There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

As the saying goes, first courtesy, then force. If the meal fails to reach an agreement, Cui Bei's stone-destroying move may be waiting for him.

However, his goal is to overthrow the prince, so it is impossible for him to cooperate with the prince.

The image of the little prince standing in the palace with his hands on his hips, looking arrogant ten years ago emerged in his mind.

He will never forget the words "The Li family is just a watchdog of the royal family".

In the end, he did not listen to his father and chose to get involved in the fight for the throne.

Because some things have to be done by someone, he does the things that his father is not convenient to do.

After being politely rejected, Zhang Daowen paused for a moment with the wine glass in his hand, and then said with profound meaning.

"Of course, the food in this small place cannot compare to the banquet on the third floor of Hongxiu Tower, but this is all the sincerity of the prince."

Click me, you click me.

Li Lingge calmly picked up the wine glass, ordering the meal he was going to have with the Second Prince on the third floor of Hongxiu Tower.

He ignored Zhang Daowen who was holding the glass in the air and drank it all in one gulp.

"This dish is indeed far inferior to that of Hongxiulou."

Zhang Daowen's eyes narrowed. He knew that this trip was most likely a failure, and then his gaze fell on Di Ying.

"This must be the guard beside the prince. He has already reached the second rank at such a young age. His future is limitless."

The threat was self-evident. A mere second-rank warrior could not stop Cui Bei at all.

So don’t be ungrateful, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Di Ying, whose cheeks were puffed up, suddenly shut up. She looked at the three people at the table with some confusion, not understanding why they were suddenly talking about her.

Being stared at by three people, she probably realized that her eating manners were a bit indecent and embarrassing for Li Lingge, so she tried hard to swallow the chicken.

But I stuffed too much into my mouth and it was hard to swallow it all at once.

Seeing how difficult it was for her, Li Lingge couldn't help but want to laugh.

He stood up and served Di Ying a bowl of soup, saying softly.

"Eat slowly, don't rush."

Li Lingge turned his head and glanced at Cui Bei.

"She is still young, and I hope the Monument Destroyer can give her more guidance in the future."

"Easy to say."

This was the first time Cui Bei spoke after sitting down.

But in his eyes, the two people in front of him were already dead.

After only three glasses of wine, Zhang Daowen took Cui Bei away.

Looking at the two people's departing backs, Di Ying blinked.

"They're treating?"

Seeing Li Lingge nod, she looked at the table full of dishes and sighed.

"The prince is quite nice."

We sent people from far away to come here specifically to treat them to a meal.

Ordinary friends cannot do this.

Looking at the silly girl beside him who had no idea of ​​the impending danger, he didn't know how his father had chosen this young genius among so many people.

"After all, it's the last meal after execution, so it should be more sumptuous."

"The last meal before execution?" Even if Di Ying was slow to react, he understood what this meant. "The prince wants to kill you?"

Li Lingge pointed to the place where Cui Bei had just sat.

"He is a first-class master, specially used to deal with you."

Di Ying held the chicken wings in his hand and suddenly felt that they were not fragrant anymore.

Although she was just busy filling her stomach, she could clearly feel the vast aura of the old man.

She rolled her eyes and then asked tentatively.

"So we flee the city in the middle of the night?"

"It's useless. They've already set their sights on us. It's not that easy to get rid of a first-class master."

Li Lingge had no idea that he was in danger. Since the prince wanted to fight him, he would fight him to the end.

It’s not like I haven’t killed anyone in the first level realm.

Di Ying caught a glimpse of the Lingxi sword on Li Lingge's waist from the corner of his eye, and seemed to have figured something out.

"Let her entangle that one-eyed dragon, and I can take you away."

Lingxi: (=ω=；)

……

Zhang Daowen walked out of the inn with a gloomy look on his face. He couldn't understand what the second prince had promised to Li Lingge that could make him work so wholeheartedly for him.

"Since they are against the prince, there is no need for them to exist. We can take action after they leave Cao County."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 53: Aren't you calling me a young man if I'm not angry? [Single update, two chapters in one, please read on! ! ! ]

"Master, it looks like it's going to rain heavily today."

"There is a dilapidated temple ahead. Let's go in and rest for a while."

Dark clouds rolled over the horizon, and the gloomy sky seemed to be collapsing.

A one-armed old man led the young swordsman into the land temple. Perhaps because it was far away from the county town, the place had long been abandoned.

stomping on...

The two had just cleaned up a place to rest when they heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming closer and closer.

With a neigh, Li Lingge and Di Ying, who had tied up their horses, ran into the land temple.

As soon as I stepped into the temple, I heard the sound of raindrops falling on the eaves.

A rainstorm came suddenly, the rain got heavier and heavier, and the rain curtain in the sky poured down like a waterfall.

A layer of white mist splashed in the air, like a misty white gauze.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water, and the water splashed like small fountains.

Li Lingge looked at the rain behind him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither of them expected the rain to come so suddenly. They were traveling light, and if they had not encountered this dilapidated temple, they would have been soaked.

"I'm afraid I'll have to spend the night here."

It looks like the rain won’t stop for a while, and it’s impossible to reach the nearby county town before dark.

Li Lingge walked inside as he spoke. When he looked up, he found that there were two other people in the dilapidated temple, staring at him in shock.

He lowered his head and looked at himself. Even if he was a little more handsome, he shouldn't be so surprised.

The young swordsman raised his finger and pointed at Li Lingge, appearing very excited.

"Wei, Wei, Wei——"

The one-armed old man quickly stood up and spoke very respectfully.

"Don't be offended, Your Majesty. I, your disciple, just admire you so much that I was a little incoherent for a moment."

Li Lingge suddenly realized. He never thought that there was someone in Yanzhou who knew him.

But when he looked carefully at the two people in front of him, he really had no impression of them.

"You know me?"

"I am fortunate to have witnessed the prince's grace during the Tianshu Academy entrance examination."

The old man bent down and carefully wiped the place where he had just sat with his sleeve, then bowed and said.

"Your Majesty, please sit down."

Li Lingge was not polite. After sitting down, he looked at the young swordsman with a flushed face beside him and asked.

"Does the young man have a name?"

"My name is Xiao Yu." Xiao Yu clenched the sword in his hand and proudly introduced his master. "This is my master, known as the Iron Monument Hand Tie Xuan in the martial arts world."

Hearing the words "Iron Monument Hand", Li Lingge couldn't help but think of Cui Bei whom he had met during the day.

"What is the connection between the senior and the Monument Destroyer?"

Tie Xuan's old face turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"I am not worthy of being called a senior in front of the prince. Just call me Lao Tie."

"Old... iron."

Li Lingge's lips moved. This title always made him feel a sense of disharmony, a sense of disharmony that was out of tune with this world.

My friend...

Tie Xuan looked reminiscent and spoke slowly.

"When I was young, I witnessed the Monument Destroyer split the Canglan River with one palm, and I learned a little bit."

Having said that, he looked at the empty sleeve of his right arm with some sadness, his face full of regret.

"When I was young, I was too arrogant and had my arm cut off. Now..."

"You have a good apprentice."

Li Lingge said a comforting word. He could sense that Xiao Yu had already condensed his true energy and entered the ninth level.

Ordinary warriors only know some martial arts moves, but those who can condense true energy can open a school and teach disciples.

Talking about his apprentice, Tie Xuan grinned, unable to hide his smile.

"My disciple was born with a precious jade in his mouth. Perhaps he is destined to be extraordinary."

Then, he spoke with some anticipation.

"If the prince does not mind, please let me, your disciple, follow you. Even if I am just holding the stirrup of the horse, it will be a blessing for him."

Li Lingge was stunned. The contrast between the before and after made him unable to react for a while.

He just said that his apprentice was destined to be extraordinary, but now he turns around and asks his apprentice to be his follower?

"Master..." Xiao Yu stood up suddenly, "Although I admire King Wei, I will never abandon you."

"What are you talking about?" Tie Xuan scolded, "If the prince is willing to accept you, it is your blessing. What can you achieve if you follow me all your life?"

Although he knew that his apprentice was different from others, he also had self-awareness.

All that could be taught over the years has been taught, and going forward he will only be a burden.

He didn't want to waste such a good talent.

Besides, after living for most of his life, he had already seen it clearly.

Rather than drifting in the world like duckweed on the water, it is better to enter the Prince Wei's Palace.

Seeing that the master and disciple were refusing to give in to each other, Li Lingge quickly changed the subject.

"Were you really born with a jade in your mouth?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu raised his hand and lifted a red rope around his neck, and soon a precious jade appeared in his hand.

He took the jade off his neck and handed it to Li Lingge.

"My mother told me that I brought this with me when I was born, so I have been carrying it with me ever since."

Li Lingge took Baoyu and took a look at him, and couldn't help but gasp.

The gem in his hand was as big as a bird's egg, as bright as clouds, as translucent as butter, and wrapped with five-colored patterns.

Eight golden words are naturally formed in the jade: Never lose, never forget, and may you live forever.