The adopted daughter returns with a new face

Mu Rongchen did not stop, but was very confused. Lan Rufeng's martial arts were soft yet strong, and every move could restrain his moves. This was the first time he had seen such kung fu.

"Mr. Lan, where did you learn the purse-grabbing technique from?"

"Is that the Lingfeng Weibu that Prince Rong mentioned? I created it when I was catching birds and rabbits in the mountains." Lan Rufeng talked nonsense.

"Really?" Mu Rongchen was obviously a little unconvinced, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with his answer. Kung Fu is something that can indeed be inspired and practiced by oneself.

Lan Rufeng rubbed his lips and said unhappily: "How dare I lie to you? My head is still hanging on my waist."

When Mu Rongchen heard Lan Rufeng say that he was old, he stopped walking and turned to stare at him. Lan Rufeng was stunned, as if he had said something wrong again. Several people watched Lan Rufeng turn around and pull out the tiger's hair again, and they were a little worried that they would fight again.

"Oh, when I say old, I don't mean that Prince Rong is old, but... but!!" Lan Rufeng wanted to explain and talk about seniority, but he was so scared that he stopped and laughed: "Prince Rong, don't misunderstand, I just said it casually, please don't take it seriously."

"Your Highness, business is more important. Young Master Lan is injured again." Liang Zichu spoke up to smooth things over, to prevent the two from fighting again over a disagreement.

"Yes, Your Highness, let's go back to the mansion first!" Lan Ruyun also helped to persuade Mu Rongchen. After all, Lan Rufeng was the savior of their Lan family, so they had to help.

"Ouch! Ouch! My chest hurts so much, my lungs must be injured." Lan Rufeng sighed, stroking his chest and walking forward.

"Ahem..." Lan Ruyun, Liang Zichu and Zhong Yan couldn't help but laugh when they saw Lan Rufeng pretending to be injured and running away. They could only cough twice to cover up their gaffe.

Mu Rongchen glanced at the three of them and turned away. This guy was simply not afraid of death. He just fought and forgot about it.

"Prince Rong, Crown Prince, General Liang, Zhong Yan will go back first." Zhong Yan didn't want to follow.

"By the way, tell mother and madam that we are going to Prince Rong's mansion." Lan Ruyun instructed Zhong Yan.

Zhong Yan nodded, watched the person disappear, and then took the other path back home.

Lan Rufeng walked for a while and then slowed down to wait for Mu Rongchen to walk ahead. If she rushed directly to Prince Rong's mansion, these guys would definitely suspect her again.

"My Lord, how far is it?" Lan Rufeng asked deliberately, with a look of despair on his face.

"It's not far, just across the street ahead." Lan Ruyun said with a smile, but seeing Lan Rufeng's reluctant face, she didn't know what to say.

"Oh!" Lan Rufeng responded, reaching out to take down the folding fan from his waist and gently waving it. A quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the gate of Prince Rong's mansion, looking at the two majestic lions and the vermilion lacquered gate in front of him, as if he were in another world.

"Mr. Lan..." Lan Ruyun saw Lan Rufeng suddenly stop and stare at the gate in a daze and called him.

"I'm sorry, I was surprised to see such a magnificent prince's palace. I'm a country boy! It's inevitable that I may be a little out of control, please forgive me!"

"Does he look like someone who has never seen the world?" Several people were secretly surprised when they heard this.

"Please come in!" Mu Rongchen glanced at Lan Rufeng and walked up the stairs.

Lan Rufeng smiled and followed, and Lan Ruyun and Liang Zichu then followed him into the palace.

"Your Highness, is this young man the Divine Doctor Lan?" When the butler Liu Youfa saw his master coming back to greet him, his eyes fell on the man in green wearing a half-silver mask.

Mu Rongchen nodded and ordered: "Send someone to notify Concubine Liang to come over, and tell the kitchen to prepare wine and food."

"Prince Rong, why are you so polite? Do you want to stay in your house for dinner?" Lan Rufeng was being sentimental. He glanced at Liu Youfa and walked into the hall.

Lan Ruyun discovered that Lan Rufeng, who was a man of few words in Zhong Yan's mouth, seemed to talk a lot when it came to Mu Rongchen, and all of his words were directed at Mu Rongchen, and he was particularly shameless.

Mu Rongchen didn't bother to pay attention to Lan Rufeng. He walked into the hall, waved to the maid who came to greet him, and sat down in the main seat.

Lan Rufeng came in and didn't bother to look at anything. He just sat down on the chair next to him, threw his fan on the table, and raised his hand to rub his left shoulder which was aching from being slapped.

The maid respectfully poured tea for the prince and a few others, then stepped aside to serve.

Mu Rongchen reached out to pick up the teacup, his eyes indifferently swept over Lan Rufeng who was rubbing his shoulder. This guy took the blow of his 50% power and just spit out blood. When he fought with him, he would use at most 50% to 60% of his power. If he went all out, this guy's kung fu was not much different from his. Although he looked young, his kung fu and internal strength were amazing.

Liang Zichu and Lan Ruyun also drank tea while watching Lan Rufeng rubbing his shoulders. The two of them might be able to tie him. This guy was younger than them, but he was more capable than them. The two of them felt a little unbalanced for a moment.

"Mr. Lan..." Liang Zichu called Lan Rufeng.

"General Liang, is there something wrong?" Lan Rufeng asked calmly, retracting her hand and looking at Liang Zichu. Did he know about what happened back then? If he knew...! Then she couldn't be blamed.

"I have just delivered an invitation to the prince's house. Mr. Lan is not here. My grandmother's birthday is in two days. My father wants Mr. Lan to accompany the prince to the house for a drink. I hope Mr. Lan will do me the honor of visiting my humble home for a gathering." Liang Zichu said with a smile.

"Invite her to attend the old lady's birthday banquet?" Lan Rufeng was a little surprised, looking at Liang Zichu and smiling: "General Liang, I have no relationship with your family, and I don't know General Liang's father. Why did he invite me to come to your house to attend the eldest princess' birthday banquet?"

"Young Master Lan has been kind to the Crown Princess, so my aunt asked my father to invite Young Master Lan to our house for a drink to express her gratitude." Liang Zichu brought his aunt out.

"Hasn't the emperor already rewarded me? I think it's unnecessary." Lan Rufeng refused indifferently, but in fact he was playing hard to get, so he could go and see the expressions of the Liang couple.

"It's rare for Young Master Lan to come to Beijing for a visit. It's good to have more friends in the world. And it happens to be the old lady's birthday, so many young masters in Beijing will go. It's also rare to listen to the famous Zhao family opera in Qingzhou, so let's go together." Lan Ruyun acted as a lobbyist.

"But I'm just a quack doctor, and I'm very poor." Lan Rufeng said as he spread his hands.

"He is saying that he is poor and has no money to give gifts." Several people looked at Lan Rufeng's actions and were speechless in their hearts.

"The old lady doesn't owe you that gift. Just go with Master Lan." Mu Rongchen said coldly.

"It's hard to refuse such a kind invitation. Then I'd better obey your order and go and ask for a drink." Lan Rufeng saw that Mu Rongchen had spoken, so he went along with it and didn't want to offend Liang Zichu.

"Mr. Lan, you are too polite." Liang Zichu was polite. He didn't realize that this guy spoke so directly. It was the first time he met such a person, and it was really difficult to deal with him for a while.

When Liang Zihan heard that Lan Rufeng was invited back by the prince, she hurriedly asked Zhihua and Ning Xin to help her dress up, and changed into a beautiful light pink dress and rushed over.

"Greetings, Concubine Liang." The maid outside the hall door saw Concubine Liang bowing.

Liang Zihan waved her hand, lifted her skirt and led two maids into the hall. When she came in, she glanced at the man on the left who was dressed in green and wearing a half silver mask, and stepped forward to greet him: "I greet the prince, Prince Lan, and my elder brother."

Zhihua and Ningxin also bowed to greet him and stepped aside to stand guard.