Rebirth is back for you

I don't know if it was due to staying in Yuemi Mountain for a long time, but she didn't feel any chill even though there was snow everywhere.

Jing Ran casually stretched out his hand and flicked a purple bamboo in front of him. When the snow had completely fallen, a stream of air floated from his fingertips, entangled the tip of the bamboo with a light hook, and jumped up.

This purple bamboo has been around for some years, and it has grown extremely high. Although the top is partially bent, sitting on it can still overlook the entire palace.

After Jing Ran watched Jing Huai send Ling Lian all the way out of the mansion, he glanced around casually, and suddenly turned his head to a house behind Qingye Pavilion and said "Hey".

At this moment, a wave suddenly came from the bamboo forest in the west, Jing Ran collected his mind and counted silently.

In less than five seconds, Xuan Mei, who was hiding in the shadows, appeared with his sword drawn above the bamboo forest, and shouted, "Who is here?"

Jing Ran admired in his heart, the person who came here was not weak in lightness kung fu, and Xuan Mei was only aware of it five seconds later than her, such kung fu was already pretty good.

Turning his head slightly to look westward, he saw a cloud of black mist appearing from the darkness and falling directly in front of Xuan Mei, after a while the mist dissipated, revealing a young and handsome face.

"I have met Jing Shizi. I am Luo Nuo, the personal guard of His Highness the Ninth Princess, and I am here to deliver clothes to my Highness." The man in black saluted respectfully, with a trace of surprise on his face that he hadn't had time to hide.

Being able to serve as the eldest grandson Qimu's personal hidden guard, his martial arts and lightness skills are naturally one in a million, especially compared with Luo Yi who is the Ming guard, his concealment skills have always been superb, never thought that Jing Shizi's courtyard guard is so good strict.

Jing Ran tilted his head and looked at him, his eyes flicked across the sky blue shirt in his hand, and asked, "Why don't you go through the main entrance?"

"Returning to Mr. Jing, this subordinate is the princess' personal secret guard, and he never shows it to others. Luo Yi is the Ming guard. He was injured just now, so I came to replace him." Luo Nuo replied.

Jing Ran nodded: "Come in."

Hearing Jing Ran's words, Xuan Mei quietly disappeared again.

Luo Nuo tapped his toes and floated to the ground.

Jing Ran also jumped down from the top of the bamboo, called out Qing Chi to take the clothes in Luo Nuo's hands and sent them in, then looked at his face thoughtfully and asked, "You are from Zhengyang Luo's family ?”

Luo Nuo was stunned for a moment, neither saying yes nor no, just asked: "How did Jing Shizi know?"

Jing Ran didn't answer him, and asked again: "Are Luo Yi and you siblings?"

Luo Nuo was surprised again, and said honestly: "Although this subordinate does not look like Luo Yi, they are indeed siblings and twin brothers, and the head of the Zheng Yang Luo family is my father."

There are so many Luo surnames in the world, but the Zhengyang Luo family is the largest family handed down in ancient times, but his and Luo Yi's identities have been cut off from the root since they were selected as the personal hidden guards of the eldest grandson Qimu. People with ulterior motives especially don't know, this young son of the Deqin Prince's Mansion is really powerful.

"I had a relationship with your father seven years ago." Jing Ran resolved his doubts, and said, "Besides, the technique of Luomen Lingyin is passed on in secret, not passed on from male to female, and not passed on from generation to generation." , am I right?"

Luo Nuo nodded: "So that's the case, the art of Lingyin is just like what Jing Shizi said, but after Luo Yi and I recognized the princess, we have betrayed Zhengyang Luo's family and were removed from the family tree. The princess is the only one we serve in this life." people."

Jing Ran cast a glance at him: "Blood inheritance can be broken if you want to."

Luo Nuo was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he saw his grandson Qimu coming out of the house: "Princess!"

"Is there a serious problem with Luo Yi?" Changsun Qimu looked at Jingran and asked.

"Going back to the princess, you only need to recuperate for a few days." Luo Nuo replied.

"Go down." Changsun Qimu responded, and nodded lightly.

"Yes!" Luo Nuo also floated and disappeared into the dark.

"I see that the food on the table is ready, but are you waiting for me?" Changsun Qimu suddenly turned his head and smiled at Jing Ran, and handed a green vial in front of her.

Luo Nuo, who had just left halfway, suddenly staggered, remembering Luo Yi's indescribable expression just now, and quickly hid himself.

"Your injury should require a few more medicines. This is prepared by my master. It should be no worse than the imperial doctor in the palace." Jing Ran didn't take the bottle in her hand, and lowered her eyes.

"The things of Taoist Master Wuhui are of course very good." Changsun Qimu nodded and put it away without being polite.

Jing Ran tilted her head and smiled, without saying a word, she directly opened the curtain and entered the room.If everyone in the world knew about the virtues of that stinky old man, he wondered if he would poke his own eyes for his own blind worship.

The eldest grandson Qimu followed into the house, and Jing Ran ordered the people to burn the stove in the house to a high level. As soon as he entered the door, the warm breath that rushed to his face seemed to melt away the chill on his body.

The two sat at the table, Jing Ran concentrated on picking the mandarin fish under his hand, but saw that Changsun Qimu was only holding a small half bowl of soup and drinking slowly without moving his chopsticks. He even said narrowly, "I only have one cook in this small yard, so you have to make do with it."

The eldest grandson Qimu's eyes seemed to be icy, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile: "I'm not picky about food, and I'm easy to raise."

Jing Ran choked, and Changsun Qimu also gave her half a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of her, smiling: "Eat slowly, it will be gone after eating."

Jing Ran's eyebrows frowned, and seeing the corner of Changsun Qimu's mouth curled up slightly, he couldn't breathe or swallow.

Changsun Qimu appeased at the right time: "This soup is also good, and I don't drink much. It should be enough. Would you like to try it?"

"..." Eating a meal slowly for an hour is not boring.

After the meal, Changsun Qimu didn't sit for long, looked outside the door, and said: "Looking at the sky, it should snow again in a while, so I won't bother you, you just returned to Beijing to have a good rest, so don't see me off."

Jing Ran blinked and sat on the spot without moving. From the corner of her eye, Changsun Qimu caught a glimpse of her not moving. She looked a bit regretful, and walked out with a sigh.

It wasn't until people reached the gate of the courtyard that Jing Ke hurried in and asked, "My lord, are you sure you don't want to send off the ninth princess?"

Jing Ran pursed her lips, looked at the back of the eldest grandson Qimu Qinggui, thought that this person was much better than Jiang Baixi's black-hearted appearance, and ordered: "Go and send it off, prepare a carriage."

"Yes!" Jing Ke quickly took his order and chased him out in a hurry.Who dares to neglect His Royal Highness Ninth Princess in Qingyue and the whole country, only the son of his family has a big heart, not only will he not send him off, but he will not even arrange for a guide.

After sitting quietly for a while, Jing Ran raised his hand and turned down the stove fan, and shouted out the window: "Xuan Mei!"

"Your Majesty!" Xuan Mei came out in response, floating and landing in front of the window.

"Can you find out where the injury on Changsun Qimu's body came from?" Jing Ran casually flicked the wall of the blue and white cup in his hand, and asked with his eyes raised.

Judging from the situation when he was assassinated just now, Changsun Qimu not only suffered external injuries, but also had serious internal injuries, and the old wounds would open, indicating that the injuries were only within the last few days.

Xuan Mei was stunned for a moment, as if she felt that this kind of Jing Ran should be the real son of the Deqin Palace, and then replied: "Although our Palace has information exchanges, the Ninth Princess is extremely powerful and has great means, I am afraid it will be difficult find out."

"En." Jing Ran was not surprised when he replied, after all, this is the land of the Changsun family, and continued to order: "Then go and check on Jin Yang and Jiang Baixi, and find out what secret actions and actions they have had since they came to Qingyue." whereabouts."

With the identity and ability of the eldest grandson Qimu, she really can't think of anyone in the entire Qingyue country who has the ability and courage to do something to her, and keep her injured and keep it secret.After much deliberation, only the names of Yu Jinyang and Jiang Boxi came to mind.

After Xuan Mei took the order, she floated up, Jing Ran stopped him as if remembering something, pointed behind her and asked, "Who owns the house next door?"

The location of the Deqin Prince's Mansion is secluded. Before she left the mansion, the surrounding area was very empty. Now the house was built out of thin air. At a glance, the land occupation, repair and style are not inferior to the Deqin Prince's Mansion. It must be some noble in Beijing. The house, the most important thing is that this house is almost built next to Prince Deqin's mansion, and there is only a wall separating it from her Qingye Pavilion.

A complex look appeared on Xuan Mei's face, she looked at Jing Ran and said quietly, "That mansion was built by the emperor three years ago, and he personally built the first soil for the Ninth Princess."

"..."

Alright, Jing Ran gritted his teeth, got up and walked out, the curtain was lifted with a crackling sound, and the hem of the clothes was blown up by a strong wind.

Xuan Mei hurriedly followed and asked, "My lord, where are you going?"

"Zhilanyuan, you go down!" Jing Ran flicked her sleeves, everyone was so black-hearted, if she didn't ask the old man to find out the situation, maybe someone would take over her old nest as soon as she opened her eyes tomorrow.

Xuan Mei felt relieved, and floated away from the palace.

——Zhilan Court.

As soon as the old prince of Deqin saw Jing Ran stepping in, he stretched out his fist and coughed twice. Jing Ran rolled his eyes immediately, went to the soft couch where Jiang Baixi sat in the morning, lifted his robe and sat down.

"Are you really sick?" Jing Ran looked suspiciously at Old Prince Deqin, and said in a bad tone.

The old prince Deqin was furious immediately, his beard flicked and he scolded: "Stinky girl, I'm not sick and you can't tell with your medical skills? What else is my old man lying to you for!"

Jing Ran snorted, noncommittal, and asked: "Then Jiang Baixi is really visiting the mansion today?"

The old prince Deqin snorted like her, and said vaguely: "Well, there must be some reason."

Jing Ran glared at him: "How big is this little? What kind of relationship do you have with the Ganqiu royal family?"

The old prince Deqin picked up the teacup and blew on it indifferently, and said: "It's just that I had a marriage contract with the deceased Empress Dowager Cihua in Ganqiu."

Jing Ran was stunned for a while, she never expected the so-called origin to be like this, and asked again: "Since I have a marriage contract with you, how come I became Ganqiu's queen mother again, and will we still be friends in the future?"

The old prince Deqin took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "It's just about my old man's love affairs when he was young, what do you want to ask about this, you stinky girl."

Jing Ran choked for a moment, and gave him a gouged look: "I don't want to hear it yet!"

Old Prince Deqin raised his beard with a smile, You said: "I heard that Miss Mu sent you back today?"

"Girl Mu?" Jing Ran took a look at the old prince Deqin: "That's the old emperor's daughter, you are so kind. Have you forgotten how my father and mother died?"

The old prince of Deqin snorted: "The old emperor is the old emperor, my old man can still tell the difference, Mu girl is not the same as those of the royal family, besides, she has been dealing with the Deqin palace in the dark all these years Quite a lot——" Old Prince Deqin paused, and squinted at Jing Ran: "Don't think that you can hide from my old man what happened when you were young, that girl must have really missed you for many years."

Jing Ran's eyebrows jumped, and she looked at the old prince Deqin in surprise: "Aren't you so confused that you really forgot that your granddaughter is actually a daughter?"

"What about the daughter? How can my old man's granddaughter be worse than a man!" Old Prince Deqin didn't care, knocking the teacup on the table casually.

Jing Ran directly got up and stepped in front of him in two steps, stretched out his hand and pulled his beard, and said bitterly: "Then Jiang Baixi came to the mansion today to wait for the rabbit, and then Jin Yang came down to pay homage, what happened?"

The old prince Deqin slapped her mischievous hand quickly, rubbing his chin and glaring at her while sucking in hiss: "Stinky girl! Do you know how to respect the elders!"

Jing Ran said angrily, "You stinky old man has the nerve to call me out for being disrespectful and shameless!" She doesn't know how much effort she has put in herself, is this stinky old man a good actor!

The old prince Deqin stroked his beard awkwardly, and rarely said seriously: "Girl, I still don't know what you mean. My old man has lived for 70 years. I haven't seen anything? Although the harmony of yin and yang is the right way in this world, some Things are destiny, if you don’t go with the flow and try, how will you know what will happen?”

Jing Ran looked at him in amazement for a long while. The old man's avant-garde thinking really impressed her, as if he was the one with the modern thinking of the 21st century, while she was the old feudal and pedantic.Could it be that this old man is also a person who traveled from modern times?

"Do you worship Chairman Mao?" Jing Ran blurted out subconsciously.

The old prince Deqin stared, and shouted: "Stinky girl, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, I understand!" Jing Ran rolled his eyelids, walked out neatly, paused, then turned around and asked, "Who do you entrust to the internal affairs and intelligence of the current hidden guards in the mansion?" Divided?"

The old prince Deqin waved over a sign and said, "Everyone is in your yard, you can use it yourself."

Jing Ran raised his hand to take the sign, and looked at it front and back. The whole body is pitch black, made of black iron, and it has been around for some years.

"How old are they, don't worry." Putting the brand into his arms, Jing Ran raised his eyebrows.

"You're going to come back anyway, so don't worry about it." The old prince Deqin lazily replied, "Besides, those two little girls are very careful, and I personally selected them for you. Can it be worse?"

Jing Ran was noncommittal, and walked out of Zhilan Garden.

Old Prince Deqin narrowed his eyes to look at her back, and muttered with some emotion: "Old man, old man, children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

The author has something to say: This chapter is also known as: Her Royal Highness's Little Black Heart.

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