"Master Qin, don't say anything more. I won't go with you."
"You..." Qin Zhifeng was angry and turned around to sit at the table.
Sang Yin frowned: "Young Master, please go back."
"If you don't leave, then I will accompany you."
Sang Yin stared at his back, the corners of her mouth twitched, her eyes a little sour. She took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions: "I don't want the young master to interfere in my affairs."
Qin Zhifeng remained unmoved.
"Young Master, do you want me to go find the owner of the manor and the Song family myself?"
Qin Zhifeng turned around after hearing this and said, "You don't have to go. I will explain everything to them myself."
"illustrate?"
"I will handle my affairs, Yin'er, please trust me again."
Sang Yin was struggling internally. Trust, and then being betrayed, once, had already made her so heartbroken she couldn't breathe. Now, once again, she didn't dare to believe it, nor did she dare to expect anything more.
Qin Zhifeng faced her disappointment, hesitation and final determination, and his heart felt like it was torn apart.
"Go away, I don't want to see you again." Sang Yin didn't look at him.
Qin Zhifeng trembled all over, tightened his lips, stared at him for a while, then turned and left.
Sang Yin heard the sound of leaving, without looking back, look...
She had known the outcome long ago. She did not blame Qin Zhifeng, but only her own identity and the constraints of the royal family.
Identity is like a rope that she cannot break free from, and no one else can untie it either.
——
The auction begins in the afternoon.
There were two stories circulating in the museum, both about the Penglai Fairy Mountain. Some people believed them and exaggerated Ye Qianning's original words several times.
Some family spies brought Ye Qianning's original words to their masters. What was surprising was that the fruit of the two yin and yang grew at the roots. On the other hand, it was a fact that the Penglai Fairy Mountain existed.
"According to what that woman said, could it be that the Penglai Fairy Mountain is really not on the sea?" Nangong Zhen asked doubtfully.
"Master, although it's a bit outrageous, it does make some sense if you think about it carefully. If Penglai is on the sea, why haven't people discovered it for thousands of years?" Butler Nangong analyzed.
Nangong Zhen was in deep thought. The Nangong family would send many ships out to sea every year, searching for Penglai from generation to generation, but to no avail. They still could not reach the deep sea.
There are strong winds in the deep sea, and even the largest ships can be easily overturned. The sea is deep and boundless, and there are no islands at all in places that people cannot reach.
However, the classics handed down by the ancestors of the Nangong family describe Penglai as being surrounded by the sea.
"It is not impossible that natural disasters, earthquakes, and seawater flooded into the ground. The items in the Yin-Yang Mutual Generation and Miscellaneous Talks Illustrated Book that appeared a hundred years ago were all picked up from the mountains. The Yin-Yang Mutual Generation that was popular ten years ago was also picked up from the mountains. Now this one really grew out of the mountains. Penglai may have really sunk into the ground. Otherwise, where would the seeds come from to grow?" Butler Nangong said again.
The more Nangong Zhen thought about it, the more it made sense. If Penglai really sank underground, who could find it? The underground was even more difficult to enter than the sea. Even with more manpower, they couldn't turn over all the soil of the four countries.
"Butterfly Spring, send a message back and ask the tribe to check. There is no Butterfly Spring at the end."
What a young girl says is not very credible, but the matter is of great importance, so we still have to check it out.
There is no way to verify what Penglai Fairy Mountain said, but if everything else cannot be verified, then she is just making up stories and spreading rumors.
"Yes." Nangong Butler paused and said, "Master, at noon, the Yin-Yang Xiangsheng flowers that some people bought yesterday have already bloomed. I heard that when the flowers fall, the fruits will be ripe."
Nangong Zhen felt a little regretful that he didn't buy one yesterday. If it was an illusion, why was it still so clear after a day? He really couldn't find any suspicious points.
"Master, should we spend a lot of money to buy one from someone else and try to observe it?"
Nangong Zhensheng looked a little unhappy: "Whatever you want."
"Yes, I'll do it right away." Butler Nangong bowed and left.
"It does have some abilities. I'll have to see if the two yin and yang will still be there when I leave the museum tomorrow." Nangong Zhen never believed that these ghosts were nothingness.
I don’t believe in accelerated growth or Butterfly Spring? I’ve never heard of them!
Room 17 on the fourth floor.
In the room, Xiliuyuan sat at the table, listening to the shadow guard report on today's events.
"Did she really mention Butterfly Spring?" the voice was clear and noble.
"yes."
Xiliuyuan knew about the Butterfly Spring, which appeared once every thousand years. The spring water was the source of life and the soul of the soil. It didn't sound like she was lying.
He had a vague idea that she would come back alive from the sea.
After getting confirmation, I felt that Ye Qianning had good luck.
The water from Butterfly Spring can make things grow rapidly when irrigated with soil, which he had never seen in any records.
Spring water is extremely beneficial to the human body. Even if the meridians are completely broken, they can be reshaped by soaking in spring water.
Penglai Fairy Mountain sank into the ground?
Xiliuyuan curled the corners of her mouth slightly. Her words were half true and half false, which sounded very interesting.
“Please, let me go.”
A strange sound arose in the room.
The raised corners of Xiliuyuan's mouth disappeared instantly, and his black eyes raised to reveal a pair of blue pupils.
"Master... Master, she spoke?" The shadow guard was surprised.
“Please, let me go.”
The blonde woman on the bed was sobbing and kneeling on the ground, her blue eyes full of pleading.
Even the well-trained shadow guards were surprised when they saw this scene and heard the strange words. The tone of voice was very strange.
"Master, what is she saying?"
Xiliuyuan didn't understand, but he could tell from his eyes that he was begging for her to be set free.
"Which sea are you from?" he asked calmly.
The blonde woman didn't understand and could only shake her head: "Please, let me go."
A look of doubt flashed across Xiliuyuan's face, which was as white as snow. Xiyan had collected all the ancient books in the world, but he had never seen anyone with blond hair and blue eyes in any of them.
The words that came out of his mouth were also incredible.
The blonde woman stood up by holding the edge of the bed. She had a great figure, skin as white as snow, and was very beautiful. Her blue eyes were filled with tears, and I felt pity for her.
"Please, let me go." Her eyes were fixed on Xiliuyuan.
She was taken to a strange place, and too many people looked at her with greedy and terrifying eyes.
But the person in front of her was the most perfect person she had ever met here, and also the one who was the most indifferent towards her...
So, he must be a good guy...
"Master, why is this the only thing she can say?" The shadow guard was confused.
"If I tell you more, you will understand?" Xiliuyuan looked away.
Since we couldn't speak the same language, we couldn't ask anything and there was no need to continue.
Shadow Guard: “…”
Seeing the other man was about to leave, the blonde woman was distracted for a moment and tried to jog forward: "Please, let me go, please, let me go."
The shadow guard stopped her and said, "Stay still."
"Please, let me go, please..." The blonde woman grabbed the guard's clothes and spoke quickly because of her anxiety.
The shadow guard was dazed by the gibberish and raised his hands to challenge the enemy, his sword raised as a threat.
When the blonde woman saw the long sword, she subconsciously took a few steps back with a look of horror in her eyes.
The shadow guard rubbed his ears and turned around. For some reason, he felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought of the spells the woman had just recited.
Xiliuyuan walked out of the door, stood by the railing, and looked down.
On the auction table at this moment was a pair of flaming double-edged swords, made of black iron and shaped like a semicircle. Such weapons were rarely used.
"Master, is what that woman said really human language? Why do I feel like she is cursing me?" The shadow guard's mind was full of death, death, death, and being cautious.
"I hope you're not dumb."
"But... she doesn't understand, and we don't understand either." It's not that one person is dumb, but that the other is dumb. Neither side understands, and even if you want to teach, you don't know where to start.
Xi Liuyuan: "The museum will open tomorrow. Bring her back to Xiyan. The Grand Tutor is very knowledgeable. It shouldn't be difficult for him to teach her to read."
Shadow guard, surprise!
No matter how knowledgeable one is, it is harder than climbing a mountain to speak to the woman who just spoke nonsense, let alone learn to read.
The Taifu is so old, shouldn’t he be worried to death?
"One thousand five hundred taels, deal." The manager made the final decision.
The flaming double-edged sword was taken away by Rowan.
"Doesn't Master Xiang use a big knife? Why do his family members have a pair of double-edged swords?" The hidden guard asked in confusion when he saw Luo Wen come on stage.
Xiliuyuan's phoenix eyes fell on the black iron round knife. During the days they met, he had explored it several times but did not find any trace of internal force in Ye Qianning.
He still remembered the aura she exuded in Sifang Mountain when he was a child, and he couldn't forget it.
This time, she looked much gentler than before.
Was the hostility washed away by the Butterfly Spring water, or is it still hidden?
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Ye Qianning walked towards the stairs.
Xiliuyuan retracted his gaze, turned towards her and nodded: "Ms. Ye, can you use a double-edged sword?"
"Won't."
She answered simply with a smile.
"Ms. Ye's target is Beili." It was not a question, but an affirmation.
"certainly."
Xi Liuyuan: "It's because of the Eighth Prince, or revenge."
Ye Qianning thought about it seriously and said, "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
"Miss Ye is so casual."
"When you are alive, you can do whatever you want without being restricted. Then you won't have any regrets when you think about your death in the future." She smiled.
"Are there any regrets from ten years ago?"
Ye Qianning's smile paused for a second, then grew even wider: "When I was young and ignorant, I have no regrets. Your Highness, I have something else to do. Goodbye."
Xiliuyuan stared at her back, he couldn't see through her.
Ten years ago, she was vindictive, but she changed her personality ten years ago?
It seems that Beili is about to become lively. He hasn't been to Beili for ten years.
The water in Beili is now deeper than it was back then. How high will the waves rise when it appears?
He really wants to see it.
——
As night fell, Bai Muxun's doorman knocked on Ye Qianning's door.
"Miss Ye, my host has prepared a banquet. Please move over."
"Hold on."
Ye Qianning closed the door, changed his clothes, and went out holding the box that had been prepared long ago.
The doorman led the way and we went down the stairs through a secret passage, avoiding everyone's sight.
As we walked down the secret passage, we felt cooler and cooler. After walking for about a few minutes, the doorman stopped, stood on tiptoe, and raised his hand to place it behind the lamp on the stone wall.
As the doorman moved, the stone wall in front of him rose up with a loud noise, and light suddenly came from inside.
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