The method written on Bai Juan seemed interesting, but Hua Yingnian was very curious about how this little girl knew it.
For thousands of years, the Fire Rock has been guarded by the Hua family. The method to open it was lost long ago.
It was precisely because Elder Hua, who was sent to get the fire rock, did not know how to open it that he died.
They had been researching for such a long time but had not been able to come up with a solution, but they didn't expect that today, it would be written on an ordinary piece of white paper by a little girl
Does this happiness come too suddenly and a little too easily
"It's actually a coincidence, or maybe luck. Although Shangguan is not from a famous family, he has a good frame for cultivation. He was fortunate enough to be taught by a master for a period of time. I saw this method of decryption in an ancient book by that master. So, it can be said to be a coincidence. Of course, this is also the fate of Qian Yingle and the head of the Hua family to meet today."
Ling'er is second to none in the ability to make up lies. Although I knew he might ask, this statement was definitely improvised.
"So that's how it is. It's fate. I just don't know which master is guiding you?" Hua Yingnian didn't doubt Ling'er's fabricated story at all. But it was true, after all, Ling'er had described it vividly...
"To be honest, I don't know the name of that master. He just taught me for a while and then left. I didn't tell him where he came from or where he went. But he must be a hermit. It was an unexpected fate that we met. When the fate ended, he left. Now, I don't know where he lives in seclusion. So I don't know how to answer the question of Master Hua. I'm really ashamed." Ling'er sat quietly, speaking slowly and quickly, looking like she was lost in past memories. There was a trace of sadness between her eyebrows. As if she was missing an old friend, her brows were not relaxed.
"So that's how it is. You don't have to be too sad. It's my fault for reminding you of sad things." While Ling'er was talking, Hua Yingnian carefully observed the changes in her expression, trying to judge whether what she said was true or not through her eyebrows. But now it seems that the little girl is telling the truth.
Little did he know that after seeing Ling'er so sad and hearing Hua Yingnian's words, Hong Yan was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt in the dark.
He really admired this young master so much. The acting was exactly like the real thing, it was simply amazing.
"Oh, by the way, I wonder if you have found a place to live in this city. If not, why not stay in my house for a few days?" Although he felt that this little girl didn't have the guts to deceive him, he was still a little worried. The reason he said this was just to test her background.
"Thank you for your kindness, Master Hua. Although Shangguan has just arrived, he has been here for a few days. Now he lives in the largest Fuyun Inn in the city, so he will not trouble Master Hua. If Master Hua needs Shangguan to do anything, just let the servants tell him. Shangguan will come as soon as he is called." As she spoke, Ling'er stood up and said goodbye.
Hua Yingnian didn't try to persuade Ling'er to stay and let her leave.
When Ling'er returned to the inn, Hong Yan immediately appeared in the room and sat down on the nanmu chair with a swagger.
"Master, sometimes I really doubt whether you are an actor. Your ability to make up lies is beyond the reach of anyone in the world." Hong Yan said with a smile. Before he could recover from the shock, he felt a hard slap on the back of his head.
“Pah.”
"Why did you hit me?" Hong Yan subconsciously reached out his hand, touched his head, stood up, and looked back at the murderer who hit him on the head with a look of aggrieved look on his face.
Seeing him like a young wife, Ling'er felt helpless. She really regretted leaving him in Feng Country.
"From now on, you will no longer be allowed to go on Fengguo's errands alone." Instead of answering Hongyan's question, he said this out of the blue. Hongyan's brain was confused for a moment.
I was still thinking, what does the master mean by this? Is this directly related to the beating on my head? Is it because I didn't do the job the master asked me to do
You can tell how big Hong Yan’s imagination is by looking at his ideas.
While Hong Yan was still stroking his head as if thinking, Ling Er shook his head and sighed, saying, "Ah, a living old child is enough to make me unbearable. Now it's good, and it has the skill of a fake girl."
"… "Okay, now he understood. But, that's not right, it doesn't seem to be a good thing to say. Hong Yan immediately retorted after reacting, "I'm not a mother at all!"
Ling'er slowly turned her head and stared at the man who said "I'm not a sissy" with an expressionless face. In fact, she really didn't understand what he said this to prove. To prove that he was not a sissy? Then why did he call himself "I"
Suddenly I realized that Hong Yan's IQ has dropped so much recently.
If I continue to hang out with him, I don’t know if I will be infected.
Thinking of this, Ling'er shuddered and subconsciously distanced herself from Hong Yan.
"No, you haven't told me why you hit me yet?" I don't know why, but I suddenly realized that they seemed to have gone off topic.
"..." Ling'er didn't know whether he should be glad that it was several minutes later that he remembered the question he asked.
"Because you praised me, I'll give you a slap in the face as a reward." Didn't he say that he was invincible in making up lies? Then how could he live up to his 'praise'
At this moment, in Ling'er's heart, there was a ghost smiling at Hongyan with ill intentions. If Hongyan could see it, he would definitely feel creepy.
"But..." Hong Yan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ling'er as soon as he opened his mouth.
"But what but? Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Ling'er sat on the bed, closed her eyes and concentrated. Then she said to Hong Yan, "I'm leaving for Feng Country in a while. Contact Qing Lan and ask him to pay attention to Hua Yingnian's movements. If Hua Yingnian looks for me, send me a message."
"Understood, Master."
"And Leng Qing, please help me check on his injuries."
When Hong Yan heard that his master still cared about others, he immediately became unhappy.
"Master, why do you still care about that pretty boy? It's just a minor injury. He won't die." There is no doubt that what Hong Yan said was an absolute lie. If that was still called a minor injury, then no one probably knew what a serious injury was.
Having too many subordinates is a sin, and they are competing for the master's care. Ling'er can only express helplessness about this.
Feng Country has been very lively recently. Not long after the death of the Crown Princess, rumors began to spread that Shangguan Yunxiao was the Queen's illegitimate child. Some even said that Shangguan Yunxiao was the Queen's only direct bloodline.
Once this rumor came out, the spies from various countries who were ready to take action were thrown into disarray. For a moment, they didn't know which princess to support. Because it was related to legitimacy. If the princess they supported was not of royal blood, they would turn from loyalists to traitors. In this way, not only the Feng Kingdom, but all the righteous people in the world could be attacked.
People outside the palace were in a state of panic, and people inside the palace were also in a state of panic. Among the palace maids and eunuchs, there were a few with clean backgrounds. They took money from others and helped them to avoid disasters. When faced with such a tense situation, they could not live in peace. Only the empress was content.
The more chaotic they were, the more she could rest easy. And she did nothing, asked nothing, and they became more impatient.
To be honest, Feng Xian'er actually enjoys this situation.
The luxurious hall was still filled with flowers. Feng Xian'er had not recently worn a dragon robe, but was instead wearing casual clothes. (To be continued)