Your Majesty, please stop messing around.

"The prince once told me that when His Highness makes up his mind to practice martial arts and enter the avenue, he will ask this slave to hand over this key to His Highness..."

Zhiyuan still lowered her eyes: "On the seventh floor, there are things that the prince left for His Highness."

Lin Jiangnian looked at the key in her bare hand, and then raised his eyes to stare at the calm face of Zhi Yuan in front of him.

I was slightly shocked.

What does it mean?

Could it be that Prince Lin, Prince Lin, had long expected that one day Prince Lin would change his mind?

Could it be that the seventh floor of Ruyi Building was reserved specifically for Prince Lin?

If this is true, then does Lin Jiangnian and he occupy the magpie's nest?

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Jiangnian glanced at Zhiyuan and took the key from her hand: "So, Xuanyang's mind is on the seventh floor?"

Zhiyuan nodded calmly.

"Okay, then let me go and have a look."

Lin Jiangnian nodded, stood up and walked towards the stairs of the seventh floor.

Zhiyuan stood there, quietly watching Lin Jiangnian walk up the stairs to the door of the seventh floor, and inserted the key in his hand into the keyhole of the iron door. With a crisp 'click', the iron door opened.

Zhiyuan watched Lin Jiangnian enter the seventh floor, his eyes seemed to light up slightly. A ray of light from outside the building fell on her delicate profile. Her tall figure looked cold and independent.

Like a fairy who has emerged from the dust, quiet and cold!

…

As soon as Lin Jiangnian stepped into the seventh floor, a faint breath hit his nose. Like aromatherapy, lingering in the air.

This made him feel a little strange.

This seventh floor has been locked, and no one has entered except King Lin. Logically speaking, shouldn't it be covered with dust and have an unpleasant, airtight, dull smell?

Lin Jiangnian looked around and saw that the dim seventh floor was different from what he had imagined. The seventh floor of Ruyi Building is more like... a room?

An elegant room with antique decoration, the overall style is elegant and fresh, with wall lamps hanging on the walls. When Lin Jiangnian approached, the wall lamp suddenly turned on, illuminating the entire room.

When I saw the decorations in the room, a startling thought came to me.

This...could it be the palace of the late Princess Lin?

wrong……

Should it be said that it is a replica of the bedroom?

Lin Jiangnian's eyes fell on the furnishings in the room. When he saw the familiar architectural structures, he gradually confirmed his suspicions.

Sure enough!

There are various items displayed in the room. It can be seen that the owner of the items is probably a simple person. All the furnishings in the room are simple and plain, and there is no luxury at all. This is simply unimaginable in Prince Lin's Mansion.

In addition, there is a pair of armor and a sword hanging on the wall nearby... On the desk not far away, there are several read books.

This armor and sword couldn't be from the one who came to the king, right?

Why would Lin Hengzhong set up such a place in Ruyi Building?

Could it be... to commemorate the Princess Lin?

Didn't you see that King Lin was still a passionate person?

Thinking of this, Lin Jiangnian's eyes narrowed slightly. It is also said that since the death of Princess Lin, Prince Lin has never been married, has no concubines, and only has an only son.

He is indeed an infatuated person!

After gathering his thoughts, Lin Jiangnian finally remembered the business. He glanced around, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

Since this seventh floor of furnishings was the place where Princess Lin lived during her lifetime and where King Lin missed his deceased wife, it was understandable that it should be locked to prevent others from approaching. However, why did he leave the key to Zhiyuan and let her give it to Prince Lin?

Is there anything special here?

Lin Jiangnian looked around, but didn't notice anything special. The items displayed around him were neatly arranged, and Lin Jiangnian did not move around. The things placed here are all the relics of Princess Lin.

Although Lin Jiangnian had never met Princess Lin, he was in awe of her after learning about her deeds from the woman in red.

Until finally, Lin Jiangnian's eyes fell on the desk not far away. The open books placed on the desk, and... there is also a letter?

Lin Jiangnian stepped forward slowly and walked to the table, his eyes falling on the table.

There is indeed a letter on the table.

To be precise, a piece of paper.

On the paper, there is only one sentence.

"Do what you want to do, my son!"

Put pen to paper, Lin Hengzhong.

A concise and concise line, with clear handwriting and sharp writing.

Obviously, these were the words left by Prince Lin to Prince Lin.

Lin Jiangnian watched these words quietly, frowning slightly, and his doubts became more and more intense.

Why did Lin Hengzhong leave such a line?

The former Prince Lin Wang was ignorant and had no interest in martial arts. How could Lin Hengzhong be sure that his son would change his mind?

So what is the purpose of what he left behind?

Why can't you say it face to face?

Do you have to hand over the key to Zhi Yuan to do this?

Lin Jiangnian frowned, unable to come up with any results. He picked up the piece of paper in front of him. Under the paper was the half-opened book. Lin Jiangnian picked up the book. When he saw the contents of the book, he was suddenly startled.

…

It's getting late.

Night gradually fell.

Ruyi Building, sixth floor.

The paper kite still stood quietly on the spot, standing upright like a sculpture, with its hands behind its back, its eyes glancing out the window into the night, and from time to time, it would withdraw its gaze and fall on the door of the seventh floor.

Long wait.

Until the night completely fell, Lin Jiangnian finally appeared at the door of the seventh floor.

Lin Jiangnian walked out slowly, carefully relocked the iron door on the seventh floor, and came to Zhiyuan.

"for you."

Lin Jiangnian handed the key to Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan did not answer it, and lowered her eyes and said: "This slave is only temporarily keeping the key for His Highness. Now that His Highness has gone to the seventh floor, the key will naturally be handed over to His Highness."

"What you said makes sense, but..."

Lin Jiangnian still handed the key to her and shook his head: "I don't have a good memory, and I'm worried that I might lose the key one day. So, you should help me keep it."

Zhiyuan was slightly startled, raised her eyes and stared at Lin Jiangnian. After hesitating for a moment, she took the key.

"Then, I will continue to help His Highness keep the keys."

Lin Jiangnian nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the sky outside the building: "It's getting late, let's go."

After saying that, Lin Jiangnian turned around and went downstairs.

Behind him, Zhiyuan stared blankly at Lin Jiangnian's back. For some reason, His Highness seems a little... changed?

what happened?

She subconsciously glanced back at the closed seventh floor, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

On the seventh floor, what did the prince leave for His Highness?

After a while, Zhiyuan regained his composure and then slowly followed.

Stepping out of Ruyi Tower, Lin Jiangnian stood on the bridge and breathed the fresh air, feeling refreshed.

Although the interior of Ruyi Building is fairly ventilated, it is somewhat depressing after all and cannot compare to the air outside.

At this time in the evening, the evening breeze blows on the lake, and the scenery is beautiful.

Lin Jiangnian stopped in the middle of the bridge and looked at the scenery in front of him. Behind him, Zhiyuan followed suit and stopped.

His eyes fell on Lin Jiangnian's relaxed and happy profile. As if thinking of something, Zhiyuan suddenly asked: "Your Highness, have you obtained the Xuanyang Heart Technique?"

Lin Jiangnian glanced back at her and nodded slightly. He seemed to be thinking of something again, and asked, "How long will it take for my son to become a master if he practices the Xuanyang Mind Technique?"

Zhiyuan frowned slightly and said softly: "Practice in martial arts requires accumulation over time. If your Highness is obsessed with quick success, you will not only fall behind, but you may even... go crazy."

"Your Highness, be careful!"

However, Lin Jiangnian didn't seem to take Zhiyuan's warning seriously, and asked again: "Logically speaking, shouldn't this prince miss the best opportunity to practice martial arts?"

"Is it still too late to practice martial arts now?"

To practice martial arts, it is natural to be as young as possible.

Lin Jiangnian has just started at this age, is it too late?

Zhiyuan just said lightly: "If His Highness is willing, it is never too late."

Lin Jiangnian couldn't understand what she meant, but he didn't pay much attention. He glanced at the night on the lake, then at the paper kite beside him, and suddenly asked: "You are seventeen years old this year, right?"

Zhiyuan was a little confused, but still nodded: "Yes."

"Seventeen years old...it's the right age to get married!"

Lin Jiangnian murmured to himself, looked at Zhiyuan again, and suddenly said meaningfully: "I heard from the servants in my house that..."

"Are you my father's illegitimate daughter?"

"Is this happening?"

A hint of chill suddenly flashed through Zhiyuan's eyes, and his eyes were cold.

Lin Jiangnian's expression remained as usual, watching her reaction with a half-smile.

…

Just one update today and more tomorrow! As I write, I find that the plot is starting to deviate from the initial outline. I need some time to sort out the subsequent plots and resume normal updates after sorting them out.

Thanks to [Pyramid 142857] for the 10,000 reward. Logically speaking, it needs to be updated, so I will add it together tomorrow. Set a flag and there will be five updates tomorrow!