C15 Risk of Loss of Favour

This was father's warning: Your brother might be dead, but I still have an adopted son.

He would never be able to step out of his father's grasp, just like how Sun Wukong was to Tathagata.

In the end, he still held a sense of reverence.

Immediately, he became extremely disgusted with this Ran Yong.

His face was filled with laughter.

Before he could say anything, Ran Yong had already knelt down and said: "Greetings, sworn brother."

He warmly took Jean Yongzeng's arm and said, "Yongzeng, since you and I are brothers, we are both the sons of our royal father. From now on, we must live together through hardships."

"Thank you, brother."

He took Jean Yongzeng's arm and sat on the seat of honor.

Ran Yong was on the right and Shi Xuanyin on the left.

The other concubines took their seats as well.

"Your Majesty, your humble servant has come uninvited because I miss you too much, your highness …" The tombs had long since lost their patience, and now they finally stood up in a flirtatious tone and raised their goblets.

"The new city has not been completed yet, so it would be inappropriate for the women to stay here for a long time. After a short rest, you may leave. "

The Tomb of the Ancestor felt very wronged. However, he didn't dare say half a word of no.

Shi Xuanyin looked away and grinned.

Everyone realized that the atmosphere was very strange, so no one dared to speak again.

Day after day, the sun was brighter than the previous day. The entire late autumn was brilliant.

A thick carpet, a cup of hot tea, lying in a sea of flowers, doing nothing but letting the wind blow across his face.

Even the clothes were fragrant.

A dress of fine silk, with a flutter.

Was this the legendary 'Arc of the Heavens'?

She lay so comfortably that she did not even hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

The Tomb of the Ancestor looked at the woman lying in the sea of flowers.

Barefooted, his arms stretched out, and even his smile was lazy.

Especially when she saw her collar — it was the first time she had seen it. Legend has it that the Heavenly King of Goldenrod treasured a priceless set of phoenix jewellery. All his concubines had begged and petted him. When they were being pampered the most, they all thought that he could get it.

Unexpectedly, this strange woman had put it on his neck before him.

Bluejade opened her eyes.

The woman opposite him was dressed extravagantly, with a huge ruby ring on her finger. She looked like the first princess to appear in a costume play.

She sat up slowly.

Tomb of the Ancestors was the first to speak. "I am the Tomb of the Ancestors, the Lady of the King. The Crown Prince told me. They say that you are very favored by the King. "

Blue jade light, small three see big milk, always a little guilty.

But soon, she shook her head. No, this tomb was definitely not a big one.

Because she was too young.

Döller's big milk should be a rotten wife.

She knew that this rotten wife had died N years ago.

He tried to hide the jealousy in his eyes as much as possible, "Sister, I'm not jealous. I'm going back to my hometown in a few days. Come with me."

I don't know yet, but the wife of the male lead wants to help me confirm my identity?

She smiled and shook her head.

Ancestral Tomb hastily asked, "Why? The King is going to fight. It's very dangerous. "

How could a woman not understand a woman?

How could the dangers of a battlefield compare to the dangers of losing one's favor?

See, I didn't say anything wrong. No matter how old he is, as long as he's a man with money and power, he has the ability to attract pretty girls.

"Madame Ancestor, you can go back."

The ancestor was enraged. "Don't push yourself too far."

She was curious, "Even if I have to leave, don't I need the King's permission? If he doesn't agree, does that mean Madam can help him make the decision? "

The ancestor's face turned red and white. He stomped his feet and turned around to leave.

The wind blew the petals of a chrysanthemum onto his face. It felt itchy and suddenly felt very boring.

This family would soon take turns to attack.

The battle to encircle and annihilate Little Three was about to begin?

She jumped up and ran out.

In the endless running field.

The rider on the horse had a double-bladed spear in his left hand and a hook halberd in his right, and was currently training his soldiers.

Dusk was vast, and there was not the slightest slack in training.

It was only when the last layer of the setting sun had been completely swallowed up by the clouds that the horn sounded and the troops retreated.

The horse ran alone on the endless grass, looking lonely and empty.

The rider on the horse reined in his horse and looked at the Gray Shadow Cavalry blocking the way.

The once terrifying war horse, under the woman's seat, displayed a different kind of gentleness and domineering aura.

"I pay my respects to Miss."

She raised her eyebrows. The new adopted son of the Old Heavenly King, since he called her 'Miss', why did he call himself 'General'?

Too handsome a man.

It wasn't that she hadn't seen handsome men before. Shi Xuanyin, and Dale, the father and son were both good people.

However, compared to Ran Yong Zeng, it was suddenly overshadowed and incomparable.

He was awe-inspiring, and his temperament was like that of a god.

Or wargod.

She suddenly thought of the legendary figures like Gong Gong and Xing Tian from ancient times.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that it was very dangerous.

It was like his neck was being strangled.

The look in his eyes was too incongruous — compared to his age.

If he was 25 years old, he would already be 50 years old.

She thought of Wuthering Heights, the wolf that had broken into a flock of sheep — Heathcliff.

Dole, what a good eye to have such a man as an adopted son.

Everything was 100 times better than Shi Xuanyin.

"I'm sorry, I'm not Miss Portugal."

He saluted without asking her who she was.

Then he left.

His attitude wasn't sloppy.

She did not continue to chase after him, because she heard the sound of hoofbeats. It was Shi Xuanyin. She was riding on her claws on a flying lightning bolt and was looking in their direction.

And Ran Yong Zeng was the vanguard army that had accompanied him to the battlefield.

Among the winding armies, Shi Xuanyin saw her.

She saw him, too, and her face was covered with a few drops, but she didn't look embarrassed. The injury on his face seemed to have added a lot of heroic qualities to him.

She was depressed. If she knew earlier, she would have struck him harder until his face was disfigured.

However, the next opportunity was already close at hand. People like Shi Xuanyin had been tricked twice, and there wouldn't be a third time.

She made a face.

Shi Xuanyin was about to rush over and grab her, give her a good beating, or humiliate her on the spot. Only in this way would he be able to alleviate the traces of shame on his face.

However, he did not dare to do so.

It was a forbidden zone.

Royal Father had already made it clear that no one was allowed to enter this place ever again.

Because it was the edge — it was the prey that walked out of the cage.

Suddenly, he was ready to make a move and rush over.

There was a wall between them.

"Little sheep …"

His aura suddenly became extremely dense and turbid. The areas where it hurt hurt even more, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but feel pain.

The wounds from the beating.

The slave of desire.

They were all in pain from being treated like this for the first time.

"Shi Xuanyin, you are a masochist."

He reached out suddenly, almost grabbing her by the hair.

However, she was smiling like a loach as she turned her body.

Suddenly, he saw Ran Yongzeng's gaze turn in his direction. It was biting cold, and filled with disdain. She was surprised, but that man in heavy armor had already taken the lead and ran in front. It was as if that glance just now was an illusion.

"Little sheep, just you wait. One day, I'll make you beg for death."

"Dream on!" "Shi Xuanyin, maybe you will die in battle this time, hehe."

He did not get angry and rode off.

Bluejade stopped and saw him.

"Have you seen Eternal Then?"

She asked, "Why did you take such a person as your foster son? Don't you think that this will make Shi Xueman even more jealous? "

"Jealousy? Do you think he is above Xuan Ying? "

"Of course! Far above Xuan Ying. "Shi Xuanyin, this guy, is jealous of us and does not tolerate us doing this. I suspect that he will kill that unfortunate fellow the moment he finds the chance to do so."

He suddenly became interested. "Why?"

She couldn't answer. It was just a feeling.

"Yuchang, you can touch any man in this world, but you can't."

She was surprised. "Mr. Portugal, the only thing you should be wary of is your son. Other than him, no one else would dare to bother me. "

"I don't care about Xuan Ying! You don't like him. "Yu-chan, you don't like Xuan-ying. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"Am I going to like this something called Ran Yong Zong? I've only seen him once. And, Mr. Portugal, I never believed in any love at first sight. "He's not interested in poor kids either."

She pointed to the collar around her neck. More than a thousand gems!

"How many women in the world can wear such a thing? No matter what price they had to pay, there would be people willing to pay it. As for me, I can be considered to be a very professional person. Before you get tired of me, I won't go back on my word. "

"Don't promise! "Yuchang, the things that you say when you are too young, can never be counted."

"This is not a promise, this is a contract."

He was stunned.

"Yuqi, I hope you remember what you said before."

She laughed, "Mr. Portugal, can I take it that you are very nervous about me? Or are you jealous? "

He laughed out loud, but his smile did not lose its vicissitudes. "Actually, it's also good for old people to be jealous occasionally, it's always better than drinking wine."

"You're beginning to care about me?"

"Yuchang, I've always cared about you."

"No, you didn't say you liked me."

"I'm waiting for you to speak first."

"This is impossible!" She once again flatly refused, "Here, danger lurks in every corner. I can end the class at any time."

"Class is over?"

She changed the phrase: "I may lose my favor at any time. The price of jewelry and meat debt. Isn't that fair? Furthermore, I am very greedy and want others to like me for a long time. Only then will I try to pay a little bit. "

At this moment, the sound of a zither could be heard.

An unusually melodious sound of the zither, mournful and lingering, just like the loveless Chen A-Jiao to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

A thousand gold buying is like a gift, who will tell you about this?