Huiyang Mansion, Yanfeng Pavilion.

Yu Niang and Yin Xun sat opposite each other across the wooden table.

"Bang."

Yu Niang slapped the wooden table with her hands, her phoenix eyes widened, full of anger, "Yin Xun, have you taken Your Highness's words in your heart?"

"Your Highness is not able to repay you, but only to do what you do." Yin Xun said without hesitation.

"It's hard for you to remember it in your heart." Yu Niang smiled coldly, "It sounds nice to say, but in private, it's still what you do."

"This is your 'job'?" The mockery is beyond words.

"What, I feel guilty." Seeing Yin Xun's silence, Yu Niang became even more angry.

"You know that Zhou Fan and the others have the strong guardians of the True Lord, and the princess also sent a special order to come over, asking you not to act rashly or act rashly, but what about you, ah!!!!" Yu Niang said, his voice rising a little.

His big hands kept slapping, and it seemed that he was treating the wooden case as Yin Xun, venting his anger in his heart.

"If you don't stop, you've found someone's family, and you even blatantly monitored them. If your Highness Xuanguang had not sent a message to you, I'll ask you, what you want to do, do you really think that Yuxu's people don't know? If this wasn't for your Highness's face and you haven't done anything out of the ordinary, you'd let you go. Otherwise, can you still sit here safely now? You've already let the Lord Yu Zhen slapped you with one palm. It doesn't matter if you die, don't implicate Your Highness."

After saying that, Yu Niang was angry and stared at Yin Xun with wide eyes.

Yin Xun smiled indifferently, ignored the angry eyes and said, "Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with Your Highness, and I can't blame Your Highness for anything. I will take it all with you."

"Ha, you can bear it with all your strength." Yu Niang waved her hand and set up a ban around her and whispered, "Have you forgotten Yu Xu's old hooligan who protects her shorts? That Zhenjun Yu is their proud disciple. His shorts are better than blue than blue. That incident caused a sensation in the entire Zhongtian world, and it took less than a hundred years. Why, do you want to try it?" Yu Niang glanced at Yin Xun.

"You are your Highness's person. What will Yuxu think when the time comes?"

Yin Xun was silent for a long time before speaking, "I am a little unthinkable, and Your Highness is worried."

"I hope this is the case, Yin Xun, don't be willful and act recklessly anymore. It's not easy for Your Highness to do it. You should know Your Highness's ambitions and it's already difficult. Don't cause trouble for Your Highness." Yu Niang sighed helplessly.

"Do you know that this time, Lord Yu Zhen will not pursue the matter in view of His Highness, but even so, there are still people in the court who are incompetent in disciplinary discipline and are not strict in the control of his subordinates. Many ministers even submitted memorials, suggesting that Yanfeng Pavilion be taken back from His Highness, and how can the country's sharp weapon be bound by women and children?"

"You know more than anyone else how important Yanfeng Pavilion is to Your Highness. If you want to inherit the ancestral teachings and find the Nine Cauldrons, only Your Highness will help you, and only Your Highness has the patience and spends a lot of manpower and material resources to help you."

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Yin Xun said in a deep voice.

"I can talk to you so calmly here, what do you think?" Yu Niang glanced at Yin Xun.

"But after this incident, Your Highness also suffered a lot of losses, you..."

"Aizhou Prefecture Palace is already in my control." Yin Xunfeng said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Yu Niang stood up, "Take it serious?"

Yin Xun nodded, "Take it serious!"

Yu Niang was overjoyed and jumped up like a child. However, she soon realized something was wrong and sat down as if nothing had happened. However, her chest was constantly rising and falling, which showed that Yu Niang was uneasy.

"It is worthy of being the one you are interested in. You have captured the Aizhou Prefecture Palace so easily." Yu Niang looked at Yin Xun, thinking that she would not blame You for protecting Yin Xun so much.

"I want to report quickly to your highness." Yu Niang stood up quickly.

"By the way, I almost forgot the main business." Yu Niang, who had already walked to the door, turned around.

"Your Highness asked me to ask you, you have always been very cautious in doing things, why are you so reckless this time?"

Yin Xun frowned slightly and said, "Intuition."

"Intuition?" Yin Xun looked questioning.

Yin Xun nodded, "That's right, intuition. When I saw Zhou Fan's innate Taoist body at the first time, I had a kind of intuition that he had the clues I needed."

"Clues?" Yu Niang frowned and asked in confusion, "What clues do you need to do this..."

"Hmm?" Yu Niang paused and seemed to have thought of something.

He looked at Yin Xun with some uncertainty and asked, "Jiuding?" After saying that, even she herself didn't believe it.

Seeing Yin Xun silent, Yu Niang said in confusion, "But Zhou Fan has any connection with Jiuding? Your Highness will not believe it based on your intuition."

A strange light flashed in Yin Xun's eyes and said, "How do you know whether Your Highness believes it? Just report it."

"Should you like." Yu Niang turned around and left.

Watching Yu Niang go away, Yin Xun's mouth slightly raised, "Your Highness, wait for your news."

He turned his head and looked into the air beside him and said in a low voice, "See everything in Zhoujia Village in detail, don't disturb Yuxu's people, you can use the dark son."

"Yes." The ripples dispersed.

"Zhou Fan, Zhoujia Village, don't let me down."

*******

Yan Jianshan.

In Zhou Fan's courtyard.

Zhou Fan stood in front of a wooden table, bent down, holding a pen in his right hand, and was writing the words. The words he wrote were neatly crafted, just like the words he copied.

Speaking of which, Zhou Fan also learned writing in Qingyu Mountain and taught by special teachers, and was a master of calligraphy.

However, Zhou Fan was obsessed with practicing and was able to write neatly, so he never went to the calligraphy teacher for advice.

After practicing the practice, after reaching the foundation of Taoism, after practicing martial arts, every thread of strength and even a hair in the body can be perfectly controlled. This word can look as beautiful as the word for copying, but unfortunately it is tangible but soulless.

Zhou Fan has been idle these days and wants to try to improve his calligraphy.

When I go out to show off in the future, if a little fan asks him to sign an autograph and does not have good calligraphy, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

"call."

"Junior Brother Lou, do you think the word "Senior Brother"?" Zhou Fan showed the words he had just copied to Lou Yehua lying on the chair beside him.

"Senior Brother, good handwriting, good handwriting has improved a lot compared to the one just now." Lou Yehua smiled slightly and praised with a thumbs up.

"Junior Brother Lou, don't cater to me like this just because I am the eldest brother." Zhou Fan pretended to be unhappy with a stern face.

"But, junior brother, you really think I have made progress." Zhou Fan asked in a low voice when he approached Lou Yehua.

Lou Yehua pursed his lips, opened his mouth, and said, "Good words, this stroke is like an iron painting of silver hook, the strength is like a sword tip, and the softness is like the smoke willow in March, the good words are."

"Why do I think this sounds so familiar?" Zhou Fan murmured.
Chapter completed!