Yue Nanchen remained calm, "Then my two princesses will have to rely more on my third brother!"

Yue Nanxuan was stunned, and then he realized that he had fallen into a trap. However, thinking about it for Yaoyao, he didn't say anything more and was willing to do it.

Yue Nanchen felt a mixture of emotions at this moment, watching his beloved third brother obsessed with the red rose. If the red rose was really Lan Shuiyao...

I don’t know why, but when I thought of this, Yue Nanchen felt more confused than ever before. He couldn’t understand what was going on and just didn’t know which direction to go.

Even though Yue Nanchen has killed countless people and is cold and bloodthirsty, he has only a vague understanding of feelings. Just like his feelings for Dong Qing'er, the love, liking and obsession he thinks of is nothing more than a favor from his childhood memories.

But he misinterpreted it as love and persisted for so many years.

"Third brother, what if Red Rose doesn't come?" Yue Nanchen didn't want to think about it anymore, and asked while looking at the withered flowers on the ground outside the window.

Yue Nanxuan also frowned. This was exactly what he was worried about. He was afraid that even if the treasures he displayed would not be in Red Rose's eyes, so he took out the national treasure of Louxi Country. If this still did not attract Red Rose...

The more Yue Nanxuan thought about it, the more confused he became. In the end, he said firmly, "She will definitely come! When she comes, you just need to ensure her safety. I will fight her myself!"

He found it interesting when he thought of the identity he had fabricated, the sword-bearing guard before the emperor.

Yue Nanchen was silent, just nodded, looking at Yue Nanxuan's anxious eyes, and suddenly fell into a dilemma.

On the one hand, he hopes that Red Rose will show up so that she can reveal her true identity, and on the other hand,

He also seemed to hope that the red rose would not appear. Such a contradiction had never occurred in the past twenty-five years.

In a house not far from Shuiyao's Yiranxuan, Tianwen sat upright on a fine mahogany carved round chair, with his eyes lowered, his beautiful lips gently moving as he chanted the Buddha's name.

Although he did it for survival and opportunity at the time, he has become accustomed to this kind of life over the past decade or so.

A gray shadow flashed by outside the window, as quick and silent as falling leaves.

Tianwen had a pair of sky-blue eyes, aloof from the world, calmly blending into the tranquility of heaven and earth. They were deep and boundless, but after hearing the silent sound, they flashed quickly, like the twinkling of faint starlight.

"Wuyuan..." He called his little disciple's name softly, which sounded warm but concealed a deep coldness and indifference. "Master is hungry. Go make some vegetarian food for Master!"

The young monk quickly stood up and bowed, "Yes, Master, I will go right away!"

Not long after the little monk left, a grey shadow quickly appeared in the hall, silently, but the cool air that followed was hard to ignore.

"My lord, King Yongnan sent Qianhun to deliver a piece of unfinished chess!" As the gray shadow spoke, a chess piece spun out from under him. Tianwen stretched out his arm, and the unfinished chess piece stood steadily in his hand.

The chess game is even more bizarre. A white piece is surrounded by a large number of black pieces. It seems that there is no way out. In fact, there are two major loopholes. One can solve the current dilemma, and the other can turn defeat into victory.

He just picked up a chess piece at random, which only solved the current dilemma. Tianwen smiled calmly, spun his hand, and the chessboard flew out, "Take it back and give it to Qianhun!"

The man in gray nodded immediately and then quickly disappeared into the sky.

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Staring at the white and blue sky, Tian Wen knew what Yue Nanchen wanted to say. He must have realized something. Unfortunately, he had been waiting for so many years for this opportunity and there was no turning back!

In Prince Leng's mansion, Leng Yichen casually flipped through the book and put it down impatiently, staring blankly at the light and shadow coming in from the window and fell into deep thought.

Liu Xiu sighed softly, knowing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was worried about leaving Nanyue again, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at his own incompetence.

The Queen trusted him so much that she sent him to the Prince's side. Unfortunately, he had no one and no power, so he was really powerless!

This time, Leng Yichen was not thinking about how to leave Nanyue. He was thinking about the woman he met in front of Lanshui Tower. Later, he found out that the woman was Lan Shuiyao's mother Xiuru.

She, a woman who never leaves her house, actually knows the prince of Miro Country. Could it be...

"Liu Xiu!" Leng Yichen suddenly became excited and called him, "Go and help me check Lan Mu's concubine Xiuru. I believe that they must be extraordinary people!"

Liu Xiu quickly responded, "Yes!" and immediately felt happy that he could help Leng Yichen.

The Queen Mother's illness gradually got better, but she became increasingly cold towards Prince Changning. Finally, it was decided that after the Chinese Valentine's Day, they would go to the royal temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, which meant that Prince Changning could only stay until after the Chinese Valentine's Day.

The court has always been a place of power. When the news that Lan Shuiyao treated the empress dowager spread, many officials immediately took advantage of the situation and became warmer to Lan Mu, speaking flattering words to him when they met.

Lan Mu knew that this was all because of Lan Shuiyao, so he urged Mrs. Lan Xiuru to go to Lan Shuilou to find Lan Shuiyao every day.

To keep in touch, but Mrs. Lan never went there again, as if she was worried about something.

On this day, a new cook came to the mansion. She was a great cook, especially a hot and sour fish, which was both sour and spicy, and was deeply loved by Mrs. Lan Xiuru.

The maid led the cook to Mrs. Lan's room.

Xiuru looked up at the cook. She was in her thirties, plain-looking, with shy eyes. She immediately liked her and asked, "This hot and sour fish tastes so special. Where did you learn it from?"

The cook quickly replied, "Madam, my parents are from Miro. Fish is rare in Miro, so this fish is especially precious. People always want to use the best seasonings to marinate and cook it. Over time, this specialty dish has been formed!"

Xiu Ru raised her eyebrows and said in surprise, "So you are from Mi Luo. I wonder if you have been back recently?"

The cook quickly replied, "I went back with my husband last year. The crops were plentiful and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Did the lady go to Miro?"

Xiuru was stunned, and immediately shook her head and said, "No, no, I just heard that it is spring all year round there, so I am curious!"

The cook immediately smiled and said, "Yes, because it is a valley, the changes throughout the year are not particularly big, but there are differences. If you have time, you can go for a walk!"

These words seemed to have touched something hidden in Xiuru's heart. She chuckled and said,

"I am just a woman. I stay in this courtyard all year round and rarely go out. How can I go back to such a faraway place? Okay, go back. I will make you another spicy and sour fish tonight. I like it!"

The cook left the room and looked around cautiously.

, walked to the back door and waved, and immediately a little beggar came forward.

She whispered a few words to the little beggar, who listened, nodded, and quickly took out a bundle. The bundle was full of specialties of the country of Miro, including snow forges and food.

The cook asked the maid to give the snow forge to Mrs. Lan, saying it was a token of her appreciation. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lan cried all night while touching the snow forge.

Liu Xiu summarized the information he had obtained and gave it to Leng Yichen. After Leng Yichen took a look at it, he became more determined in his thinking.

This Xiuru is no simple matter. Not only is she from the Kingdom of Miro, but she has also met Prince A Luo. As for Lan Shuiyao... Leng Yichen quickly made a plan in his mind. He could not just sit and wait for the empty promise from Red Rose, he had to take action himself.

In the inn, Leng Jiu hurried back from outside, "Your Highness, I have inquired about it. The Qixi Festival is a traditional festival in Nanyue. It is said that on this day, there will not only be a lantern festival, but young men and women will also give each other tokens of love. This is a good opportunity. The Emperor and the Empress have been waiting anxiously and want you to marry Princess Nanhan as soon as possible. Why not take this opportunity..."

A Luo stood up, looked at the blue sky, pursed his thin eyebrows and pursed his lips like cherry blossoms, "Qixi Festival, it sounds like a wonderful festival!" His eyes lit up, and he remembered the scene when he and Shui'er played in the palace with lanterns when they were children, and his heart felt warm.

"Leng Jiu, go buy me some drawing paper, bamboo and glue. I want to make a lantern myself!"

Leng Jiu was overjoyed when he heard this, "Okay, okay, okay, since the Crown Prince has this intention, are you afraid that Princess Nanhan won't be tempted? I'll go right away!"

Looking at Leng Jiu's receding back, A Luo smiled faintly and said, "The lanterns I made only come with water!"