Chapter 38 A Day Without a Script (1)

"That thing might be my parents' engagement token." Zhu Chengyu is blind and very young, and has never seen anything from the Demon Cult. How could he recognize that it is a Demon Cult token?

Jiang Hanfeng moved his mouth, looked at him speechlessly, and then looked at the others.

Lan Jin was afraid that he would guess Shen Yingxue's identity, so he said, "Perhaps the identity of the mistress is related to the Demon Cult."

Zhu Chengyu: "Demon Cult?"

"The pattern on this token is exactly the same as the one carved on the white jade screen wall that the Demon Cult came to. The sun, moon, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas on it are all the same. It is obvious at a glance that the token is related to the Demon Cult."

Zhu Chengyu held Shen Yingxue's hand, but unfortunately Shen Yingxue was sleeping soundly, and even if they talked in a low voice, they did not wake him up.

Zhu Chengyu thought that his mother might be a little girl serving in the demon sect, or the daughter of a demon sect leader. Hua Zhu was a court official, and was seriously injured in the crusade against those Jianghu people. Since then, he lost his official position and wandered around the world. He met his mother by chance, which led to a good story.

It is also possible that the two knew each other before Hanazhu was disabled, and they each hid their identities. Later, they encountered an accident, just as it was written in the story, and they were separated by life and death again.

Zhu Chengyu was grateful for her parents' love and also had expectations about her own life.

He used to think that he was a disaster, but now he knows how loving his parents are and that his birth was what his father and mother looked forward to. His hatred towards himself and the coldness of the world have faded a little.

Shen Yingxue woke up in the dark, and Xun Yan stayed in his room, set up a simple bed next to him, and took care of his daily life at any time.

Seeing that Xun Yan seemed to be sleeping soundly, Shen Yingxue slowly sat up from the bed, moved more gently, and went to pour herself a glass of water.

Xun Yan was very cautious and woke up immediately when he heard the voice, "Master."

"Have you returned to Zanhua Lane? I slept for a long time?" Shen Yingxue had a vague sense of time. Looking at the light outside the window, she didn't know whether it was early morning or evening.

"You have slept for the whole day and now you are past your twilight hours. You arrived at the Hairpin Flower Lane two hours ago. Sir, you have not taken your medicine today. I will ask a few people to prepare it."

Shen Yingxue responded indifferently, put her hair behind her, sat on the low couch covered with a brocade quilt, and stared blankly.

Today's mosaic has changed a little bit. The room has less code. The underwear on Shen Yingxue has become pajamas with bunnies painted on them, which is exactly the same as his clothes before he traveled through time. The shoes he wears now are also the slippers he wore before.

It feels weird with this long hair.

Shen Yingxue tugged at her pajamas and sighed.

In fact, mosaics are also pretty good. Although you can't go back, the things you create often give people surprises. At least this world is not completely unfamiliar to him, and there are still many easter eggs waiting for him to explore.

When Xun Yan came back, he saw Shen Yingxue pulling at her underwear, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Sir, what's wrong with this dress?"

"Very good." Shen Yingxue loosened his hand and stopped pulling at his clothes. He vaguely remembered that something happened before he went to bed, but now he couldn't remember it. He looked at Xun Yan for a while, and Xun Yan didn't seem to have anything to say. He just said, "The medicine is boiling, and it will take a while to get better. Are you hungry, young master? Eat something to comfort yourself first."

Shen Yingxue sat down to have a snack.

"Jiang Hanfeng seems to have guessed that you are related to the Demon Cult." Xun Yan reported his work in a self-centered manner, "But he didn't say it clearly. Do you want to chase him away, young master?"

"Ah... forget it," Shen Yingxue remembered that he seemed to have his own plans when he brought Jiang Hanfeng back... what was it? "Ling Yun... Jiang Hanfeng still wants to see Ling Yun?"

"You want to see him? It's not impossible, but you can't stand the stimulation these days, I'm afraid Jiang Hanfeng will notice something is wrong."

"All right."

"Prince Anzhong's palace has sent a visiting invitation, and the prince will come to visit the day after tomorrow." Xun Yan talked about what was happening outside.

Seeing that Zanhua Lane was developing and about to become the second evil cult, those famous and upright sects were no longer as united as before and were not daring enough to come and attack it.

What Shen Yingxue said at Yuding Villa was terrifying. One was afraid that after Zanhua Lane was destroyed, it would be the turn of other martial arts sects.

Some people thought that this was a trick by the Flower Lord to protect the Zanhua Lane, but even if they thought so, they were still watching and no one took action against Zanhua Lane. Most of the people were busy looking for spies in their sects, or giving orders to people lurking in other sects. For a while, some people really exposed their identities in the chaos, which made people even more panicked.

Xun Yan said: "Zhanhua Lane cooperates with the prince, and Yueyue Tower is a useless chess piece. It may be abandoned at any time. You can make plans as soon as possible and arrange a suitable reason to kill Fu Sheng and avenge the previous hatred."

"Doesn't Jiang Hanfeng suspect that I have any connection with the Demon Cult? It would be better to confirm this relationship so that they don't have to doubt it anymore." Shen Yingxue swallowed her snack and took a sip of tea. The tea in the pot was still warm. It seemed that Xun Yan had been waiting.

Xun Yan asked: "What do you mean?"

"The Anbu was originally part of the Demon Cult, so there is some connection between them, and they may have left some clues. Rather than being discovered later, I might as well take advantage of the situation and announce to the outside world that Shen Yingxue and I are indeed related." Shen Yingxue lowered his head for a while and found that his hair was too smooth and slid directly to the front.

It was no big deal when he wore underwear that matched the style of the painting before, but now he is wearing bunny pajamas and when I see his long hair, it makes me feel like he is wearing a wig.

Shen Yingxue stretched out her hand and tugged at her hair, but she didn't use enough force and it hurt her scalp, "hiss..."

Xun Yan walked over and said, "I'll do it."

His movements were deft and skillful, and in a few seconds he had straightened Shen Yingxue's hair and simply fixed it up so that it no longer ran around.

Xun Yan asked: "How do you intend to connect the two?"

Shen Yingxue: "What two? Oh, Huazhu and Shen Yingxue?"

Shen Yingxue fell into deep thought.

For him, the character of the Flower Lord was the easiest to grasp, because he was the one playing the Flower Lord. Even though he sometimes had to hide the existence of the mosaic and used an unfathomable attitude to fool people when they didn't understand, this identity was still Shen Yingxue.

But the same may not be true for "Shen Yingxue". Apart from those few memory fragments and this body, Shen Yingxue has no reference at all.

He and the original owner certainly have similarities, but one is a modern person and the other is an ancient person, and their values ​​are different. Even if they are similar, there are fundamental differences between them.

It's obvious that the leader of the Demon Cult is not a good person, but the Flower Lord is a kind-hearted person who loves to do charity.

People with different ideals should not have any contact with each other. However, his attitude towards the Demon Cult token was not hatred, nor any other negative feelings.

"Love and kill each other?" Shen Yingxue said.

When Shen Yingxue was alive, she had a grudge against Hua Zhu, and they would fight whenever they met, but they still cherished each other. Later, when Shen Yingxue died, Hua Zhu magnanimously let go of the grudge and remembered Shen Yingxue's kindness.

Xun Yan stammered: "Love each other?"

"It's not love in the literal sense, it's just a kind of kindness. They are enemies, but there is no personal grudge between them. The reason they became enemies is just because of their different positions. Putting aside those grudges, they actually admire each other, but fate makes them unable to become friends. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xun Yan nodded silently.

After the medicine was ready, the subordinates brought it over along with some freshly made rice porridge. Shen Yingxue ate something, drank the medicine, and went back to bed to continue sleeping. Xun Yan was left alone, looking at the moon outside the window, unable to fall asleep.

If the young master really intends to do this, and the Flower Lord is linked to the Sect Leader, he will probably be grouped together by the righteous sect, and they will send people to attack him, just like they did a few years ago.

But it doesn't matter. Even if they have nothing to do with the evil cult, the righteous will not let them go.

Around noon on the third day, Zhu Rang brought people to visit.

He brought a lot of gifts, lowered his posture and was full of sincerity.

The visiting card was sent a few days in advance, and Xun Yan and the others all knew that Zhu Rang was coming, so they didn't rush. But Shen Yingxue had completely forgotten about it, and when she heard that Zhu Rang was coming, she was a little confused.

"What is he here for?" Shen Yingxue said in a meaningful tone.

Han Jing said: "I'm afraid you have something to ask for."

"Let's go to the tea room to meet the guests."

Xun Yan picked up Shen Yingxue and took him there.

Zhu Rang was always amazed every time he saw the flower master's face, and today was no exception. He stared at her for a moment, then immediately looked away and bowed to her: "You are polite, young man."

"No need to be so polite. There are not so many rules here. Please sit down." Xun Yan put Shen Yingxue on the couch, and Zhu Rang also sat next to him like a real junior.

Jiang Hanfeng and Han Jing also came over. Jiang Hanfeng held a sword and stood behind Shen Yingxue, while Han Jing moved slowly and poured tea and served.

Zhu Rang first exchanged a few pleasantries with Shen Yingxue. He actually wanted to chat about family matters, but he was not familiar with Hua Zhu, and Hua Zhu's family was so complicated that talking about his family matters sounded more like a provocation.

Zhu Rang secretly groaned, carefully trying to say something nice, for fear of accidentally touching Hua Zhu's private parts.

After the atmosphere became familiar, Zhu Rang felt that it was about time before he put forward his request.

"There are many sects in the martial arts world, and when they gather together, they form a considerable force. It is easier said than done if you want to join the martial arts world. But there are always ways, and it depends on whether you are willing to do it."

"Since I have already agreed to form an alliance with you, I have to do it naturally." In fact, Shen Yingxue didn't want to unify the martial arts world at all, but even if he said it, these people might not believe it.

If the people in the imperial court secretly recruited soldiers and bought horses, that was treason. If the people in the underworld secretly gathered forces, it was similar. Even if Shen Yingxue sincerely said that she just wanted revenge, few people would believe her.

Shen Yingxue simply didn't explain, "Why don't you tell me about it."

"Defeat them one by one." Zhu Rang said, "I know this is easier said than done. I have thought about it carefully. Your previous words at Yuding Villa may have aroused their vigilance. If you want to achieve this, you should start with some small sects."

"This is easy. That's what they did in Zanhua Lane before." But Shen Yingxue didn't want to kill innocent people, so she had to think carefully before taking action.

The world is different from the one he lived in before, and the moral concepts are also different.

For example, people here believe that tying a girl's feet is against human nature and is as evil as children cremating the bodies of their deceased parents.

Shen Yingxue could not accept many of the moral concepts here, and the law did not make any judgments, especially when it came to issues between men and women. Women were men’s personal property and were simply not the same species as men.

Coupled with the influence of mosaic, it would be difficult for Shen Yingxue to fully understand the true appearance of this world.

The laws here are not enough to serve as a reference standard. Those who make the laws may not take human life seriously. For example, for these royal relatives, killing someone is nothing.

Shen Yingxue could only punish those who committed crimes and establish his prestige based on the public's reputation and his own ideas.

Zhu Rang said, "It's great that you agree. I think it would be best to target the Linjiang Gang first. The Linjiang Gang is just a small sect with no more than 20 to 30 disciples. Even if something happens, those people in the underworld may not take it seriously."

Shen Yingxue said: "Just let Xun Yan handle this kind of trivial matter, and don't ask me."

Xun Yan nodded at Zhu Rang.

Zhu Rang smiled and said, "Sir, how about we talk alone?"

Xun Yan said: "Okay."

Jiang Hanfeng picked up Shen Yingxue and left the tea room for the two of them to talk. Han Jing stood up, bowed, and slowly left.

Shen Yingxue looked very tall, but in fact, his body was not heavy, but rather very light. Jiang Hanfeng hugged him and could feel his bones, but it didn't hurt, instead there was an indescribable feeling.

Although Hua Zhu's muscles are not as strong as those of people who practice external martial arts alone, they are not skinny and feel soft and elastic. Jiang Hanfeng rarely has physical contact with Shen Yingxue, but he can't forget this feeling. He even feels a little jealous when Xun Yan or Lan Jin hugs Shen Yingxue.

It is their privilege to care for the flower owners.

Jiang Hanfeng walked slowly, rubbing gently with his fingertips, and touched Huazhu's legs.

"What are you doing? Don't move." Shen Yingxue said.

Jiang Hanfeng paused, "Do you feel anything in your legs?"

Shen Yingxue said unhappily: "I'm not that cruel yet."

Jiang Hanfeng: "Sorry."

Shen Yingxue looked at Jiang Hanfeng and recalled the inexplicable conversations they had had in the past. She really wanted to open his head to see what was inside.

When Jiang Hanfeng carried him back to the room and placed him on the beauty couch, and was about to leave, Shen Yingxue stopped him and said, "Stay here and talk to me."

Jiang Hanfeng seemed a little reluctant, but still said, "Yes."

Shen Yingxue asked him, "How old are you?"

Jiang Hanfeng: “Twenty-nine.”

Jiang Hanfeng wanted to ask about Hua Zhu and Ling Yun’s exact ages, but felt that it was not appropriate to ask at this time.

He had already made up his mind not to think about those dirty things anymore, so how could he indulge himself and do something like that?

Jiang Hanfeng looked down at his sword-practicing hand and wanted to set a rule. If he broke the rules, he would cut off a finger. But he couldn't bear to do it... He still had Hua Zhu and Ling Yun in his heart, and it was really hard not to think about them. He was reluctant to leave, and more importantly, he felt that he had a chance. If he really lost his finger, Hua Zhu would definitely dislike him even more.

So who does he like, Huazhu or Lingyun?

If both of them are the stronger one, should he submit to them?

Shen Yingxue said coldly: "I just asked you about your age and you reacted like this. What on earth are you thinking about?"

Jiang Hanfeng opened his mouth, "I..."

Shen Yingxue said: "Speak."

"I consider myself an honest person. Since you asked me this, I will not hide it any more. If you think I am not good after listening to me, please punish me as you wish. I am willing to bear it." Jiang Hanfeng said, "I have been accompanied by swords since I was a child. I didn't know what love was until I met Ling Yun. At first, I just wanted to get close to him. After Ling Yun left..."

Jiang Hanfeng recounted his thoughts, and Shen Yingxue listened to him with great interest, eating fruit as if she was listening to a story.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hanfeng had just finished talking about his love with Ling Yun when he suddenly changed the subject and pointed the finger at Hua Zhu.

"I thought this was love, that the longer I was away from him, the less I missed him. It was not until I saw you that I remembered the past and decided to only recognize Ling Yun and never like anyone else. But after not seeing Ling Yun for a long time, my thoughts have not faded. Instead, I always think of you... Maybe it's just like Ling Yun said, I don't love him or your personality, I only love your body that is similar to his."

Shen Yingxue paused, and the half-eaten peach rolled to the ground.

It's so ridiculous that Jiang Hanfeng clearly recognized his body, but for some reason, he firmly believed that they were two people, father and son, and put all the blame on himself.

In the past, Shen Yingxue could not understand what Jiang Hanfeng said. After Jiang Hanfeng finished analyzing his inner thoughts, Shen Yingxue found that she could not understand them even more.

He didn't know whether to say that this person had sharp intuition, or had a hole in his brain, or was just too honest and simple-minded, believing whatever others said... In short, Jiang Hanfeng's way of thinking was too straightforward, so straightforward that it reached the atmosphere level, and he could defeat Shen Yingxue, who was at the fifth level, without being able to refute.

The peach fell to the ground, making a sound, and it seemed to hit Jiang Hanfeng's heart.

His expression was calm, and he quietly waited for the flower master's punishment.

A person who cares about rules and etiquette like Hua Zhu would definitely not tolerate his immoral and chaotic thoughts. What's more, the people he coveted were his eldest son and himself.

Jiang Hanfeng looked at the neat tooth marks on the peach on the ground and thought of Hua Zhu's teeth.

At this moment, his mouth must be filled with the fragrance of peaches...

"You..." Shen Yingxue wanted to ask him if he was still a homophobic straight man, but it had come to this point and he couldn't deceive himself at all. If he really asked this question, he would look like a fool.

Jiang Hanfeng calmed down and stopped having wild thoughts.

Shen Yingxue looked at the man in front of her with his head lowered, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

You can't say that he and Ling Yun are actually the same person, and you don't have to be sad or blame yourself. You are actually very loyal?

Shen Yingxue hesitated, "You... if you are so fickle, why don't you like someone else?"

Jiang Hanfeng thought that the flower owner would scold and insult him and drive him out of the Hairpin Flower Lane, but he didn't expect to hear such a meaningless sentence.

"I don't know." Jiang Hanfeng said, "I have lived for nearly thirty years, and I have only been interested in you and Ling Yun. Others are like floating clouds to me and do not move me."

Shen Yingxue asked: "Ling Yun is fine, why do you belong to me?"

His character is like this, but Jiang Hanfeng still likes him? Is this body so attractive?

Shen Yingxue suddenly remembered that this body belonged to the original owner and had nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, he felt much better.

Jiang Hanfeng likes the original owner, and his feelings are directed towards the original owner. He is still very pure and will not fall into this complicated love game.

Shen Yingxue was just afraid that she would forget everything else if she got too caught up in it, and she was not afraid of dealing with other people's admiration.

Jiang Hanfeng said: "I don't know. The first time I saw you, I felt that you were a very powerful person. People like you are the most worthy of respect. Later, as I spent more time with you, I became even more deeply attracted to you and could not extricate myself."

"In fact, everyone has some strange fantasies. It's fine if you think about it yourself, as long as it doesn't affect others. I suggest you stop saying these things, otherwise others will have a bad impression of you." Shen Yingxue sincerely advised him, "Go down and let me be quiet."

Jiang Hanfeng took the sword and left silently.

Shen Yingxue sighed.

If Jiang Hanfeng lived in modern times, he would be a person with a rich spiritual world, right? At least he wouldn't be like he is now, starting to have wild thoughts because of such a small thing.

Just as Shen Yingxue was sighing, Jiang Hanfeng came back again: "I wonder if you can allow me to see Ling Yun?"

Shen Yingxue asked: "Hmm?"

Jiang Hanfeng said: "I want to make sure who I really like."

"I think you don't like anyone. When you like one person, there is no room for the second person in your heart. The disciples of Yuding Villa misled your feelings towards them. You may just feel brotherly love for them, not true love." Shen Yingxue said a few random words to clear herself off. "You can just leave Zanhua Lane and go back to your Yuding Villa. Out of sight, out of mind. After a while, you will be the same person again."

Jiang Hanfeng thought thoughtfully: "I will seriously consider it."

Isn't this person too easy to please?

Shen Yingxue clapped her hands, picked up the peaches that had fallen on the ground and put them on the plate of fruit shells next to her. She went to the back to wash her hands, dried them, lay down on the couch, and took out her game console.

If Jiang Hanfeng was born in modern times, he might also treat various game and anime characters as his wives like him.

After today's conversation, Shen Yingxue did not feel any resentment towards Jiang Hanfeng. Instead, she felt a little close to him... Unfortunately, Jiang Hanfeng's brain is even worse than his blurred image.

After Xun Yan came back, he saw Shen Yingxue holding the token in a daze again, so he said, "Sir, the deal has been made."

"Have you made up your mind?" Shen Yingxue had just finished saving the game and put down the game console. He couldn't remember the name of the gang. "There's no need to kill them all. Pick out a few of the most heinous ones and kill them. It would be better if you can put the blame on others."

Xun Yan sincerely admired Shen Yingxue. He originally wanted to take his men and kill all the Linjiang Gang members. After hearing what Shen Yingxue said, he suddenly realized that he could do this: "Young Master is right."

"Killing is something you can do, but there must be a reason. You can't just do it for no reason." Shen Yingxue said casually.

"You said this before. I have always kept it in my heart and dare not forget it." Xun Yan said.

Shen Yingxue thought about it and had no recollection of it at all. Perhaps the system had blurred that memory again.

He looked at the game console for a while, and seemed to have entered a sage state, and there was nothing in particular he wanted to play. The game console still had the same games as before, and the system said that it would take until the next stage to connect to the Internet to download new games, and then there would be novels and virtual forums.

Shen Yingxue was very excited, but there was no way to push the mission forward and she could only take it step by step.

Xun Yan took people to deal with the Linjiang Gang, and Jiang Hanfeng also went with him. Zhu Chengyu was studying medicine. After returning from outside, there were many more troubles in Zanhua Lane. Lan Jin had to deal with official business every day, and only Han Jing was taking care of Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue and Han Jing sat face to face for several days and felt a little bored. She made a suggestion: "Let's go out for a walk."

He thought Han Jing would disagree, but unexpectedly his godson was so straightforward, "Are we the only two? I'll go get the money now. I wonder what identity you want to use to go out?"

"Xun Yan is not here, and it is inconvenient to change the makeup on your face, so just go out as the flower owner. Remember to bring a few more people with you, so as to avoid getting into trouble outside without anyone to report back."

"yes."

Shen Yingxue watched Han Jing leave respectfully, and suddenly remembered that he had always maintained an ordinary state in front of his godson, for fear of being looked down upon by the younger generation. Han Jing did treat him as a normal person, unlike Xun Yan, who always treated him as a five or six-year-old child... Even a five or six-year-old child could go out alone to buy snacks.

Shen Yingxue was very relieved. She felt more comfortable when she was with her godson. It would be even better if he could stop wearing women's clothes and speak in a man's voice.

Han Jing quickly had his men prepare a baton, which was carried by four men, and he had four followers.

He was still wearing the white dress and a pearl flower on his head, following Shen Yingxue's footsteps like his little maid.

The last time he went out, everyone in Zanhua Lane knew that the owner of the flower house had a disability. Now, when they saw the man in black with a red birthmark on his face being carried out, they all recognized his identity.

They made way for her, knelt down behind her and saluted, watching her leave.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Where is the flower owner going now?"

"The master has his own things to do. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Be careful that the master will punish you."

After leaving Zanhua Lane, there were more and more people on the street.

Shen Yingxue looked strange, and brought so many people with him, being very high-profile. Many people were looking at him, but they were afraid of his aura and his unusual birthmark, so they didn't dare to meet his eyes, and no one dared to approach him.

Han Jing took Shen Yingxue out of the city and came to the riverside on the outskirts of the city. After the steps were put down, his subordinates brought some tools and arranged everything. Shen Yingxue took the fishing rod in her hand and started fishing.

The river in Shen Yingxue's eyes was also mosaiced. It looked like the river in a pixel game, in a square-shaped light blue color.

This type of pixel allows him to see the waves on the water surface very easily. He can reel in the rod as soon as a fish bites the hook. Moreover, his strength is very steady and fish rarely get off the hook. He can be said to be a 100% hitter.

Han Jing watched silently and thought to himself: He is worthy of being my godfather.

Shen Yingxue was completely absorbed in it and cast another line. Suddenly, he heard Han Jing whisper behind him in a woman's voice, "Someone is coming."

"Yeah." Shen Yingxue said lightly.

Now no one can disturb him from fishing, no matter who comes, just wait until this hook is over.

Han Jing looked at Shen Yingxue's unmoved presence and admired her very much. He felt more and more that there was a huge gap between himself and his adoptive father.

There were rustling sounds in the distance, but no one dared to show up.

Han Jing silently told himself that he had to keep calm, learn more from his adoptive father and not be so impatient. With a smile on his face, he glanced lightly at the place where the Tibetans were, but did not take any action.

After a while, another group of people came over, and the boy's sudden voice broke the silence.

"What are you guys doing? Are you waiting for me?"

Han Jing felt the voice sounded familiar, so he turned around and saw a young man in white riding a horse. His face was blocked by several trees, so he couldn't see it clearly.

Han Jing changed his position without leaving any trace, so his vision was no longer obstructed and he could see the young man's face.

He leaned forward slightly and whispered in Shen Yingxue's ear: "It's Wen Ling."

Shen Yingxue reeled in her fishing rod and caught another fish.

They were not too far away from the boy. When the fishing rod was put away, the boy noticed it. He exerted a little force with his legs and the horse moved forward a few steps. He could see clearly that there was a man in black sitting over there. He had shiny black hair, a slender back, and was quite elegant.

He looked at the wooden barrel next to him again and saw that it was already full of fish.

"Awesome." Zhu Ling exclaimed, and then asked the ones hiding behind the tree, "Are you protecting that young master in secret?"

Those people looked at Huazhu and nodded with difficulty.

"So that's how it is." Zhu Ling rode forward and said to the servant behind him, "I'll go take a look."

"Second Young Master, wait for me." The attendants behind him caught up, dismounted as well, and walked closely beside Zhu Ling. The guards behind him also moved closer, guarding against this group of people of unknown origin.

Zhu Ling glanced at Han Jing, then squatted next to Shen Yingxue to watch him fishing.

Shen Yingxue glanced at him sideways, and Zhu Ling then noticed the red spots on his face. He exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, your face!"

Shen Yingxue saw the familiar marshmallow mosaic, remembered his identity, ignored him, turned her head and continued to look at the water.

It was fine when there was only one mosaic, but when there were more mosaics, he had the illusion that he was in a business simulation game.

"What's your name? Are you from Huaicheng too?" Zhu Ling asked in a very impolite tone.

He had no one to discipline him since he was young. The servants in the mansion were afraid of him, and those who were not as high-ranking as him also flattered him. It was a miracle that Zhu Ling could grow up to be what he is now.

Han Jing said: "You are so brave to speak to my master like this."

The eunuch behind Zhu Ling came up and opened his mouth to scold him, "You are so brave, do you know who my master is?"

Han Jing grasped the little eunuch's wrist with one hand and twisted it hard. His wrist dislocated with a snap and dropped weakly.

The guards behind him drew their knives. Zhu Ling saw this and shouted, "What are you doing? Stop fighting! Hey, take care of your people!"

As he said this, he stretched out a finger and poked Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue took a look and was surprised that the human body could be twisted into such an arc. It looked painful, and he didn't know if it was mosaic. He said lightly: "Jing'er, let him go."

The little eunuch was in so much pain that tears came out. He looked at Zhu Ling aggrievedly, "Master..."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Seeing Shen Yingxue sorting herself out, Zhu Ling continued, "You look like this. If I had seen you before, I would definitely recognize you. It's impossible that I have no impression of you at all. Did you just come from outside?"

Shen Yingxue couldn't concentrate on fishing because of his noise.

The last fish was unhooked. Shen Yingxue put away the fishing rod and handed it to the subordinate behind her. Facing the fluffy white marshmallow, she suppressed the urge to reach out and grab a piece. She kept a normal look and did not glance around randomly. "I live in Huaicheng."

"Really?" Zhu Ling said, "I also live in Huaicheng. My name is Zhu Ling and my home is in the Prince Zhongxin's Mansion. How about you?"

Shen Yingxue didn't know why this kid always looked for him. Maybe it was a talent similar to Jiang Hanfeng's. Fortunately, Zhu Ling's brain wasn't very good and he didn't take off his vest.

Come to think of it, is it true that only people with poor brains have this kind of talent?

Shen Yingxue smiled faintly: "I live in Zanhua Lane, you can call me Flower Master."

Zhu Ling didn't expect that this man looked scary, but he was very lively and beautiful when he smiled. The red lines on his face seemed to turn into a charming butterfly, as if they had life, which made him dazed for a moment.

"What a strange name." Zhu Ling said.

"You haven't heard of me?"

"no."

Shen Yingxue glanced at the people behind the young man, "It seems like your servants haven't heard of this. They look so nervous, as if I would eat people."

"They are always so surprised. This is how I react whenever I come into contact with strangers. Don't take it to heart. Where is Zanhua Lane? I haven't been there yet. Is it fun?"

“It’s not fun.”

"I've been at home for many days and was bored, so I went out for a ride to relax my muscles. I didn't expect to meet you when I came back. I saw that you are quite good at fishing. Can you teach me?"

"I don't have the time to teach you how to fish," Shen Yingxue said to Han Jing, "Pack your things and go back."

"It's still early, why are you going back so soon? Why don't you come to my house as a guest?" Zhu Ling invited, "I don't know what my father has been busy with recently. He hasn't seen me for several days. These servants are very annoying. It's really boring at home. Why don't you accompany me to relieve my boredom?"

Zhu Ling's father is the Prince of Zhongxin?

Shen Yingxue glanced at Han Jing and found that Han Jing was looking at his nose and his heart, silent, as if he had no thoughts of his own and was completely focused on Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue smiled and said, "Your father should be busy dealing with my affairs."

Zhu Ling's followers became more alert.

They were just ordinary guards, and it was enough for them to follow the young master out hunting, but if they were to face so many people from the martial arts world, they would be no match for them. If the Flower Lord didn't talk about reason, Zhu Ling would have no way to survive, and neither would they.

But Zhu Ling could not sense the danger. He seemed to be born with a lack of nerves and had no defense against others. After hearing what Hua Zhu said, he just blinked and asked in confusion: "Do you know my father?"

"I've never met you, but I've heard of you." said the flower owner.

The people in Zanhua Lane packed up their fishing rods, bait, and the bucket of fish. Each of them took a stick and stuck it into the chair where Huazhu was sitting. Then they stuck another stick on the other side. After some modifications, the chair was quickly transformed into a walking stick.

Zhu Ling was stunned: "I was wondering, who would carry a chair while fishing outside? So this is what it is like."

"You are a fearless person who is ignorant." Shen Yingxue looked at him from a high place. "Didn't you say you would invite me to your house as a guest? Why don't you lead the way?"

Zhu Ling's guards looked at their master in confusion, not knowing what to say.

The prince was indeed busy with the affairs of Zanhua Lane. Those who followed the second young master only heard the general situation and did not know the details. The flower owner wanted to go to the mansion, definitely to see the prince. It was said that the flower owner was very powerful, and if he wanted to assassinate the prince, they would be in trouble.

But if he was really that powerful, not to mention their few guards, even the entire palace, plus the people from the Anzhong Palace next door, might not be able to resist him.

Zhu Ling still looked carefree, "That's great! I knew a friend before, he used to live next door to the palace, he was in poor health, and when my father heard about it, he asked me to bring him some herbs for nourishment, but he disappeared the next day and we haven't found him since."

The people in Zanhua Lane were walking forward with their walking sticks. Shen Yingxue sat steadily and looked down at Zhu Ling who was walking side by side with Han Jing: "Who is your friend?"

"His name is Ling Yun, which is very similar to my name. We are destined to be together." Zhu Ling said, "It's a pity that he left in a hurry and didn't even leave a letter. If I knew where he went, I could go visit him."

Han Jing knew that his adoptive father had been in contact with this young man under the identity of Ling Yun, but he never imagined that this man was the second son of Prince Zhongxin's Mansion.

At the beginning, he colluded with Fu Sheng and wanted to take Shen Yingxue out of Yuding Villa. At that time, he met Zhu Rang, who was using the alias Wen Hai, and Zhu Ling, who was using the alias Wen Ling.

At that time, Zhu Ling personally brought his adoptive father there, and even Zhu Rang had to give him some face. Now Zhu Ling is even more obsessed with his adoptive father, and he doesn't know what his adoptive father has done.

Han Jing knew about the alliance between Zhu Rang and Zanhua Lane.

Before, Han Jing thought that there was no need to form an alliance with Zhu Rang. But after meeting this young boy, Han Jing suddenly realized that his adoptive father had already