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Since he failed last time, he must not miss such a good opportunity this time, so the fifth prince did not hesitate to send the best master under King Wu to carry out this one-strike task. In his opinion, the seventh prince just runs fast. As long as he can catch up, it is no problem to kill him, a person who can only be mediocre in martial arts.

The seventh prince didn't know that Death was chasing him desperately behind him. Since there was no reason to travel overnight, he didn't leave very quickly. After dark, he stayed in the inn. Of course, along the way, he was still treated by transcendent treatment. He was hungry, and someone immediately brought food. He wanted to stay overnight. The inn had prepared the best room. Of course, these are still arranged by Cheng Yuanjia, which makes him feel very happy.

He didn't see that there was always a cloud following him above his head, and the cloud was the boring Cheng Yuanjia. On the way back, she really wanted to go down and ride with the seventh prince, but she couldn't explain that she suddenly appeared in the capital. She could only sit alone in the clouds and boil tea with water vapor. When she has practiced to her point, the so-called meditation and retreat has no effect. Even if she doesn't have to do anything, she can still get the effect of practice.

Seeing that the seventh prince had stayed overnight, Cheng Yuanjia yawned and stood up from the clouds, ready to go to another room prepared for her to rest. I'm used to being served. It's really not good for such a person to wander around alone.

Just as he was about to go down, he suddenly frowned and looked at the end of the official road. Since she decided to live the life of ordinary people, she has suppressed her cultivation of Daluo Jinxian to the early days of Jindan, that is to say, her current consciousness can only spread to about dozens of miles. In the afternoon, she found a team of more than a dozen people running south, each with weapons and a martial arts master. However, because she didn't follow the same official path as the seventh prince, she didn't care, but just now, they turned to this official path, so that she couldn't ignore it.

Quietly, she floated to the heads of these people and followed them forward. When they arrived at the town where the seventh prince stayed, these people dispersed and asked the second child of each inn if there was a young handsome young man living in the store.

The corners of Cheng Yuanjia's mouth were slightly raised. The fish was hooked so quickly, and there was no challenge at all.

At the behest of Cheng Yuanjia, Xiao Er did not hide the fact that the seventh prince stayed in. Those people were really excited and stayed in the same inn one after another. Unfortunately, they didn't know that the tea sent to them by Xiao Er had been secretly hydrated.

The outcome of these people can be predicted. After drinking the tea with ingredients, they all lay down under the table and rested. When they woke up the next day, the seventh prince had already been on the road, and they were tied to their hands and feet, locked in a special wooden cage, and sent to the capital. This time, Cheng Yuanjia didn't do it herself. From beginning to end, she fell asleep peacefully in the room. As for the ingredients added to the tea, if Xiao Er can't even get this sweat medicine, don't mix it under her.

How do these subordinates of the King of Wu know that the seemingly harmless shop Xiao Er can make such a black hand, and this is not a black shop in the wilderness. They have no precautions at all, so they unconsciously say so. That's not enough. The people who escorted them back still added soft tendons to the water they drank. Along the way, they couldn't escape, so they had to be at their mercy.

The seventh prince knew nothing and continued to go to Minzhou, still floating on an incompetent cloud above his head.

Five days later, the seventh prince returned safely to the navy's battalion and joined his soldiers.

After a night's rest in the camp, the seventh prince visited Cheng Yuanjia's manor again in the name of returning the horse. Of course, Cheng Yuanjia also looked like he had never left, waiting for the seventh prince to come to his door, and pretended to ask about the capital.

Because it was already a cold winter, neither of them were so interested in blowing the cold sea breeze. In addition, the weather was not so good that they hid in a tightly wrapped room and chatted.

In the winter in the south, it doesn't have to be warm in the north at all. On the contrary, because it is close to the seaside, the air is thick and thick, and it is even cold to the bone. The house structure in the south is different from that in the north, paying attention to the enjoyment of the corridor folding back to this artistic conception, rather than the warm thick wall in the north. The seventh prince lived in the camp yesterday and fell asleep guarding the stove. His teeth trembled with cold.

This wet and cold climate is indeed a kind of torture for the seventh prince living in the dry climate in the north. Seeing that Cheng Yuanjia looked like nothing, he couldn't help but be very envious. In his opinion, Cheng Yuanjia was born in the south of the Yangtze River and had long adapted to this climate.

In Cheng Yuanjia's wing, two stoves were burned, both of which were stewed with kettles, and the air was steaming out, making the room much warmer than outside. The seventh prince stared at Cheng Yuanjia in the steam and couldn't help saying, "Wanjia, you are really beautiful."

Cheng Yuanjia Zhan Yan smiled and said, "You don't know until now."

He handed him a cup of tea, and Cheng Yuanjia poured another cup for himself and said, "This is a specialty of this place, Alpine Dragon Tongue. Try it."

The seventh prince took a sip, and his eyes were always on Cheng Yuanjia's smiling face.

Cheng Yuanjia was a little embarrassed by him. She blushed slightly and said andly, "Look, have you seen enough?"

"No, I can't see enough in my life." The seventh prince subconsciously replied. As soon as he said the words, he felt the ambiguity in the words and couldn't help blushing.

"The Spring Festival is only a month away. Do you have any plans?" The seventh prince forcibly removed the realization, turned to the teacup in his hand, and changed the topic to resolve the embarrassment just now.

"I have no plans. I'll just stay here." Cheng Yuanjia has no idea about the Spring Festival. For her, the Spring Festival is that everyone is noisy together, which is not in line with her quiet nature at all. Two years ago, she spent the New Year in Prince Qian's mansion. Those who delivered New Year's goods from Prince Qian's fief alone were noisy in the royal palace for two days, making her hide in the yard and dare not come out. And on her own land, the annual New Year's goods are delivered directly to the place designated by her, and she never bothers.

In the world of cultivation, there is no concept of New Year at all. Their retreat is decades and hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years, and there is no custom of New Year at all. Moreover, the customs of the cultivation world are much different from those in the secular world, so Cheng Yuanjia is very indifferent to the Spring Festival.

"I feel very guilty that you are here alone and can't be reunited with your family." The seventh prince said sadly, remembering that in the past New Year, the father would always take time to gather all the people together and have a happy New Year's Eve dinner. Now that the prince is imprisoned and the sixth prince has passed away, this person can't be all.

"Then it's just the two of us for the Spring Festival this year." Cheng Yuanjia didn't care who to spend the New Year with at all, and said by the way.

The seventh prince is refreshed. Yes, although he can't spend the New Year with his family this year, he can stay alone with his favorite woman. Although it's a little unfilial, he would really prefer the latter.

"It's agreed that I won't be polite to rub the New Year's meal." The boredom just now was thrown away, and the seventh prince suddenly became happy again.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's just a pair of bowls and chopsticks." Cheng Yuanjia pushed back the fur shawl wrapped around his body, reached out and fished the kettle on the side and poured hot water into the teapot.

The seventh prince was ecstatic.

Cheng Yuanjia picked up the teacup, took a small sip of tea, and said, "It will be Laba in a few days. Come and eat a bowl of Laba porridge first."

"Good." The seventh prince readily agreed.

In the warm room, the heart of the seventh prince is also warm. It is worth getting the favor of such a beautiful woman even if he is hungry for a few days.

When the seventh prince left, Cheng Yuanjia sent him to the door. The cold wind outside the door made the seventh prince shiver.

Cheng Yuanjia looked at the gloomy sky outside, and the already cold wind took out a flat sachet from her side and handed it to the seventh prince and said, "If you put this close to your body, you won't feel too uncomfortable."

The seventh prince took the sachet and felt that a warm stream came out of the sachet and flowed in his body. Suddenly, the discomfort caused by the severe cold eased a lot.

"What is this?" The seventh prince was surprised.

"You can call it a warm bag, and there are some strange stones that can send warmth." Cheng Yuanjia explained, "With this on you, the cold will be expelled by it, and you won't feel too cold."

"What a good thing." The seventh prince put the sachet close to his body, and his body and mind were warm for a while.

Of course, Cheng Yuanjia will not tell him that there are only fragments of crystals with fire attributes. She can't buy this sachet. You should know that there is no five-e elements of crystal in the world at all, and this kind of warm bag in the cultivation world is very common, which is a must-have for people without mana at home.