Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 237 Beauty Mole

Seeing "Su Xin" wandering around Zuixianlou, it seemed like he was just a drunkard who indulged in the flowers.

On a small building surrounded by purple curtains, Ye Lan stared at King Xian from afar, his eyes full of resentment.

She said dissatisfiedly: "How long does he plan to stay here?"

Liang Shangjun sighed, and also only dared to sneak a peek at Su Xin's figure, but did not dare to release his spiritual sense to look at him carefully, for fear of causing the other party's disgust.

Unconsciously, the host and guest roles have switched.

After waiting for about another hour, just when Ye Lan was about to run out of patience, Yun Yi finally took the initiative to show the flower letter, and was then brought to the small building.

Liang Shangjun had already witnessed King Xian's hot temper, so he decided to leave first to avoid being discovered and causing trouble.

He warned: "Ye Lan, be careful."

Ye Lan smiled and said, "He's the one you should be careful of once you enter my little house."

Liang Shangjun disagreed. "I'm just afraid you'll get yourself into this, get eaten alive, and end up with nothing!"

As someone who was also at the Return to Void Realm, Liang Shangjun's movements were so strange and strange that they were rarely seen in the world. His figure quickly melted into the air, completely becoming invisible without leaving any trace.

Even if people in the same area searched the place carefully, they would find it difficult to find any clues about Liang Shangjun.

The strangeness of this magical power is comparable to Song Xinci's flawless method.

Not long after, Yun Yi slowly walked up the stairs and appeared outside the door.

Before he could say anything, Ye Lan said with a sweet smile, "Your Highness Prince Xian has kept me waiting for a long time."

A fragrant breeze blew past, gently opening the door. Through a hollow screen and a plain gauze curtain, the graceful figure of a woman could be vaguely seen.

Since the other party invited him so warmly, Yun Yi walked straight into the room. Unexpectedly, the door closed quietly as soon as he entered.

I inexplicably feel like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

However, everyone has different ideas about who is the sheep and who is the tiger.

This small building is located in a remote place of Zuixian Tower, surrounded by green bamboos, appearing quiet and secluded.

It is indeed a great place for men and women to meet privately.

Yun Yi stopped outside the last layer of veil and said with a smile, "I thought the young lady would play some classical music to entertain herself, instead of waiting for me like this."

Ye Lan asked, "Your Highness, do you think I'm not elegant enough... or that I lack romance?"

"It's just a casual remark, please don't be offended, my lady." Yun Yi asked, "I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"My name is Ye Lan."

Yun Yi: "Lying in bed late at night listening to the wind and rain, I dream of iron cavalry on an icy river. What a meaningful name."

Ye Lan: "It should be 'Late at night, holding a candle, facing each other as if in a dream'."

"I'm afraid that's inappropriate. After all, the prince and the young lady are not husband and wife."

"Even if we're not married, we can still have a candlelit night chat, right?"

The gauze curtain was suddenly blown down by the breeze, and a candlelight was lit, making the beauty look even more charming and beautiful.

Especially the beauty mole on the tip of the nose, which does not look abrupt, but instead has an inexplicable breathtaking charm.

Ye Lan smiled and said, "Calling you Your Highness is a bit distant. Please take a seat, sir."

Yun Yi didn't care about his manners and sat in a casual manner. Seeing the fruits and wine on the small table in front of him, he casually picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

He said, "Miss Ye Lan asked me to come here. What do you want to talk about?"

Ye Lan: "Sir, why do you ask when you already know the answer?"

"I have to ask. What if I try to be smart and give you an answer, and you deny it? That would be embarrassing."

"Haha, sir, you're such a jokester. No matter what you want...I won't refuse." Yun Yi's eyes lit up: "Seriously?"

Ye Lan's eyes were filled with spring water: "Absolutely serious."

"Then please give me a list of the prisoners."

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"Miss Ye Lan, your ears aren't working very well. Should I say it again?"

Ye Lan forced a smile: "Sir, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."

Yun Yi: "It's boring to pretend to be stupid."

He filled his glass, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "There are only ten Return to Void Realm masters in Da Yan. Even if you didn't tell me, I could guess roughly."

Ye Lan was afraid that she had fallen into King Xian's trap, so she could only frown and remain silent, as if she was really just a stupid beauty.

Yun Yi held up a finger and said, "Dan Changqing has lived on the battlefield for a long time and is the best at killing in the Return to Void Realm. It would be best to let him do the killing, so he must be here."

The candlelight flickered, casting a shadowy look on the beauty's face.

Yun Yi extended his second finger. "I heard there's a master thief in Dayan named Liang Shangjun. He once stole a magical weapon from a Hedao Realm master and escaped unscathed. With such skills, he's perfect for being a scout. He should be here too."

Ye Lan's eyelids twitched several times.

Yun Yi extended his third finger. "The Great Yan Crown Prince, Helian Ran, possesses a high level of cultivation and a sound strategy. This prince greatly admires him. However, I never expected that we would meet in the capital instead of on the battlefield. I must show some hospitality."

Ye Lan finally couldn't sit still any longer and asked, "Excuse me, sir, how did you get the name 'prisoner'?"

"I not only know about prisoners, but also about 'crucification'. I know that Da Yan wants to dismember Da Xia. Since you asked me to come here, it must be to test you. Now I will give you the answer directly. Are you satisfied?"

"I can tell you how many prisoners there are and what their identities are. But could you please tell me where I got this information?"

Yun Yi smiled and said, "What if I say...it was Brother Duan who told me?"

Ye Lan reached out her hand to pour wine for him, and said with a sweet smile, "Young Master, you are teasing me again."

"I'm not kidding you."

"If you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid I'll have to break my promise."

"That doesn't matter. Anyway, I didn't intend to believe the names of the prisoners you mentioned."

Yun Yi raised his glass again and drank it all: "Anyway, those three people I just mentioned have already been confirmed to have come to Daxia, so coming here this time is not a loss."

Ye Lan's hand holding the wine jug trembled slightly. She quickly adjusted her breathing, wondering why this King Xian Su Xin was so difficult to deal with. The intelligence clearly said that he was a sex-craved ghost.

Is it all an illusion?

It is somewhat possible, otherwise the Tiancan Sect would not have been destroyed by his design.

This is a prince who knows how to endure, is extremely cunning, and has the courage to endure hardships.

He seems to be a more suitable candidate than Prince Duan Su Cen.

Of course, the prerequisite is that there is something more important than the throne in the heart of this prince.

Yun Yi urged, "Miss Ye Lan, you've been thinking about it for too long. If you continue to be so boring, I'm afraid I'll have to go first."

Ye Lan grabbed Yun Yi's wrist in a hurry and said softly, "Sir, wait a minute!"

Looking at her in the candlelight, one could see the beauty's eyes lowered, as if tears were in them, which was captivating.

Moreover, she was wearing cool clothes and her movements were extremely bold, which suddenly revealed her spring light, making people's eyes full of whiteness, which was beautiful beyond words.

Yun Yi had no intention of leaving, so he just started to admire it carefully.

(End of this chapter)