His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 593 Master, Good Morning!
Lan Xiyan curled her lips, her eyes were filled with sadness when she saw the chain bridge on the edge of the cliff.

"Brother, you have spiritual power. Crossing the chain bridge is like flying, but I'm just an ordinary person and I don't have spiritual power. It would be great if I could come here without losing my life."

Lan Xiyan curled her lips and was about to leave after speaking.

"Okay, practice hard, and you will reach that level in the future. Although you didn't succeed in paying your respects today, let's go see Master. Master is fishing in the lotus pond on the back mountain of Wuqing Palace. In addition..."

Gong Yechen didn't blame Lan Xiyan, he encouraged her while talking about Di Shiyan's whereabouts.

Seeing that her palm was still bleeding, he was about to take out the wound medicine for her, Lan Xiyan thanked him, but she had already quickly ran to the back mountain.

The hand that was raised in mid-air had to be put down, looking at Lan Xiyan's figure running away, Gong Yechen sighed slightly, looking at the blood that flowed from Lan Xiyan's palm on the ground just now, a complex flash of light flashed in his eyes. look.

Something in the left atrium seemed to be fermenting quietly, astringent and sour.

But he didn't know what kind of feeling that was.

Lan Xiyan quickly ran towards the back hill of Wuqing Palace, completely forgetting the pain in her palm.

From afar, she saw a white figure sitting on the edge of the lotus pond.

It is early summer now, not the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom, but the lotus pond in front of me is full of lotus flowers, a large piece of which is next to each other, covering the whole lotus pond.

Pink flowers bloom on the water, one by one, the breeze blows, the fragrance of white lotus, the faint fragrance of lotus rushes into the nose, refreshing.

By the pond, Di Shiyan sat on a rocking chair, his tall and long body sank into the chair, and his loose white robe flowed down on the ground, like a painting.

There are snacks and tea on a small table next to it.

A ceramic teapot jumped up again and again to fill the teacup with water. Di Shiyan reached out to pick up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp. Then he put the teacup on the table. The teapot repeated the action just now, again and again Pour tea.

The fishing rod in front of him was quietly inserted on the ground, and the fishing line was floating on the water without any movement.

Di Shiyan's face was light and calm, his lavender eyes were cold, looking at the water, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, he just smiled and said nothing.

Looking at the scene by the pond, Lan Xiyan couldn't help feeling a little dazed, and slowed down her pace.

Such a scene as poetic and picturesque, like a fairyland in a painting, makes people reluctant to disturb it.

Di Shiyan is like a fairy, noble and holy, making people want to worship him.

Stay away from the world of mortals, don't care about world affairs, live in seclusion in this ruthless palace, with beautiful mountains, rivers and beautiful scenery, isn't it a great beauty in the world?
"Master, good morning."

After recovering, realizing the purpose of her trip, Lan Xiyan stepped forward slowly, bent down to salute and greet her.

Sitting on the rocking chair, Di Shiyan didn't say a word, looked at the calm water, raised his hand and pulled up the fishing rod after a while, and a fat fish was hooked.

Putting the fish into the bamboo basket next to him, Di Shiyan turned his head, looked at Lan Xiyan who was standing by the side, and spoke lightly.

"You're late."

His tone was cold and unhurried.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the water, ready to continue fishing.

"Di Shiyan..."

Hearing his words, Lan Xiyan panicked and quickly raised her head.

"The etiquette that Zichen taught you?"

Di Shiyan's tone was cold, and he looked at Lan Xiyan with cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)