"What? He wants me to beg him in person and kneel to him before he will come?" Xuanyuan Leng did not expect Jiang Shuiyue to make such a request.
He originally thought that Jiang Shuiyue would ask Luo Xue to be taken away.
Unexpectedly, he would make such a request.
What is his intention?
"Yes, Your Majesty." Qi Bao responded. She never imagined that Jiang Shuiyue would become so ruthless.
"Please step back first and I'll think about it later," Xuanyuan Leng said.
He did not believe that Jiang Shuiyue would seriously abandon Luo Xue's life and death. After all, he could see Jiang Shuiyue's affection for Luo Xue.
However, he was unwilling to gamble with Luoxue's life after all.
It's not just asking him to kneel down and beg him.
If Luoxue could be saved in exchange for his life, what would be so difficult?
What about self-esteem?
What about the Nine-Five Master?
Without Luoxue, what's the point of all this?
Without Luo Xue, he would be nothing more than a walking corpse, completely meaningless.
"Luoxue, don't worry. I will agree to whatever you ask for. It is my greatest happiness to have your love in my life." He said softly, and stood up.
He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, flying and rushing, but reflected his gloomy and sad eyes, looking so unworthy.
He gently called: "Qi Bao, change my clothes." He can go to ask Jiang Shuiyue, but he must not go wearing a dragon robe. This is the dignity of a country!
Qi Bao walked in, looked at the emperor, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, he just felt so hurt.
She didn't want the emperor to hurt his self-esteem, but she didn't want the queen to have any shortcomings.
In the end, he still didn't say anything.
She thought that the master's affairs were never something she could interfere with. Moreover, the emperor's opinions were never swayed. He thought clearly about everything he did.
"Slave, go get it now." She turned around and went to the inner room to dig out the casual clothes that the emperor often wore when he was still a prince.
All in black, so cold and eerie.
The master who had allowed her to follow him for so many years.
The wounds he once had no longer hurt, but why were there still so many twists and turns!
How cruel God is!
Holding the black robe in his hand, he walked slowly to the emperor, gritted his teeth, and without saying anything else, he put the robe aside and gently untied the bright yellow dragon robe for the emperor.
Then he slowly put on casual clothes for him.
As soon as he was dressed, Xuanyuan Leng said in a deep voice: "You take good care of the Queen here, and I will come back as soon as I can."
After that, he jumped lightly, used Qinggong and headed towards the Mingyue Gate.
He did not leave the palace at the main entrance, but walked on air.
When he arrived at the Mingyue Gate, he didn't wait for the announcement. He just jumped and used Qinggong to sneak into the Mingyue Gate.
Jiang Shuiyue was standing in the garden, with her hands behind her hands. She was dressed in a long and slender dress. Her snow-white robe was fluttering in the wind. She looked cold and cold, making people feel deserted.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and stood behind him.
Then Jiang Shuiyue's cool and waveless voice sounded softly: "You're here."
"Yes." Xuanyuan responded coldly.
The voices of both of them were so cold and so proud.
These two men, who are rare in the world, actually have the same state of mind at this time. They are both worried about a woman, but they just stand from different angles.
"I can't believe that the current Holy Lord is such a passionate person!" Jiang Shuiyue said in a clear voice, slowly turning his head, his eyes met, and there was thunder and lightning for a moment.
He didn't expect that Xuanyuan Leng was really here.
This time, he really had nothing to say. As a nine-five-year-old man, Xuanyuan Leng, who was always known for his arrogance and arrogance, would kneel down and beg for a woman. So his feelings for this woman can be described as deep.
Xuanyuan Leng didn't answer his words, just glanced at him without saying anything, and knelt down in front of Jiang Shuiyue with a 'dong' sound.
There was a hint of embarrassment on his cold face, but his will was very firm: "Please save Luoxue."
His tone was deep and powerful.
With sincerity.
He knew that at this time, other than Jiang Shuiyue, it would be difficult to find someone to rescue Luo Xue, and for someone like Jiang Shuiyue, force would definitely not work.
So, that's all he can do.
I thought it would be so difficult to kneel down.
But he didn't expect that it would be so easy, because when he knelt down, it meant that Luoxue had hope, and he also had hope in his heart.
Jiang Shuiyue stared at the man kneeling in front of her, and she felt moved in her heart.
After asking, if it were him at this time, he might not be able to make such a sacrifice for Luoxue so resolutely.
He nodded: "I, Jiang Shuiyue, always keep my word. Get up, and I will go with you to rescue Luoxue." He said, and then looked inside. He had actually been prepared for a long time.
After two hours, if Xuanyuan Leng didn't come, he would go and rescue Luo Xue, and naturally, he would take Luo Xue away as well.
However, he still came.
"Sword slave, pick up the medicine box." He called.
When the sword slave heard this, he ran out with a medical kit on his shoulder. He was as anxious as the young master, because when he was in Ghost Valley, he fell in love with Luoxue's gentle elder sister. When he heard that something was wrong with her, he was I was so anxious that I had to go straight to the palace.
At this moment, Zi Zi ran out from behind: "Master, let's go!" he said hurriedly.
"I want to follow too." Suddenly, a delicate voice from behind said softly, with a bit of timidity, but a firm will.
Xuanyuan looked over coldly, his eyes astonished.
Falling snow!
so similar.
This woman is very similar to Luo Xue, but her eyes are not Luo Xue's.
Although her eyes were as clear as spring water, Luoxue's eyes were always indifferent and firm, but this woman's eyes were as timid as a deer.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Shuiyue would find such a woman.
Jiang Shuiyue also looked over: "No."
"I have never seen the palace, and I think... I want to see that woman." The woman bit her lower lip and said softly.
His dark eyes stared straight at Jiang Shuiyue, with a pity that was irresistible.
But Jiang Shuiyue thought about it and finally shook his head: "You promised me that you would be obedient."
"But..." The woman wanted to say something else.
Jiang Shuiyue's eyes turned. Although he couldn't bear to be angry, he was a little colder. After all, he couldn't get angry at her. He didn't know whether it was because of this face that was 70% similar to Luoxue or because she always had a timid look on her face. He looked pitiful and sighed: "I'm here to save people, I don't have time."
"Okay." The woman finally said nothing and just nodded.
Jiang Shuiyue turned around, glanced at Xuanyuan Leng, nodded, and then used Qing Kung Fu with the sword slaves and headed towards the palace.