He Lan Tianxia

As Yan'er was about to leave, the Pavilion Master suddenly leaped into the middle of the fireballs, then spun out again, holding a jar of Crimson Spirit Spring Water. The fireballs tilted and swayed, showing how ruthless the Pavilion Master was.

"If you drink this cup of Crimson Spirit Spring water with the brewed Snow Lotus Tea for a hundred days, Princess Yan'er's poison should be mostly neutralized. If the Spirit Pearl in her body can absorb the remaining poison, it might be able to cure her completely."

The Pavilion Master swayed slightly, but he concealed it by putting the Crimson Spirit Spring water into the cloth bag. He tightened the bag again, and it shrank by a third. Strange, this bag was no longer the Demon Lord's bag. Could it be that the bags could sense each other? This is mysterious.

The pavilion master handed the cloth bag to Murong Junlan, then bowed with both hands and said, "Your Highness, the princess will take her leave now. Your brother will not see you off any further. We will never meet again."

"May I have the honor of seeing the face of the Pavilion Master's uncle?" Murong Junlan looked at the unusually sharp eyes under the tiger and wolf mask. He really wanted to see the face behind those sharp eyes. This time, it wasn't out of jealousy, but purely out of a desire to see.

"Your Highness need not worry about my appearance. Just remember that having a brother-in-law like me is already a great favor to me. Farewell."

As soon as the Pavilion Master finished speaking, the Lake of Parting Sorrow suddenly went dark. Murong Junlan and Yan'er felt the small painted boat moving slowly. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, dawn suddenly broke in front of them. They had actually arrived at the first level of the Ice Lotus Lake. Jiang He, who had not seen them for a long time, was craning his neck and looking around. When he saw Prince Murong and Princess, Jiang He smiled foolishly.

"Your Highness and Your Highness, we've finally found you."

When Yan'er saw Jiang He's tired face, she suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart. Jiang He had obviously lost a lot of weight.

"It's only been a month, isn't it? Does a grown man who practices martial arts need to act so pathetically?" Murong Junlan coldly retorted.

Jiang He choked, then looked at Murong Junlan and the Princess, and said a complaint that made Murong Junlan and Yan'er gasp in surprise:

"Your Highness, are you so happy that you've forgotten about home? Half a year has already passed."

"Half a year?" Murong Junlan looked surprised. He turned to look at Yan'er beside him. "My beloved concubine, has it been that long?"

"No," Yan'er replied, looking equally bewildered.

“Your Highness, look for yourselves.” Jiang He pointed to the snow lotus flowers in the snow lotus pond. “The snow lotus flowers have all bloomed, and the lotus seeds are ripe.”

Jiang He casually picked a lotus seedpod and handed it to Prince Murong. Only then did Murong Junlan realize that the ice and snow lotus in the pond had indeed borne fruit, although a few that had missed their peak bloom were still buds.

"Hmm, these ice-cold lotus seeds are quite good. A refreshing and cool fragrance goes straight into my lungs, and my whole body feels refreshed and comfortable."

Murong Junlan and the others looked back and saw that the small painted boat that had just come out was gone, and even the cave entrance that had led out had suddenly disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of white ice and snow in front of them.

Where's the white-haired woman? Where's the woman with the twin snow swords? And what about the gorilla? Are they all trapped at the bottom of the cave?

Murong Junlan was puzzled when four hands crawled out of the snow cracks not far away. As soon as the two girls popped their heads out, the gorilla stomped on them with one foot and one head, and leaped out with a whoosh. The scene was as swift as the birth of Sun Wukong. However, it then stomped the two newly emerged heads back down.

"My beloved concubine, let's go." Murong Junlan swept his long arm around Yan'er and started running across the snow. He planned to leave this place quickly before those two abnormal women caught up.

Jiang He followed closely behind Murong Junlan and the others as a guard. Only Jiang He himself knew how helpless and desperate he had felt during the past six months in the Ice Lotus Pond. However, he believed that Prince Murong and Princess Consort would not have disappeared in the Ice Lotus Pond and were definitely alive.

Jiang He put another ripe lotus seedpod into his mouth and bit down hard, trying desperately to make it all seem real.

"Your legs have become weak after only half a year? Keep up." Murong Junlan felt that Jiang He was dawdling, so she threw out a sentence to him rather rudely.

After hearing this, Jiang He's tired face finally broke into a happy smile. He knew this was the real Prince Murong, because the prince never held back when he spoke.

Ha. Your Highness, is the princess you're holding in your arms the real one this time? Don't bring back a fake one, okay?

"My beloved concubine, Guard Jiang suspects you are not telling the truth. Why don't you take the initiative to prove yourself to him?"