The prince is very cruel

When it was almost dawn, Roland quietly left Guan Ning's small building.

Logically speaking, he should be tired after not sleeping all night, but Roland was radiant, with rosy skin and fair skin, and his eyes and eyebrows seemed to have never been so charming in his life.

After a few hours, the sun was already shining on my butt.

"Xinyue!"

"Xinyue!"

"Why don't you answer when I call you?" Guan Ning stopped her on the bluestone path.

Lou Xinyue said indifferently: "If you call me, do I need to agree?"

His cold attitude was definitely not a joke. It was as if the relationship that had been heating up in recent days had returned to square one. Guan Ning frowned and asked, "I didn't provoke you, did I?"

"what happened to you?"

"I'm on fire."

Lou Xinyue was cold and walked around him: "I have something else to do."

"What can you do? Didn't you agree to go with me to see the Bashan Patriarch?"

"Who told you?"

Guan Ning reached out to pull her wrist.

Wow!

Lou Xinyue instinctively shook him off, her brows furrowed tightly as she said, "Have some self-respect!"

Guan Ning was completely stunned. What happened to this woman? Wasn't her period not long over? And it came again?

Watching Lou Xinyue leave indifferently, he was confused. Wasn't she fine last night? On ordinary days, if he pulled her, as long as he didn't touch her, wouldn't it be okay?

"Tsk, a woman's heart is as deep as the sea!"

"This iceberg sister is not easy to win over." He sighed, then shook his head and went to the ancestral hall alone.

What he didn't know was that Lou Xinyue was next door last night and didn't fall asleep!

Lou Xinyue looked at the lights and thought Guan Ning's injury had relapsed and he couldn't sleep. She planned to take a look, but she saw Roland kneeling down to him through the crack in the window...

It was also that scene that froze her icy heart, which had begun to melt, again. She felt annoyed just looking at Guan Ning.

A quarter of an hour later, at Bashan Ancestral Hall.

Ancient, solemn and majestic is the main theme here, but as the gray-robed old man took him deeper, the scene became more casual.

This is a small courtyard in the back mountain. There are only two lonely tiled houses. The right side is surrounded by a fence. There are some chickens and ducks raised inside. There is also a green stone table in the open space. There is a huge pine tree planted near the cliff.

At first glance, it looks like a secluded place.

"Hahaha, little brother Ning Fei, you are here." The old ancestor's hearty laughter rang out.

"Greetings, ancestor." Guan Ning saluted.

"Come here and sit with me." The old ancestor was very calm and treated Guan Ning like his own descendant.

"Go ahead, Mr. Ning, you are the first person who can come here." The old man in gray is named Lao Song. He has been protecting the ancestor since he was a teenager.

Guan Ning was surprised when he heard this: "Where's Brother Nie?"

"He has never been here either. People from the Nine Clans have only been to the ancestral hall." said the old man in gray.

Guan Ning was shocked and couldn't help but think of what the ancestor wanted to tell him. Could it be something big?

He walked quickly to the ancestor of Bashan and bowed before sitting down.

"Ancestor, this place is truly picturesque, and truly otherworldly. When spring arrives, I'm afraid even cranes will descend upon it."

"Hahaha, little guy, I love listening to you." The old ancestor laughed and sat on the armchair, as peaceful as an ordinary old man.

Who would have thought that an old man living in such poverty was actually the ancestor of the Ba people, the person with the highest status in the entire Shu land, and even the emperor had to greet and comfort him every year.

"Haha." Guan Ning laughed too. Although they had not been together for long, he had developed an inexplicable trust and familiarity with the ancestor of Bashan.

"Come, try the tea I brewed myself." The old man poured it for Guan Ning personally with his aged hands.

Guan Ning was flattered and quickly continued, thinking, could it be that this old ancestor wants me to do something?

Crash.

The hot tea is boiling and white smoke is rising.

"Try it."

Guan Ning took a sip, and immediately the fragrance of tea lingered between his lips and teeth, and then entered his brain. He was amazed: "Good tea, this is definitely better than the tribute tea in the capital!"

"Hahaha, it seems that you, little one, are also someone who understands tea."

"To be honest, my tea is better than the one in the capital. It comes from the only thousand-year-old tea tree on Shu Peak, and only a few dozen kilograms are produced every year." The old ancestor said with a smile.