C7 Seal the seal you will be one of my men in the future.

"Why should I believe you?" Jun Qiran was a little doubtful.

From a peerless trash to an absolute genius, no one would be able to accept that.

Just who was this man to be able to clearly see his own spiritual root's attribute!

"Today just happens to be the fourteenth. Tomorrow, I'll undo the seal for you. At that time, if your talent is different from what I've said, you can just turn hostile."

"Of course, in order to express my sincerity, I'll first treat your injuries." Di Mojiu said.

Jun Qiran thought for a moment before nodding his head.

In that moment, a layer of faint purple mist came out from Di Mojiu's palm, surrounding Jun Qiran.

Jun Qiran slightly narrowed her eyes. She could sense a mysterious power repairing her seven and eight meridians.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the faint mist slowly disappeared.

Jun Qiran's long eyelashes slightly trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. Jun Qiran could not help but be shocked to discover that not only did the meridians in her body completely recover, even the small and large wounds started to miraculously heal as well.

She didn't even have time to thank him when Jun Qi felt a thick shadow fall over her eyes. A warm energy lingered around Jun Qiran's ears and an enlarged handsome face appeared in front of him.

"Eh?!" Jun Qiran's pupils shrank, was she being forcefully kissed?

The soft touch made Jun Qiran's head spin, he didn't have much time to think about it, the soft touch had already disappeared.

"You!" A moment later, Jun Qiran's beautiful eyes seemed to be ignited with blazing fury. What was being taken advantage of in broad daylight?

Besides, it was her first kiss in two lifetimes.

However, she still couldn't beat this guy!

"Seal a seal, you will be my man from now on." Di Mojiu looked at Jun Qiran who was at the edge of exploding away, his thin lips curled up, the depths of his eyes were as deep as a mountain, causing one to not be able to see what was going on.

Jun Qiran frowned, she was truly a demon!

If such a monster were in the modern world, it would have been a disaster for a pure and virtuous girl.

"If that's the case, in the future, if you encounter any danger, I will immediately come and save you."

After hearing this, there was something strange in the corner of Jun Qiran's eyes, but before he could express his gratitude, Di Mojiu quickly followed up with another sentence.

"After all, you are this sovereign's food."

Jun Qiran: "..."

She swore that if she had the strength to do so, she would beat this fellow until even her own mother wouldn't be able to recognize him!

"Di Mojiu."

Di Mojiu faintly spat out three words, and laughed wantonly: "This sovereign's name."

"Jun Qiran."

Jun Qiran tilted his head, and after a moment of hesitation, decided to reveal his identity.

Her principle had always been to doubt others and not use them.

This was the first scene in which the two foxes knew each other. It was also the beginning of the road of deceit and deceit.

When Jun Qiran returned to the capital, the original Jun Family Mansion had already been surrounded by people so tight that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

"Miss, something terrible has happened! Third Prince, Third Prince, he ? "

Just as Jun Qiran entered the door, he saw Bi Yun rushing towards him.

"Speak properly, what happened to Third Prince?" Jun Qiran's gaze turned sharp as he asked.

"Third Prince wants to break the engagement with you, and he wants to be engaged to Second Miss!"

Bi Yun sobbed, "Miss, what do you think we should do?"

It could be said that the only reason why the Jun Family had kept Jun Qiran till now was because of the engagement with the Third Prince.

"Get up!" Jun Qiran pulled Bi Yun up from the ground with an expression of unknown meaning on his face.

"It's perfect that you're here. From today onwards, Bi Yun will no longer let us be bullied in the slightest."

Jun Qiran's verdant finger flicked the dust on Bi Yun's body as she lowered her voice and looked at him with an ice-cold gaze.

"Miss ?"

Bi Yun looked at Jun Qiran in a daze, he did not know that the young miss of his clan had already changed a strong soul within the meat shell.

"Eldest Miss, the Madam wants you to go to the main hall."

An old man leaned his back against the wall, contempt written all over his face.

"If you want me to go, then I will go. Then wouldn't I lose a lot of face?" Jun Qiran looked at the old man outside. She slightly narrowed her eyes, with a ghastly glint in her eyes.

In her impression, Jun Qiran was someone who had suffered quite a few losses due to Senior Servant Gui.

"Eldest Miss, if you don't praise me like this, then I'll have to 'invite' you over myself." Senior Servant Gui looked contemptuously at the person in front of her.

Although Senior Servant Gui called herself a servant, there was not the slightest hint of respect on her face. Her actions were even more presumptuous as she reached out her hand to grab Jun Qiran by the collar.

Jun Qiran squinted his eyes. A servant actually dared to fight against her! How reckless.

Jun Qiran then threw himself over her shoulder, and with a "kacha" sound, Senior Servant Gui's strong arm instantly dislocated.

That would be clean and direct.

"Bi Yun, let's go. In the future, if you like biting dogs like this, we will fight one on one!" Jun Qiran looked at Bi Yun who was just standing there in a daze, and asked sternly.

When Jun Qiran arrived at the great hall, there were already many people seated, and the person seated in the main seat was Third Prince, Di Yeming.

The man had a pair of narrow and beautiful eyes, looking extremely charming. He wore bright yellow clothes, and on them was embroidered the totem of a dragon.

Jun Qiran sneered. Although the Third Prince was the current emperor's most highly regarded son, he was still the best candidate for the throne.

However, he was not the crown prince after all. It could be said that he was extremely ambitious to openly dress up like this.

Seated beside Di Yeming were the current patriarchs of the Jun Family, Jun Zhentian and his son.

"Jun Zhentian, you really have a good daughter." Di Yeming looked at Jun Qiran's small face, his face revealing a look of disgust.

Everyone in the capital knew about his fiancee, who was lying on the streets with her clothes all messed up. Everyone knew that he, Di Yeming, was carrying a green grassland on his head!

Hearing these words, Jun Zhentian immediately broke out in a cold sweat, turned, and berated Jun Qiran:

"You damned girl, hurry up and apologize to His Highness!"

Jun Qiran's clear eyes stared straight at Jun Zhentian: "What did I do wrong?"

As the sound of his voice faded, the air turned deathly silent.

Jun Zhentian immediately shouted angrily: "Stop messing around! You made His Highness wait so long, do you still have any reason? "

Jun Zhentian was extremely afraid, what exactly was going on with this stinking girl? He dared to openly oppose the crown prince? That was a matter of imperial power! Did he want to drag them down with him or not?!

"You seem to have gotten something wrong." Jun Qiran squinted.

Facing his so called father, Jun Qiran, he did not have the slightest bit of emotion at all. The original owner had lived for fourteen years, and the number of times he had met his so called father could be counted on one finger.