It turns out that the young man in blue is A Luo, the prince of Miro. He ordered someone to pretend to be him to deceive Bai Ren's eyes, and he brought Leng Jiu to Nanyue first, just to see the woman in his heart. It's a pity...

A Luo lowered his head, a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

"I heard that Princess Nanyue is very beautiful!" Leng Jiu said happily.

Beautiful? A Luo smiled gently, his eyes fell on a ring on his finger, and his mind recalled bits and pieces of the past. His dark brown eyes suddenly became unusually gentle, and the light in his pupils was as brilliant as the starlight reflected in the lake, dispersing with the wind.

Will she still remember the boy who snatched the candied haws from her five years ago?

Dong Qing'er returned to her parents' home. Even though Dong Wenhua was extremely reluctant, she still accepted it silently. Now Prince Changning was just an idle prince, who took concubines and went out to have affairs. He should be taught a lesson.

After Dong Qing'er returned to her parents' home, she even let her hair down, which made Dong Wenhua frown.

Today was a rare day as it was a temple fair, so after Dong Qing'er dressed up at home, she took Xiaoxi out, booked a banquet at the inn, and ordered Xiaoxi to invite Yue Nanchen.

Early in the morning, Fulu came to open the door and saw Xiaoxi waiting at the door.

After hearing what Xiaoxi said, Fulu waved his hand calmly and said, "Go back and tell your queen, and tell her that I will tell the prince!"

Xiaoxi gave him many instructions and then left.

"Bah! What bad luck so early in the morning!" Fulu complained, asked a few servants to clean the courtyard, and went straight back to his room without even reporting.

In the pavilion, Jiang Cheng stood far away, taking in everything. He raised his hand to let Ningxiang hold it, and replied gracefully.

The room.

Not long after, the back door of Prince Yongnan's Mansion was opened. Ningxiang looked out furtively, and after making sure that no one had discovered her, she imitated the cat's meow twice.

A servant came hurriedly around the corner. Ningxiang stuffed the handkerchief into the servant's hand and said, "Give this to the Prime Minister!"

The boy nodded quickly, looked around, and ran away quickly.

Ningxiang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately closed the door.

The Prime Minister asked her to keep a close eye on Dong Qing'er and his actions, and not even tell Miss Jiang Cheng. Although she didn't know why, she had no choice but to do it.

Dong Qing'er waited and waited in the inn. Several dishes had been changed, but there was still no sign of Yue Nanchen, so she ordered Xiaoxi to urge him again.

Fulu simply moved a chair and sat in front of the gate, holding a teapot in his hand, taking a sip from time to time and chatting with the guard. When he saw Xiaoxi coming over, he greeted her warmly. After listening to Xiaoxi's words, he waved his hand and asked her to go back.

In the study, Yue Nanchen watched all this calmly through the wooden window.

On the outskirts of Nanyue capital is a forest and a long mountain road. Green grass and trees on both sides set off the bluestone steps, which extend upward one level after another, stretching as far as the eye can see. On the distant mountaintop, a corner of the flying eaves vaguely reveals a magnificent palace.

That is the royal temple of Nanyue, where the royal family prays for the country. This place is only open once a year, and that is today.

The steps were crowded with people. They did not fear the high mountains and long journeys just to burn incense to the Buddha, make a wish, and visit the royal temple.

Avoiding the steps, Yue Nanchen went straight up the mountain from the back, running all the way, his clothes fluttering and the black bamboo swaying.

"Master, you are here!"

There was already a little monk waiting at the entrance of the mountain.

Yue Nanchen curled his lips. It seemed that person really knew his heart as well as he had for ten years!

"Take me to see the Imperial Master!" Yue Nanchen spoke softly, his stern face relaxing a little.

"Yes!" The little monk bowed his head respectfully, bowed and led the way.

The high threshold, the lingering sandalwood, the majestic Buddha statues, the sound of chanting, the further you go inside, the more the sternness on Yue Nanchen's face becomes relaxed, and finally his expression becomes calm.

When I first met him, he said that he had wisdom and was suitable for converting to Buddhism. Now he has become an executioner with blood on his hands. I wonder if he still sticks to his fallacies after not seeing him for three years.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the hall, a gray figure caught Yue Nanchen's sight.

He has hardly changed. He has been wearing the same grey monk's robe and a monk's hat on his head for ten years. Although his clothes are simple, his beautiful facial features make people unable to look away at once.

Except when meeting royal family members, he usually covered his face with a veil. It was not because he was vain, but because he was afraid that his worldly appearance would disturb people's devotion to Buddha.

He is Nanyue's National Master Tianwen, the last disciple of the previous National Master. Except for major sacrificial activities, he never goes down the mountain. He is the most noble and transcendent person in Nanyue, almost on par with Nanyue's Emperor Yue Nanxuan.

Without waiting for Yue Nanchen to speak, Tianwen slowly stood up, looked back, and after a careful examination, he whispered, "The prince is worried, I don't know why!"

Yue Nanchen crossed his arms over his chest, "It seems like nothing can be hidden from you!"

Tianwen smiled faintly, his eyes calm, "Would you like to play a game of chess with the prince?"

"good!"

Outside the main hall, under the cherry tree, a gray

Two men in black and white sat around a stone table. On the stone table was a chessboard with black and white pieces placed all over it.

"You lost!" Tian Wen smiled lightly, put the white pieces onto the chessboard, then waved his sleeves and took away a large number of black pieces.

His sleeves fell, and the sunlight shone on his face. Although his graceful and lean body was wrapped in a monk's robe, it was still full of vitality. His smooth and perfect curves were impeccable, revealing a pure and simple beauty.

The faint sunlight was hanging down, and in the sunlight, one could even see the delicate blood vessels spreading on his almost transparent skin, which was incomparably delicate and faintly revealed a magical power that bewitched people.

Yue Nanchen could only give up the whole game and silently look at Tianwen’s delicate face.

"Have you ever regretted it?"

Tianwen smiled faintly, "What about you? Have you ever regretted it?"

Yue Nanchen slowly raised the corners of his lips, "This is the fate of being a member of the royal family!"

Tianwen slowly reached into the black piece pot, picked up the black piece, and put it on the chessboard. "In fact, you still have a way to go. You can survive by risking your life. Give up this chess piece, as long as you are willing to do so!"

Yue Nanchen looked at the whole situation carefully, stood up, and looked at him seriously without joking. "You are thoughtful and far-sighted, and you are good at both literature and martial arts. If I have to choose, I hope I will never be your enemy in this life."

Tianwen chuckled and stood up slowly, "It's a pity that I lack two words, ambition, so I will never be your enemy in this life!"

"I hope so!" Yue Nanchen smiled faintly and slowly walked away.

"Master, is the prince leaving just like that?" The little monk prepared tea.

Tian Wen lowered his eyes to look at the chessboard, "Because he already has an idea in his mind!"

She watched the man walk away, "Yuen Nanchen, I'm also afraid of becoming your enemy!"

Looking up, he observed the stars. It was already the tenth year of Nanyue. The person he was waiting for might appear soon! The legendary phoenix that could overthrow the five kingdoms, he couldn't wait to see what she looked like!

"Shami, get ready, we are going down the mountain!"

The little monk was delighted, "Master, is this true? Can we finally go down the mountain?"

Tian Wen nodded, turned around and walked towards the palace. It had been ten years. Ten years to sharpen a sword was enough!

The matter was decided, and the way down the mountain seemed much easier.

At the gate of Prince Yongnan's Palace, Fulu was dozing off.

Yue Nanchen coughed suddenly, which frightened Fulu so much that he trembled and immediately rolled off the bench.

"Master, when did you go out?" Fulu got up from the ground and asked quickly, nodding his head.

"Fulu, you are so brave, who told you to act on your own?" Yue Nanchen narrowed his eyes coldly, revealing his majesty.

Fulu's heart trembled, and he immediately understood what was going on, but he just lowered his eyes and brows and said nothing.

He is doing this for my own good, so even if I punish him, he will accept it!

"Which inn is Miss Dong in?" Yue Nanchen asked coldly.

Fulu bit his lip, "Hail!" He knelt on the ground suddenly, "Master, you'd better not go. Now the Ning Wangfei has fallen out with Ningwang and returned to the Shangshu Mansion. Everyone in Yuecheng knows about this. If you go forward at this time, wouldn't that be..."

"What is it?" Yue Nanchen smiled coldly, flicked his sleeves unhappily and walked away.

"Master!" Fulu yelled, then stamped his feet angrily. It seemed that what the Third Madam said was right. Master's head was stuck in paste. He really should hit it with the late emperor's spirit tablet to open his mind.