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“How do you "Coming?" Yun Tianmo saw Rong Yi and Ouyang Zixin walking away, and just walked out of the darkness. "What? You don't like seeing me either?" He looked away, Yun Tianmo turned his head and glanced at "Nangong Tuo", and said: "Since you call yourself the prince, you shouldn't call me Yun Jiu." "I Just tell me, why is the master in such a hurry to take that girl away? It turns out that he is afraid that I will reveal my identity." Ning Zhiyuan was dressed in green clothes with a big cloak on her head. Her hair was tied up with a golden crown, and her face was indifferent. His smile is truly aristocratic. Fortunately, I had dressed up, but Nangong Tuo's silly look was really hard to disguise. I thought I could fool him with my costume, but I didn't expect that neither of them liked him. Ning Zhiyuan has a face exactly like Third Prince of Li Nation Nangong Tuo. He rarely appears in front of people. Even if he shows up, he still has the identity of Nangong Tuo. Some things will be much more convenient if he uses the identity of the prince. Untie the cloak and let it fall on the snow. With Ning Zhiyuan's cultivation level, there is no need for a cloak at all. Slowly walking towards Yun Tianmo, Ning Zhiyuan followed his retracted gaze, and saw that Ouyang Zixin was no longer there. "It's such a pity that I didn't see the face of that girl clearly." Without the cloak, Ning Zhiyuan in Tsing Yi looked a little thinner, and her fair face almost blended into the snowy scene. He casually loosened the golden crown that held his hair in place. He always only used a ribbon to tie his hair. If he didn't want to conceal his identity, such a tacky thing as the golden crown would never catch his eye.
“Ouyang Zixin.”
“Ouyang Zixin, is that her? The daughter of the Departed Nation Sorcerer Manor?” Ning Zhiyuan, after all, was not Nangong Tuo and had never met Ouyang Zixin.
“This time, she will enter the secret realm with us.” Yun Tianmo did not want to keep the conversation focused on Ouyang Zixin; he was not interested in how Ning Zhiyuan viewed her.
“Uncle, which prince from the Exiled Nation is that?” Rong Yi had been busy ever since entering the pharmacy and had completely overlooked Ouyang Zixin.
“Third in rank.” In fact, Rong Yi had nothing much to do, but today Ouyang Zixin was too captivating. The pretending-to-be-busy Master Rong had no choice but to respond to her.
Third in rank? That must be the Third Prince then?
Oh wow, what a coincidence!
“Uncle, I just remembered I have a book in my room that I haven’t finished reading. You know, in this secret realm, we can’t bring anything with us. It makes me uneasy if I don’t finish it, so I’ll head back now.” If it really was the Third Prince, she needed to clarify things early; if she accidentally mixed up her feelings, she might not know when the next opportunity would come.
Ouyang Zixin quickly left the pharmacy and slowed her pace as she approached the courtyard. To investigate further, she needed to do so when her “enemies” were least on guard. Since she had just followed Rong Yi, the two people in the courtyard would likely not suspect that she had returned.
“I’m back.” Ning Zhiyuan’s eyes flickered as he spoke softly.
Yun Tianmo turned his back, looking at the cloak and golden crown on the ground, remaining silent.
“The daughter of Xuan Shi Mansion is actually here with Master Rong; this truly surprises This Prince.” Ning Zhiyuan knew what Yun Tianmo was worried about, but there was no time to tidy up the items left in the snow; he could only speak loudly on purpose.
"Does he know me?" Ouyang Zixin hid in a corridor outside the courtyard, using the pillars to shield her small frame. "Of course, the Third Prince must know my father. He was there during the test that day, so he must have seen me." Although she couldn't hear everything clearly from a distance, she did catch the words "Xuan Shi Mansion."
What were these two big men doing standing in the snow? They thought they looked handsome; who were they trying to impress?
Ouyang Zixin grumbled to herself, but she had to admit that both men were indeed good-looking and well-built, with the falling snow serving merely as a backdrop for them.
"This girl is quite clever," Ning Zhiyuan remarked. Although he had never seen Ouyang Zixin, he was currently praising her.
Hearing Ning Zhiyuan compliment Ouyang Zixin made Yun Tianmo unconsciously lift the corners of his mouth. (Ninth Prince, is it really okay for you to start acting proud so early?)
Although he didn't know why Ouyang Zixin had come back, Ning Zhiyuan's identity absolutely could not be exposed. If someone caught on, it would be bad for everyone involved.
"The Third Prince seems to care about Ouyang Xuan," Yun Tianmo said casually before ignoring Ning Zhiyuan standing in the snow and walking toward Ouyang Zixin's direction.
"He's coming over! What if he discovers me?" This was unfortunate; she hadn't heard anything. If she got found out, there would be no way to clear her name.
Ouyang Zixin scratched her head anxiously. The corridor was quite open; once she stepped out from behind the pillar, there would be nowhere left to hide. If Yun Tianmo walked over, he would definitely see her.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Yun Tianmo was getting closer and closer, and Ouyang Zixin felt frantic. If this ice mountain discovered her...
Wait a minute, why was she worried about being discovered by him? She could just walk out confidently and pretend she had just returned from Rong Yi. Yes, that's what she would do!
"Ahem, I just came from..." Ouyang Zixin was someone who acted quickly; as soon as she thought of something, she would do it. Just as she stepped forward to casually pass by, Yun Tianmo turned and walked right past her.
Uh, so he wasn't planning to go this way?
"Is the Third Prince going to continue being an ice sculpture in the snow?" Yun Tianmo, noticing Ouyang Zixin's nervous and awkward expression, felt a bit better and stopped to speak loudly.
At this moment, Ning Zhiyuan had already realized from the words "the Third Prince is concerned about Master Ouyang Xuan" that Yun Jiu had played a trick on him. Was he really going to fall into such an obvious trap? Did he think he was as foolish as Nangong Tuo?
"The Ink King knocked off my hairpin and cloak; isn't it to turn me into an ice sculpture?" Hmph, you can do it, can't I?
Ning Zhiyuan said this but didn't bother with the things left in the snow. If we’re talking about being scheming, compared to Yun Tianmo, Ning Zhiyuan was no less.
They fought? Would an iceberg really fight with someone? Did they knock off the Third Prince's hairpin and cloak?
Ouyang Zixin's mouth dropped open in shock, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard. They say when gods fight, mortals suffer, but even mortals love to watch the excitement. She regretted coming late. A fight between princes—how could she have missed it? What a pity...
Her big eyes blinked rapidly as her little head mechanically turned between Ning Zhiyuan and Yun Tianmo. She was confused; who was it, him or him?
When Ning Zhiyuan passed by Ouyang Zixin, he deliberately paused to glance at her but ultimately said nothing and left with a smile.
That gaze! No way!
It was him! It was Yun Tianmo! It really was Yun Tianmo!
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