A great restaurant, quiet and independent private room.

During the dinner, neither Xia Lan nor Nuowen spoke, but they both knew that after dinner, there was something they had to say.

Nuowen was a little absent-minded, and the food that was both colorful and delicious was tasteless. He would occasionally glance at the young man, but saw that the other party had been enjoying the dinner slowly and seriously.

He hates his current situation because he has no autonomy.

"This young master, thank you for saving me, but I know my value clearly and may not be worthy of your help, so why is this?"

When the leftovers were removed by the servant and the dinner was over, Nuowen couldn't wait to speak. He wanted to ask why, because this was the knot that suddenly arose in his heart.

He needs the answer.

"First of all, you have become my follower now, you should call me an adult, or master." The young man did not hurry and picked up the wine bottle on the dining table and filled the cups with his glass and looked at Nuowen, "Do you need a cup?"

Nuowen shook his head. He was not in a mood to drink now, he just wanted to know the answer.

"To give reasons, I think my future journey requires a knowledgeable scholar follower." The young man shook the liquid in his wine glass and looked at Nowen with a smile: "You know, the customs and customs of every place are different, and a qualified scholar follower will make me much easier."

"What--" Nuowen was surprised and excited after hearing this. "Do you want to leave the capital in the future?"

"What? Why can't it?" Xia Lan seemed a little curious.

Of course not, what if I leave my beloved Bilin in Wangdu! Nuowen shouted in his heart. He didn't expect the young man's answer to be so unexpected. It was reasonable, but it was an answer that he could not accept.

As if hearing Nuowen's heart, Xia Lan took a sip of wine and looked at Nuowen with an anxious face, and said calmly: "It seems that you don't want to leave the capital."

Faced with the young man's relaxed and casual expression of the facts, Nuowen took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say, "Yes, there are people who are very important in the capital. Now I can't leave the capital."

"Not now, it's possible in the future?" Xia Lan asked.

"I have no idea."

Nuowen hugged his head in pain because he knew that he could not take Bilin away.

It was like a demonic obstacle that bothered him and wandered.

"But you have to be clear that you have become my follower and you have no choice." Xia Lan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said bluntly.

The young man's words were poured down like cold water, which immediately made Nuowen feel sad. He slumped on the chair and lowered his head, grabbing his hair in pain without saying a word.

Seeing Nuowen's appearance, Xia Lan comforted her a little, "If you have any questions, you can tell me, maybe I can help you."

"Really?" Nuowen looked up and hugged Him.

"I don't promise." Xia Lan said meaninglessly.

Nuowen, who had expectations, chose to trust the young people because he had only this choice.

He began to slowly express his troubles.

Xia Lan kept a smile and listened, and sometimes put the wine glass into her mouth and sucked it. She was shocked and finally opened up the opponent's weakness and defense. It was too simple. This would be better, and he would become a good qualified chess piece.

Perhaps it was because he had kept his inner depression and sorrow in his heart for too long. Nuowen, who had been suppressed until now, seemed to have found the confider, and he kept talking, releasing his emotions to the fullest.

When the other party's voice became hoarse, Xia Lan filled another wine glass with wine and handed it to the other party. In exchange for the drink, she simply gave him the bottle directly.

Nuowen didn't seem to have much alcohol. He soon became drunk and became more and more excited when he talked about it. He forgot why.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with your affairs."

Until after listening to Nuowen's narration and understanding the fundamental problem, Xia Lan spread her hands and said helplessly.

"How could it be?" Nuowen said excitedly and arrogantly with a slightly drunk face: "Aren't you a noble? With your abilities, you will definitely be able to bring Bilin out!"

"Just a down-and-out little foreign nobleman, what do you think is my identity in a place like the capital?" Xia Lan didn't care about Nuowen's disrespect and said with a smile: "Do you really think I am a big shot?"

"How could it be-how could it be-"

After hearing Xia Lan's words, Nuowen was obviously in a state of dismay, and his only hope was ruthlessly cut off. This painful blow was that he could not be paralyzed and stopped by alcohol.

"But--" Xia Lan looked at the other party and paused and said, "Although I can't help you, someone can help you."

"Who is it?" The young man's sudden turn of words poured into a clear spring, making Nuowen shudder.

The change in the other party's mood made Xia Lan shake her head, play with the wine glass in her hand and smiled: "Didn't you say you are the scholar and aide to the eldest prince? I think the only one who can help you is the eldest prince."

I thought there would be some good idea, but it turned out to be so. Nuowen tilted his body on the chair and smiled bitterly: "This is impossible."

"Why?" Xia Lan asked. "I think this is not a difficult thing for the eldest prince."

Nuowen looked depressed and shook his head and said to himself: "Maybe the eldest prince can indeed help me, but do you think it is necessary for the eldest prince to help me?"

"oh?"

Faced with the young people's confusion, Nuowen continued to be discouraged: "As the aide of the eldest prince, it may appear noble in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the noble people, nothing is there. Besides, I am not the only scholarly staff by my side. I am also becoming more and more marginal in the position of the eldest prince during these times. Do you think it is necessary for the eldest prince to offend some people for an insignificant aide, just to help me?"

"Indeed, no one will do anything without profit." Xia Lan agreed.

"So I never hope to get help from the eldest prince, because I know that I have no value worthy of the eldest prince's help." Nuowen said with a wry smile.

"Then—" Xia Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and said with his intention: "Do you think you are qualified enough as a scholar?"

"Of course!" As if he could hear the other party's words, Nuowen's face became even more rosy and angry: "You can insult me, but you must not deny my knowledge."

"But why are you getting more and more marginal around the eldest prince? Are you not as good as anyone else?" Xia Lan asked with a smile.

"No! I'm better than them! But--" After speaking, Nuowen seemed to notice something vaguely.

"But you have always been nostalgic for a woman and forgot your responsibility as a staff member of the Great Prince, which has increased and decreased, so you will become more and more marginal and unrespectful when you are by the Great Prince."

Xia Lan ruthlessly spoke out his concerns.

Nuowen was a little embarrassed and angry because the other party was telling the truth, and he could not refute it or refute it.

"How is your status with the eldest prince before meeting that woman?" Xia Lan asked with a smile and a little bit of analysis.

After hearing this, Nuowen felt timid and said, "It is highly valued than now."

"Where are your fellow scholars?" Xia Lan continued to ask.

"It's inferior to me, even insignificant." Nuowen bit his lips and lowered his head a little resentful. He remembered that in the past, those scholars and colleagues were disdainful in his eyes. Now that Feng Shui takes turns, he often becomes their laughing stock.

"Do you understand now?" Xia Lan raised her eyebrows lightly, and knocked her fingers on the dining table unconsciously.

"What do you understand?" Nuowen was a little confused.

When Xia Lan heard the other party's slow words, she sighed lightly. Seeing that this person looked quite wise, the person who is about to enter middle age is so stupid in some things. I really don't know if he was stupid at first, but it makes people feel relieved from the other side. After all, this kind of person is too suitable as a chess piece.

"If you hadn't met that woman, what would your status with the eldest prince now?"

This person was the starting important figure in his plan, so Xia Lan had to continue to explain until the other party was completely trapped in his planning trajectory.

"I will definitely pay more attention than before." Nuowen was very confident in his professionalism.

"So who made you meet that woman?"

"My colleague, he invited me to the Fez club, but I met Belin."

Speaking of this, a sense of happiness appeared on Nuowen's face.

Xia Lan continued to ask: "So why did your colleague invite you?"

"Because he hopes that I will take care of the eldest prince more in his affairs, after all, I was more valued by the eldest prince at that time."

It seemed as if back to the past, Nuowen's words also showed pride.

"You said that Bilin is expensive at the Fitz club?"

"yes--"

"Do you think Belin likes you?"

"Absolutely I like it! No one can doubt the love between Belin and me."

The relationship with Bilin is Nuowen's sensitive bottom line, and his excitement seems to tell everyone that this is his forbidden zone.

Xia Lan shook her head again, and decided to give up on exploring the issue of this woman, because he knew that this person was completely helpless in some aspects, and it was useless to say more, and he needed to change his induction method.

"Suppose, if you become more perfunctory and careless about the things of the eldest prince, who will the result be beneficial?"

Nuo Wenping was excited and thought about the young man's words. After a moment, he suddenly said: "It's my colleague."

Xia Lan said: "Do you understand now?"

"You mean?" Nuowen held his forehead and looked shocked. He thought of something, and even this thought continued to affect the sinister spread in his heart until someone he would never touch.

Finally, I wasn't too stupid, but my thinking was a little slow.

Xia Lan smiled and nodded gently, as if she was recognizing what he thought.

The human heart is a very complex existence. Sometimes it is easy to be disturbed and guided by the outside world. Different things and words can constitute different views on the human heart. People with unstable will are often the most susceptible to temptation.

The vent of negative emotions, the weakening of alcohol on will, and the continuous guidance of language.

He didn't know if what he said was the truth, and even without him, he would have created it, because all he needed was to provoke the evil in his heart.
Chapter completed!