Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

The Qiongding carriage drove into the forest path outside Baiqi Villa in Cuizhou. The bumpy feeling caused Yin Luo to lift the side curtain and look out.

It is green all year round. When winter comes, the color of the pines and cypresses in the long forest changes slightly, turning into green. A thin mist lingers on the treetops, and the cold white sun shines down, shining through the blurred light and shadow. Painful.

She got off the carriage and went straight to the back mountain, walked past Yu Ruyi's nineteen-story golden pagoda, and quickly walked into the easternmost courtyard.

The courtyard was large, but seemed empty. Two female disciples wearing light purple skirts stood at the door of the main hall. The moment they saw her, they both bent down and saluted, calling softly: "Third Master, you are back."

She nodded in response, "Is aunt in there?"

"Here you are." The two of them saluted again and responded with great respect.

Yin Luo waved his hand, indicating for them to get up, and then stepped into the mahogany threshold.

What caught her eye was Ming Fanlan, who was dressed in a purple and gold dress. She was leaning on the soft couch in the center of the main hall with her eyes closed and concentrating. Perhaps Yin Luo's steps in the door disturbed her. She frowned in displeasure and raised her eyes slightly to look at her. come over.

"Kneel down."

Ming Fanlan's tone was very light and indifferent, but it was accompanied by extremely strong pressure. She looked at Yin Luo's gray and white dress. She was obviously in a trance for a moment, and the emotions in her eyes suddenly became complicated.

Yin Luo was rarely obedient. She walked to the center of the main hall and knelt down without asking why.

Still looking like an obedient little deer, she lowered her head and said, "It's Luo Er's fault for making aunt worry."

Ming Fanlan's anger did not subside because of her words. The woman in purple sat up on the soft couch, picked up the embroidered flower pillow on the couch, and threw it towards the girl who was kneeling upright in the hall.

"Bang--" The pillow fell to the ground, landing not even an inch in front of Yin Luo. She actually threw it with internal force, and the wind blew Yin Luo's scattered hair, swaying and hanging down.

"There are so many heroes in the world, why are you missing to show off as a hero at the foot of Haiyan Mountain?" Ming Fanlan squinted her eyes, raising the corners of her lips with a strong sense of irony, just like Yin Luo's enhanced cynicism. Version.

Yin Luo always lowered his eyebrows, not annoyed at all, like a child admitting his mistake in front of his elders: "Auntie taught me a lesson."

"Aren't you quite powerful?" Ming Fanlan's smile deepened, "Hai Yanshan's move to pray for rain was a sensation in the three kingdoms of the world. I, the second best person in the world, can't use a move, but you can make it smooth? That Xin Yibao is Song Xiquan's opponent. The person that General Song never killed in his whole life was killed by you. How does it feel to be put on the Bei Liao Arrow Platform? You look at the newbie Wanluo? What were you thinking about when the bow and arrows were fully drawn and coming towards you?"

"Auntie, calm down. Didn't I come back safely?" Yin Luo raised his eyes and smiled flatteringly, "Luoer still has to keep his life and respect you, auntie."

"Do I need you to come back safely? Why didn't you think of your aunt when you went?" Ming Fanlan was angry and annoyed, and vaguely helpless, "What if you failed to kill Xin Yibao?! I don’t know about Xu Zhichen! Hasn’t she recovered after so many years? Why did you go to Ningcheng to settle the old grudges? She has been in charge of the three northeastern cities for so many years. Isn’t Xin Yibao closer than you? He hasn’t even taken revenge, so why should you go?”

"Auntie! This matter has never passed! Sister, she doesn't know martial arts! How can she find Xin Yibao?" "She doesn't know martial arts. Well, if you can, you have to go? Are there few who know martial arts? People want to be serious If you want to take revenge, which of your subordinates can't do this? Is it your turn to take care of it? I can see now that you haven't taken into mind the principles of being wise and retreating to advance that I taught you since childhood. , do you remember the nonsense written in the notebook about Lao Shizi going to the trouble of hurting his friends? Yin Luo? "

"Who is she going to tell about such a thing? My eldest sister didn't instigate me to kill Xin Yibao, right? She didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. It was me who wanted to go! No matter what, aunt, you said I was nosy or something else , I did it, even if I die at the hands of Xin Yibao, I will not regret it! Xin Yibao is a beast, he deserves it if I kill him!"

"Are you talking back again?" Ming Fanlan stood up and walked towards Yin Luo step by step, "What does it mean to deserve punishment? You made the laws in the world? There is a steelyard in the sky to weigh these things. You are just looking for trouble for yourself. Son! What do you mean you don’t regret it? If you really die, I won’t regret it when you die! A few years ago, you took your two guardians to vent your anger on Meng Qingyue and destroyed the Yuzidu sect. , I once hung you up and whipped you sixty times, what did I tell you then?”

"Don't measure the world's grudges with the ruler of your heart, and don't waste your efforts in the future because of the past." Yin Luo frowned secretly.

"You still don't know what this sentence means!" Ming Fanlan stopped half a meter away from her, "Auntie knows that you are righteous, but even if you are righteous, you can't do things randomly, right? What about Xu Zhichen and Xin Yibao's grudge has been over for more than ten years. Even if Xin Yibao is alive, what can you change? Can you turn back time and prevent Xu Zhichen from being harmed? No! There is no way to turn back time, and there is no good medicine that can truly heal the pain of others! If you go to kill him at the foot of Haiyan Mountain, what is the worst result? Don’t you know how to balance things? Are you so confident that you can kill Xin Yibao?”

"Whether I was there or not, but I killed, I came back alive!" Yin Luo stubbornly raised his head and met Ming Fanlan's eyes.

"You!" Ming Fanlan subconsciously raised his right hand as if to slap Yin Luo in the mouth.

But then I heard the girl in plain clothes say: "If my aunt can calm down by hitting me twice, then you can hit me. I won't move, I will kneel down and let you hit me. You raised me. But let me make it clear first. I let you fight, not because I think I did something wrong! From the day I left Changlinya and entered Beijing, everything I did was right! It's my fault that I made you worry. But if my eldest sister had to deal with this matter in front of my father, he would do the same thing as me!"

After saying the last sentence, Ming Fanlan suddenly retracted her hand. The next second, she turned her back to Yin Luo, her eyes turning light red.

"I heard that you went to the palace to question Minghe? Do you know everything?"

"Yes." Yin Luo's face was expressionless.

"If you know it, just know it. Live your life peacefully from now on. Don't get to the bottom of it anymore, and don't do stupid things again."

Yin Luowu stood up, and the hem of her plain skirt fell to one side as she moved, "Auntie has something to say, Luo Er doesn't quite understand."

At this moment, Ming Fanlan had already collected her emotions. She turned her head and looked back at Yin Luo, "Why did you come back alone this time?"

"I lost my martial arts in Beiliao. I will stay in seclusion for three months to cultivate my Qi and hope that my aunt will protect me." Yin Luo said half of the words.

"What happens after you leave seclusion?" Ming Fanlan looked at him carefully. She knew best how wild the mind of the wolf cub she raised was. This seclusion must be the calm before the storm.

"Go to the East China Sea and kill King Yuan Jin." Yin Luo replied with a smile. (End of chapter)