What are you making a fuss about?

He continued to read the article seriously, "The two resigned from their false fame, visited famous mountains and rivers, enjoyed all the customs of Kyushu, and spent their lives recklessly romantic."

"Envy?" Jing Zhao asked.

Xie Ling paused, "I can't say I'm envious, what I yearn for most is the life in the palace."

"In the palace?" Jing Zhao put down his pen.

"That's right, I heard that all the ladies in the palace are beautiful, tsk tsk tsk." Xie Ling clasped her hands, "It will be interesting if you can marry into the palace and compete with those powerful people." Xie Ling There was a little hope in his eyes.

Jing Zhao snorted, "Do you like watching Gong Dou?"

"None of your business." Xie Ling shook her head.

"With your brain, you can't survive three months in the palace." Jing Zhao retorted.

Xie Ling rolled his eyes at him, "If there are ghosts and ghosts in the palace, I will also be able to surpass life and cross souls, so how can I live for only three months?"

"You look so strange, you can't enter the palace, even if you enter the palace, you will be a court lady at most." Jing Zhao lowered his head and continued to draw.

Xie Ling snorted, "Even if you are a court lady, you can still counterattack and become a generation of favorite concubines. The books on this subject have been widely circulated in the past few years. Besides, I am more beautiful than the most beautiful martial arts. Wulin, if you want to enter your old Jing's house, you are lucky."

"Don't worry, our old Jing family doesn't want this kind of luck." Jing Zhao complained in his heart: You are such a disaster star, you are really lucky.After thinking for a while, he scolded again: "You are the only one who still looks amazing in the martial arts world? Are you really no one in the martial arts world?"

Xie Ling took a deep breath, "I... I was praised by Yanjue Wulin himself. You have eyes but no eyes, and you can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness."

Jing Zhao put down his pen again, and said calmly, "With all due respect, I think you are creating something out of nothing."

Xie Ling was stunned for a moment, and said: "You have grown up like you, how dare you say me?" I was personally certified by "Yanjue Wulin".

Xie Ling didn't give Jing Zhao a chance to retaliate, and quickly added: "There are eyes but no pearls."

After hearing this, Jing Zhao was not angry at all, and replied leisurely: "Even if I look so ordinary as you said, there are still people rushing to marry me."

"Take off your identity as prince, you are useless." Xie Ling shook her head disdainfully.

Jing Zhao rubbed his neck, "If I'm not the Third Prince, I'm still the Pavilion Master of Qianshu Pavilion. If you're not Xie Yushen's younger sister, what are you left with?"

"I can live alone in the rivers and lakes, can you, Jiao Jiaoer?"

Jing Zhao was taken aback for a moment, as if he had never been alone in the rivers and lakes, Xie Ling said, "Have you ever feared being homeless? Have you ever smelled the fragrance of millet? Can you tell the real copper coins from fake ones? You run away." Passing by? Is there anyone in the world who believes that you are willing to entrust your life to you? Is there any?"

Jing Zhao said nothing.

Xie Ling turned her head and looked at the story again. The world exaggerated the happiness of the two, telling the story of a love that would not care about one's own safety or expect anything in return.

In fact, it's not all like that, Xie Ling knew that after being together for a long time, the two of them would change from the fiery admiration at the beginning to the gentle warmth, and then it would no longer be so intense, and slowly become together, and become a family relationship.

"Do you really want to enter the palace?"

"Huh?" Xie Ling didn't hear clearly, and turned her head slowly, "What are you talking about?"

Jing Zhao raised his eyebrows, "Do you really want to enter the palace?"

"Hmm..." Xie Ling thought for a while, but couldn't give a definite answer, so she could only reply, "What's none of your business?"

"I'm worried that you will come into the palace and harm my brother."

"Oh, I can't enter the palace for the time being, I still have tasks to complete." Xie Ling said calmly, if you really want to cause harm, you can't stop it.

Jing Zhao wondered: Why did he suddenly become kind?

"Don't think about it, there are already three concubines and three concubines plus countless maids in the harem of the Holy Lord. The emperor and the empress are deeply in love with each other. You have no chance."

"Tch, isn't the birth of a generation of favorite concubines a matter of going through five trials and beheading six generals, and constantly being promoted along the way. It's not that easy." Xie Ling clasped her hands, and in the book she had read, every person who had the last laugh, The background is not good, Gong Dou just wants to enjoy the process, and she is the queen when she comes up, what's the point of that.

Jing Zhao was speechless, so he ignored her.

Xie Ling thought for a while and asked, "What is the reign name of the current emperor?"

"Chengde." Jing Zhao put down the pen, turned the drawing around, looked left and right, and said, "Do you Kunlun Taixu Dao live in the Peach Blossom Spring? Don't you know that there is Han, regardless of Wei and Jin?"

"Cut, is this important to us cultivators? It's useless at all." Xie Ling took out a box of cinnabar and a bamboo brush from the cloth bag at his waist, spread the yellow paper on the floor, and prepared to draw a few symbol.

"What are you doing?" Jing Zhao glanced at it.

"Reply a letter to my master, lest he come and arrest me." Xie Ling bit the pen, dipped her fingertips in cinnabar and made gestures on the yellow paper.

Jing Yun stretched his neck to have a look, and said disgustedly: "Does anyone recognize what is painted?"

"It's as long as it's recognized by others." Xie Ling wiped her handles, picked up the bamboo brush and ran to Jing Zhao, put the nib of the brush into a dish of clear water to moisten it.

"Hey, it's still the Duan inkstone." Xie Ling slowly dipped the bamboo brush into the ink, and only a few plum blossoms were carved on the inkstone, which was completely inconsistent with this person's flamboyant personality.

Jing Zhao said, "This is a gift from Xiu Ming, and you know what to buy."

Xie Ling quickly licked the ink and picked up the brush. She had to know the goods. Song Qingcha's favorite thing was to collect inkstones. Her family had at least a hundred inkstones, so now she only needs to look at one inkstone to know whether it is good or not.

Xie Ling quickly wrote a few words on the yellow paper, then turned around and asked Jing Zhao, "Chengde... how old is it?"

Jing Zhao didn't raise his head, "Six years."

Kunshan Taixu Road (final)

Xie Ling folded the yellow paper in half and lit it, a wisp of blue smoke floated out, circled around the tip of the pen a few times, and flew out of the window.

"Do you know what Xie Yushen wants the Shennong Ding to do?" Xie Ling asked.

Jing Zhao cut off a small piece of the drawing and said, "I don't know."

Xie Ling stood beside the brush-washing pool in the yard, "You don't need this for refining poison, do you?"

Jing Zhao accepted the items on the case, "We never ask about the employer's purpose."

"He didn't tell you?" Jing Zhao raised his head.

Xie Ling flicked the bamboo pen, and said: "I only asked about him, but my father asked me to watch him."

"Your father wants you to watch him? You don't have to." Jing Zhao laughed.

Xie Ling glanced at the blueprints on the table lightly, and asked again: "Isn't the thing you made harmful?"

"Shen Nong Cauldron, have you heard of Shen Nong? It's made to boil medicine." Jing Zhao said helplessly.

"Wouldn't it be possible to refine something weird?"

"See how he uses it." Jing Zhao changed a pen and continued to draw.

Xie Ling asked again, "Can I refine my soul?"

"This can't." Jing Zhao raised his hand to dip in the ink, "but the spirit tripod can, but no one in the world can make a spirit tripod anymore."

Xie Ling dried the bamboo pen and put it back into the cloth bag, "Why?"

"Because the last person in the rivers and lakes who can build a spirit cauldron was accepted by me, and I won't allow him to build it."

Xie Ling: "..."

Jing Zhao said again: "The Lingding cauldron harms people. It is a real crooked way. The real crooked way should not exist in the world."

Xie Ling was in a daze, "My father also said this."

Jing Zhao smiled, "Your father and my hero see the same thing."

Xie Ling recovered, "My father is much better than you."

Jing Zhao laughed and remained silent.

The corner of Xie Ling's mouth raised, "My father was written into a story and spread in the rivers and lakes."

"What's your father's story?" Jing Zhao put down his pen and glanced at her.

"I'm envious of others' love for the world." Xie Ling raised her head slightly.

Jing Zhao shrugged, Xie Ling pointed to the mica screen, "Here, the world writes so beautifully."

"This is your parents?" Jing Zhao was a little surprised, and strode to the screen.

"Yes, my surname is also Xie, isn't it a coincidence." Xie Ling blinked mischievously.

Jing Zhao twitched his mouth, pointed at the screen and said, "Is your father really Xie Chongyuan? If so..."

"How? Your story has no beginning and no end. It only talks about their togetherness. It doesn't talk about the food, rice, oil and salt after the two of them retired, and it doesn't talk about me." Xie Ling laughed.

"Besides, it's not as beautiful as the world says." Xie Ling nodded the screen.

Jing Zhao couldn't say a word, Xie Ling sighed lightly, and said leisurely: "Actually, there will be disagreements and quarrels."

"Which couple doesn't quarrel, even if they quarrel, it's enviable." Jing Zhao spoke sincerely.

Xie Ling looked at the pair of people depicted on the screen, and murmured: "I haven't been back for a long time."

Jing Zhao sighed, "Do your parents treat you well?"

"Okay, you just think I'm annoying."

"Then why are you sighing?" Jing Zhao clasped his hands.

"I'm just sighing, how could this ordinary relationship be so moving in these scriptures? Isn't it just a story of two people seeing each other and working hard to be together? There are so many lovers in the world Forget it, this is actually quite widespread.”

Jing Zhao said leisurely: "The outstanding ones are enviable. People always look for things they want but don't have in books."

Xie Ling stared blankly at the screen, and asked after a while: "Then why did you hang it here?"

"What do they have that you don't?"

Jing Zhao was startled when he heard the words, thought for a while and said, "This is from my mother."

"Your mother is the imperial concubine?"

"Yes." Jing Zhao nodded.

"Then tell me the story in the palace, and I'll exchange my story in Jianghu with you." Xie Ling's eyes lit up.

Jing Zhao took a few steps back and said, "Nothing exciting."

"Actually, I also asked about the affairs in Xiuming Palace before, but Xie Yushen didn't let me ask." Xie Ling supported her head, showing distressed expression.

"What's the relationship between Xie Yushen and Xiu Ming?" Jing Zhao asked inexplicably.

Xie Ling turned around and sat on the wicker chair, and replied: "My friend."

"Just friends?" Jing Zhao frowned.

"Otherwise... what is it, what else can it be?"