Yang Chunzi smiled, tidied up his clothes and said, "I was just asked by someone to perform in the palace, but I met something disgusting."

"Just now, if you hadn't come out to stop me, that piece of trash's hand or head would have disappeared."

Meng Zixian blinked, knowing that he was talking about Gu Jingyuan.

"Boss Yang sure is capable, aren't you afraid that you'll be unable to escape after killing someone?"

Yang Chunzi laughed out loud: "I, Yang Chunzi, can't go anywhere. What's there to be afraid of if I want to escape."

Meng Zixian retorted, "But you brought the entire crew here, aren't you afraid of being implicated?"

Yang Chunzi laughed twice and said proudly, "My men are not trash. I can guarantee that they will all leave the palace safely. Once they leave the palace, the martial arts world will be mine. Who else is there to be afraid of?"

"The current Emperor is just a piece of trash and Song Qishen can't even hold the right to own it. What's more, if I killed Gu Jingyuan, Gu Jingcheng shouldn't be happy about it, right?"

Meng Zixian looked at him deeply and said, "You know a lot about the situation in the palace."

"Not only that, I know a lot about it. Are you interested in going out with me to understand it together?"

To be honest, Meng Zixian's heart was moved at this moment. She wanted to get away from Song Que.

"You're hesitating. Are you being held back?" People? Or is it poison? "

"Looks like it's poison."

When Yang Chunzi saw that she heard the word 'poison', his expression changed slightly, and he guessed what was going on.

"Speak, what poison is it? If I can cure it, do you want to leave with me?"

Meng Zixian was silent.

Suddenly, a voice said, "She won't leave with you."

Meng Zixian followed the sound of the door opening, and they saw Song Lianhe striding in, a look of anger on his face.

"Yo, why are you here so quickly?" Yang Chunzi consciously stood far away, not wanting to be tainted by Song Qi's anger.

"I don't know why Gu Jing Cheng would let you enter the palace to perform, but Boss Yang should know that you have to be careful with your words."

"I have heard of your actions today. I truly admire hinting." Song Que smirked and said a few words.

Yang Chunzi did not get angry. He spread his hands and said shamelessly, "Yes, thank you for your appreciation, Master Song."

Song Que walked in front of Meng Zixian step by step to block Yang Chunzi's sight, "As for my men, I hope Boss Yang will show mercy and not try to pry them apart."

Yang Chunzi laughed without stop, "Well, a gentleman doesn't take away people's good points."

"However, my disciple is a person. All of her thoughts and decisions must be decided by her. It should be her who decides whether to stay or not."

Song Que seemed to be choked. He pursed his lips and looked coldly at Yang Chunzi, then turned around and looked at Meng Zixian.

Meng Zi was caught off guard when she was thrown by this "ball of silk." She was prepared to watch a good show, but the good show ended up on her side.

She faltered for a long time and looked at the two of them.

"Disciple, if you mix with me in the martial arts world, I can guarantee you that you'll have the best time to learn the best appearance changing technique and countless benefits." Yang Chunzi kept winking at Meng Zixian, and Song Que's forehead kept twitching in anger.

Meng Zi bit her lips. She looked at Song Que and slowly said, "Master, I'm sorry."

Yang Chunzi kept smiling as if he expected it.

"Since you've made your choice, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll be leaving first."

Yang Chunzi turned around and left. Meng Zixian quickly went after him, but Song Qishen held his wrist. Song Qishen said coldly: "What?" Did you change your mind? "

Meng Zixian was infuriated by his attitude, and threw his hand away. "Let go!"

"I'll tell you later."

After saying that, Meng Zixian ran out. Yang Chunzi had already reached the door of his bedroom. She quickly stopped him, "Master!"

When Yang Chunzi heard the sound, he turned around and sloppily asked, "What? Did you change your mind?"

Meng Zixian shook her head, "I was indeed poisoned by him, but the reason I stayed was not just because of the poison. People in the martial arts world all care about integrity and loyalty. I promised Master Song that I would do it for him."

Yang Chunzi shook his shoulders, pretended to be serious and said, "To be honest, you chose Song Qi River. I am very angry, really very angry!"

Meng Zixian was a little nervous. "Master, you got tricked like this."

Yang Chunzi suddenly laughed. "You're kidding."

"I absolutely approve of you as my disciple. You have very high talent and you are also very smart. I also like your personality very much. I'll wait for the day you leave the palace to come to the Spring Garden to find me."

Meng Zixian nodded seriously and said, "Of course!"

"Alright, hurry up and go in. We'll be discovered later. It's not good if people say that outside."

Yang Chunzi waved to her. Meng Zixian waved and turned to enter the palace.

Song Qishen sat in front of the table with a cold face. Meng Zixian saw this scene and walked over slowly.

"I haven't changed my mind. If I promise, I will definitely finish it."

Song Que raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Song Qishen, you suddenly came to my place. What do you want me to do?"

He was fine. He just heard from Gu Jing Cheng that he invited someone from the Spring Garden. Then, he received the news that Yang Chunzi was with Meng Zixian, so he rushed in.

He coughed twice. "The palace map I asked you to draw before, it has already been so long. Have you finished drawing it?"

Hearing this, Meng Zixian's pupils constricted and she said guiltily, "How could such a huge palace happen so quickly?"

Actually, she had completely forgotten about it ..

Song Que guessed that she might have forgotten: "Don't forget about this. Hurry up."

Meng Zixian nodded.

After Song Que left, Meng Zian searched around the room. She took out the Four Treasures of the study, sharpened the ink, and dipped the brush in ink.

The paper was spread out on the table, but Meng Zixian had no intention of writing.

"Sigh, this is truly making things difficult for me."

Meng Zixian held a brush in one hand and supported her head with the other. She was very frustrated.

The ink had gathered at the tip of her nose, and a drop fell to the floor, staining the paper with a black sun. She drew a rough outline on the paper.

In the end, even the contours of the painting were crooked.

"Aiya, what kind of painting is this! "So annoying!" Meng Zixian was a bit irritated. She threw the pen to the side and started writing.

"Little Lord, this servant hasn't come in yet. I could already hear your roar from outside." Ling'er pushed open the door and left, looking at her with a smile.

"Sigh, my drawing skills are so bad, but Song Qi wanted me to draw it. This is too difficult."

Ling'er smiled as she brought a plate of fruits over. "Little master, come and eat some fresh fruits. It's rare to see fresh fruits here."

Meng Zixian's eyes lit up when she saw the fruit, "Hey, where did you get this?"

Ling'er explained, "Concubine Jing specifically summoned me to bring it back."