Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"Master, please move your Majesty." Wu Shen walked to Si Ganyi's side and said respectfully.

At this time, Xuan Qing had already left his seat and walked out without looking back.

"What's wrong, sir?" The old queen mother became nervous when she saw Xuan Qingyi walking out with a cold face.

"Mother, please be patient. This is military duty. Sons and ministers will come as soon as they leave." As soon as Si Gan comforted the old queen, he hurried towards the side hall.

When Si Gan saw his uncle walking quickly in front with full of pressure, he felt something was wrong and quickly caught up with Wu Shen who was not far away: "Why is your master so angry?"

"My lord, as soon as General Wang arrived in Langzhou, the second prince (Si Cong) ran away, and the master was angry."

"Okay." Si Gan nodded, yes, the uncle has always been very good at predicting things, but now that he has miscalculated, he may feel unhappy.

Wu Shen laughed along with him and walked to the side hall with the Holy Master. The master was indeed angry, but when it came to government affairs, he was always rational and solemn. This time he lost his temper, maybe it had something to do with the man in Langzhou, right?

Bah, it’s your Majesty, not “the one from Langzhou”.

When the Holy Lord entered the side hall, Wushen closed the door of the side hall with his back foot and stood guard outside the hall. He didn't want to go in and cause chaos. Besides, it was better to listen less. There was the current Holy Lord and the God of War inside.

Only then did Wang Gonggong arrive in front of the side hall. He was wiping his sweat and said out of breath, "I must be old."

While looking at Wu Shen with questioning eyes, Wu Shen shook his head and signaled the prince not to go in to serve him.

The two of them stood outside the palace in unison, one on the left and one on the right. It turned out that the eunuch guarding the door had been sent far away.

There was only a "bang" sound inside, and something was broken.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the Holy One curse, "He is really enough."

As for the rest, the two people at the door didn't dare to listen any more.

When the two masters came out, the Holy Master said to Xuan Qing respectfully: "Don't worry, uncle, the students will take good care of it."

"Yes. Be careful of arrogance and impetuosity." After Xuan Qing finished speaking, he called Wu Shen to go to the city gate. He knew that General Wang had arrived in Langzhou and that Nanshan was also at the hospital where the incident occurred. He was really worried.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Wang Gonggong saw that Xuan Qing didn't look back and hurriedly went up to help His Majesty.

"Okay? I almost don't know how to write this word." The Holy Master looked at the figure that had not disappeared in the distance and sighed in his heart. The sentence "Beware of arrogance and impetuosity" was probably what he said to himself. She had never seen such an uncle before. It seems that there is no chance. I have to say hello to Xiao Anhe when I turn around, lest I get angry and do something bad.

"Let's go and finish the meal with the Queen Mother."

"Hey." Wang Gonggong responded, and the two of them went to the main hall.

As soon as she entered the door, the old queen mother said "Huh", and she immediately thought of the one from Langzhou.

"Where's sir?" Could it be that he really went with the beauty? This is not okay, it is a disaster.

"Mother, don't worry. My uncle has military affairs and cannot be delayed. I specially order my son and minister to inform my mother." The Holy Master reassured.

"That's good." If there is really a woman who makes the South Vietnamese War God so obsessed with her, then she doesn't need to exist in this world, just let her old woman be the villain.

So everyone went back to their seats and continued to eat.

After the banquet dispersed, it was time for the old queen to go back and rest. The few remaining young people said they wanted to see the lanterns in the palace.

As they walked, Xiao Anhe grabbed the Lord's arm and said, "Cousin, I want to go to Langzhou to see the lanterns."

As soon as Si Gan looked at the sky, she knew that it was not that simple for her cousin to hold her alone to look at the lights.

The two struggled for a while, but in the end it was the Holy One who was defeated. It just so happened that she wanted to take a look herself.

Well, let’s go see Master Shishu and Nanshan.

What will they do?

Thinking of this, several people actually sat on the ordinary aristocratic carriage prepared by the prince. Xiao Liuzi had some skills, so he often worked as a groom for them.

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When Xuan Qingyi and Wu Shen Kuai Ma arrived in Langzhou, Nanshan and Achun also returned home from the medical clinic. They had finished their meal with their mother, Wang, and after dealing with Aunt Cui, they were about to go to the street to look at the lanterns.

Stop by to see how the mother is doing.

As soon as he turned around the alley, he saw a tall horse stopping in front of him. Looking up, he saw the expected bright-eyed young man.

"Just right." The young man smiled, crossed his long legs, dismounted and walked over.

Seeing the fine beads of sweat on the young man's forehead, Nanshan reached out and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Go and see the lights?" the young man said warmly.

"it is good."

So the two of them walked to the busiest market.

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"Hurry, hurry, hurry." Ah Chun and Wu Shen tied their horses behind the Wormwood Alley as fast as they could. They wanted to follow their masters, but they were caught by Ah Zhuang, who insisted on drinking with them and admiring the moon. .

The two complained: "It's not the Mid-Autumn Festival, why are you admiring the moon?"

"Then you don't know that admiring the moon during the Lantern Festival has a unique flavor."

Forehead......

"Hey, Granny Tree Spirit!" Wu Shen shouted.

When A Zhuang turned his head, Wu Shen pulled A Chun and ran out: "You and your brothers drink, we have to serve the master!"

The two of them rushed out of the door.

During the Lantern Festival, you should watch lanterns and guess lantern riddles instead of watching the moon and drinking wine.

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By the time the two of them caught up with Nanshan and Xuan Qingyi on the street, it was already the busiest time in the night market.

The parade has already entered the night market.

In Langzhou, there are not only lanterns during the Lantern Festival, but also lion dance teams, stilt walkers, and people dancing and singing in the streets. There are also candy, preserved fruits, and even frozen Yuanxiao prepared by the Chamber of Commerce for passers-by. The food is wrapped in oil paper and sprinkled to the crowd.

"Be careful!" Xuan Qingyi picked up Nanshan with one hand, and her skirt made a small arc in the air close to the ground. Nanshan's face turned red, and the long-lost girl's heart jumped.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ahem." As soon as he stood firm, Nanshan coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

The two of them stood outside the crowd, one with long hair and the other tall and handsome, which attracted many passers-by to look at them. They even forgot to grab the candies scattered by the merchants and the parade.

"How have you been since you couldn't find me all these years?" Nanshan looked at the bustling crowd, thinking about a lonely and silent young man searching for her aimlessly and desperately, and his heart tightened again.

"Cultivation, I'm looking for you." The young man beside him said softly. He did not talk about the heart-wrenching pain when his spiritual power was weak and he could not control the Mountain God Seal. He was almost knocked back to his original shape several times, but because he always had an obsession with her in his heart, he did not let the Mountain God Seal bite him to pieces.

She didn't want her to know the countless sleepless nights when he clenched his fists and waited quietly for dawn. He couldn't feel her, and Zijin Jia couldn't feel her either. He felt like he was in purgatory.

He didn't want to tell her, and he didn't want her love to be mixed with a little pity and guilt. He does not need it.