Chapter 945
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When Hsu Fengnian returned to the mansion, he did not climb over the wall again. This greatly disappointed Song Huangmei, who had been waiting at the foot of the wall. It was very late when she learned from the steward that His Royal Highness walked out of the mansion step by step. Miss Song exclaimed and ran out of the Li Mansion. The steward saw this and muttered to himself. This Miss Song was too rash. Compared to the quiet and virtuous Miss of the Li Mansion, she was thousands of miles away. The steward then began to daydream. Everyone in Beiliang knew that Master Hanlin and His Royal Highness were brothers who grew up together. If Miss Song could become the consort of the King of Beiliang in the future, in addition to the fact that Master was already the Administrator, then the Li family would be worthy of the title of the most powerful family in Beiliang. The old steward shook his head. Alas, it was a pity that Miss Song was fooling around with that Guo Dehan disciple. A peony flower stuck in cow dung.
Hsu Fengnian lay on the bench in the pavilion and looked up at the starry sky. He turned a blind eye to the girl who had sneaked into the pavilion.
The girl was really a hardworking heroine. She was able to control her temper. She gritted her teeth and endured the cold for an hour without making a sound.
Hsu Fengnian sat up and asked with a smile, "Miss Song, do you need something from me?"
Song Huangmei, who had shrunk to the side of the pavilion to avoid the cold, jumped in fright. Her face, which was not too beautiful, turned red. She lowered her head and clutched the corner of her clothes. She no longer had the heroine demeanor that she had when she blocked him with her sword at the governor's mansion in Hwangnam County.
Hsu Fengnian did not want to embarrass her. He took the initiative to ask, "How many years have you practiced the sword? Do you want me to teach you a few easy sword moves? "
After Hsu Fengnian asked the question, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. The girl stared at him in a daze and muttered to herself. She seemed to be saying that His Royal Highness's eyes were better than someone else's, but she still only liked that guy.
Hsu Fengnian coughed heavily. Song Huangmei sat down on the other side of the bench and hugged her shoulders with both hands to ward off the cold. She quickly regained her original straightforward personality and laughed, "Your Highness, I know you are an expert and a good person. I have someone I like. He is an outer disciple of a gang in Hwangnam County. His name is Dou Yangguan. His biggest wish in life is to wear a Beiliang Saber and marry me. But my father does not seem to like him very much. How about Your Highness be merciful and casually give that Dou Yangguan a saber? My father will definitely not object!"
Hsu Fengnian knew that this girl definitely did not know that Lotus Pond was almost completely wiped out from Lingzhou's Jianghu. However, the spy report did mention that a young man named Dou Yangguan had escaped. He was the lover of Song Yan's daughter, Song Huangmei. Not only that, all eighteen generations of Dou Yangguan's ancestors had been thoroughly investigated. Hsu Fengnian had given instructions at the time for the Eagle Guard to give up on this person. An outer disciple who had just entered Lotus Pond for a few days could be killed or not. Since he had this relationship with the Song family, he could just treat it as a gift for Governor Song when he became a Lingzhou official. As for whether that young man would bear a grudge against Beiliang after escaping this disaster and whether he would be determined to take revenge for his sect, Hsu Fengnian did not care. In the entire Liyang Jianghu, there were not many people like that young master who waved a folding fan who had the ability to kill his way to Hsu Fengnian's eyes. There were even more people who died without even seeing His Royal Highness once. If that person was able to rise above the rest and make Xu Fengnian see his name in the spy report again, to the extent where Xu Fengnian didn't even mind letting him know about Liantang Zhang Ce's identity as a Northern Mang spy and then sending him to the border to sharpen himself. Since he wanted to touch a blade, after he entered the army, he would be able to touch it until he wanted to vomit. However, people's hearts were hard to predict. Only heaven knew which path this Dou kid would choose to take. As for whether or not Dou Yangguan and Song Huangmei could be married, that was even less of a concern to Hsu Fengnian. Even if he did not want to, he could not. In the current Beiliang, His Royal Highness's time was perhaps the most valuable.
Hsu Fengnian collected his thoughts and smiled. "Private individuals are not allowed to wear Beiliang knives. Besides, with your father's eyesight, how could he not see the authenticity of Dou Yangguan's knife?"
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