ninth junior sister

Chapter 229

At this time, one of the people who came to congratulate from the temple hall had been staring at Ling Xiaoruo's face intently, and after a while, he turned around and disappeared into the vast crowd.

Five days later, in Linnan Yin's mansion, Yin Zhiyuan stood alone in the study. He looked at a corner of the bookshelf, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes.

"My lord, my subordinates have something to report." Nighthawk's voice as deep as a dark night slowly sounded outside.Yin Zhiyuan turned around and looked out, then said, "Come in."

Ye Ying entered the study with his head down, and said in a low voice: "Master, this subordinate has already found Ling Xiaoruo's trace."

When Yin Zhiyuan heard the words, a cluster of flames seemed to be lit in his handsome eyes, and he asked, "Where is she?"

Nighthawk replied: "She is in Zihe, the imperial city in the west of Moxi. A few days ago, she artificially rained a rain in a small desert beside Zihe city. After that, it rained heavily around Zihe for three consecutive days, making the desert The high priest of Moxi said that she is the reincarnation of the water god, and now she has been crowned as the water god of Moxi."

Yin Zhiyuan frowned slightly, and couldn't believe it after hearing Yeying's words: "What did you say? You said she made the sky rain, how did she do it?"

How could she even know how to rain?What kind of woman is she?Her hands are rejuvenated, her piano skills are superb, her chess skills are superb, and her painting skills are unique. Now it even rains. What else in this world does she not know?

Nighthawk was also very curious about this matter, so he asked a lot of common people in Moxi along the way, but the common people's opinions were different, and it was a bit miraculous in the end, so he selected some more reliable ones After consolidating the words, he replied: "It is said that dozens of cauldrons were set up to gather water vapor towards the clouds, and then shoot salt powder into the clouds, and finally rain fell."

Yin Zhiyuan blinked his eyes, can this method make the sky rain?She is really a strange woman!

However, the person such a woman likes is not him.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhiyuan's twinkling eyes couldn't help dimming a bit, and the hand on the table inadvertently grasped a red sandalwood wolf brush on the desk.

"Also, the High Priest of Moxi wants to marry Ling Xiaoruo." Ye Ying naturally didn't know Yin Zhiyuan's inner thoughts, so he said the matter lightly, unexpectedly, as soon as his words ended Then there was a sound of cracking wood coming from the front.

With a sound of "pound--", ​​I saw that the Langhao brush that was originally held in Yin Zhiyuan's hand was instantly annihilated into ashes, and some of the flying debris stuck into the back of Nighthawk's hand, and his body was crushed. The piercing pain made him look forward suddenly, but when he saw that Yin Zhiyuan's right hand was already stained with blood, he ignored the pain in his hand, stepped forward and nodded in concern: "My lord, do you need your hand?" Do you need a subordinate to bandage it?"

Yin Zhiyuan's hand holding the Langhao brush just happened to press on the rice paper, and the bright red blood stains slowly dripped down along the lines of the palm, and spread on the rice paper, layer upon layer, like the enchanting flower blooming in the dark night. For rose flowers, however, the rhizomes under the gorgeous flowers have sharp thorns.

When Yin Zhiyuan heard Ye Ying's words, he felt as if his chest had been pricked by a needle, and the moment of panic caused him to break the wolf hair in his hand. If Ling Xiao was so beautiful and pure, how could she marry What about an old bastard like Baili Xun?

Although he has never met Baili Xun, he knows that he has already married 37 concubines. He has a bunch of sons and daughters. Such a man is the most shameless of him. How can he be like this? How about meddling in a noble woman like Ling Xiaoruo?
All his life, he only admired a man like his father. His father only married his mother in his life, and he always took good care of his mother. He could clearly see from his father's eyes that he loved his mother deeply. He is willing to do anything for his mother, even giving his life.And he has vowed since he was a child that he will marry his beloved woman as his wife, and as long as she is alone, he will love her forever. However, his fantasy was completely shattered under the coercion of his mother. The woman I like is my wife.Although Anping is the daughter of the enemy, she is kind and lovely. Therefore, since he married her, he has not touched her at all. Since he doesn't love her, he can't let her lose the most precious thing of a woman. He couldn't bear to hurt her too much.

"My lord..." Seeing that Yin Zhiyuan had been concentrating on thinking, Ye Ying raised his voice to remind him, because the blood stains in his palm were still oozing out.

Hearing this, Yin Zhiyuan gradually pulled back his distant thoughts, and said, "It's okay."

Ye Ying squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and couldn't help but wonder inwardly, could it be that the woman the lord likes is Ling Xiaoruo?Look at his tense appearance, could it be that love has penetrated into the marrow of his bones?
Yin Zhiyuan threw away the Langhao pen in his hand, ignored the wound in his palm, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why is Yun Jingxuan so busy recently, have you found any news?"

For some reason, Jing Xuan was so busy recently, and he couldn't find out what he was busy with. What happened?

Nighthawk shook his head and said, "I don't know what Prince Jing is busy with all day long. The news channels are blocked very well, and his subordinates are helpless."

Yin Zhiyuan only felt a little strange, and he always felt that something happened that he didn't know. He stared out of the window, and then asked, "Where is Madam? What has she been up to recently?"

Ye Ying nodded and said: "Madam has been going to the palace as usual in recent days, only going to Concubine Xiao's bedroom, nothing else."

Yin Zhiyuan nodded slightly, and then ordered: "I'm going to go to Moxi now, hurry up and pack up some things and come with me, and leave one of our people in the mansion, if Madam asks, tell me that I went to Yindong .”

"Yes."

Nighthawk paused slightly when he heard that his master was going to Moxi, and then relaxed again, then turned around and swept out the door, his black figure disappeared under the bright spring sunshine.

Yin Zhiyuan looked at the direction where Yeying disappeared, he had to go to Moxi this time, he absolutely couldn't bear to let Baili find Ling Xiaoruo to marry him, the days when Ling Xiaoruo disappeared let him know clearly that he loves After falling in love with her, these days, as long as he closes his eyes, her face will appear in his mind, like a brand mark, which can't be lingered no matter what, making him suffer enough from lovesickness.

From now on, no matter what method he uses, he must get her!must!

On the second day of February, when the dragon raised its head, it is said that on this day, the sun will rise, the earth will thaw, and spring plowing will begin. It is the time to transport dung and prepare for farming. This day is also the day when Baili, the high priest of Moxi, is looking for a wife.

(End of this chapter)