeling for many years.

I had to stroke her head and say, "Okay, you have to be careful yourself, and if something happens, use the paper crane to send me a message."

"Okay, I see."

After this night, the final of the selection of the saints officially began.

Chaotianwei and Yinyang Pavilion led people to check non-stop, and only found a few foreign women who pretended to be ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty to participate in the competition, but it could not prove that they were the ones who attacked Su Yiyuan in the semi-final that day.

For this reason, Su Jiuli also came to send Su Yiyuan off this morning and told her the news.

Su Yiyuan's brows furrowed slightly: "So, Chaotianwei and Yinyang Pavilion teamed up to find out the identity of that person?"

Su Jiuli nodded.

"So you have to be careful in the next match, this person will shoot you in the semi-finals, and if he does blend in with the people in the finals, he will definitely do the same."

Su Yiyuan stroked the bracelet on his hand: "Well, I'll be careful, thank you, big brother."

Although Su Jiuli was flat and did not smile, he was a guy who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and when he heard her words so well-behaved, he suddenly felt embarrassed and coughed in disguise.

"Then you go in first, and remember not to mess around after entering the palace."

In view of Su Yiyuan's previous behavior, it was difficult for him to guarantee that she would follow the rules after entering the palace.

Su Yiyuan raised his eyebrows: "I know."

Seeing her walking towards the palace gate with Bai Zhi Nanxing, Su Jiuli couldn't help but feel like walking on thin ice for the first time.

This sister shouldn't cause him any trouble, right?

At this side, Su Yiyuan entered Yong'anmen Gate and saw that half of the people who participated in the finals had already arrived.

When she got closer, she saw the two sisters Zisu and Biyun Jasper at a glance, but everyone was already standing in their respective teams, so she didn't go over to say hello, only nodded her head.