No matter how arrogant Jiang Wuji is, his own cultivation is an indisputable fact.

In the second realm, distraction is great.

Although there is a sister-in-law as a cultivation accelerator, it is obvious that the progress is much slower than when I perceive it.

Based on this, it is not difficult to calculate that the transformation of artistic conception will be slower.

If the threshold between perception and distraction is called a ditch, then the threshold between distraction and distraction is an abyss.

And the unity of the will and the heaven and man is an insurmountable moat.

If C is really the unity of heaven and man, and wants to enter Beijing to kill his sister-in-law.

Then he absolutely can't stop it.

Maybe Yong'an can't stop him.

After all, Dali does not have a Fifth Realm cultivator, so even if there is a means to suppress the unity of heaven and man, it is definitely in the hands of the emperor.

For example, the spirit of the forbidden army?

In short, a princess who doesn't know if she can be called a prince will definitely come up with the means not to suppress the unity of heaven and man.

Unless......

Yong'an itself is the unity of heaven and man.

“……”

Headache, this thing came too suddenly, Jiang Wujian did not have the slightest preparation.

And at this moment, A came forward to slap the table.

"A: Killing the saint is a way, but it doesn't mean that the saint is dead, and the backbone on the sect's body will be short of two catties."

"A: For the time being, follow my method first, Xin you let out the rumors, and I will arrange other things."

"A: By the way, C, are you out of customs? Have you entered the fourth realm?"

"C: No."

"Xin: ......"

"A: Then what kind of big words are you talking about......

"C: If you want to touch the unity of heaven and man, maybe you can break this shackle."

“……”

It turned out to be Master Ma, which scared me.

……

The chat ends.

It happened that the sister-in-law and Qinghan came out with the dishes.

The three of them sat around and had a hearty lunch.

Afternoon.

As the year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder day by day.

Flawless snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, and it doesn't take long for the capital to be covered in snow.

Due to the intense competition in the second round of alchemy, the final was postponed.

It is expected to be held on Chinese New Year's Eve.

At that time, the end of the conference also represents the end of the year.

As a result, there is a one-month gap period.

"Qinghan, I heard that the fourth prince asked the saint for marriage......"

Jiang Wuji, who was standing by the window, stretched out his hand to catch a falling snowflake, his voice was soft and warm as jade.

In the room, Ye Qinghan sat at the table, Qingsi pulled up, his slender fingers pinched the tea whisk, and repeatedly hit the tea soup, making a dense foam.

Different from ordinary tea, what Qinghan can do is called tea.

Hearing Jiang Wuji's words, Qing Han's hand moved slightly, and then said, "I won't agree." ”

"Isn't that a rebellion?" Jiang Wujian asked rhetorically.

"So Childe wants me to agree?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, what matters is whether you want to or not."

"What Childe thinks is very important."

“……”

The four eyes are facing each other, and the cold and snow are flying.

The sister-in-law who walked outside the door heard the conversation coming from the house, bit her red lip slightly, retracted her little hand that wanted to push the door, and turned to leave.

Jiang Wuji: "Then I won't let this happen." ”

A smile appeared on Ye Qinghan's face, like a flower blooming in the cold winter.

"But, in case ......"

"Then I'll take you out of here."

"Huh?"

Hearing such direct words, Ye Qinghan's snow-white face turned red suddenly.

Get out of here......

Eloped in defiance of the Holy Order?

Ye Qinghan seemed to have a deer in his arms, and his heart was beating violently.

When she was born, her father was already an envoy of the Mukden Division.

In charge of Fengtiansi, he has won the trust of the saints, and all civil and military officials are afraid of it......

As the daughter of Fengtiansi, she should have lived this life carefree.

She likes piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but her father insists that she learn martial arts.

When she was a child, she was beaten, and when she grew up, she was scolded, no matter how good her writing skills were and how good her painting was, if she had half a point in her cultivation, she would not have a good life.

Over the years, she had long since become numb.

Her father loved her mother, and her mother died when she gave birth to her.

Her life was bought by her mother with her life.

Her father has not yet married, and she doesn't even have a maid in the same room, but she knows that what her father wants in his heart is a son, and she is a daughter.

“……”

So in the face of what Childe said about going away and flying high, she didn't know what to do for a while.

At the same time, Jiang Wujian knew very well what he meant now.

If Ye Qinghan was really willing to follow him, he would definitely not refuse.

I heard Yongan say before that Ye Qinghan almost fell out with himself for him.

How much courage it takes to fall out with Yong'an......

Scenes from Fengming County kept coming to mind.

Unconsciously, Ye Qinghan had already come to him.

Perhaps because of nervousness, she subconsciously covered her chest.

Seeing this, Jiang Wujian reached out and rubbed Ye Qinghan's head.

"What's wrong?"

And at this moment, Ye Qinghan didn't know where he got the courage.

Suddenly stretched out his hands, gently grabbed Jiang Wuji's neck, and then stood on tiptoe.

A piece of softness was just printed......

……

Following.

When the sun dispels the cold, the streets of the capital gradually become noisy.

"Roast chicken, delicious roast chicken."

"Uncle, come and play, the charcoal fire is all ready~"

Jiang Wujian rode a small black horse and went to the imperial city.

Yong'an sent a message and asked him to go to listen to Yuyuan.

There is no kind of carriage prepared......

The fireworks on the streets were very heavy, and Jiang Wuxi found that he didn't know when he had begun to like this kind of life.

By chance, an old man selling sweet potatoes on the side of the road came into view.

Beside the old man, there was a little girl with red cheeks that were frozen.

A pair of clear eyes looked at the pedestrians coming and going, expecting someone to patronize their business.

Sweet potatoes are sweet potatoes, probably because coal is more expensive for ordinary people, so the old man sells not roasted sweet potatoes but boiled ones.

In cold weather, sweet potatoes have long been cold, and they are even hard.

Jiang Wujian happened to have breakfast, so he bought two and sat on the back of a horse to eat slowly.

Listen to the rain garden.

As the pinnacle of the Three Realms, Yong'an is not afraid of the cold.

The cyan curtains around the pavilion fluttered in the wind, and Yongan sat at the table, which was full of a plate of osmanthus cakes.

"See Your Highness."

Jiang Wuji, who was holding the sweet potato, made a simple gesture.

"You are already the sword bearer of Fengtiansi, how can you call yourself a grass people?"

Yongan spoke lightly, although he still looked cold, but his tone was much closer.

Jiang Wuji's gaze fell uncontrollably on Yong'an's bulging chest.

It is embroidered with several koi fish, with the embellishment of water shadow waves, lifelike.

Well, it's fathead again.

"What are you looking at?"

"Ah...... Nothing, Your Highness is beautiful again. ”

"Flim Flam."

Yongan scolded with a smile, but it could be seen that she still liked this very much.

Does the overbearing president like greasy? Well...... Jiang Wujian was thoughtful.

"Huh, a sweet potato?"

Jiang Wujian handed another sweet potato to Yong'an.

The sweet potatoes sold on the street are naturally not as good as those in the palace, but the old man is very clean, and there is no mud on the potato skin.

"Do you like this?" Yongan took the sweet potato and asked.

Jiang Wuji: "That's not true, but I think it's not good to eat and drink here often with His Highness." ”

Yongan chuckled and said, "Okay, let's say a few words less about this nonsense." ”

"Aren't you curious about why this palace came to you?"

"Isn't it about the finals of the conference?"

“……”

"Oh, oh, what is Your Highness looking for me? The grass people couldn't think of it all the way. ”

“……”