Lu Anran didn't really want to find out other people's secrets, but she thought about what happened just now. If one of the two knew how to do Qing Kung, everything would be much easier.
For the royal family, practicing martial arts not only strengthens the body, but also avoids many dangers. Although there are usually close servants and secret guards around them, there are always unpredictable disasters.
For example, last time, if Zi Sangjin had some kung fu, Red Beard would not have succeeded so easily.
Only what you know how to do truly belongs to you.
Therefore, even Princess Ding'an has some tricks on her body, but as the prince, he has no power to tie the chicken, which is really unreasonable.
After Zi Sangjin's words, the two of them fell into relative silence. Listening to the branches crackling in the fire, they simply leaned against the mountain wall and closed their eyes to rest.
In the second half of the night, Lu Anran felt a little chilly. When she opened her eyes, she realized that the fire was about to go out. All the dead branches around her had been picked up, but there were still many on the ground near where Zi Sangjin was.
Lu Anran leaned over and just picked up a branch. He raised his eyes and looked into Sang Jin's dark eyes. His eyes were sharp and a little ruthless. He quickly touched the side and found nothing.
Only then did his consciousness wake up.
After Zi Sangjin saw clearly that it was Lu Anran, he rubbed his head and asked, "What are you doing?"
"The fire is out." Lu Anran refilled a few dead branches and said sideways: "With His Highness's vigilance, if His Highness had some skills, I might have killed His Highness on the spot just now."
Zi Sangjin leaned his head back, his voice a little hoarse in the quiet night, "I'm used to it."
The word "habitual" is ordinary, but it seems to carry an extremely heavy weight.
Maybe there is no one else except the two of them, and there is no need to worry about whether there are ears through the wall, and there is no need to be constantly vigilant about how one should be as a prince. It may also be because of a shared adversity, or two rare lucky moments tonight, Zi Sang. Jin had the desire to talk.
He just felt that sitting in a cave like this, in a shabby environment, with no food to eat, and with injuries on his body, was the peace he had never felt in his heart.
"I had an illness when I was four or five years old. It was just a common typhoid fever, but after drinking the medicine sent by the palace servants, the illness became more serious." Zi Sangjin talked about his own affairs, a little distant, with a look on his face. In a daze, "I later discovered that there was something extra mixed into the medicine, which was like chronic poisoning. The more I drank, the more toxins accumulated in my body."
He lowered his head and looked at his open palms. They were smooth and white, and there were no calluses on them like martial arts practitioners would have. "Later, the poison was eliminated, but the master said that his body was broken and he was not suitable for practicing martial arts anymore."
For this reason, Lu Anran didn't want to spy on what was going on in the palace, and she was sure that the inexplicable extra medicine must not have been misplaced by some imperial doctor with shaking hands.
"In the case of the Zhou family and Xue Tai, do you think that I am very scheming and have plotted against everyone?" Zi Sangjin laughed at himself, "Zi Sanghao is frank and cheerful, and Zi Sangyi is simple and straightforward. They all Unlike me, who works hard all day long and fights for power when he opens his eyes."
He looked at the dark night sky outside the cave. He didn't know when the heavy rain would stop, and only the drizzle was left. His voice was hollow, as if he was talking to Lu Anran, but in fact he was talking more to himself, "I was born to be a prince, but this Is it easy to be a prince? No one gave me a chance to choose, and I had no choice but to keep doing it."
Because once he loses his position as prince, it means that he will not survive.
"Behind Zi Sanghao's frankness and cheerfulness, there is Concubine Shu planning step by step. Zi Sangyi is a legitimate prince, and his biological mother is a queen. They are qualified to be innocent and kind." Zi Sangjin tilted his head, and his eyes filled the night, so dark. He has no bottom, his eyes are cold and deep, "I am not like them. The only one I can rely on is myself."
His biological mother was a princess of the former dynasty, and her mother's family had no support, which turned out to be a drag. He stood on a high platform piled with gold and jade. Others only saw the glamor, and no one knew. What he looked down at, the steps were made of swords and poisons. Composition, every step is stepped on a sharp knife, if you are not careful, your throat will be blocked.
Lu Anran couldn't describe that look accurately. It contained too many things, as if all the pressure she had carried for more than ten years was released in this look, and she felt that the air was filled with the smell of suffocation.
"Why did Your Highness want to tell me?" Lu Anran asked.
Zi Sangjin closed his eyes again and said calmly: "Maybe it's because you often face dead people and don't often deal with living people."
Lu Anran understood that no matter what the prince said tonight, after leaving here, he would still be the noble and noble prince, and she would still be a disciple of Jixia Palace Medical Bian Sect, the legitimate daughter of the Lu family, and the coroner of the Criminal Division.
It didn't matter what she said, these words were completely cut off from her.
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It rained heavily in the evening, but the next day it was sunny again, with sparkling water, fresh and green.
He He was worried that Nangong Zhi and the others were going the wrong way, so he decided to go with them.
Nangong Zhi put a mark on a tree and thought in his eyes, "Miss Hehe, do many people usually pass by here?"
He He shook his head, not knowing why he asked this, but Yun Qi already understood and answered: "There are traces of more than one or two people."
"Yes, although it's not very obvious, you can still see the details." Nangong Zhi pushed aside a large leaf and pointed to the footprints on the ground, "This print is relatively complete. Judging from the rhombus pattern at the bottom, this person should be wearing Brocade double-breasted shoes.”
This kind of shoes has high soles and rich upper colors, which are popular among some people. Ordinary people cannot afford to wear them. At least those with a small family income will wear them.
But if you drop a few threads or something, you can tell whether it's noble or low, and where it came from. Now there's only one sole pattern, so there's no way to delve into it.
There are still many such marks on the ground nearby, but they have been roughly wiped with something, and weeds cover them, making them difficult to notice.
It was originally a deserted forest with no one around, so deliberately erasing the traces was a bit deliberate.
He He said: "There probably were some in the past, but after the rumors of Yaksha's murder spread, no one dared to come. Not even the hunters would come here."
"Why?"
"Strange to say, after Yasha appeared, it was difficult to hunt larger prey in the forest. The king hunter in the village said that Yasha might have eaten all the birds and beasts in Diqiu."
Yunqi turned his eyes: "Yaksha eats people, so he doesn't have to erase the traces."
"It is indeed doubtful."
He He thought of something and said with an ahhh, "The forest where Xiu Fang got lost is almost in this area."
"Why did she come here?"
"When she heard people's voices, she followed them out of curiosity, but in the end she didn't find anyone. She accidentally stepped on a landslide and entered this place by mistake."
Yun Qi knew about this and didn't take it seriously at first, but after they came to the forest in person, they were a little confused, "She accidentally broke in from here?"
If they weren't familiar with Hehe leading the way, it would be difficult for them to find the way with just a topographic map. Is Xiufang really so lucky that she can always find the right one among countless forks?
He He frowned and thought carefully for a long time, "Actually, Xiu Fang also said something. I was afraid that you wouldn't believe it, and that the villagers would think she was an evildoer and cause rumors, so she only told me secretly."
Xiufang huddled up in a tree hole that was half a person tall that night. She was so frightened in the wilderness that she dared not fall asleep easily. It was almost dawn and she couldn't bear it anymore. Her eyelids became heavy and she began to doze off. In a daze, she heard There was a quarrel.
She was in a state of confusion at that time, and vaguely saw a tall man with a tall back arguing with a shorter woman. The woman's voice was too sharp for one or two words, which woke Xiufang.
Xiufang wanted to get up and take a look, but the two people disappeared on the spot. Instead, another figure with a slightly stooped back appeared. She thought it was an old man, but it turned out that the figure swayed left and right and walked very briskly.
Xiufang finally saw someone, and her fear disappeared. After chasing for a while, she didn't catch him, but she accidentally walked out another way.
After listening, Nangong Zhi frowned and said, "If it wasn't Xiu Fang's imagination... what other secrets are hidden in this forest?"
Lu Taotao wandered around the area and came back. He happened to hear it and casually said, "Hai, maybe Yaksha and his whole family live here. Didn't they say they appear and disappear without a trace?" It’s in line with the habits of a yaksha.” He said to himself and analyzed, and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense, “No wonder he eats it all at once, but he can’t feed a big family, there won’t be enough meat to share.”
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Coincidentally, Qi Shang and Feng Qing also successfully found a cave to take shelter from the rain the night before, but they were more unlucky and all their clothes were soaked.
The rain came so quickly and urgently that there was no time for anyone to react.
Feng Qing took off her outer robe and threw it to Qi Shang, her face turned pale from the cold, "What the hell is the weather and what the hell is this place? It's summer and it's still freezing cold."
Qi Shang inserted two large wooden stakes into the ground. He quickly took off his clothes and hung them on them. He turned around and saw Feng Qing shivering in her underwear. He said, "Young Master, please take off your inner clothes and bake them over the fire." It’s uncomfortable to dress like this.”
"Why don't you take it off? You want to see my young master's body for nothing. It's so beautiful!" Feng Qing curled her lips, not only did she not untie them, but she squeezed them tighter.
Qi Shang couldn't understand, "We are all men."
The little Marquis jumped to his feet, "What's wrong with men? Men have to take off their clothes and be honest with each other. Are you an exhibitionist?"
Qi Shang stood silent for a moment. He first took his inner coat and put it on the fire to bake. When his clothes were dried, Feng Qing's clothes were still dripping from the corners.
Feng glanced at it sideways. The young Marquis, who was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas and playing with all kinds of rare treasures, was now a little envious of the dry clothes that were worthless.
He leaned closer to the fire, almost letting the flames burn the back of his hands, and his face became darker, "The whole world is against me!"
Qi Shang walked over, with strong muscles under his wheat-colored skin without clothes. He looked particularly cold and hard. He handed over the clothes that were finally dried in his hand, "If you don't mind, little Marquis, you can put on mine first and put your clothes on." Change out of your wet clothes and I will dry them before wearing them again."
"Disgusting!" Feng Qing turned her face, "Who wants to wear something that smells so bad?"
After a cup of tea, Feng Qing wore Qi Shang's underwear, with her sleeves rolled up a few layers. She patted her stomach and said, "I'm hungry and thirsty. Go get me something to eat and drink."
After walking all the way, Qi Shang had a pretty good idea of the little Marquis's temperament. He was not bad at all, but his family was used to being arrogant and his body was too squeamish.
The squeamish little Marquis couldn't be hungry. Qi Shang picked a leaf above the cave entrance and prepared to bring him some rainwater to quench his thirst. Feng Qing reached out and grabbed something and threw it over, "There is a bowl here, why don't you insist on using leaves."
The ceramic bowl rolled three times on the ground, and when it stopped swinging, Feng Qing and Qi Shang looked at each other.
"Why is there a bowl here?"
