Evil Master and Disciple

Capital city, Yiningfang.

Prince Ning's Mansion.

This is the residence where Lin Yi established his government after he became an adult.

However, Lin Yi practiced in Yunhai Sect all year round and sometimes did not come back for three or four years. When he occasionally returned to the capital, he only stayed in the imperial city for a short time, so the Ning Wang Mansion seemed a bit deserted.

It has been a few days since Lin Yi was sent back to the capital. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew that Lin Yi could not live in the palace forever, so he sent people to clean up a few days ago and also delivered some daily necessities to Prince Ning's Mansion.

Lin Yi had no interest in torturing the little palace maid tonight.

Meeting Ye Feng and Hong Jiu in the capital made him unable to sleep or eat.

From the initial hatred, it gradually turned into worry.

He was worried that Ye Feng came to the capital this time just to target him.

If it were in the past, with his cultivation, he would naturally not be afraid of Ye Feng.

But now, his cultivation has been destroyed, his dantian has been shattered, and he is no different from an ordinary person.

If Ye Feng wanted to kill him, even if he was a prince, it would not be much more difficult than crushing an ant.

In the room, Lin Yi sat in front of the fireplace, his expression constantly changing.

He looked at the stove in front of him, his eyes filled with resentment and fear.

Without his cultivation, he needed to rely on a stove for even the most basic warmth.

Looking back to the past, it was cold at the top of Xingluo Peak, and he only needed to wear a single layer of clothes.

Lin Yi almost didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, Lin Yi called the housekeeper of Prince Ning's Mansion.

He was a fat old man who looked to be in his fifties. His name was Li Degui.

Over the years, the housekeeper Li Degui, his family and several servants have been guarding the Ning Wang Mansion.

Since Lin Yi was not in the capital for most of the year, he lived a very comfortable life.

Living in Lin Yi's big house, ordering servants around, he was so free and easy.

But Lin Yi came back and refused to leave, which disturbed the normal life of the butler.

He knew that the young prince had committed a crime in the Yunhai Sect and his cultivation had been abolished. It was impossible for him to continue practicing Taoism in this life, so the young prince's psychology began to become distorted.

After living in the palace for a while, he actually killed several palace maids.

Butler Li was worried that he would be killed by this capricious young prince because he had occupied the palace for many years and had done many presumptuous things.

He walked into Lin Yi's room tremblingly.

Lin Yi was still sitting in front of the fire, wearing a fur coat. There was no maid serving him in the room.

Butler Li came up to Lin Yi and said, "Young Prince, what is your command that you have summoned me to do?"

Lin Yi glanced at him and said, "I have been learning martial arts in Yunhai Sect for these years, and you have been managing the palace from top to bottom. Thank you for your hard work."

Steward Li immediately shook his head and said, "It's not hard, it's not hard. On the contrary, thanks to the young prince, I have been able to live peacefully these past few years."

"Just know that thanks to me, I will forgive you for what you did in the palace during my absence. Just be honest and work for me from now on."

Steward Li immediately knelt on the ground and said, "This old servant is loyal to the young prince and will be devoted to him..."

"Alright, alright, you're also an elder in the mansion, stop saying these heartfelt words, and get up."

Butler Li stood up tremblingly.

He felt secretly lucky, knowing that his second half of life would be stable.

Lin Yi said lazily: "There is something I want you to do."

"Young Prince, please give your orders."

"When I came back yesterday, I saw that there seemed to be a Rulin Inn to the north of Yiningfang. What's going on?"

"Rulin Inn? Ah, that used to be the residence of Yuan Ming, the Minister of Works. More than ten years ago, Yuan Ming was investigated for corruption, and he wanted to destroy the evidence, so he burned the house down. Later, the place was confiscated.

When Princess Changning came of age, she requested the mansion. She originally thought it was intended to be a princess residence, but the Empress was reluctant to see her move out of the Imperial City, so she turned the place into an inn, which she has been operating for seven or eight years.

"Oh, that posthouse turned out to be Changning's property. I was wondering who would open an inn in Yiningfang." Lin Yi showed a surprised expression.

Butler Li said, "The princess loves reading. Although it's called an inn, it's actually more like a library. Because the rent is so high, business has been slow, and the princess doesn't make much money in a year.

Occasionally, the princess would invite some scholars or the daughters of high-ranking officials in the capital to hold a tea party or poetry gathering there.

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Butler Li, send someone smart to the Rulin Inn to find out about the people who stayed there last night... Remember, we must be secretive and don't let them find out."

Although Butler Li didn't know who Lin Yi was looking for.

But this kind of work was too easy for him.

He immediately nodded in agreement.

Lin Yi gave a few more instructions and asked Butler Li to leave.

And he took out the book and started reading.

He was no longer able to pursue the path of cultivation, but he was unwilling to give up.

The feeling of possessing superhuman strength intoxicated him.

The shattering of the Dantian does not mean that one is completely out of the possibility of practicing Taoism.

He decided to follow the Confucian path.

Confucian practice does not require a Dantian or a spirit.

As a member of the royal family, he has unparalleled advantages in studying Confucianism.

That is luck.

Although it is said that those who have great luck cannot live long.

But now he has no chance of cultivating the truth or living a long life, so why would he care whether he dies at seventy or eighty?

Rulin Inn, backyard, plum garden.

Ye Feng held Sanzhier in his arms and slept until dawn.

The tranquility here is completely different from the inns we stayed in along the way.

Last night, after having dinner with Shuang'er and the others and drinking with Hong Jiu, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

He did not choose to practice, but fell asleep directly.

Brocade bedding, warm bed, and a faint fragrance.

It feels good.

I was sleeping soundly when the door was pushed open.

Ye Feng shuddered and immediately sat up from the bed.

Seeing who was coming, Ye Feng frowned.

"Tianqi, even if we're familiar with each other, you should still knock before entering. What if I'm taking a shower?"

"Haha, you? Taking a shower? You slob, you don't even take a shower for ten days or half a month, let alone taking a shower early in the morning.

Get up quickly, didn't we agree last night to go sightseeing in Beijing today?"

"We're going to stay in Beijing for a while. Why are you in such a hurry? We can go shopping some other day. I'll take a nap."

Ye Feng waved his hand to drive Shen Tianqi away, then covered his head and continued to sleep.

Shen Tianqi said dimly, "Alright then. You can sleep at the inn while we go visit Senior Xiaoli."

"Meeting Senior Xiaoli..."

Ye Feng poked his head out from under the quilt again, and then immediately turned over and got out of bed.

As he put on his shoes, he said, "I have to go for this, otherwise Sister Fairy will say I'm impolite!"

Seeing his impatience, Shen Tianqi said unhappily, "Just because I mentioned going to a brothel, you're so excited. You're amazing."