The horse that Mr. Lian rides is the best horse in a thousand miles. Although it is not as precious and rare as the bloody horse, it is not inferior in terms of mileage.
Lian Fu set out at midnight and galloped all the way, arriving at the foot of the Western Mountain in only three hours.
It was already dark by this time.
Master Lian was filled with rage, and after riding for half a day, he didn't feel tired. He immediately wanted to go up the mountain to "visit" the Seventh Prince. However, he was stopped by the imperial guard at the foot of the mountain.
Master Lian revealed his identity with a cold face: "I am the Master of Lianchi Academy, my surname is Lian. I am here today to visit the Seventh Prince!"
Royal Forest Guard: "..."
This menacing look doesn't look like visiting a doctor, it's more like saying he's a debt collector!
Three years before the seventh prince regained his identity, he studied martial arts under Mr. Lian. No one knew about this. These imperial guards did not dare to stop Mr. Lian and said respectfully: "We are going to pass the news. Mr. Lian, please wait a moment."
moment."
This wait lasted for more than half an hour.
It's not that the guards are being lazy on purpose, it always takes time to go up and down the mountain.
Master Lian had no expression on his face, and he scolded his disciple angrily.
"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince invites Mr. Lian to go up the mountain." After reporting back, there were imperial guards leading the way.
At this time, it was dark, blocked by trees, and the mountain road became increasingly rugged and difficult to navigate.
Several imperial guards were leading the way with wind lanterns, and they were still muttering secretly in their hearts, wondering whether the Lian Master could keep up. Then they heard Lian Master say in a medium voice: "At this speed, tomorrow morning
I can barely make it to the mountain."
Guards: "..."
…
Half an hour later, Mr. Lian arrived in the forest on the mountainside.
Dozens of large and small tents were set up in the forest. The tent where the seventh prince lived was left by Emperor Jianwen, so it was naturally the most spacious and comfortable one.
A girl with a graceful figure and a beautiful face stood outside the tent and greeted her with a smile: "Student Xie Mingxi, I have met Mr. Lian."
Full of anger, Mr. Lian did not express his anger at Xie Mingxi. Instead, he sighed softly: "I was deceived for three years, and you were also kept in the dark and didn't notice anything. Now that I think about it, it's really annoying and annoying!"
Xie Mingxi: "..."
Don't beat around the bush, just open your mouth and pierce your heart and lungs!
He is truly an upright and honest man!
Xie Mingxi did not lie pretentiously and said that she didn't care. She responded softly: "No matter whether there is a reason or not, deception is deception. Master, if you want to settle the score with him, just go and there is no need to be polite."
Master Lian immediately looked at Xie Mingxi with admiration: "You have principles and backbone! Good!"
Xie Mingxi was so praised that she couldn't laugh or cry.
Before Mr. Lian entered the tent, he asked politely: "Do you want to go in with me?"
When facing the future seventh prince, you must always be polite.
Xie Mingxi smiled slightly and said, "It's okay to go, Master!"
Mr. Lian nodded, regained his anger, and entered the tent with a sullen face.
…
In less than a moment, Xianghui Ranmo and several servants were sent out of the tent.
Ran Mo was quite dissatisfied with Master Lian who came to question him angrily. He lowered his voice and muttered: "We were masters and disciples in the past, but we may not be so in the future. Master Lian looks like he is here to settle accounts with His Highness. He is overestimating himself."
Xianghui glanced at Ranmo.
Ran Mo immediately shut his mouth.
Xianghui then went to Xie Mingxi and asked softly: "Miss Third, do you want to arrange for the master to stay tonight?"
Xie Mingxi nodded slightly: "Go and arrange a clean tent, prepare meals and hot water."
Xianghui responded, but did not step back and stopped talking.
Xie Mingxi glanced at Xianghui and said calmly: "Don't worry. Your master is the most cunning and cunning, and he is good at pretending and talking. He will definitely coax the honest man to turn his anger into joy."
Xianghui: "..."
His Royal Highness, the Seventh Prince, has been careful to keep a smile on his face every day since he woke up. Even though it has been ** days, Xie Mingxi still shows no sign of calming down!
Thinking about it, the seventh prince is quite pitiful. While recovering from his injuries, he racked his brains to coax Xie Mingxi. But Xie Mingxi ignored him all the time.
Xianghui saw this in her eyes and wiped away bitter tears for her master.
…
In the tent, the tall Mr. Lian saluted with a cold face: "I have met His Highness the Seventh Prince."
The young man lying on the bed looked pale, weak and handsome, and his face was so handsome that it is difficult to describe with words. There were expressions of eagerness, self-blame, regret, regret, etc.:
"Only the disciple salutes the master, how can the master salute the disciple? Does the master not want me as a disciple anymore?"
"I never meant to deceive what happened that day. I really had to do it out of necessity."
"If Master blames me for this, that's right."
At this point, Sheng Hong's voice was already choked with sobs: "The mother and concubine have been locked up, and the father, the emperor, and the empress are very angry. Even Mingxi has been angry with me. She has been by my side for many days,
But he never paid attention to me."
"Now, Master is also so angry. Everything is my fault."
"If you want to be beaten or scolded, it's all up to Master. I just ask Master to calm down the anger in his heart and not abandon his disciples."
Speaking of the emotional point, Sheng Hong struggled to get up. Unexpectedly, the wound on his chest was affected, causing him to gasp in pain. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If Xie Mingxi were there, he would definitely sneer.
As expected, he is the best at pretending!
As expected, he is the most cunning and cunning!
It's a bitter trick from the very beginning.
However, it turns out that the bitter meat trick is really effective!
Mr. Lian, who was full of anger, had already dissipated half of his anger when he saw Sheng Hong's tragic situation. When Sheng Hong said something about his master, the other half of his anger was almost gone.
Mr. Lian frowned and said in a rather stern voice: "You were injured by an arrow. You need to take care of yourself and you should not move around."
His tone was not very good, just like when he taught Sheng Hong how to learn martial arts in the past.
Sheng Hong's eyes flashed with hope: "Is Master still angry with me?"
Master Lian did not answer and asked instead: "Do you still recognize me as your master?"
Sheng Hong responded without thinking: "From the day I became a disciple, I have regarded my master as the person closest to me in this life. I will never abandon him!"
This is quite pleasant to hear.
Speaking of which, although I don't know the identity of the seventh prince, the seventh prince himself always knows it. Since he is willing to become his disciple, it shows that there is no prejudice that men are superior to women.
Mr. Lian's expression softened a little.
Sheng Hong looked pitiful and unavailable: "Master, please don't want me as a disciple."
The honest man scolded him with a serious face: "A man must be proud and dignified. How can he bend his back easily? Even when facing the master, he must straighten his back."
Then, he added: "Speaking of which, I can't blame you entirely. You have been wearing skirts and pretending to be a woman for six years. Your words and deeds have become more or less soft. I will teach you well as a teacher in the future.
You must act with firmness and never show your feminine side!"
