Chapter 119 Talks Southward (1)

assassin?

What assassin?

The old man blinked, raised his head, and swallowed a few wontons in the bowl like he was drinking water.

Song Lanyi stared at it carefully for a long time.

You really didn't chew a bite, you just swallowed it.

After eating, the old man wiped the corners of his mouth and said softly, "I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart. But I can tell you responsibly that my speculation is not without purpose. If you believe me, during this period, you will be well.

Get ready."

As he spoke, he stood up and the stool made a screeching sound on the ground.

The old man didn't care. He walked around and walked to a room. He immediately lay down on the bed with all his clothes on. Within a few seconds, he fell asleep.

have to.

Song Lanyi finally recognized it.

She brought back an ancestor.

The next day.

Not long after Song Lanyi woke up, she heard noises coming from outside the house.

She leaned to the window and listened carefully, and heard the sound of arguing.

"You eat enough for dozens of people in your house by yourself, so what's wrong with me asking you for money? You can't just eat and drink for free, supporting such a big eater, right?"

When Butler Wang said this, he felt like he was gritting his teeth.

Even men who practice martial arts don't have as much appetite as this frail-looking old man.

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but feel guilty and short of breath.

He explained weakly, "I don't have money, but I only need my life."

Take a deep breath...

Butler Wang feels that his self-cultivation is getting better and better.

It's just that his face is still a little dark.

But when there was a creak and Song Lanyi opened the door and walked out, his expression suddenly changed.

I saw Butler Wang's face, which was originally gloomy and might start a storm at any time, suddenly turned from rainy to sunny.

His smile is brighter than the sun on the sky.

Pu Song couldn't help but feel a bit of toothache when he saw this scene.

He suddenly admired Song Lanyi. Under Song Hanhai and Butler Wang's intense pampering, not only was he not spoiled, but he was actually better than most of his peers.

Weird, weird.

Song Lanyi's brows jumped when she saw the mess all over the table.

She pondered over and over again, resisting the urge to wipe Pu Song's greasy hands, and said, "Uncle Wang, there is still room for one more person in the house. If there is anything missing, you can go to the warehouse.

Just take it."

Anyway, what was left in the warehouse were some gold and silver common objects, and the real cultivation treasures were placed in Song Lanyi's dream space.

Butler Wang was stunned. He glanced at Pu Song one more time, but this time he said nothing.

He has always made his position very clear.

He has a close relationship with Song Lanyi, and it can even be said that he has watched her grow up since she was a child.

But this is not the reason why he relied on his elders and even made decisions for Song Lanyi.

Now that Song Hanhai is away, the head of the Song family is not Butler Wang, but Song Lanyi.

He bowed his head and said yes, then took a step forward and whispered, "Miss, I had a message from the servant of Prince Ming's residence earlier. I invite you to come to the residence to have a talk this afternoon."

Hearing this, Song Lanyi and the old man looked at each other in mid-air, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Song Lanyi picked up an uncontaminated piece of almond cake on the table and walked outside while eating, "I'll go to Prince Ming's Mansion to take a look."

Although she hasn't communicated with Prince Ming yet, Song Lanyi has a vague hunch in her heart.

What the old man said... may be right.

Sure enough, the moment she entered the meeting hall, she saw a group of people looking at her with smiles.

Among these people were Zhu Xulin, students from Bailu Academy, and even Li Jindao.

Song Lanyi: ...So, she should be happy. If it weren't for the war in the coming year, I'm afraid Mr. Gongsun would have left Prince Ming behind and gone with her...

She showed a stiff smile and asked tentatively, "Is it still too late for me to leave now?"

Prince Ming looked at her with a kind face and asked gently, "Do you think it's possible?"

This pirate ship, ever since she was born in Dingyuan City and her father went to the southern border, she and this group of people were destined to be grasshoppers on the same ship.

"Alas." Song Lanyi sighed and said with a sad face, "Your Majesty wants me to go to the South, but in that place, the sky is high and the Emperor is far away, and there are endless evil people. Your Majesty, you must be worried about me, right?"

When she said the last sentence, she raised her head and looked at Prince Ming with eyes as wet and pure as a deer's. Even her chin, which was getting thinner due to studying, revealed a sense of misery.

The first feeling of the onlookers at this moment is...this little girl is pitiful! Honest! Simple and honest!

When King Ming saw this, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart.

After thinking about it, it seemed a bit unethical for him to arrange Song Lanyi in the team going south this time.

But when he thought of what Pu Sheng said, his originally wavering determination became firm again.

All saints, more or less, can calculate the secrets of heaven.

According to what Pu Sheng said, this time going south, a holy path will be perfected, and the disaster in the south will be completely solved, and all of this may have an unusual relationship with Song Lanyi...

Prince Ming thought for a moment, "What do you want?"

The corners of Song Lanyi's mouth raised slightly, and then the arc was quickly smoothed out.

She wiped the corners of her eyes and began to count with her fingers with a sullen expression, "bipot grass, spring tide flowers, summer blight bugs... and the thousand-year-old Tianshan water, the first drop of dew when the snow lotus bloomed a hundred years ago...

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After reading a long list of reports, Prince Ming could not help but feel his eyes twitching at this moment because he had a family fortune that he had accumulated over many years.

Good guy.

Do you think this is reporting the name of the dish?

He raised his head and glanced, just in time to see the smile hidden in Song Lanyi's eyes.

King Ming:!!!

He, Zhu Mingjing, had been on the battlefield for many years, but he was accidentally deceived by a little girl.

Damn it!!

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips.

Zhu Xulin below saw this scene and couldn't help but tremble.

Whenever his uncle Wang wants to trick someone, he will smile like this.

Over a long period of time, Zhu Xulin had developed conditioned reflexes.

Sure enough, Prince Ming said kindly, "Xiao Song, if you want these, it's not impossible. I just have a small condition, how about joining our Ping An Army?"

Song Lanyi immediately shut up. Although she had participated in the battle, it did not mean that she had completely joined this organization.

She knew that she was not a conformist and was not suitable for this kind of life.

After a long while, Song Lanyi coughed lightly and said, "Okay, I won't pretend anymore. Your Majesty, I only need the first five medicinal materials. After all, going south is too dangerous, so I need to make some preparations."

Seeing that Song Lanyi had no intention of joining the Ping An Army, King Ming was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable.

Those medicinal materials... it's not like he can't get them out.

When King Ming thought about it, he felt at ease, and large quantities of medicinal materials fell into Song Lanyi's hands.

Seeing this, Song Lanyi couldn't help but feel silent and even sad.

Big landowner.

If I had known, I would have killed one more person.

First update today
Chapter completed!