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"No, since Master Tai has something to say, it doesn't matter if I go."

Tan Feng has always respected Master Jing'an the most, and he was inevitably a little angry at what Zhao Wuling said, blaming Zhao Wuling for being nosy.

Zhao Wuling glanced at him and turned a blind eye.

Seeing this scene, Jing'an also felt that it was not appropriate to gossip at this time, so he asked Qin Feng to have lunch first.

"You two, please go and have a meal."

Tan Feng nodded: "Yes."

Naturally, the young Marquis prepared meals separately, but Qin Feng was not so particular. He went to the door and squatted with the alms bowl in his hand. After a few moments, he ate it up, licked the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, and turned around in a sly manner. Staring at Zhao Wuling at the table.

Maybe he was angry because of what happened just now, but Zhao Wuling ignored him.

Tan Feng believed that he was a man of character, so he went to the kitchen to look for something to eat. He only found a piece of rice cake as big as his thumb, which was not enough for him to stuff between his teeth.

After leaving the kitchen, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Why did he eat so much today?In the past, half a bowl was full, but now a full bowl is only half full, which is really strange.

"hey-hey."

He sat down opposite Zhao Wuling, staring at the tempting vegetarian food on the table, looking flattering.

"There's so much, you can't finish it by yourself, right?"

Zhao Wuling responded without raising his head: "Well, that's a bit much."

Hearing this, Tan Feng was overjoyed, his eyes were shining and he wanted to dive into the vegetables to eat. This made him suspect that he had become a greedy pig.

Who put the curse on him?
I was restraining myself in my heart, but my mouth was tempting me: "If you can't finish eating, why not"

"You can feed the pigs."

Zhao Wuling said so.

After being interrupted, Qin Feng still did not give up and said: "There are no pigs on the mountain."

"is it?"

"alright."

Zhao Wuling then raised his eyes to look at him and said casually: "It doesn't matter, there is a dog in the temple, his name is Ah Huang. He has a big appetite today, and the kitchen does not give him much dog food, so I will leave this to him." .”

"is it?"

The smile on Tan Feng's face froze instantly, and he pinched his chopsticks hard.

Zhao Wuling: "Yeah."

After saying a few words, he saw that there was no hope of begging for food. He walked back to the kitchen in despair, drank two large gourds of mountain spring water, and went to find Master Jing'an angrily.

A great benevolent man came to the temple. Master Jing'an couldn't leave, so he wandered around, teasing the goldfish in the pond, straightening the incense that had fallen in the incense burner, and walked to the tree to tie a string for the little girl alone. The prayer belt points out the shortcut for pilgrims who are anxious to go down the mountain.
His mood waned, so he sat on the low brick wall on both sides of the stairs.

Opposite him, there was a brick embedded in it that was very inconsistent. He stared at it for a long time before slowly getting up and looking for Ah Huang.

As expected, Zhao Wuling's subordinates were feeding Ah Huang, and he suddenly felt that his eyes were black. He really couldn't compare to a dog. At this time, Ah Huang raised the dog's head to watch him pass by, wagging its tail crazily, feeling very happy.

"Damn dog, what are you showing off for?"

He went straight to the bedroom, picked up a pen and copied Buddhist scriptures, and concentrated on it.

When it came time for dinner, he originally thought about asking for more food, but the extra hunger at noon disappeared and he returned to his normal appetite.

No more humble begging!
When passing by, I asked about Zhao Wuling, but was told by the guard: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Wu Liangdi are here to offer incense. The Young Master is accompanying them in front. If Young Master Tan has anything to do, he can come back later."

"You mean, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Wu Liangdi?" Thinking of the Yuhua poison, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"That's right." the guard replied.

It was easy for him to say, so he asked again: "Why didn't the Crown Princess come with you?"

The guard glared at him and warned coldly: "Second Young Master Tan, it's better not to inquire about the affairs in the palace."

Tan Feng smiled uninhibitedly and responded repeatedly.

As a good man and a prince, Master Jing'an had no free time all day, so he sat in the yard until dark, then went back to the house to prepare for bed. Here, he always used to take off the human skin mask. Next, when I slept until midnight, there were three sudden knocks at the window.

The black eyes suddenly broke away, silently walked to the window with bare feet, and asked through the window: "Who?"

"Wubai."

Tan Feng frowned, how could it be him?
"What happened?"

"The people from the royal court are here to take Princess Guhali back to Rouran. The princess asked me to come to you to save her."

It came quickly!
But after hearing this, Qin Feng found it funny: "You are her personal bodyguard, can't even a few Rouran people defeat you?"

Wu Bai was a little anxious, and explained stumblingly: "No, I can beat them, but Princess Guhali said that they still have back-ups. Even if I fight them off, I can't protect the princess, so I can only let You deal with it.”

"Understood, just wait for me for a while."

After that, he went back and put on his night clothes. In order not to attract attention, there were no candles in the house, so he was a little slow when putting on the mask. The black and white outside the window urged: "Hurry up, they will chop Guhari. The princess took her hands and took Rouran back by force."

When it didn't fit, he took it off and put it on again.

On the other side, the black and white reminder came again: "I beg you to hurry up. If the princess is captured and taken back to Rouran, the royal court will not let her go."

She explained impatiently: "So what if I don't let her go? If your Great Khan wants to get married, she will go to the Central Plains again by then."

Wu Bai turned to the door and replied more urgently: "No, the queen has been secretly sabotaging the marriage, but many princes will kill Princess Guhali."

The hand holding the human skin mask suddenly paused.

The reason why Li Yingyu sent a letter to Rouran to inform Gu Hali about Gu Hali's whereabouts was not because he couldn't win Gu Hali's heart. In order to prevent Gu Hali from falling in love with the emperor or other princes, he had to let Gu Hali return temporarily. Go Rouran.

Because so far, the chance of getting married to the princess in the East Palace is greater.

As long as the emperor gives the order, even if the true identity of Guhari is known by then, it will be a done deal, and the emperor will not be able to do anything because of the royal face.

However, Li Yingyu was still too optimistic. Lou Yuan's status in the royal court was not high. Apart from Duoduo Khan, the only person in charge of the royal court was the queen. The queen and the prince Keduo from the queen were the main war faction and had no intention of getting married.

Years ago, the time Gu Shan was seriously injured was not by Guhali's people, but by bandits disguised as Prince Kedo's men. If he hadn't happened to pass by, the sound of Gu Yun's horse hooves disturbed them, and Ina took the opportunity to escape from the knife edge. He escaped and ran to seek help, fearing that both of them would die in the wilderness.

Therefore, Lou Yuan bringing Gu Hali back to the royal court was like sending a sheep back to the wolf's mouth.

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Yangzhou Lake.

Guhari sat in front of the case. The room was filled with people from Rouran. These people were armed with scimitars and were well-trained in guarding every corner. They stared at Guhari with wolf-like eyes and completely stopped her from trying to rush out. The thought of screaming for help.

Fortunately, Wu Bai had already gone to spread the news, so Guhali took his time to mediate with him.

"Bahuan, how long will they keep guard?"

The leader of the group was called Ba Huan. He was a big man with a beard and a scar on the left side of his face. Among them, he was the only one who was not holding a scimitar.

Ba Huan's voice was rough, as if there was sand in his mouth as he replied: "Stand by until the princess agrees to come back to the royal court with us."