Chapter 44 Jing'er's Marriage (1)

"It's just a piece of wood. Uncle, don't you want to accept it? Is there something special about that piece of wood?" When Zhu Rang saw the flower owner's expression, he knew that he was in trouble. He seemed puzzled and tried to pretend to be innocent to ease the flower owner's anger.

Shen Yingxue was not fooled by him. Did Zhu Rang think he was dead? After coming, he asked him for a game console without hesitation. If he easily forgave her now, who knows what he would do in the future.

But Shen Yingxue should follow the character of the flower master at this time. He couldn't use his own martial arts yet. He could only pick up something nearby and throw it at Zhu Rang.

With a crisp sound, the teacup shattered at Zhu Rang's feet, and the tea inside splashed onto the hem of his clothes. Zhu Rang wanted to dodge, but Hua Zhu moved too fast and he was unable to avoid it.

Zhu Rang looked at Hua Zhu with lingering fear, Hua Zhu was showing mercy.

If the cup was aimed at his head, he would probably have been bleeding by now.

Lan Jin came in hurriedly from outside: "Master!"

He thought Shen Yingxue was injured, but when he saw that she was safe and sound, he slowed down his pace and said, "Master, I am late."

"Drag this man away and don't let him come again." Shen Yingxue said in a deep voice.

Lan Jin listened to Shen Yingxue's words wholeheartedly and asked Zhu Rang to leave no matter what happened.

Zhu Rang didn't expect that Hua Zhu would not give him any face at all. It seemed that he not only didn't take him seriously, but also didn't take his uncle seriously.

He apologized repeatedly, "I didn't know that thing was your uncle's favorite. Now I know I'm wrong and won't do it again. Please forgive me this time because I didn't know anything. I came here today on the orders of your sixth uncle. After dealing with Qingyu Palace, the reputation of Zanhua Lane will surely rise. I still need to discuss with you what to do next."

Shen Yingxue waved her hand at Lan Jin and sneered at Zhu Rang: "Don't try to fool me with that. Don't I understand what you meant by what you said just now? Those people you met before gave you face and everything was tacitly understood. I'm not that kind of person. I advise you to stop playing tricks and speak directly. If you dare to test me again, I'll chop you up and use you as fertilizer for my flowers and plants."

Zhu Rang thought of the bloody smell that lingered in Zanhua Lane for a long time, and knew that the flower owner had done this kind of thing many times.

The blood of those who died here had soaked the ground to a depth of several feet, and the strong smell of rouge could not be suppressed.

Zhu Rang saw the coldness of the Flower Lord and knew that he was capable of such a thing. If he really fell out with the Flower Lord, his uncle would probably blame him for not knowing how to behave, offending the Flower Lord and wasting his money on his younger brother.

"Yes, thank you for your teaching, uncle. I will never dare to do it again."

Lan Jin thought that this prince was really shameless. He hadn't even recognized Prince Zhongxin yet, but he had already run over to get close to his master. He was really willing to lose face.

Shen Yingxue watched him apologize, snorted again, took out the token, and placed it on the table in front of her, without pushing it towards Zhu Rang: "Do you know what this is?"

Zhu Rang did not dare to hide it: "It is the token of the former Demon Cult."

"Since you know this is a thing from the Demon Cult in the past, you should also know that this thing is only useful when the Demon Cult is still there. Now it is just an ordinary piece of wood. What use do you have for it?"

Only then did Lan Jin realize what Zhu Rang had done to have the audacity to steal his master's token.

He knew that the thing was Shen Yingxue's favorite. Shen Yingxue also said that the sign was his wife. Lan Jin didn't believe that he just regarded a piece of wood as his wife. He held the sign every day, probably because he was missing his old love.

When Shen Yingxue was ill, she held the sign tightly and wouldn't let anyone touch it. She even held it while eating and sleeping. Now her tone is normal and her speech is clear. She really treats the sign as a piece of wood.

Lan Jin has always been in charge of Shen Yingxue's illness. He knew that his master's condition had not improved. That day, he helped Shen Yingxue remove her makeup. Shen Yingxue also said that she could not see what the makeup on her face looked like, nor could she see the faces of these people.

He didn't get better, he just got some stimulation and was able to think gradually, but he still lived in that world that seemed real and illusory. He knew the difference between himself and others, and he knew that there was something wrong, but he was just trying his best to pretend to be a normal person.

Shen Yingxue looked at the token and said it was just an ordinary piece of wood and that the Demon Cult was gone. What was she thinking in her heart?

Zhu Rang smiled and said, "I was just thinking that my brother Lingyun had some dealings with the Demon Cult in the past. Even if I can't take my brother back, my uncle should be happy if I bring this thing back. I didn't expect that my uncle would take it so seriously. It makes me even more curious."

"It has nothing to do with you." Shen Yingxue put away the token.

He took out the token just now because he suddenly remembered that Xun Yan had given him a fake one at first. If this token was really useless, why would he fake it? Was it just for the sake of looking good?

Zhu Rang was trying hard to take the things away again... It wasn't that deliberate, it seemed quite casual, but who knew if he did it on purpose to let Shen Yingxue let down her guard.

Maybe game consoles do have other uses.

Shen Yingxue asked Lan Jin: "If I remember correctly, this token was brought by Zhu Chengyu?"

Lan Jin said: "Master remembers correctly, it was Zhu Chengyu who brought it back from Qingyu Palace."

Shen Yingxue: "How come Qingyu Palace has this?"

Lan Jin didn't know either. He had never paid attention to Qingyu Palace. Ever since he heard the news of Shen Yingxue's death, he was like a walking corpse and didn't care about anything anymore.

Zhu Rang said: "Back then, Shen Yingxue was besieged by many masters. She was seriously injured and tried to escape. She has been missing since then. Some of the people in that group went to track down Shen Yingxue's whereabouts, and some went to the Demon Cult and fought with the members of the Demon Cult. Most of the people in the Demon Cult died in that battle.

"Fu Sheng also went to look for Shen Yingxue. Shen Yingxue was seriously injured and bleeding profusely. The bloodstains disappeared at the edge of a cliff, leaving only the token.

"Fu Sheng got the token and sent people to search everywhere. He returned to Shattered Shadow Mountain and was just thinking about what the Demon Cult looked like. But someone set a fire and burned Shattered Shadow Mountain. Fu Sheng and others fled in a hurry, and the token was lost on the way. It might have been picked up by someone from Qingyu Palace."

Prince Zhongxin knew that Ling Yun was Shen Yingxue, and Zhu Rang knew it too. But for fear of causing trouble, neither of them said it out loud.

Although it is not clear why Hua Zhu detained Shen Yingxue and adopted him as his son, there must be a reason.

They used to think that Hua Zhu didn't know Ling Yun's true identity, but after seeing how much importance Hua Zhu attached to this token, Zhu Rang felt that Hua Zhu and Shen Yingxue might have known each other for a long time.

Shen Yingxue asked: "What is the relationship between Ling Yun and Shen Yingxue?"

Zhu Rang was stunned for a moment before he realized what he had just said. Ling Yun had something to do with the Demon Cult, and he wanted to take this thing back as a keepsake for his uncle.

Could it be that the flower owner actually has no feelings for the token, and all his actions just now were a trick to deceive him?

Zhu Rang used to think that he was a very smart person and he learned a lot of skills from his uncle. But in front of Hua Zhu, he found that his intelligence had no place to be displayed.

The only one who can compete with the flower owner is probably my uncle.

Zhu Rang smiled and said, "Wasn't Ling Yun mistaken for Shen Yingxue in Yuding Villa? I think he and Shen Yingxue must have similarities. Although the relationship between this token and Ling Yun is a bit strong, it is also an irrelevant thing. I thought you would reluctantly give it up..."

Shen Yingxue knew as soon as she heard it that he was talking nonsense again, "Kick him out."

Lan Jin wanted to push him away again. Zhu Rang came in and talked so much, but he didn't even sit down. He didn't dare to resist when Lan Jin pushed him. He kept asking, "Uncle, what's going on?"

Lan Jin pushed him outside without closing the door, and asked in a feminine voice with a hint of mockery, "How did the prince know that the thing was in the master's hand?"

Zhu Rang was just about to say that it was because he had seen Hua Zhu playing with it before, but before he could finish his words, he realized something was wrong.

The flower owner often plays with it, so Zhu Rang should know that the token is very important to the flower owner. He clearly knew it, but pretended not to know and came to test it. No wonder the flower owner was angry.

Zhu Rang sighed, "It's my fault for not learning from my mistakes. I showed off my skills in front of you, uncle. This time I really know I was wrong. Uncle, please let me in. We haven't had time to talk about business yet."

Lan Jin chuckled and locked Zhu Rang outside. After a while, he came out again: "The master said that you don't tell the truth, and you don't have any sincerity. If I want to cooperate with someone like you, I have to defeat you first. But the master can't bully the weak. The people in Zanhua Lane are much better than you. If any of them makes a move, you will be dead. I have to leave you outside to air it out, so that you, a rich prince, can know the ins and outs of Zanhua Lane."

After hearing this, Zhu Rang stopped complaining and accepted the rejection calmly.

Shen Yingxue was still angry, holding her game console and looking coldly at the shadow outside.

Lan Jin knew that he treated the token as his beloved, and even he and Xun Yan might not be as important as this token. Zhu Rang wanted to leave as soon as he arrived, which must have irritated him, so when he saw Shen Yingxue staring at the token, Lan Jin didn't think it was strange and didn't go up to persuade her.

Shen Yingxue stroked the textured plastic shell of the game console and pressed the power button reflexively. When she heard the familiar music, she remembered that now was not the time to play games.

Since it is already open, you might as well log in online, sign in, receive your stuff, and then log off.

Shen Yingxue opened the games one by one and simply completed the daily tasks. When he finished, a long time had passed. He glanced at the clock on the game console and asked Lan Jin, "Is Zhu Rang still here?"

Lan Jin said, "I'm waiting outside."

Shen Yingxue: "Let him in."

Lan Jin called Zhu Rang in, and Shen Yingxue asked him to sit down. Zhu Rang breathed a sigh of relief and no longer dared to make roundabout attempts.

The low couch by the window was not very big, and there was a small table on it. Shen Yingxue sat on the right side and Zhu Rang sat on the left. Although there was a table between them, the two people were not far away from each other.

Zhu Rang seemed to smell a faint scent of rouge on the flower owner, but he didn't know if it was an illusion.

He calmed down and said to the Flower Lord: "Although we have formed an alliance, we don't know each other's strength yet. My uncle wants to help you unify the martial arts world, but I don't know if the strength of the Hairpin Flower Lane can compete with those powerful sects."

This is indeed a problem.

If Shen Yingxue said that Zanhua Lane was weak, then there would be no value in the alliance. They might directly become puppets of King Zhongxin and be forced by King Zhongxin to do something.

If Zanhuaxiang is ridiculously powerful and can dominate the world without any help from that side, it will definitely be the first to become the biggest threat to King Zhongxin, and will be directly calculated and destroyed just like the Demon Cult.

Shen Yingxue said: "How do I know the strength of those powerful sects? I only know about Zanhua Lane. You also know that Zanhua Lane has been lurking in secret for more than ten years and has never had any conflict with anyone. No one knows how far it can go. This trip now is the process of proving whether my years of hard work have been successful."

Zhu Rang thought it made sense: "Uncle, you should know that Fu Sheng is my subordinate. They are well-informed in the Jueyue Building. Now that we are working together, it is a great benefit to each other. But a relationship at this level is too unreliable. Uncle wants to be closer to you, just like Wan Baogui and the Sun and Yan families."

Shen Yingxue asked: "Really?"

"In fact, there are other ways, but those methods are rather insidious, and Ling Yun is here with you, and uncle is also worried that he might be hurt by mistake." Zhu Rang said, "I had no choice but to resort to this last resort."

Shen Yingxue didn't say anything.

"Uncle, you said before that I can't beat around the bush, so I'll speak frankly and not play smart anymore. What my uncle means is that he knows you have a daughter here, who is beautiful, like a fairy, and you have taught her to be very polite, not as rude as the ordinary people in the world. It just so happens that there are also a few young talents in the palace, so why not ask for a marriage, what do you think, uncle?"

No wonder Zhu Rang tried to get close to me right from the start, it turned out that was his intention.

Shen Yingxue frowned and thought for a long time. How could there be any rich lady here? Who spread the rumor about him?

Seeing that Shen Yingxue didn't say anything, Zhu Rang thought that he was unwilling: "Could it be that the young master of the palace is not worthy of your adopted daughter?"

He emphasized the word "loyalty" and reminded Shen Yingxue that the girl was not his biological daughter and that the flower owner actually benefited from this transaction.

For a person from the underworld to marry into the royal family is already considered a high-ranking marriage, so why bother to be picky?

Shen Yingxue finally understood who Zhu Rang was talking about. "Which young man is your uncle going to choose to match her?"

Zhu Rang said, "I came here this time to ask for your daughter's birth date and horoscope, and then have someone calculate which one is more suitable. But if you have someone you like, you might as well tell me directly."

Shen Yingxue had never been a matchmaker before, so she was very interested in this. He smiled and said, "I don't even know how many brothers you have. If you count those within the seventh degree of kinship, I don't know where my daughter will marry."

Lan Jin clenched his fist, put it to his mouth and coughed softly.

Master, wake up. You don’t have a daughter. Han Jing is a boy!

Shen Yingxue ignored him and looked at Zhu Rang with a smile, waiting for his reply.

The first few times Zhu Rang met Hua Zhu, he always looked intimidating, cold and powerful. He never thought that Hua Zhu could smile so charmingly. Even the red birthmark on his face seemed to come alive, becoming gentle and brilliant.

Zhu Rang was stunned for a moment, thinking, if Hua Zhu really had a daughter, she must be a rare gentle and beautiful woman in the world. Unfortunately, Hua Zhu didn't have a daughter, but she did have a son.

Girls who are sickly and weak are like willows that are weak in the wind and unable to bear the weight of clothes, which attracts men's sympathy. However, a man who is so sick cannot be relied on by a woman, nor can he achieve success in his career.

Didn’t Hua Zhu’s biological son Zhu Chengyu take after Hua Zhu, with snow-white hair and blind eyes?

Shen Yingxue asked: "Why don't you speak?"

Zhu Rang asked, "Uncle, what do you think of me?"

Shen Yingxue sighed: "You are too old."

Zhu Rang thought to himself that the flower owner didn't let others beat around the bush and he himself spoke directly. If someone else heard him say this, they would have gotten angry a long time ago.

Zhu Rang acted aggrieved: "I am only over thirty years old now, which is the prime of a man's youth. I have already been canonized as the crown prince. In a few years, I will inherit the title and become a prince. It is not a grievance for your daughter to marry me."

Shen Yingxue still said the same thing: "Over thirty is really too old. Jing'er is only nineteen now, and is very different from you."

Lan Jin was listening on the side and just wanted to call Han Jing over so that he could listen too. If Han Jing heard it, he would definitely have a good look on his face.

Zhu Rang saw that the flower owner was relatively gentle, and thought he had figured out his temper. It turned out that this man was also a person who would not tolerate toughness but would rather be treated softly. He smiled and said, "How can you be considered old when you are over thirty years old?"

Shen Yingxue said, "You are only a few years younger than me. You can even call me brother, but how can you marry my daughter? Besides, you are already over 30 years old. Don't you have a few women around you? Jing'er will just be a concubine if she marries you. If I die one day, she will be helpless."

Zhu Rang had never considered Hua Zhu's age before, but now after hearing what Hua Zhu said, he realized that he should calculate this man's age.

He used to think that men in their 70s and 80s, let alone 30s and 40s, were still in their prime, and that it was a good time to work hard on their careers, no matter how old they were. Hua Zhu didn't look old, and in terms of appearance, she seemed to be the same age as him, but in terms of sophistication, she seemed to be of the same generation as the elders.

Zhu Rang looked at Hua Zhu carefully and guessed his age based on Zhu Chengyu's age. He was indeed only a few years older than himself.

Zhu Rang had indeed married a wife a long time ago and had many concubines in the backyard. He recommended himself just as a joke, knowing that Hua Zhu would never choose him.

Zhu Rang touched his nose and said with a smile, "If I can't do it, then what about Zhu Ling? He is my uncle's second son, a young man who grew up in the palace. My uncle loves him very much. He is spoiled and a noble man."

Shen Yingxue said, "This is even worse. Zhu Ling's child is not even as old as Jing'er. If he marries Jing'er, not only will he not love his wife, but he will also ask his wife to take care of him. Once Jing'er marries him, he will have another son. It will be too much trouble."

"I have seen how much Uncle loves Miss Jing'er." Zhu Rang said, "I can't do it, and neither can Zhu Ling, but Ling Yun can do it, right?"

Shen Yingxue was still waiting for him to mention a few other candidates, but she didn't expect that he would mention her.

Lan Jin also widened his eyes slightly and looked at Zhu Rang in disbelief.

He really had misjudged the person. Zhu Chengyu looked like she was trying to seduce the master, but ended up being the master's son. Zhu Rang came to act as a matchmaker for Han Jing, but he ended up being the master!

Although he knew that they were father and son and could not possibly get married, Lan Jin was still very alert.

Why did he feel that Zhu Rang was not coming for Han Jing, but for Ling Yun?

Lan Jin looked at Zhu Rang with increasingly hostile eyes, but he knew that now was not the time to reveal his identity, so he lowered his head and closed his eyes, trying his best to suppress his murderous intent.

Shen Yingxue said: "Lingyun and Jing'er are like siblings, how can they be together?"

"What's wrong with being like siblings? It's good enough as long as they have affection. What's more, they are not real siblings. Jing'er is your adopted daughter, and Lingyun is your uncle's child. Isn't this perfect?"

Shen Yingxue looked at him solemnly.

Although I don't know what he is planning, I always feel that there is some other calculation behind it.

Zhu Rang was really afraid of Hua Zhu's ability to guess people's minds. No matter how he tried to cover it up, Hua Zhu seemed to be able to tell something was wrong from some of his words. When Zhu Rang said this, he didn't think much about it. He just thought it was a good idea on a whim and started to push it hard.

After being looked at by the flower master like this, Zhu Rang suddenly understood what he was thinking.

Although he is the crown prince of Prince Anchung, he is the closest and most capable person to his uncle Prince Chungsin. If his uncle can inherit the throne, Zhu Ling, that waste, will definitely not be able to become the crown prince, and it is very likely that he will succeed.

In his heart, he had long regarded his uncle as his father, and it was only a matter of time before he would inherit his uncle's name.

But suddenly Ling Yun appeared, still the former Shen Yingxue. Even though he had gone mad and was not with his uncle, Zhu Rang still felt a sense of crisis.

Uncle really cares about this son.

Zhu Rang knew that a madman could never become emperor, but he still regarded Ling Yun as a threat.

Zhu Rang didn't dare to fall out with King Zhongxin, so he couldn't attack Ling Yun, or his uncle would tear him apart. He could only break Ling Yun's wings first, so that he could gain a complete advantage when he fought for power in the future.

Ling Yun and Hua Zhu already have a good relationship. If his uncle finds him a powerful in-law, and they have a child, Zhu Rang will not be able to compete.

Therefore, it would be best to tie Ling Yun and Hua Zhu together. After all, these two people are in the same boat, so it doesn't matter even if they become relatives.

Zhu Rang lowered his head so that the flower owner could not see his eyes.

Shen Yingxue said: "Don't say this again."

Zhu Rang had no idea what Hua Zhu was thinking, and he was very afraid. If Hua Zhu knew his uncle's plot, and knew about his rivalry with Ling Yun, he would probably beat him to death on the spot, bury him under a tree as fertilizer, and then tell King Zhongxin that he wanted to kill Ling Yun, and King Zhongxin would not suspect anything.

Zhu Rang panicked and said, "Yes."

He knew that the flower owner could definitely see his panic.

In the previous conversations, Hua Zhu had easily seen through him. It was impossible to hide it from Hua Zhu now. Hua Zhu said nothing just to give him a little face. And... he didn't know that Uncle King Zhongxin wanted to usurp the throne.

Shen Yingxue was very surprised. Was Zhu Rang frightened by him? He was talking and laughing just now, why did he suddenly become motionless like a quail?

The flower master is not a very curious person. Shen Yingxue did not say anything and poured some water for him to drink. He has been playing the role of the flower master recently, and his exercise volume has dropped sharply. He drank a lot of water, and even poking a hole would soak the flowers.

Shen Yingxue thought that she couldn't keep going like this, otherwise she would become useless.

He also wanted to take advantage of Jiang Hanfeng and Zhu Chengyu's absence to do some good things. There were subordinates waiting outside the courtyard, and he would have to send them away when the time came, or simply remove his disguise and dress up as Ling Yun. But if he removed his disguise, he would not be able to stay calm.

Shen Yingxue also thought about learning disguise from Xun Yan, but his eyes were full of mosaics, and the colors of some things were wrong, so it was impossible for her to learn. Even after the disguise was applied, she had no idea what she would look like, so she had to give up.

Lan Jin wanted to learn it, but he was also responsible for other affairs in Zanhua Lane. He had no time and his learning progress was very slow.

Shen Yingxue drank another glass of water without realizing it.

Lan Jin filled his glass and said, "Master, it's time to eat soon, drink less."

Shen Yingxue nodded, "Then I won't drink it."

Zhu Rang came back to his senses and looked at Shen Yingxue hesitantly: "Uncle, the marriage can be postponed, but I came here today to see my brother Ling Yun. I wonder if you can allow me to do so? If I can't see him, I won't be able to report to you after I go back. Uncle, please understand me."

Shen Yingxue asked Lan Jin: "When will Xun Yan come back?"

If the time is long, then he definitely can't take off his disguise. If the time is short, it doesn't matter if he uses the identity of Ling Yun, and he can just wear the hat when he plays the role of the flower master.

Zhu Rang didn't understand why he asked such an irrelevant question, but Lan Jin understood: "It will take at least half a month."

Shen Yingxue asked: "What do you think?"

When the time comes, Lan Jin will definitely be needed to cover it up.

Lan Jin thought about it and said, "Okay."

The affairs of Zanhua Lane were all handled by him and Li Baiqi, so Shen Yingxue didn't need to show up, she just had to stay in the house. The only people who might come to see him during this period were those from the Zhongxin Palace.

Zhu Rang is here now, and I don’t know when I will come next time.

If someone comes again, I can just put on a hat to cover myself up, or lie about having a cold, or some other reason, and I will always be able to fool them.

Shen Yingxue said: "That's it."

Zhu Rang asked carefully, "Uncle, do you mean that you agree to let me see Ling Yun?"

Shen Yingxue said: "Yeah."

"Then I have to have a shameless meal at my uncle's place. Why not invite brother Lingyun over as well so we can have a chat." Zhu Rang felt that Hua Zhu did not trust him, and he would never do anything to let Lingyun down by being with him in front of Hua Zhu.

Unexpectedly, the flower owner refused: "I don't want to see Lingyun, you can go find him there by yourself."

Zhu Rang was stunned for a moment, "Yes."

Shen Yingxue also felt something was wrong. The previous scenario that the Flower Lord didn't want to see Ling Yun was made up by Jiang Hanfeng, and it was very logical. But now, Zhu Rang knew that Ling Yun was not the Flower Lord's son, but actually the son of King Zhongxin, Zhu Ling's brother. If he still insisted that Ling Yun was insulted by King Zhongxin and Zhu Ling, it would be too outrageous.

You have to think of a suitable reason.

Shen Yingxue was worried. It was a pity that Jiang Hanfeng was not there, otherwise things would be much simpler. Why would he need a madman to make up stories here just to make the story plausible?

After the meal was served, Shen Yingxue and Zhu Rang ate together. He put down his chopsticks early. Lan Jin let Zhu Rang eat first and picked up Shen Yingxue and went into the house.

Zhu Rang had seen Hua Zhu being carried around by others before, and now he just felt pity when he saw it again.

Such a powerful man can't even stand up.

Lan Jin removed Shen Yingxue's disguise, washed and dressed him, changed his clothes, and escorted him out through the secret passage to Ling Yun's residence. Then he came back and said to Zhu Rang, "The master is a little exhausted and cannot entertain guests. After the prince has finished his meal, I will take you to see Ling Yun."

Zhu Rang said, "Oh, OK."

Is it because of Ling Yun?

Interestingly, Huazhu adopted Lingyun as his adopted son and held him tightly, refusing to let him go, yet she didn't even want to see him.

Zhu Rang finished his meal in a hurry, said something to Lan Jin, rinsed his mouth with tea, wiped his hands, and went with him to see Ling Yun.

He was a little afraid of Lan Jin, who was gentle to the point of being charming and gloomy, and whose tone of voice was very strange. Even the eunuchs in the palace were not so feminine. But Zhu Rang still suppressed his fear and spoke to Lan Jin with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Cat has been here for quite some time, right?"

Lan Jin said: "It's been a while."

"Have you been serving the flower owner all this time?"

"nice."

Zhu Rang wanted to test him in a roundabout way, but the two tests today had left him with a psychological shadow. Zhu Rang's usual code of conduct was suddenly broken, and when he spoke again, he was not as clear and orderly as before.

"Master Cat, can you tell me when Ling Yun came to Zanhua Lane?" Zhu Rang said with a smile, "To be honest, although I am Ling Yun's cousin, I have never met him. You should know that the eldest son of the Zhongxin Palace died at the age of two. In fact, he was missing, and my uncle searched for him for many years but couldn't find him until a few days ago, when he found Ling Yun."

Lan Jin smiled and didn't answer.

Zhu Rang said, "My parents love me dearly, and my uncle is busy, so I have no choice but to come and visit my cousin. I thought, if I find out more about my cousin and tell my uncle about it, he will be happy. Mr. Cat, just tell me what you can say."

Lan Jin said: "Ling Yun came to Zanhua Lane three months ago."

I was all ears, but after waiting for a long time, there was no follow-up.

Is that it?

Is this all I can say?

What's the difference between this and not saying anything? Zhu let himself know that Ling Yun used to live next to Zhongxin Prince's Mansion, otherwise he wouldn't have been discovered by his uncle. He came to Zanhua Lane, it must have been after that.

Zhu Rang smiled and said, "Mr. Cat is too cautious. What does just one sentence mean?"

Lan Jin said: "If the prince wants to know, wouldn't it be better to ask Ling Yun directly?"

Zhu Rang also remembered that Zanhuaxiang must have asked Ling Yun many questions. Ling Yun had gone crazy. A crazy person might talk nonsense, but his words did not come out of thin air. There must be a few truths in them.

Could it be that Zanhua Lane already knows that Ling Yun is Shen Yingxue?

After Zhu Rang finished thinking this, he remembered that he had previously deduced that the flower owner might know Shen Yingxue, so that's why he cared so much about the token.

He shook his head, thinking that the Flower Master was truly amazing, having broken down his mental defenses. He followed the Flower Master's pace completely, and everything was under the Flower Master's control.

"We're here." Lan Jin pushed open the door. "Please come in, Prince."

Zhu Rang stepped into the small courtyard. The courtyard here was similar to where the flower owner lived, but smaller, with only three rooms. There was a big tree in the middle of the courtyard, and the same stone table and benches next to it. There were flowers and plants planted everywhere, and now there was a kind of purple wild flower blooming, which was quite interesting.

Ling Yun was not in the yard. Zhu Rang followed Lan Jin inside and went to the house on the left.

The windows of this room were closed, so no light came in, and the room was a little dark. Inside was a large black bed, with yellow curtains hanging around it, not spread out. Beside the bed was a thick animal skin blanket. The room also had tables, chairs, vases, porcelain, desks, hangers, and other items.

On the big black bed, there lay a frail figure, dressed in white, curled up slightly, with his back to the door, so his face could not be seen clearly. Zhu Rang only thought that the man on the bed had very good hair, not at all like the rough hair of someone who had been ill for a long time.

"Lingyun, someone is here to see you." Lan Jin said.

The person on the bed hummed softly, a voice completely different from Hua Zhu's, sounding clearer, colder, and younger.

Zhu Rang said to Lan Jin, "Thank you, Master Cat, for leading the way. I am very happy to see my brother today. I have a few words of personal conversation to say to him. I wonder if Master Cat could avoid it?"

Lan Jin knew that Shen Yingxue was not ignorant of the situation. If there was danger, he could make some movement and would not suffer any loss, so he withdrew.

Zhu Rang walked slowly forward to the bedside and saw that the young man on the bed was indeed curled up with his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Shen Yingxue." Zhu Rang called softly, "Are you still awake?"

Shen Yingxue suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were like a sharp sword, his face was full of sternness, as if he was still the arrogant leader of the demon sect. He turned over, poked Zhu Rang's acupuncture points with his fingers, and looked at him steadily.

Zhu Rang knew that Shen Yingxue was not a mediocre and incompetent person, but he also knew that Shen Yingxue was seriously injured, and many of the injuries were caused by Fu Sheng himself. Moreover, he was crazy. It was said that when he was crazy, he couldn't even recognize people and couldn't speak.

Shen Yingxue's defensive behavior was completely beyond Zhu Rang's expectations.

He is worthy of being the former leader of the evil cult.

No wonder the flower master protected him and adopted him as his son. Even if a person like this was covered in wounds and mentally damaged, he was still a promising person.

Such a person is actually his uncle's biological son.

Zhu Rang sighed, then smiled and said to Shen Yingxue, "Do you know who I am?"

Shen Yingxue ignored him and continued to look at him steadily. After a while, she asked in a stiff tone, "Who is it?"

Zhu Rang said gently: "I am your brother."

Shen Yingxue looked confused.

"Your biological father, Zhu Qingyi, the King of Loyalty, came to visit you not long ago. Do you remember him?" Zhu Rang's tone was like coaxing a young child. "I am your father's nephew, your cousin."

Shen Yingxue slowly sat back down, but did not untie Zhu Rang's acupoints.

Zhu Rang asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Yingxue slightly bent her body, pressed her abdomen, looked at Zhu Rang, and said calmly: "It hurts here."

Although Shen Yingxue's face showed no expression and her tone was calm, Zhu Rang could actually see a hint of grievance and coquettishness in her.

Zhu Rang knew that Sang Zichen had stabbed his dantian twice, and he had some other injuries, but the most important injury was here. Shen Yingxue's madness was closely related to the disorder of his aura.

"Poor child." Zhu Rang asked, "Does your wrist still hurt?"

Shen Yingxue looked at her right hand and handed it to Zhu Rang: "It hurts."

Zhu Rang said, "Help me to unblock the acupuncture points, and I will massage you, okay?"

Shen Yingxue looked at him blankly.

Zhu Rang repeated it again, and Shen Yingxue said, "I don't know how to unblock the acupuncture points."

Zhu Rang wanted to scold him, but he didn't dare to. He could only maintain this attitude and build a good relationship with this idiot. As far as he knew, Hua Zhu and his uncle were trying to cure Shen Yingxue, but Shen Yingxue's condition had not improved. It was obvious that if he didn't regulate his Qi, his illness would never be cured.

As long as Shen Yingxue has no descendants, this man will not be his opponent.

Zhu Rang tried his best to be nicer to Shen Yingxue to please his uncle.

Shen Yingxue sat on the bed, rubbing her right wrist with her left hand.

His wrist is now normal, and he has no problem with daily life, but he can't lift heavy objects. Shen Yingxue had a hard time holding the scabbard before. I don't know if it's psychological, but it always hurts when it's late at night, but he has no problem playing games, which is amazing.

Zhu Rang seemed to have said something again, but Shen Yingxue was distracted and didn't notice. When he came back to his senses, he looked at Zhu Rang blankly, and Zhu Rang patiently repeated, "Is the flower owner good to you?"

Shen Yingxue's first act of pretending to be crazy: "Who is the flower owner?"

Zhu Rang said, "He is the man with red patterns on his face who often wears black clothes. He always sits down and needs to be carried when he walks. He might even ask you to call him father."

Shen Yingxue pretended to think for a while: "It's that person."

"Yes, that's him." Zhu Rang said, "I heard that he doesn't want to see you recently. Do you know why?"

Although Zhu Rang asked this, he actually had no hope. Shen Yingxue looked too ill. Except for the quick and fierce counterattack at the beginning, she was like a fool at other times.

Shen Yingxue said, "Because he couldn't bear it."

Zhu Rang asked, "Why can't you bear it?"

Shen Yingxue said: "I don't know."

He followed Jiang Hanfeng's script, and the flower owner was Shen Yingxue's brother-in-law.

Anyway, King Zhongxin and Shen Ying