When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

Xu Xinyue suddenly heard her say this, and answered her seriously: "I have to wait for Qin Yuechuan to come back for three days.

If we go to Qingzhou, we can go by ourselves, and I don’t need you to take me with you.”

Ana Luo grabbed her arm and said, "No, you have to come with me. I see that you already have the symptoms that He Xuehuai mentioned. I believe you should know your current physical condition. Waiting one more day means more danger.

Although I don't care whether you live or die, he does, and I must help him bring you back."

Xu Xinyue raised her eyebrows slightly. It seemed that this Ana Luo had some special feelings for He Xuehuai.

Even though her master ordered her to be recalled, at this moment, the first thing she thought of was not to report back, but to complete He Xuehuai's instructions first.

Xu Xinyue probably guessed something, smiled and said jokingly, "You are so strange, I see that you have extraordinary feelings for him, He Xuehuai said that I am the most important person to him, even so, are you still willing to take me back to meet him?

That's a bit too generous."

Hearing this, Ana Luo felt quite unhappy, her face became even colder, and her tone was somewhat unkind: "Who do you think I am, the kind of person who is jealous and petty?

Even if the person he likes is not me, I will not change my heart because of jealousy. Who he likes is his business, who I like is my business.

I just wish him the best.”

Xu Xinyue was surprised. She didn't expect that someone with such a passionate personality had some similar ideas to hers.

This Ana Luo, sometimes she's not that annoying.

Xu Xinyue pulled his arm away from her wrist, and softened his voice somewhat sincerely: "You don't have to worry about what happens between us. I recently learned that he should be my uncle.

The relationship between us is probably not what you think it is.”

"I don't care about you guys... Wait, you said, he's your uncle?"

Ana Luo was at a loss as to what to do, and for a moment she didn't know whether to show surprise or astonishment on her face.

She withdrew her hand awkwardly and chuckled a few times.

So that's how it is. They are indeed "important people". I thought they were in that kind of relationship the day before yesterday.

He also said that she was "fickle and shameless."

Ana Luo was a little embarrassed, and didn't know where to put her hands.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, you...nephew, no, Miss Xu, don't take what I said the other day to heart.

I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it that way."

"No problem. To be honest, I haven't been feeling well lately and have lost some of my memory, so I didn't react immediately when you mentioned him."

After hearing this, Ana Luo regained his expression and said, "So, I have to take you away. He must be very worried about you. From what I know, he has very few relatives left. It goes without saying that he values ​​you very much."

"You value your promises, and so do I. I also promised others that I would wait for him to come back in three days. My body should not be in the state where I can't wait for three days, and I have already broken my promise to him once."

Xu Xinyue still had a gentle smile on her lips, but her eyes were filled with unquestionable determination: "I know about this, you go back first.

Just tell He Xuehuai about it."

Ana Luo was so angry that she jumped up and down: "You, why are you so stubborn with him! It seems like you are really a family!"

Xu Xinyue returned to the couch, pulled the quilt over her, and turned her back to face inwards: "It's too late tonight, I'm tired. Go back, and walk through the main door. The people outside won't embarrass you."

There was no way he could take her away tonight. Ana Luo sighed unwillingly and turned away.

But she won't give up.

The moon is bright and clear, and every dark corner is washed by its moonlight.

When Qin Yuechuan arrived as scheduled, it was already dark.

Someone had been waiting here for a long time, and handed him a silver mask with fine carving.

Similar to the entrance of the wild fighting arena in Kyoto, the wild fighting arena here is also located in a dilapidated farmyard, but it is slightly larger than the other farmyards. After several twists and turns, you will finally reach the underground fighting arena.

The style is the same as that of Kyoto, but it is not as magnificent as that of Kyoto.

This place only occupies about two-thirds of the area of ​​Kyoto Fighting Stadium.

Qingyang couldn't help but mutter: "The style of all the territories owned by this owner is quite uniform."

The audience here are also wearing various masks, and are cheering for the two duelists on the field.

"Dear guest, our owner has been waiting for you for a long time."

A man in a dark suit, with his hair tied up in a high ponytail and a half-black iron mask on his face, hiding his eyes and eyebrows.

Although this person's martial arts, aura, and stature are very similar to He Xuehuai, Qin Yuechuan knows that the person in front of him is not He Xuehuai.

Qin Yuechuan followed him indifferently into a stone wall passage and arrived at the door of the agreed room.

"My dear guest, the master is inside, I will withdraw now.

By the way, our owner said that only you can go in."

After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Qingyang behind Qin Yuechuan.

Qingyang was somewhat dissatisfied: "You keep saying you are a distinguished guest..."

"Qingyang, wait here."

Hearing Qin Yuechuan say this, Qingyang had no choice but to respond: "Your Majesty, I'm right here. If you need anything, just call me."

Qin Yuechuan pushed the door open and walked in.

An intoxicating warm fragrance blew towards me.

It is gloomy underground, with no sunlight. All light sources are candles or night-shining pearls. The surroundings are carved out of stone walls, making it even colder and chillier.

However, the room was as warm and pleasant as March, with even the fragrance of flowers lingering around, making it elegant and very comfortable.

The furnishings in the room were no different from those in an ordinary home, except that they were a little more interesting. The rattan rocking chair, the white jade couch, and the nanmu flower table were even more exquisite and interesting than those in some girls' homes.

A man in a moon-white brocade robe came out to greet them, with cascading black hair draped over his shoulders. Perhaps because he had not seen the sun for many years, his skin was unusually white, and even his lips were not as rosy as those of normal people, but only a faint pink.

He walked lazily to the table by the window and pointed casually, "Sit down."

The two sat down opposite each other, and neither of them spoke the first word.

The man poured tea for Qin Yuechuan, then turned his gaze to the window, pointing his slender white finger at the two people dueling in the arena:

“Last time, I was like this, watching you duel with others, it was really exciting.

My A-Tong has never lost a single game in a hundred games, but I never expected that I would be defeated by you.

I even heard from Ah Huai that you were not feeling well that day. Wow, it’s unbelievable.”

Qin Yuechuan just looked at him calmly without answering.

The man did not seem embarrassed, and held the teacup at eye level, with a look of admiration:

"I'll use tea instead of wine. I'll toast you a cup, Your Highness."