The day of getting nothing passed like this, and Li Chenfeng, who swore by him, was completely hit. The woman in purple he met by inexplicable fate invisibly messed up his plan.

He took the initiative to take responsibility, and ran for an afternoon, but he didn't find the answer he wanted from the mouth of every passer-by.

It seems that in the TV series of the previous life, the hiding place of the martial arts master will not be so simple, and it happens that someone knows.

Li Chenfeng, who was smoking, and the soles of his feet ached, were lying on the bed, and the old man who was drinking with his feet opposite him was at ease today. In the afternoon, I went back to the inn early.

There was a knock on the door, and Li Chenfeng, who was too lazy to get up and open the door, said lazily and tiredly: "The door is not closed, come in!"

The person outside the door then pushed the door in, and it turned out to be the shopkeeper who delivered the food. When Li Chenfeng returned to the inn, he was extremely angry that Xiao Er brought the food to the room, of course, rewarding silver was indispensable.

"Guest officer, your dish. ”

Xiao Er put the two meals on the table, and waited until Li Chenfeng nodded, then left with a smile.

"Let's eat. Old man Gu took the lead, came to the table barefoot, and didn't care about the hands that were clasped over his feet just now, he picked up the steamed bun and took a bite.

Li Chenfeng shook his head, also went to the table, picked up the steamed bun from a slightly remote distance, and took a bite slowly.

"Don't you know the little girl in the pavilion today. Old man Gu stuffed food into his mouth and said vaguely.

Looking at the old man who was gobbling up, he really didn't know who the coolie was, so he nodded and said, "Well, the one I met in the narrow road!"

"How do you feel like there's something between the two of you......?

Li Chenfeng glanced at the old man: "What nonsense, nothing happened to me with her." ”

"So what happened last time I didn't say goodbye. Old man Gu asked.

Li Chenfeng, who obviously didn't want to mention more about that matter, didn't answer this question, and only cared about nibbling on steamed buns and vegetables.

"Hmm!" the old man, who had just filled his mouth with a mouthful of alcohol, stared at the note under the end plate with wide eyes.

Li Chenfeng, who mistakenly thought that the old man was yin and yang, also saw the note that was blocked by the steamed bun before, put down the steamed bun in his hand, picked up the note and looked at it.

"The plum blossom is on top in front of the bluestone!"

The handwriting on the note is delicate and euphemistic, and at first glance it is from a woman's pen, could it be written by a woman in purple?

Because of disgust and anger, she didn't care, if it was really her, and now she deliberately revealed her location, and she didn't ask for a price, what did the woman in purple want?

Old man Gu swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, rinsed his mouth with wine, and then clasped his little finger and said, "Young people nowadays, it's really getting more and more difficult to understand!"

Li Chenfeng was silent, and his furrowed brows never let go.

On the tiled roof in the distance outside the inn, the woman in purple sat on the cold tiles, her eyes looked at a bright guest room, and she couldn't see the appearance of her chin on her knees when she sat on her knees.

The moonlight in the sky is very beautiful, only one person is admiring, the weather is very cold, and the scenery of sitting alone in the cold night is more beautiful than the moon.

Xiping Palace, the sound of Zen has not sounded tonight, this mansion located on the lake, surprisingly clean.

The little prince, who had eaten the closed door soup and was frustrated during the day, was drinking alone in the lakeside pavilion, except for the wine jar on the ground, the wine red that had appeared on his face no longer said that he was drunk.

"What a Li Chenfeng, I really underestimated you before..."Chu Ding muttered to himself, and the slurred and intermittent words he confided after drinking.

The wine jar smashed to the ground, and the crisp sound of breaking the altar was crisp in the ears, and the people who stood far away were scared into a cold sweat. The order of the palace to be silenced at night made every subordinate frightened,

Of course, because of the lessons of the past, a few years ago, a maid who had just arrived in the house accidentally broke the porcelain bowl at night, and was directly skinned and cramped by the prince, and the body was thrown into the bottom of the lake.

Now the sound of the little prince's broken altar has sounded the alarm bell for them, if the prince listens to it, it must be them who are skinned, how can it not be the turn of the respected little prince.

When the subordinates hesitated to step forward and take the little prince away, it was really good not to come bad, that awe-inspiring face, appeared on the stone road, leisurely and came with a lamp, the faint light shone on the face of the mighty is not there, it is still terrifying!

A few subordinates dared to look at it again, held their breath and fled lightly, and soon disappeared on the stone road, handing over the silent scene to the respected father and son.

Chu Lian was still carrying the lantern, stepping on the splashed pottery fragments under his feet, and the subtle friction sound was particularly deafening in the silent cold night.

Chu Ding, who was still drunk and confused, didn't realize that the man he hated was standing behind him like that. Still pouring it into his mouth, the smell of alcohol was particularly strong, and even the man behind him frowned a little.

The once invincible man did not scold him harshly, but sat with a lamp and looked at his son who had not looked at him for many years.

The man, who was already drunk like a brain, looked at the suddenly extra figures on the stone table, and under the influence of alcohol, the overlapping figures could not be combined.

"You're here?" Chu Ding said drunkly.

The man nodded: "It's coming!"

Chu Ding suddenly laughed out loud, helpless and sad in his laughter.

"You still won't let me go anywhere, Chu Lian! you're going to invade my mind even when you're drunk?"

The man sitting with the lamp did not speak, picked up a jar of brand new wine, poured himself a bowl, and drank it all.

"Wine is good wine, and drinking it is always a bad seed!"

When Chu Ding heard this, he suddenly became angry, stood up suddenly, and roared angrily: "What did you say?"

The man, who was not angry, still poured himself a glass of wine, and said slowly: "Waste!"

Chu Ding, who was completely furious, shot out in an instant, and hit the man in his dream with a pair of unsuccessful fists!

Not counting the fist that pierced the air, how could it hit a man who had been in a hundred battles on the battlefield.

Looking at the extremely weak fist, Chu Ding did not move his tall body, and was not afraid of the attacking fist, and suddenly spilled the sake in the bowl, and the grain was mixed with the strong smell of wine, filling the air.

Chu Ding couldn't open his eyes because of the drunkenness, so he habitually closed his fists and covered his eyes, and pressed his entire body on the stone table with a pair of strong palms.

The lantern that had been held in his hand fell to the ground, and the flames quickly ignited the outer wall of the papier-mâché, and the entire lantern ignited a large fire. The wine that was shattered and scattered on the ground was instantly ignited, and the blue flame released a special smell that wafted into the noses of the two of them.

His head slammed into the table, and the pain in his neck made him wake up most of the wine, and he was pinched on the stone table, slanting at the man who should have been in a dream, and suddenly his feet were a little weak.

"Father..."Chu Ding said with difficulty.

The pain of suffocation made Chu Ding feel a little flustered, and his hands and feet moved his body in a panic, trying to find some sense of solidity.

The man who is already old, his strength is still amazing, the young prince who is in his prime can't break free from the restraints at all, and he doesn't dare to shout when he is completely sober, because he knows that it is night, silence is very important, and the man who pinched himself is even more terrifying.

Chu Lian's idle left hand grabbed the wine jar and smashed it down under the frightened look of the little prince.

I only heard the sound of "Peng", and the jar containing wine was smashed half an arm away from the head, and almost a full load of wine was spilled, and many of them were sucked into the nose by Chu Ding with his breathing, and he immediately choked and coughed.

The wine on the ground, which was about to burn clean, was rekindled again, and the blue flame was even bigger than before, and the wine was beautiful, but it was a little cold.

Feeling the looseness of his neck, Chu Ding knelt on the ground weakly, trying to knock the wine choking into his nose and throat, and the viscous liquid oozing from his mouth and nose made the whole person look very embarrassed.

The man with a straight waist stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the starry sky, but not at his embarrassed son.

After Chu Ding barely felt comfortable, he wiped the liquid oozing from his mouth and nose, and by the way, wiped the tears choking out of the corners of his eyes.

"Father. The little prince bowed his head and said in fear.

"You think you can replace me?"

The still deep voice came, which made Chu Ding, who had suffered a lot, tremble in his heart, and temporarily forgot the hatred that occupied his heart.

"Son doesn't dare!"

"Don't think I don't know what you did, the people of the organization were raised by me, do you really think that you can point the country by threatening to buy a few people? You are no different from a worm in my eyes. ”

Chu Ding hurriedly knelt down and didn't dare to speak.

"Remember, you are a little prince in the eyes of others, and nothing in my eyes!"

The man, who was as deep as ever, disappeared into the dark stone path after leaving his words.

The burning wine on the ground is still burning, the head of the kneeling man is still buried on the ground, and the trembling body that is undulating and trembling, I don't know whether he is crying or laughing!