Chu Zhiyuan's footsteps suddenly stopped and he turned his head to look over. Li Hongzhao's smile was as bright as a flower, bright and moving.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted: "Why bother with empty rumors?"

"Is it really a rumor?" Li Hongzhao said with a smile: "It may not be a rumor, right?" Chu Zhiyuan frowned and stared at her.

Li Hongzhao said: "That night, I happened to be drinking wine and admiring the moon on the roof." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "It's really fun to watch the moon on such a cold day." Li Hongzhao said: "The days are boring and I always have to do it. Have some fun for yourself."

Chu Zhiyuan said calmly: "You are just too busy. Look at the busy people in the city and learn from them."

"Are you different?" Li Hongzhao said angrily: "They are unlucky. They didn't get a good pregnancy, so they can only be busy."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I'm different from you. I've been practicing hard. Why don't you practice swordsmanship if you are too free? Your swordsmanship is too bad."

He knew that the improvement of Fengxiu Jiutian Jue relied on setbacks and hardships, and that hard work was useless.

He is her whetstone, constantly helping her improve.

If you want to prevent her from succeeding, it's actually easy, just talk to her nicely and angrily, coax her, don't antagonize her, don't attack her.

But it really can't be done.

If you really want to do this, your own anger will be unhappy, which will affect your own practice. The Nine Heavens of Fengxiao Jue is not invincible.

Continuously accumulating blows, until finally, she will collapse and form a psychological shadow on herself.

This is his wishful thinking.

So whenever he gets an opportunity, he will hit her hard, make her depressed and angry. If this anger and depression accumulate, one day the quantitative change will turn into a qualitative change. By then, Li Hongzhao will no longer be as proud as he is now and will cry. I can't even cry.

"My swordsmanship is poor?" Li Hongzhao snorted dissatisfied: "My Phoenix Sword Art is already very good!"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Then why don't you practice other sword skills and try to incorporate them all into one?" "I'm not like you," Li Hongzhao looked at him proudly: "Anyway, I saw something that day."

Chu Zhiyuan walked back to the small pavilion, sat opposite her again, and smiled calmly: "Tell me, what did you see?"

Li Hongzhao snorted: "The so-called Grand Master assassination is nothing but a lie." "If there is no Grand Master, then who is Mr. Zhu going after?"

"Just putting on a show."

".Like this." Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but shake his head.

The two of them acted decisively, but their methods were too crude.

At least find a Grand Master to act, or even Grand Master Mo to pretend to be an assassin.

With the Grand Master's Qinggong, Grand Master Mo could come back at any time while drinking elsewhere, pretend to be an assassin and then go back without leaving any flaws.

Li Hongzhao snorted: "If you say there are assassins in Sifang Pavilion, doesn't that mean you are incompetent?"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at her sideways.

Li Hongzhao smiled and said: "They will definitely pass the responsibility to you. Are you just going to accept it and marry the eighteenth princess?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled half-heartedly: "Then what should I do?"

"Of course it breaks their wishful thinking. Isn't it too annoying?" "Then how to break it?"

"Do you need me to teach you?" Li Hongzhao squinted at him: "Expose their deceptive behavior.

"Can you testify?" Chu Zhiyuan said.

Li Hongzhao smiled sweetly: "It's not a bad idea." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "But she has indeed ruined her appearance. This cannot be faked."

Li Hongzhao snorted and said: "Seeing her injured and with her face like that, it makes me feel unbearable? Come on, Chu Zhiyuan, do you still show pity to flowers and cherish jade?"

She chuckled twice, with a sarcastic look on her face.

Chu Zhiyuan said angrily: "Whether it is true or not, as long as the injury on her face is real, everyone knows that you don't want our marriage between Dajing and Dazhen, and you want to destroy it... Could this great master be you?

They were sent out, right? Where is Mr. Su?"

Li Hongzhao suddenly opened his bright eyes and pointed at Chu Zhiyuan: "You..."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "If there are rumors in the city that they are committing fraud, there will be rumors that your Mongolia sent a great master to assassinate the princess."

"...Chu Zhiyuan, you are really despicable." "Not as despicable as you."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"The eyes can also be deceiving. Maybe you drank too much and your eyes are dazzled." "...Get out!"

"Okay, then I'll say goodbye."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his fists, stood up and strode away. "Bang bang bang bang..."

There were muffled sounds coming from the Dameng Pavilion.

Chu Zhiyuan's cave revealed that Li Hongzhao was kicking the stone pier he was sitting on before. The stone pier flew into the air and was kicked up again and again by her.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled.

This is venting anger on Shidun and kicking Shidun as oneself.--

He returned to Tingtao Courtyard and wrote an apology note in his own hand, but did not send it in a hurry.

When news came from the Sifang Pavilion that Princess Eighteen had committed suicide, he asked Bai Ningshuang to hand it over to him.

He felt that the rest of the matter should be settled. That evening, he took two Phoenix Blood Pills and practiced the Dragon Transformation Technique for a while. Then he turned to the Glazed Sword Sutra.

The silver-sheathed long sword could already be pulled out halfway, and the sword intent he could withstand was getting stronger and stronger.

The stronger the sword intention leaked from this sword, the stronger his own sword intention was rapidly becoming.

What changed next was the two small sword gangs in Tianchi Point, which were undergoing qualitative changes.

Jian Gang has been coated with a layer of silver light.

This layer of silver light makes the small sword more and more solid, and more and more like a real sword. The light silver small sword's damage to the copper tower is getting stronger and stronger.

But the copper building was too thick and too big, and it would still take a long time to completely destroy it. He was sitting on the couch when he suddenly turned his head and looked out the window.

Zhu Caifu's beautiful face appeared outside the window. She stood pretty next to a peach tree.

The peach blossoms all over the tree complemented her beautiful face.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhu, please come in."

Zhu Caifu flashed and appeared in the house, looking at his house curiously. Chu Zhiyuan said, "What happened?"

"We're in trouble!" Zhu Caifu said, "Emperor Dajing sent someone to deliver a magic pill."

Chu Zhiyuan's face changed slightly: "Can you erase the scar?" "Yes." Zhu Caifu nodded solemnly. Chu Zhiyuan was indeed very smart.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Has the scar been erased?"

"Your Mr. Huang personally came with the elixir and watched Miaozhen take the elixir in person." Zhu Caifu said helplessly: "They say this is a life-saving elixir. After all, Miaozhen was injured due to suicide."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "You didn't find any excuse to delay?" "What excuse did you have to delay?" Zhu Caifu said, "I never thought I would erase the scar."

She was deeply confident that her strange poison was acquired by chance and there could be no antidote.

It was unexpected that he was cured by this elixir. "...Who else saw this?"

"Except for Huang Cheng, there is no one else." "..That's okay."

Zhu Caifu blinked and looked at him in confusion: "Is Huang Cheng yours?"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "He is a great master, how could he be mine? If the emperor knows about it, then he will know about it. It's okay."

Zhu Caifu was even more puzzled.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Don't let anyone else know, including the people around His Highness and the people closest to you."

"Miaozhen's personal maid doesn't even know."

"That's good." Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "The scar will continue to exist." "This is natural." Zhu Caifu said hurriedly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Just pretend it doesn't happen and ignore it." "But Emperor Dajing must have known about it."

"It doesn't matter." Chu Zhiyuan said, "I've already submitted a plea ticket, and there will be results in the next few days."

"It really doesn't matter?"

"It's not too late to deal with unexpected changes." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "As long as the two of us work together, we can break up this marriage."

"I hope so." Zhu Caifu shook her head: "It really doesn't matter?" She was very worried.
Chapter completed!