Avalanche Breaks Leg, Crown Prince Wants to Become an Apprentice

"Sister Xue'er, I'm back."

Inside the Crown Prince's Palace of the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.

Everyone knows that His Highness the Crown Prince has befriended a gifted young man, so Ouyang Ling's entry here, while not without its obstacles, has at least made him a familiar face to the guards.

At this moment, the voice arrived before the person did.

Pushing open the door to the study, Xue Qinghe's refined yet noble face came into view.

"Xiao Ling, you're back." A smile immediately appeared on her previously stern face.

Before Qian Renxue could say anything, Ouyang Ling closed the door with his heel and, with her tacit consent, reached out and removed the human face mask, revealing a noble and exquisite face.

"The original face looks better."

A smile tugged at the corner of Ouyang Ling's mouth.

There were no outsiders here, so Qian Renxue naturally indulged him. "There's really no need to hide it now."

The illusion dissipated, revealing long, golden hair cascading down her back, and her alluring figure was unveiled. She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, saying:

"What? You finally decided to come back?"

"Look at what you're saying." Ouyang Ling flashed behind Qian Renxue and placed his hands on her shoulders very naturally. While feeling the soft touch on his fingertips, he kneaded her with thirty percent of his strength.

"I've been wanting to come back."

"Look, as soon as Dugu Bo successfully condensed the poison pill, I came to see you immediately."

"Smooth-talking!"

Qian Renxue laughed and scolded, but her mood was very high. Clearly, Ouyang Ling's return made her very happy.

Even when he entered the academy, he saw him less often than he did at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. But what could he do when the academy was so close?

Enjoying the service, time slipped by quietly. Even when Qian Renxue dozed off, Ouyang Ling didn't disturb her. He loosened his grip and took out a thin gauze to cover her.

He walked outside the door and said, "Grandpa Shelong."

A soft call brought She Long to life.

"Young Master Ouyang."

Clearly, Ouyang Ling's act of giving him a top-grade medicinal herb half a year ago, helping him break through to level 95 Title Douluo, coupled with Qian Renxue's attitude, had already caused this Serpent Spear Douluo to change his mind. And naturally, the Porcupine Douluo also changed his mind.

Being suddenly addressed as "Young Master" by the Serpent Spear Douluo made Ouyang Ling feel a little uncomfortable. After all, among the Title Douluos he had encountered so far, he had heard the term "boy" more often.

"Grandpa She Long, what is this...?" Ouyang Ling hesitated, but ultimately chose to keep quiet.

Well, let's just call him that if we're going to. There must be a reason. If we actually said it, it might be awkward.

Having made up his mind, Ouyang Ling glanced at the door he had just gently closed and deliberately lowered his voice to ask, "Grandpa She Long, how long has it been since Sister Xue'er has had a proper rest?"

The moment he entered, he noticed the weariness in Qian Renxue's eyes. She hadn't looked like this since their last meeting at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Of course, there might have been some signs last time, but they hadn't accumulated to the point where people could see them.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the room, he started massaging her, intending to help her get a good night's sleep.

"...It's been a month or two."

Good guy!

After hearing the explanation, Ouyang Ling became angry.

Those nobles and ministers are really clueless! Even that old Emperor Xueye is one of them!

how?

You treat his Xue'er like a beast of burden?!

It's infuriating as it may be, but political matters can only be resolved politically. That's just how things are in the imperial court—it's all about deceit and intrigue.

So he could only suppress his displeasure.

"Grandpa Shelong, where's the kitchen?"

First, prepare something for Sister Xue'er to eat, as she'll be waking up soon. As for how to make it…

He did it himself!

She Long pointed to the spot where they were having a private meal.

"There."

An hour later, Qian Renxue slowly awoke. She tugged at the thin veil covering her body, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

Just then, "Awake?"

Noticing the commotion inside, Ouyang Ling pushed open the door and entered, carrying a tray with various kinds of pastries. In addition, there was a small mountain of crispy pastries and a bowl of chilled glutinous rice balls.

That's right, none of the food was hot.

It's summer now.

As soon as Ouyang Ling put down the tray, a refreshing coolness filled the entire study, causing Qian Renxue, who was about to pull down the thin gauze, to tighten her grip. Knowing the reason, she rolled her eyes at Ouyang Ling, "Is this how you use your ultimate ice attribute?"

He seemed to be questioning her, but the smile on his lips remained.

"I'll just use it like this anyway."

Ouyang Ling picked up a piece of soft pastry with two fingers and put it into Qian Renxue's mouth. "Here, have a piece to fill your stomach first. Look at those nobles and ministers, and even Emperor Xueye, they treat you like a spinning top and a cow."

Qian Renxue did not refuse. She smiled and took a bite, enjoying the intimate service from her younger brother.

"Did the two elders tell you that?"

"It's Grandpa Shelong."

As Ouyang Ling spoke, he picked up the ice-cold rice ball and then used a spoon to bring it to her lips.

Qian Renxue parted her lips slightly, "Did he tell you that I've been focusing all my energy on Xue Beng this past month, which resulted in him breaking his leg?"

"Whoa—"

Despite feigning shock, Ouyang Ling continued with his actions.

"He also broke his leg!"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes again upon hearing this.

"You're really not putting on a convincing act."

"But they cooperated well."

"No, your cooperation was terrible! Absolutely awful!"

Qian Renxue swallowed the dumpling and joked.

Ouyang Ling smiled without saying a word: "..."

Why do I still need to divide things up? Who made Qian Renxue unable to rest?

joke!

In any case, the blame ultimately falls on the nobles, ministers, and Emperor Xueye.

Oh, right!

In addition, an avalanche.

(Avalanche: ??? No way! My leg is broken, and they still give me a pot?! Heavens! This is outrageous!)

In this heartwarming moment, Qian Renxue also told Ouyang Ling how she managed to break her leg in an avalanche.

To put it simply, following the clues given by Ouyang Ling, she found the Fallen Ones who hadn't yet been wiped out by the Spirit Hall, and then used them to attack him during his revelry in the avalanche. Because of the timely rescue, he survived, but lost three legs!

No innocent people were harmed during the incident.

After all, She Long concealed his identity and mingled among the Fallen Ones, watching their every move, but he never made a move from beginning to end.

of course,

The term "innocent" does not include those纨绔贵人 (spoiled nobles).

In Qian Renxue's words:

Those guys are utterly inhuman in private, so they deserved to die! It would be better if they were really dead!

"No wonder the whole city is under martial law."

Ouyang Ling feigned sudden realization, "There are no more vendors on the street."

Qian Renxue was speechless and tapped his forehead with her finger. "Alright, it's pointless if you keep pretending."

Ouyang Ling grinned, then asked the crucial question, "What happened next? How was it handled?"

Qian Renxue pushed away his attempt to feed her and said, "With the avalanche like that, the throne is completely out of his reach. And since he was attacked, I should have been the prime suspect. But because I was a Fallen One, I was protected instead, and then Emperor Xueye personally questioned the Martial Soul Temple of Heaven Dou City."

Qian Renxue's last sentence inevitably carried a hint of schadenfreude. Because the misfortune of the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City meant misfortune for that woman in the Spirit Hall.

Ouyang Ling put down his bowl and spoon and reminded him:

"Don't give yourself away."

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Although that was the agreed-upon response, Qian Renxue still nodded solemnly.

Next,

She then mentioned another matter to Ouyang Ling.

"Become an apprentice?"

Ouyang Ling was taken aback upon hearing this.

At that moment, he thought of Ning Fengzhi.

However, he asked aloud, "Who is it?"

Qian Renxue's tone carried a meaningful undertone, "The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—Ning Fengzhi."