He Lan Tianxia

Prince Murong stayed with Yan'er at the Lihentian Pavilion for several days, but couldn't find any trace of a relationship between the Pavilion Master and his beloved concubine Yan'er, because the Pavilion Master had completely disappeared during those days. Was he intentionally avoiding him? The Pavilion Master didn't seem like that kind of good person. Was he backing down because of difficulties? It didn't seem like he was in any real trouble. To vanish into thin air just so that he and his concubine could stay with him? That was even more unlikely. Who would want someone else occupying their territory? Besides, his intuition told him that the Pavilion Master's eyes always held an undisguised doting affection for Yan'er.

Prince Murong regretted not removing his mask that day to see what kind of unknown face was hidden beneath. Had Yan'er ever seen that face? If it was more handsome than his, he would destroy it. He only allowed himself to be the one and only "handsome guy" in Yan'er's heart; even if he wanted to be second, it was not allowed. The more Murong Junlan thought about it, the more jealous he became. For the first time, he lost confidence in himself. He paced back and forth restlessly, and suddenly, with a crack, he knocked down the lotus ice sculpture on the opposite side of the cave wall. This startled Yan'er, who was playing with the fireball next to her, and she immediately stopped. She thought Prince Murong was jealous of the fireball guard.

"Where is the Pavilion Master?" Prince Murong suddenly asked, looking at the air.

Oh, so Prince Murong is upset that the Pavilion Master has been disrespectful to him. Yan'er then realized she hadn't seen the Pavilion Master for the past two days, so she waved to the fireball she had been playing with and asked:

"Where is your sect leader? How could he neglect our Prince Murong?"

Upon hearing this, the Fireball Guard wondered how a subordinate like himself could know where the Pavilion Master had gone. The Pavilion Master had only instructed that the two be treated well and that any conditions be met, without specifying how long it would take. The Fireball Guard glanced at the imposing figure inside, his face dark with anger, and without a second thought, he scurried away. This person, whose martial arts were comparable to the Pavilion Master's, had usurped the position, and even the Pavilion Master himself was nowhere to be found. He, a mere guard, truly couldn't afford to offend him.

After enjoying good food and drink for half a month, Prince Murong couldn't stand it anymore. Since they were avoiding him, there was no point in staying under their roof any longer. After breakfast that day, Prince Murong put his arm around Yan'er, who was playing with fireballs again, and tentatively said, "My beloved consort is having so much fun here that she doesn't want to leave. I miss Jiang He and Ling Yi."

"Oh, so Your Highness still remembers them. I thought you'd long forgotten about the pilgrimage while enjoying good food and drink." She had been feeling stifled for a while, but dared not utter a sound, assuming the prince was waiting for the sect leader to return and take revenge. Now that the prince had taken the initiative to leave, she smiled brightly, grabbed Murong Junlan's hand, and hopped to the door like a rabbit.

"Your Highness, please leave quickly, I'm so suffocated." A time for two should be romantic, but Murong Junlan always has a stern face that keeps strangers at bay. What romance can there be besides making people feel suffocated?

Seeing her eagerness to leave, Prince Murong's face, which had been clouded for half a month, finally brightened up and became sunny. He had thought his beloved concubine had been waiting for the Pavilion Master to return, but it turned out she didn't want to stay here either. She should have said so earlier! He had been jealous for half a month, and he was almost turning into a jealous maniac.

With a beaming smile, Prince Murong grabbed Yan'er's hand and hurriedly walked out of the grand stone gate of Lihentian Pavilion. He jumped onto the small painted boat moored at the shore, then turned and invited his beloved concubine Yan'er aboard. As soon as they were seated, the boat automatically headed towards Lihen Lake.

Murong Junlan and Yan'er knew that the Fireball Guards were rowing the boat and were not surprised. However, when they looked at the vast expanse of misty waves, their previously sunny faces froze. They saw that the Pavilion Master had lifted the gauze curtain of the side window of the small painted boat and was brewing fragrant tea with great interest. The aroma of snow lotus flowers wafted on the lake breeze, making them feel relaxed and happy.