Returning the Scroll of Earth, the boss in Ning Chen's heart was unfavorable. Although he had already remembered the mental techniques and moves in his mind, it was something he risked his life to get, so returning it like this was really unwilling.
But the seniors had already spoken, so he endured it.
"Ah! Depressed"
After taking two steps, Ning Chen still felt unbalanced in his heart and walked back.
Seeing the former come back, the ghost girl was also stunned, not knowing why.
"Why don't we continue to fight, I win, you return the scroll of the earth to me," Ning Chen suggested seriously.
Prince Yan's mansion, Prince Yan smiled flatly, didn't care any more, and slowly closed his eyes.
This kid starts to mess around again, let him toss.
Qingjian moved, turned into a meteor and flew back from afar, and with a bang, it sank into the sword frame.
On the other side, the ghost girl was a little confused by the sudden change of thinking of the young man in front of her. For a while, she didn't know how to answer.
"It's almost dawn, I'm going back." After a while, the ghost girl recovered and declined politely.
"Are you afraid of light?" Ning Chen asked strangely.
"I'm not afraid, I just don't like it," the ghost girl shook her head and replied.
Ning Chen nodded thoughtfully, and immediately asked, "I want to know, are there really other flowers in the underworld?"
"Yes" the ghost girl nodded, "A hundred years ago, I saw a plant on the other side of Huangquan, but it was destroyed by Mingzi."
"Mingzi" Ning Chen frowned, this was the first time he had heard of this name.
With a wave of the ghost girl's hand, a ghost bead condensed from ghost energy appeared, "This is a ghost bead, which can avoid the poison of weak water. If you want to find the other side flower, you can come to the underworld to find me in the future."
Ning Chen took the Ghost Orb unceremoniously and put it away, don't want it for nothing, compared to the scroll of the earth, he lost a lot.
"Where is the entrance to the underworld?" Ning Chen asked.
"The place where you entered the underworld for the first time, three hundred miles to the west, at the end of the fog forest"
After finishing speaking, the ghost girl's whole body rose up with ghost light, and the broken ghost sedan felt like it was sensed, it reassembled, and in a blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state.
The bull-headed horse lifted the sedan chair, the ghost girl entered, and the black and white impermanence cleared the way, and walked away step by step.
"Beware of the Underworld"
The final warning, as the distant figure gradually disappeared, Ning Chen stood there for a while, and then walked away.
Prince Yan's mansion, Ning Chen came, the housekeeper stepped forward to open the door, and welcomed the former to enter.
"Senior" Ning Chen entered the inner hall and saluted respectfully.
"En" Prince Yan got up and replied.
"Senior, there is something I don't understand about this junior, and I hope that senior can help." Ning Chen respectfully said.
"Let's talk," Prince Yan said calmly.
Ning Chen carefully described the situation when he fought with Su Feiyan just now. It was the first time he had seen this kind of exercise, and he was very uncomfortable with it.
Hearing Ning Chen's description, Prince Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's the Chunlei Qin and Qixian Tianshu"
"If this king guessed correctly, this woman should be a descendant of the Hexi Dynasty."
"Hexi Dynasty?"
Ning Chen frowned. He had heard this name before. Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of Daxia fought in the north and south, and defeated countless countries. The two strongest ones were the Ziyin Dynasty and the Hexi Dynasty.
Compared with the most powerful Ziyin Dynasty at that time, the Hexi Dynasty was slightly weaker, but it also brought a lot of trouble to Daxia.
Prince Yan nodded and continued, "Chunleiqin is the national treasure of the Hexi Dynasty. It is powerful when combined with the Seven Strings Heavenly Art. Legend has it that the seven strings move in unison, and even the powerhouses of the Three Calamities can't stop them."
"Isn't the Hexi Dynasty already destroyed, why are there still descendants left, how can the emperor of Daxia tolerate such a thing?" Ning Chen puzzled.
No matter when, what every emperor is most afraid of is the remnants of the previous royal family, as long as they find it, they will spare no effort to destroy them. Prince Yan said lightly, "It's not as simple as you think. In fact, not only the Hexi Dynasty, but also the Ziyin Dynasty have descendants that survived. Daxia fought at that time, and there were too many countries that were destroyed, and it was impossible to clear them. The two kings
There are powerful people in the three disaster realms in the dynasty, and the ancestors of Daxia did not dare to push too hard, so they could only let the royal families of the two dynasties escape."
Ning Chen was silent, this was troublesome, if the tenth prince really had a deal with the previous royal family, then the throne of the Xia emperor could not be taken by him.
"Senior, junior has something to do, please retire first." Thinking of this, Ning Chen bowed and turned to leave.
Back at the Hou Mansion, before Ning Chen had time to enter the room, a figure in black walked over quickly and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, there is a report from the spies, and the third prince has contact with Beimeng."
Hearing this, Ning Chen frowned and said, "Continue to stare, and report immediately if there is any situation."
"Yes" The figure in black took orders and left quickly.
"It's really frustrating!" Ning Chen snorted coldly, his eyes flashed coldly, for the throne, both of them were crazy.
The waning moon was heading west, and the night was almost over. Ning Chen went back to the house and wrote a note, and then sent someone to the Taili Division.
An hour later, it was dawn, and outside the door, a guard trotted in to report.
"Master Hou, the tenth prince sent someone to send an invitation"
"Please come to the front hall, I'll be there later," Ning Chen said.
"Yes"
After a while, Ning Chen came to the front hall of the Hou Mansion, and when he saw the two women who came, he didn't look surprised.
The invitation was placed on the table, and Liu Ruoxi stood quietly by the side, with a touch of unknowable weakness about the future on her peerless face, which made people feel pity.
Qiu Lan stepped forward, bowed and saluted, "Master Hou, the tenth prince knows that there is no dancer in the Hou residence, so he will send Ruoxi here to express his feelings."
"I accept the invitation, you can take it away," Ning Chen calmly said. Liu Ruoxi's face paled as she knelt down and said, "Master Hou, when Ruoxi has come to leave the pavilion, he will either receive guests or sell it to the powerful, the best result is to be sent out with some silver taels when he is old and degenerate. Don't dare to have any extravagant hopes, just want to have
A safe place to live, and I hope that Lord Hou can be fulfilled."
Liu Ruoxi's eyes were full of tears, and her face was pleading. At this moment, it seemed that she was no longer a courtesan, but a poor woman who just wanted a place to live, which made people unable to bear to refuse.
As long as it's a man, no one can deny Liu Ruoxi's charm. As an oiran, Qingcheng's face and enchanting figure are enough to make men in the world go crazy.
However, this is an era that pays attention to the right family. No matter how beautiful the face is, it cannot hide the low status of its identity. If there is no protection, it will be a plaything.
"So what, what is it about me?"
Still an understatement, without any emotion, Ning Chen was unmoved, showing the coldest side of human nature.
Hearing the answer, Liu Ruoxi's delicate body was shocked, her face was pale, and tears flowed from her eyes unconsciously.
"See you off," Ning Chen said lightly.
"Yes." At the entrance of the front hall, a guard walked in, and immediately stretched out his hand to signal the two to leave.
Qiu Lan and Liu Ruoxi had to leave with the guards. Before leaving, Liu Ruoxi pleadingly looked at Ning Chen again, but in return, the most ruthless indifference.
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"Miss, I failed"
In Lingyan Pavilion, Qiu Lan looked at Su Feiyan who was playing the piano and said respectfully.
"Oh? Did he still refuse?" Su Feiyan stopped playing the piano and thought for a while, "In that case, give her to Hongniang."
Behind Qiu Lan, Liu Ruoxi's delicate body trembled fiercely, knelt down, and begged, "Miss, please give me another chance"
"No need, go get ready. From today, everything will be arranged by Hongniang." Facing Liu Ruoxi's plea, Su Feiyan refused indifferently.
The last hope was shattered, and Liu Ruoxi's face was ashen in an instant, her beautiful eyes were empty, and she could no longer see a trace of light.
After the oiran meeting, it was still very lively on the Yinhe River. Flower boats flowed, talented and beautiful women drank together on the boat and enjoyed the beautiful scenery.
When the tenth prince came, he had a brief conversation with Su Feiyan, and then he boarded a flower boat and waited for someone to arrive.
At noon, Ning Chen came and also boarded the flower boat.
"Marquis Zhiming, please," Xia Mingri said politely.
Ning Chen sat down, looked at the tenth prince who was about the same age as him, and did not speak in a hurry.
"Ruoxi, come and pour the wine," Xia Mingri said.
"Yes" Liu Ruoxi came over, her eyes were dull and paler than usual.
Ning Chen was still indifferent, and his expression did not change at all.
Xia Mingri paid attention to it for a long time. In the end, he sighed in his heart. This Marquis of Fate is really like a legend, cold-blooded and ruthless, without the slightest sympathy.
"Let's step back." Xia Mingyue finally decided to give up the chess piece and said softly.
Liu Ruoxi was shocked, her eyes snapped back to her senses, looking at the two of them, she didn't know where the courage came from at this moment, disregarding the tenth prince's order, and knelt down in front of Ning Chen again.
"Master Marquis, as a Marquis of Wu, you have power over the government, why can't you tolerate a weak woman like Ruoxi?" Liu Ruoxi said with anger and unwillingness.
Hearing such a bold question, Xia Mingri's eyes flashed with surprise, but he underestimated this weak woman.
"Miss Liu, what are you asking for?" Ning Chen didn't get angry, but asked calmly.
"A place to live," Liu Ruoxi replied.
"I'll give you a chance, as long as you can give me a reason to keep you, I'll give you the place you want." Ning Chen raised his head and said lightly.
Hope instantly rose in Liu Ruoxi's beautiful eyes, as if she had caught the last life-saving straw when she was drowning, and she had to hold on desperately.
However, after a while, most of this hope soon disappeared.
The Marquis of Zhiming's request sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult. What else can a woman from the land of fireworks have other than a body
She is not stupid, she can clearly see that Hou Zhiming has no interest in her body.
Liu Ruoxi's eyes gradually dimmed, she really couldn't think of any reason why she could let the Marquis of Zhiming keep her.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Although the mansion is big, it never raises idle people. I really can't find a reason to keep you here."
After waiting for a long time, before Liu Ruoxi could answer, Ning Chen spoke indifferently, and without a trace of pity, pushed the former into the abyss of despair little by little.
Liu Ruoxi's heart was sore that it became difficult to breathe, and she still wanted to try her best to surface, struggling to say, "Master Hou, I can learn anything"
The corner of Ning Chen's mouth curved into an indifferent arc, "No need, I can't wait."
Ning Chen's words ruthlessly shattered Liu Ruoxi's last hope. The cruelest thing in this world is to give people hope but ruthlessly shatter them. Liu Ruoxi staggered, almost unsteady, her beautiful face was ashen, completely lost its color.