Han Qinglan was stunned by Danyang's question, and she was even more unprepared for the sudden attack of the little girl just a few feet away.
"you……"
Although he has slacked off a little bit due to the recent busy schedule, his body skills have become so proficient in the past few years that even ordinary masters can hardly get close to him. It is enough to prove that he is evenly matched with the masters from Ouchi around Xuande Emperor.
Therefore, how could the little princess, who only knew a few tricks and was always pampered, hurt him at all?
However, when he turned around to receive the attack, he saw the little girl's expression clearly, and his subordinates suddenly couldn't help but pause.
How could he offend this little ancestor? !
In order not to cause trouble, he immediately retreated, pretending not to catch the kick, and secretly used a clever trick to make the opponent's kick "solid".
"Oh, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
After being kicked, he fell backwards and hit the archway pillar of Dongjie Temple. While steadying his body, Han Qinglan asked the person in front of him with a wry smile.
Danyang kicked hard, and he was shocked.
He never expected that in the blink of an eye, his dusty footprints would be clearly imprinted on Han Qinglan's ribs.
She felt a little regretful for a moment, and her eyes wandered back and forth on the footprints on Han Qinglan's face and chest twice before she remembered to speak.
"...Uh, are you okay? I just wanted to..."
At this point, Danyang suddenly remembered that when the other party was seriously injured by a sword, he could still quietly bypass the secret guards around his uncle and the servants of the Duke's Mansion, and secretly enter the backyard.
With such good kung fu, how could he still be kicked by her?
Either he is stupid, or she is stupid!
Danyang realized that he had been tricked by Han Qinglan again, and his anger almost rushed out of Tianling Gai.
Fortunately, she still remembered the most important goal of her trip.
After taking two deep breaths, she finally suppressed her anger. She immediately calmed down and squeezed out a sentence through her teeth.
"Tell me, what exactly are you going to do by bringing me here?"
Han Qinglan heard a very calm voice of questioning, but his heart was instinctively shaken.
Although he was still confused, but seeing that it was not a good time to get to the bottom of things, he got off the donkey and answered all questions:
"We are here to disguise ourselves. Well, to be precise, the princess, you still need to change your outfit."
Danyang frowned for a moment, but before she could ask more questions, Han Qinglan circled her index finger and thumb and put them to her lips and whistled.
The lifelike cries of crows slowly came out from between two fingers. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes and only listened to it, probably no one would have thought that it was a sound that a human could make.
She knew about this kind of charlatanism when she was listening to a book in the teahouse, and it was the first time she saw it today.
Curiosity and surprise are true, but there is also an inexplicable fear of things that are getting increasingly out of control.
Then, before the vague fear in her heart could spread, a small figure suddenly rushed out of Dongjie Temple and took her hand in the blink of an eye.
"Brother, come with me."
A very well-behaved and lovely little girl looked up at Danyang and said this with a friendly smile, then turned around and pulled the person into the temple without any explanation.
The child is not very strong, and it is very easy for Danyang to break free. But such a warm smile and clean eyes made her unable to bear to break away.
While they were hesitating, the three of them had already passed through the Dongjie Temple and left the temple through the corner gate of the backyard that Danyang had never been to before.
What surprised Danyang was that on the other side of the door was a place that looked like a main hall in a temple.
"What exactly is this place?"
In doubt, she subconsciously asked, but before she could turn her head to look at the culprit who brought her here, there was another tug on the little hand in front of her that was guiding her.
"We haven't arrived yet, sister, come with me. We can change clothes only when we go there, and everything is ready. You are so handsome, you need to be a little more slick to look like a fishmonger."
Danyang was initially helpless because of the trouble. He wanted to comfort the little girl first and then go to Han Qinglan to settle the score, but when he only half-bent down, he froze when he heard the second half of the sentence.
"elder sister?"
Just as the little girl was waving her hands back and forth in front of the "stone statue" in confusion, the petrified Danyang suddenly straightened up, spun around like a top, and stared straight at someone behind him.
"Han, Qing, Lan, what do you want me to pretend to be?!"
At this time, Han Qinglan seemed to have been prepared. She stood a step away with her hands folded across her chest, looking at Danyang at leisure.
When he heard the question, which seemed to be burning with anger in every word, he just shrugged, chuckled and answered the question:
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. I thought you should have been mentally prepared for this when you agreed to what I said that it was only a try."
"you……"
After Danyang was angry for a moment, he closed his eyes and held his breath for a moment, then he suddenly opened his eyes and strode forward to within a punch of Han Qinglan. He gritted his teeth and smiled brightly and said "kindly":
"Very good. In order to find out the truth as soon as possible, I don't care about anything else. But right now, you must tell everything, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
…
Zizhu and his team of three had to line up almost in line to move forward smoothly in the narrow alley.
The low eaves are oppressive, and there are various debris blocking the road from time to time on the narrow road. The rainwater accumulated in the corner from the previous day still exudes a strange smell that is unclear whether it is bitter or fishy. .
Not to mention Mei Lan, who was looking around out of curiosity, even Zizhu, who was thinking about Princess Danyang, couldn't help but feel sick in his stomach at this time.
Holding her nose, she stepped over a cage that had been used to contain unknown objects. Zizhu, who was already full of anxiety and irritation, finally complained through grinding his teeth uncontrollably:
"What the hell is this place?! Are you taking us to a restaurant, or are you just kidding me?"
Tian Zhuo, who had been leading the way easily but was already five or six steps ahead of the two of them, finally stopped after hearing this. He turned around and looked at someone who was so angry that his face turned red. He blinked and said:
"Of course we're here to eat, why else would we spend so much effort? This path is a shortcut. You can go out by turning the corner in front, and then you'll be there."
That matter-of-fact attitude seemed to say that it didn't take any effort on his part to play with them!
Zizhu was furious when she heard this, but Mei Lan stepped forward to intervene between the two of them before she could get angry, and said with a smile on her face:
"Don't talk about other things now. When are we going to get there? If we don't get out of this alley, I will, ugh..."
She didn't wait for the last word. After inhaling more and more of the weird smell around her because she spoke loudly, she finally couldn't help the turmoil in her stomach.
Fortunately, he covered his mouth quickly enough and didn't let Zizhu next to him suffer any disaster. But the sound and the increasingly unpleasant smell actually stimulated Zizhu to retching at the same time.
Tian Zhuo was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the two little girls turned pale in the blink of an eye, he suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled them out of the last section of the journey one by one. At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter in confusion:
"You guys, is this too exaggerated? Does it smell that bad?"
