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Chapter 497: Chapter 497 Secretly Sweet Love

Early morning, Yunlu Academy.

In the small courtyard where the Xu family stayed, Xu Qian'an stood in the house with a pale face and a cane, looking at Xu Pingzhi and said:

"Second uncle, we don't have to go to Jianzhou, you can go back to the mansion after a while."

Now that the emperor is dead, the biggest hidden danger in the capital has been eliminated. Other people, including the prince, have no direct conflict of interest with him. The prince even wants to send him a banner to express his gratitude.

Moreover, with the reputation of beheading the tyrant, who dares to provoke Xu Yinluo?

Therefore, the second uncle's family is very safe and does not need to go to Jianzhou for refuge.

Xu Pingzhi said "hmm", looked at him, and hesitated to speak.

Xu Qian'an turned around, looked at his aunt, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, and said:

"Aunt, thank you for taking care of me all these years. I was ignorant and impulsive before, so please don't be surprised. The banknotes are part of my savings, please keep them. The family's food, clothing and expenses still depend on you.

"Next, I will leave Beijing for a while, and I don't know when I can come back."

Aunt pursed her lips, took the banknotes, and said softly: "I will keep the banknotes for you to use when you marry a wife in the future."

That's not enough, I have many wives...Xu Qian'an's mouth curled up, turned to look at Xu Lingyue, and smiled:

"Brother, this time you are away from Beijing, it may take a little longer, as short as a year and a half, as long as more than three years. I think by then, Lingyue will have married.. It's a pity that I can't drink your wedding wine."

Xu Lingyue bit her lip, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

The eighteen-year-old girl was like a lotus swaying in the clear water in June, beautiful, bright, and clean.

This delicate flower raised in the Xu family was particularly sad about the fact that her eldest brother was about to leave.

Then, Xu Qian'an reached out his hand, rubbed the little bean's head, and said softly: "Let your eldest brother hug you, your eldest brother has never hugged you properly..."

Xu Lingyin hugged her eldest brother's neck and announced loudly:

"Brother, I will hide the chicken legs and wait for you to come back."

Hidden in the shoes again? Can it still be eaten? Will I die on the spot if I eat it... Xu Qian'an was moved and rubbed his younger sister's head, and smiled:

"Hide it in the shoes for a few days, and then leave it for the master to eat? Do you know." Xu Lingyin nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

After bidding farewell to his family, Xu Qi'an left the courtyard and walked down the mountain alone along the steps.

"Big Brother~"

Xu Lingyue's voice came from behind, and the elder sister caught up with him breathlessly, shouting at his back:

"I want to go to Lingbao Temple to practice, I, I will wait for you to come back."

Xu Qi'an paused for a moment, did not look back, and continued to walk down the mountain. In the room, after Xu Qi'an left, the aunt looked at the banknote in her hand and whispered: "Master, I remember that Dalang's biological mother left after giving birth to him. Before she left, she told me to raise him well. I remember that my sister was a very good person, gentle and dignified, and easy to get along with.

"She held my hand and asked me to take care of Dalang. She said it so sincerely... I know she had her own reasons for abandoning Dalang."

Aunt raised her head, tears on her face: "Master, I have raised him for so many years, he is my son. Now that man is back and wants to take his life, I, I am very sad......"

Second Uncle Xu was heartbroken.

......

Lingbao Temple.

Xu Qian'an leaned on his crutches and smiled at the Taoist boy guarding the gate: "I want to see the national master."

Before coming, he asked the supervisor about the fight between the national master and the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect.

The supervisor said that both sides were injured, and then he said "huh":

"The fire of karma burns the body."

The Taoist boy glanced at him and said: "The Taoist leader has explained that if Mr. Xu comes to see her, he can go straight in."

Lingbao Temple has opened up the right for me to drive straight in, so what about Luo Yuheng?

Xu Qi'an muttered to himself and walked into Lingbao Temple with a cane.

Arriving at the secluded courtyard, he pushed open the door of the quiet room with ease, and

saw a beautiful Taoist nun sitting cross-legged on the futon.

Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, and saw a series of images in her, such as a kind aunt, a friend of his mother, a big sister from the neighbor's house, etc.

This surprised him, because Luo Yuheng seemed to be unable to control herself and could not restrain her "charm".

For a second-grade master, this is obviously not a good thing, which means that the situation of the karmic fire burning his body is very serious.

"I guess you have seen that my condition is very bad."

Luo Yuheng opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was full of the unique charm of a

mature woman.

"I understand."

Xu Qi'an sighed: "I took a bath before coming here."

In addition to visiting Luo Yuheng's situation, he actually had the idea of "bargaining" this time, hoping that Luo Yuheng could give him a few days to accommodate the Seven Deadly Gu, and then fulfill his promise if his physical condition improved.

I didn't expect Luo Yuheng's condition to be so bad.

Luo Yuheng had a blank expression on his face and continued, "You misunderstood. I am just a clone. It will dissipate within three days. My main body has already gone into seclusion."

For a moment, Xu Qi'an couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.

With his current physical condition, forcing dual cultivation can only be "Aunt, please do it automatically."

This obviously doesn't fit his image of being invincible wherever his spear points, which will make Luo Yuheng look down on him.

But, but... she is too tempting.

Luo Yuheng's clone continued, "Dual cultivation requires a certain period, at least seven days at a time. After fighting with the head of the Earth Sect, my main body has been unable to suppress the karmic fire, and I don't know what your situation is. In order to save myself, I can only go into seclusion and forcibly eliminate the karmic fire."

At least seven days at a time, at least seven days at a time... Xu Qi'an's mind was full of this

sentence.

A little scared.

Luo Yuheng continued:

"After this time, it may be difficult for the main body to suppress the karmic fire. Therefore, dual cultivation is imperative. The karmic fire breaks out once a month. On this day next month, she will go to find you."

As she spoke, she waved her sleeves, and a yellow paper talisman folded into a triangle appeared on the table.

"This is a positioning talisman. Keep it. One month later, the main body will come to find you."

After speaking, the clone dissipated on its own.

Is he shy? Xu Qian'an picked up the triangular talisman and put it away silently.

It seems that after the regicide, Luo Yuheng completely recognized him and decided to become a Taoist partner with him.

Before, he had been hesitating whether to practice dual cultivation with himself because he had not fully recognized it. After all, Taoist partners are a lifelong thing. Luo Yuheng treated

it with caution, which is human nature.

Before he went to Shanhaiguan, his cultivation was only the fifth rank, which was indeed a bit

worse for a second-rank master.

Now, Xu Qi'an is a third-rank warrior, one of the few third-rank warriors in Dafeng, enough to match Luo Yuheng's status and position.

Well, I will be ready in a month... Xu Qi'an left Lingbao Temple and headed for the palace.

.......

Shaoyin Palace.

The boudoir was paved with a floor heating that consumed countless charcoal. The room was

warm as spring in late autumn. The air was filled with sandalwood, rouge and powder, and the faint body fragrance of women.

At a certain moment, the woman who was curled up on the brocade couch suddenly woke up,

turned over and sat up, her face pale.

"Hong, Hongxiu..."

She called softly, her voice weak.

The maid lying on the bed woke up immediately and said softly: "Your Highness!"

Lin'an whispered: "Water, I want to drink water..."

The maid immediately walked to the table, gently swept away the wine pot that was overturned or straightened, and poured her a cup of warm tea.

His Highness Lin'an drank last night and got completely drunk. She didn't act crazy when she

drank too much, but just lay on the table and cried.

The maids knew that the princess was drinking to relieve her sorrow, but she was even more

worried.

Last night, His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to tell His Highness Lin'an that the Wushen Cult colluded with His Highness's confidant, the Right Censor Yuan Xiong, and the Minister of War Qin Yuandao.

They used witchcraft to control His Highness, cut off the army's food and grass, and killed 80,000 soldiers and Wei Yuan in Jingshan City.

Xu Yinluo was furious and beheaded His Highness outside the capital.

After hearing this, His Highness was stunned and went to the East Palace with a pale face, as if

to confront the Crown Prince.

She came back very late, and then she started drinking endlessly. She cried when she drank too

much, and continued to drink after crying.

The maids saw it and felt heartbroken.

After serving His Highness Lin'an for so many years, I have never seen her so sad.

It was probably not only because the emperor who loved her the most passed away, but also because the man who killed her father was that man.

Now thinking back, Hongxiu almost confirmed that the prince was in love with Xu Yinluo.

What should we do? The prince was still waiting to be married, and she suffered such a love

injury. I am afraid she will be sad for a long time.

As for persuading, they dare not.

A servant is a servant, how dare I interfere in the affairs of the masters.

"Your Highness, the tea is here, please drink slowly."

Hongxiu carefully held the tea and handed it over.

Lin'an held the tea and drank it absent-mindedly. His eyes, which used to be lively, were

colorless and dull.

Just after finishing the tea, a palace maid came to the outside of the boudoir, knocked on the

door twice, and whispered:

"Your Highness, Xu Yinluo is here......"

Hongxiu immediately looked at Lin'an, and saw that the prince's eyes suddenly bloomed with

dazzling spirits, but in the next second, they slowly extinguished.

Lin An whispered: "No, I won't see him!"

"Yes, I will reply right away."

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She suddenly called the maid again, and after a few seconds of silence, she whispered, "That's

it."

The maid outside the door left immediately.

Outside Shaoyin Palace, the man with the cane turned and left.

Hundreds of imperial guards, holding the hilts of their swords, silently watched his back, as if

they were facing a great enemy. No one dared to speak, let alone stop him.

Xu Qian'an did not leave the palace, but went to Dexin Garden instead.

Early morning, Dexin Garden.

Washing with the help of the maid, one maid held the spittoon, and the other held the copper

basin and sweat towel.

Huaiqing brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth, spit the water into the spittoon, and then took the sweat towel handed by the maid and wiped his cold and delicate face carefully.

At this time, a little maid walked in quickly and said in a delicate voice: "Your Highness, Xu

Yinluo is here."

Princess Huaiqing, who loved cleanliness, immediately put down her sweat towel, her eyes sparkled, and said: "Lead the way... Ask him to go to the inner hall."

She suddenly changed her mind, picked up the sweat towel again, wiped her face carefully,

looked in the mirror, nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then led the maid out of the

boudoir.

She saw Xu Qian'an, who was pale, in the inner hall. He was sitting at the table, squinting his

eyes and sipping hot tea.

The little maid of Dexinyuan stood trembling on one side.

"All go down."

Huaiqing waved his hand.

The little maid was relieved, lowered her head, and walked away in small steps.

After walking a few steps, she heard the big devil who killed the king behind her laugh: "This

little maid is good, Your Highness, give her to me."

The little maid looked at Huaiqing pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Huaiqing waved his hand expressionlessly.

After the maid left, Huaiqing carefully examined Xu Qiyan and said: "You still have the leisure to tease the maid, it seems that the injury is not serious."

Xu Qiyan smiled bitterly and said: "This is not something that can be measured by the severity of the injury. I am already useless."

Huaiqing's face suddenly became serious: "Even the supervisor can't do anything?" Xu Qiyan shook his head. Huaiqing pursed his lips: "What's going on."

Xu Qiyan opened his clothes and showed her the situation on his chest. The wound on his

heart was hideous and embedded with a magic nail.

For a warrior below the third rank, if he suffered such an injury, there was only one way to go,

and that was death.

A warrior of the fourth rank was no exception. "There are nine nails like this in total, in different places on my body."

Xu Qi'an smiled bitterly and said, "The Buddhist demon-sealing nails, the supervisor said

that if they are forcibly removed, I will definitely die. My cultivation will also be wasted."

"Buddhism......"

Huai Qing muttered these two words, her pretty face was already covered with frost.

The eldest daughter of the emperor, who was known for her coldness and indifference,

suddenly felt a strong surge of anger in her heart. "Why is Buddhism also involved in this matter?"

Huai Qing restrained her emotions and asked.

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an sighed, "It's time to be honest with His Highness." Huai Qing raised her eyebrows, straightened her body slightly, and put on a listening posture.

"In fact, the seal that escaped from the Sangpo case has always been in my body. It was a

traitor of Buddhism."

Huai Qing's eyes froze, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Huai Qing's mind was buzzing, shocked and confused when he directly threw out such a secret with such a large amount of information.

Confused and shocked, why is the sealed object under Sangpo in Xu Qiyan's body? The demon clan tried every means to unlock the seal and release the sealed object. There is no

reason to give it to others. There must be a reason.

On the contrary, after hearing that the sealed object is a demon monk from Buddhism,

Huaiqing was only slightly stunned and quickly accepted it.

Because it is very reasonable.

The sealed object is related to Buddhism. This was determined when the Sangpo case was

investigated.

"As for why the demon monk is in my body, it's a long story."

Xu Qiyan sighed again. Some things make people sigh when they talk about them.

He told Huaiqing everything about his luck, his possession by a god, his father who was not a

son of a human being was a disciple of the chief supervisor, and he stole the national destiny.

Since he had already confronted Xu Pingfeng, there was no need to keep his secrets.

Especially the members of the Tiandihui, who experienced the case of regicide, were completely tied together and became true partners. Huaiqing's expression was very interesting, from shock to shock, from shock to disbelief, and his emotions were superimposed layer by layer as his expression changed. However, after hearing that Xu Qiyan could use the Zhenguo Sword and control the spirit

dragon because he was blessed with luck, Huaiqing was obviously relieved, as if something he

had been worried about had been answered.

And the answer was quite satisfactory.

"So that's it!"

Huaiqing sighed: "All this is because of the competition for destiny..."

Xu Qiyan nodded: "Your Highness, remember to keep it secret. The Supervisor did not allow

me to reveal these things."

Huaiqing said "um", and then heard Xu Qiyan say with a strange expression:

"I heard from that dog that my biological mother is your clan member, Your Highness."

Huaiqing was shocked and her pretty face changed slightly.

"It's the lineage five hundred years ago."

The lineage five hundred years ago... Huaiqing was relieved again.

"So I will travel outside for a while to collect the spirit of the scattered dragon veins for

Dafeng."

Xu Qi'an looked at the cold and noble woman like an iceberg snow lotus, and said softly:

"Your Highness, take care."

Huai Qing was slightly moved, and said softly: "Take care, Master Xu."

She no longer called Xu Qi'an "sir".

Xu Qi'an nodded, and suddenly showed hesitation, and said:

"Your Highness Lin'an seems to be bothered by my killing of the king. Can Your Highness

explain it to me?"

Huai Qing said "Oh", dragged out a long tail sound, and said expressionlessly:

"Master Xu has been to Shaoyin Palace. In Master Xu's mind, Lin'an is indeed the most

important."

Here you come, are you going to say next: I was here first......

Xu Qi'an was just wondering how to answer, and suddenly heard small steps approaching the

inner hall. He Huai Qing kept silent tacitly and stopped talking.

After a while, a palace maid came in and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Lin'an is here and

wants to see you."

"I'll step aside."

Xu Qian'an immediately stood up and walked to the inner hall.

After he hid himself, Huaiqing said: "Let her in."

"Yes!"

The palace maid left.

Two or three minutes later, Lin'an, wearing a red skirt, entered the inner hall alone.

She sat down by herself, looking haggard, with a knot between her brows.

First she glanced at Huaiqing, then looked away, looking forward, her voice soft but hollow,

she said:

"I heard from my brother, the prince, that my father was taught by the witch god to cut off the army's food and grass, so that Wei Yuan and 80,000 troops died in the northeast."

Huaiqing lowered his head to drink tea, silent.

"I know that Wei Yuan treated him with great kindness, but, but my father is my father. How

could he kill my father without saying anything?" Lin'an's tears rolled down, and her face was wet with tears. "Did he go to see you?" Huaiqing said. "How do you know....." Lin'an glanced at her, nodded, and cried, "He just came to see me, I didn't dare to see him, I

don't know how to face him."

She cried as she spoke, "I want to see him, but I'm afraid to see him. Even if my father killed

Wei Yuan, he was controlled by the Wushen Cult. What did my father do wrong? My father has

spoiled me since I was a child......

"I dreamed of my father last night. He died so tragically. He died so tragically. Huaiqing, my

heart hurts so much. I, I have no one to talk to......."

In the end, the one who can speak her mind and vent her grief and depression is this sister who

has fought with her for more than ten years.

She is too lonely. Huaiqing whispered, "You like him, right?"

Lin'an did not answer.

"Now, do you still like him now?"

Lin'an seemed to collapse, crying at the desk.