On the fourth day after Yue Ling returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she asked Ping'er to find out that the Fourth Prince had just returned to the Mansion from the Ministry of Punishment and immediately came to visit him.
She originally wanted to learn from her younger brother Hua Yujin, but unfortunately this guy was sent by the Minister of Punishment to Sifang Town to the west of the capital to look for evidence. She has not seen his people until now. Ping'er said
Since that boy became a nymphomaniac and disgraced the Hua family, he stopped calling her sister and would always avoid her when he saw her.
"Ling'er, why are you here?" Nangong Yixuan, the fourth prince, personally greeted him after the servant informed him. He had a gentle and handsome face with a friendly smile, which was boundless elegance.
"Brother Yixuan, Ling'er has something to ask for today." Hua Yue Ling was dressed in a crescent-white peach blossom skirt, with a phoenix flying to the moon hairpin slanted on her temples. Her demeanor was light, noble and generous.
It's not that she didn't know the rumors from the outside world these days, saying that Nangong Lieye didn't want to marry her, and that she was a "slut". She actually used such boudoir matters as an excuse to divorce her husband. It was really shameless, but her
The ears are naturally designed to directly filter out these innocuous words. If you have the ability, just say it to her face, otherwise she will not have the time to bring trouble to herself.
"Oh? What's the matter with Ling'er? How about we talk about it when we go in?" Nangong Yixuan saw that she was in high spirits and was not seriously hurt by the rumors from the outside world. He was a little impressed. On the other hand, Nangong Xieye who was in the Full Moon Tower seemed to want to prove that he was in the boudoir.
It's so awesome that he lies drunk in the arms of a beautiful woman every day, not daring to see anyone, avoiding the limelight, and making people laugh.
"Okay." Hua Yueling had this intention. She knew everything about Nangong Yixuan very well. She had never been to his house. She heard that he kept many falcons in his house, which were most commonly used in ancient times.
She was really curious about the messenger tool.
The Fourth Prince's Palace is slightly smaller than the Prime Minister's Palace, and it is not as gorgeous and wealthy as the Third Prince's Palace, but it is full of spring and has beautiful scenery.
"Ling'er, go sit over there." Nangong Yixuan pointed to the white jade pavilion beside the lotus pond and ordered his servants to serve tea.
"Okay." Hua Yueling raised her little face to look at him. Her smile was as bright as spring flowers and as bright as the autumn moon, which made Nangong Yixuan slightly stunned.
"Ling'er looks good, but is he in good health?" Nangong Yixuan was slightly embarrassed. His crescent-shaped red phoenix eyes flickered and he looked away. After breaking up, Hua Yue Ling was even more beautiful than before, exuding radiant energy.
Her confidence makes people involuntarily attracted to her.
"I've been back for four days. How about good food and good sleep? But today Ling'er is here to learn from his teacher." Hua Yue Ling said straight to the point.
"Study with a teacher? Me?" Nangong Yixuan pointed at himself in surprise.
"Yes, you are the most powerful gold medal policeman in the capital. If your martial arts skills are poor, how can you catch the criminals?" Hua Yueling raised the corners of her mouth and her pretty eyes moved.
"Who said that? Your brother is better than me." Nangong Yixuan smiled and shook his head.
"That's because he is dedicated, but your martial arts skills are better than yours. My dad said that. Hey, don't shirk it. Ling'er was bullied this time. His body is really too weak and he has no fighting power, so I have to strengthen my body."
Get in shape and never let men bully you again." Hua Yueling pouted deliberately.
"Ling'er, isn't it a little late for you to learn martial arts now?" Nangong Yixuan had a black line on his head.
"It's not too late. As long as you are willing to learn, an iron rod can be ground into a needle. I don't want to be the best master, as long as I can defeat ordinary gangsters!" Hua Yueling knew that it was definitely late for her to learn martial arts, but she had to know
With her modern intensive training, it is hard to believe that the master's skills cannot be taken advantage of.
While Nangong Yixuan was wiping sweat from Hua Yueling's serious face, a burst of eagle cry sounded in the sky. Nangong Yixuan's expression changed and he immediately rushed out of the pavilion. Hua Yueling saw a brown bird.
The huge eagle landed on Nangong Yixuan's shoulder.
Nangong Yixuan took out the small wooden tube on the falcon's feet, took out a piece of waxy yellow paper inside and opened it. His handsome eyebrows were frowned tightly. Hua Yueling watched him lay the paper horizontally and vertically.
After waiting for a long time, I couldn't help but curiously asked: "Brother Yixuan, can't you read the words?"
Nangong Yixuan put the paper into his arms with a solemn expression, walked back to the pavilion and said: "Ling'er, I'm afraid brother Yixuan doesn't have time to teach you martial arts. There is a major case on hand waiting for me to find clues."