Canglan Empress

Chapter 216 The Unfathomable Dark Guard

Now that she knew that the Ninth Prince was in the inn right now, Xuanyin certainly wasn't worried that she wouldn't be able to find him.

The best flowers in the garden are just an excuse.

Flowers are indeed rare and rare, but to the prince of a country, what are they worth?
What really deters trespassers in the garden is the array set up by these superb flowers.

Every pile of small gardens, every flower branch extending outside the garden, every bluestone slab paved into a path, is an insurmountable obstacle for those who don't know the formation.

Don't look at Rong Jin and Yaohua walking along the path without hindrance, but it is impossible for others to go through this path smoothly and find the place where the attic is.

Of course, Xuanyin will not be troubled by this point of formation - the former Emperor Xuanyin did not understand formations, but the original owner Huangfu Xuanyin is very proficient in Qimen Dunjia and ancient formations.

What Xuanyin didn't expect was that holding a sword was also proficient in formations.

The speed of the two is not fast, but not slow.

Flying along the path without hindrance, soon a delicately shaped loft appeared in sight.

The two stopped at the same time.

The little wolf cub in his arms poked his head out, howling.

Xuanyin lowered her eyes and looked at the little guy in her arms, "Is Yaohua in there?"

The little wolf cub nodded, "Aww."

Xuanyin then raised her foot, intending to walk in directly, or rather, break in.

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar." A clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from the small building, and the leisurely tone seemed to be playful and joking, which also revealed the host's good mood.

Following the voice, Xuanyin raised her head, and saw the young man leaning on the railing on the second floor.

Plain clothes and light robes, black hair like ink, the young man stood there facing the light, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a halo of holy haze, as beautiful as a precious scroll.

He is handsome and flawless, with a dazzling light all over his body, as if where he is, all the beautiful scenery in the world is reduced to a foil.

Xuanyin raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect the Ninth Prince of Northern Qi to be such a beautiful young man.

"My lord is very capable." Rong Jin leaned against the pillar beside the railing, and his casual eyes fell on the face of the young man downstairs, "You must be the one who won the battle at the border and was killed by the subjects of Dayong after returning to Beijing." Huangfu Xuanyin, the young general who has been widely rumored?"

Xuanyin raised her eyebrows, "You know me?"

"I don't know." Rong Jin shook his head, "But I can guess it."

Xuanyin smiled lightly: "Then can you guess who this person beside me is?"

As soon as these words came out, Rong Jin's expression paused almost invisibly, then his eyes turned slightly, and he took advantage of the situation to look at the sword standing behind Xuanyin.

Originally, he didn't care about a guard, but since Xuanyin deliberately mentioned it, he naturally didn't mind giving him a look.

But after giving this look, he suddenly fell silent, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"An unfathomable hidden guard." After a while, Rong Jin smiled lightly, but the smile revealed a hint of deepness, "Swordsmanship is superb, proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and good at obtaining information, such a dark guard is really one in a million."

After the words fell, there was no change in expression on the sword-holding face, but Xuanyin couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

It seems that the Ninth Prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty is really no longer an embroidered pillow, but a person who is hundreds of times stronger than Yuan Wang and Xu Wang, who is really suitable for ruling the country.

(End of this chapter)