Chapter 103 Merlin
Back at the inn, Zi Han went to find Ran Xuexiao. This girl seemed to have not spoken to her in a few days.
Knock knock knock.
"Come in." Ran Xuexiao's gentle and delicate voice came.
With a creak, Zi Han pushed the door open and came in. Ran Xuexiao looked up, stood up and went to make tea, "Sit down."
"Are you angry?" Zi Han asked a little embarrassed.
Ran Xuexiao shook her head, "No."
"Then I haven't seen you recently."
"That's because you didn't come to me, so of course you couldn't see me." Ran Xuexiao curled her lips.
Zihan: "."
Um.
Isn’t this girl jealous
Didn’t I say she was a woman
Oh my parents
Zihan raised his forehead.
"You mess with girls all day long, how can you have time to see me~ Be careful not to work so hard next time, your health is important." Ran Xuexiao gently handed a cup of tea to Zi Han.
"..." Zi Han really didn't know what to say in return to her. He looked a little embarrassed and speechless.
But when it comes to changing the subject, Zi Han is the best at it, "Xue Xiao, you are not originally from Xuan Ling Kingdom."
Ran Xuexiao was stunned and lowered her eyes, "Why do you ask that?"
"Because there happens to be a family named Ran in the Qingli Dynasty. I don't think it is such a coincidence, and there are not many people with this surname." Zi Han raised his eyes and looked at Ran Xuexiao, his eyes a little deep.
"If you have anything to tell me, we are our own people, aren't we?" she added.
After a long time, Ran Xuexiao sighed, picked up the slightly cold tea on the table, put it to her lips and took a sip, her eyes darkened, and she lightly opened the door: "Fifteen years ago, I was plotted against by someone in my clan, and my mother was killed. , my father was silent, and then he was sent to Xuanling Country, and then I bought her as a girl for my mother, and then she was just like you saw me at the beginning, there was nothing to say." The tone was a bit dull, as if he was saying. Telling other people's things is normal.
After saying that, he was ready to get up and leave.
Zi Han heard too much helplessness and bad fate from her plain tone. These simple words expressed her endless sorrow
If Zihan hadn't asked, the girl would probably still be holding it in her heart
Suddenly she grabbed Ran Xuexiao's sleeve and said, "Tell me who is the clansman who harmed you." Her voice was a little dark.
Ran Xuexiao lowered her eyes and looked at Zi Han who was pulling her sleeves. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't reply.
She suddenly sighed softly, "Are you trying to avenge me?"
"Since you followed me, how can you be wronged?" Zi Han's words were very calm, but he revealed a domineering attitude that could not be refused.
After hearing these words, Ran Xue smiled, she smiled very happily. After laughing, she took out the sleeves in Zi Han's hand and said lightly to Zi Han, "Your words are enough." After that, she also Ignoring Zihan, he walked out of the room.
In the room, Zi Han frowned, his eyes as dark as ink, thinking quietly.
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Three days later, Nan Fengye came to the inn on time to pick up Zihan and go to the banquet with him.
On the way, Nan Fengye and Zi Han chatted wordlessly, but the more they chatted, Zi Han felt that Nan Fengye was actually an ordinary boy, and he didn't have the same problems as other wealthy young men. She is quite kind and pure, the most important thing is purity!
That's simply too pure, isn't it? "This banquet is held by Silent Hill, and the people attending it are all young and famous geniuses, so there will be some fights in this banquet, but it won't be the most brutal fights, but probably some more literary and artistic ones. Zihan, you have to be prepared for something like this.”
Zihan nodded, but.
"Silent Hill?" Why is this name so similar to Silent Garden?
"Yes, it's Silent Hill. The organizer this time is Silent Hill. It's a giant and powerful." Nan Fengye's words were filled with respect and sighs.
"What does it have to do with the Silent Garden of Xuanling Country?"
"That, that is just a small industry under Silent Hill."
Zi Han: "." No wonder the names are so similar
Soon, the two came to a place where plum blossoms were in full bloom
Drinking in the sea of plum blossoms and flowers is a unique experience.
The two of them walked on the bluestone road and attracted some people's attention, especially Zi Han. The purple clothes she wore were suave and elegant, and she was a handsome nobleman.
And Nan Fengye was already well-known in Qingli, so naturally many people knew him, so there were still a lot of eyes on the two of them.
"Is the banquet about to begin?"
"Not yet, the lord has not come yet."
At this moment, there is a circular open space in the center of the plum forest, about a hundred acres in size.
The plum blossoms are blooming more and more in the surrounding area. When the wind blows, the sky is filled with flowers. They float gently and unintentionally on your cheeks and hair. If you sniff slightly, you can smell the cool fragrance of plum blossoms.
There is a platform in the open space. There are nine levels in total on the platform. On the top, there is a table.
On the second floor, there are two tables placed on the left and right sides, which just highlight the top table.
The third floor is also arranged in the same way, with two tables.
There are two tables on each of the remaining floors, which are arranged into a huge triangle. As long as people look at it, they will see the table on the top floor at first glance. Obviously, it is the most noble one. What people sit on.
The hierarchy is clear, and only the rich and powerful can sit on the nineteen chairs, while everyone else stands.
In the middle of the huge triangle, there is a pool of water, which is clear and transparent, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, which is beautiful.
At this moment, ten people have been seated on the nineteen chairs, but they are all people from the lower floors. However, no one has arrived from the upper floors.
Oh, those people are quite impressive.
However, even the people on the lower levels are very powerful. After a cursory look, they all turned out to be King-level Dzogchen, only one step away from the King-level.
These people are looking at each other and talking from a distance, and everyone's face is full of smiles. They talk about poetry, painting, style, and spiritual practice. In short, when people look at it, they feel that these people are very high-ranking.
(End of chapter)