Chapter 083: Xuanyuan Qingyang, Prince of South Vietnam
"Tell me about you, everything, everything about Yan'er, I want to know." The beauty so close at hand made him feel flustered, and he felt in his heart that he must keep an eye on her, for fear of
If you are not careful, she will disappear.
Xia Bingyan smiled bitterly, "These are extremely boring things. What's there to ask about?"
"Little fool, in my heart, none of your things are insignificant. How can you be boring?"
His words were like a warm stream of heat, sliding into the depths of his heart. The demon-like handsome face in front of him was also full of domineering tenderness.
She quietly nestled in his arms and told him about herself. In her world, there were cars running on the ground, top-notch combat weapons, the most modern electronic technology, and countless luxury goods.
There are delicious food, disgusting corrupt officials, a coveted money system, super powerful navy, land and air force, and the General Administration of National Defense that suppresses them extremely.
From the time she was sensible, she knew that she was an illegitimate daughter. Her mother was the bastard child of a romantic father who had drunken sex with a young lady who was ridden by thousands of people. She wanted to use her to become a rich man, but because she was a woman
Children, and dreams shattered.
She has faced countless life and death difficulties since she was a child. Her father's indifference and her mother's abuse ranged from beating and scolding to being locked up in a small dark room and deprived of food for several days and nights. This has become commonplace.
When she was nine years old, her mother contracted a sex disease and died due to lack of money for treatment. In fact, she usually earned a lot of money. She only smoked, drank, and took drugs, and the money she earned was still in her pocket.
Squander it all.
From that day on, she completely became a street child, and her usual job was to rummage through the trash cans, which she did for three years.
When she was 12 years old, she was already a famous female gangster in the red light district. She was even afraid of men when they got into fights. The most important thing was that she was never afraid of death. The next day, she was attacked by several men at the same time.
, the light in their eyes, she knew very well, that was yuwang, a layer of film, she still didn't care.
Just when she closed her eyes and was about to let them have whatever they wanted, she was rescued by a man with a cold body temperature. That was the man she would protect her whole life, the highest authority in the [Miracle] headquarters, whose pseudonym was Mo Li, whose real name has been
No one knows.
Miracle is the number one killer organization in the world, especially Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. Everyone knows that each of them has 20 subordinates, and they are all well-known figures in the world's underworld. They recognize money but not people.
As long as you can afford the price, even if you are the king of a certain country, they will definitely complete the task perfectly.
She is the only girl in the organization, and she is also the youngest among the four killers. The other three take great care of her. Qinglong is cold on the surface, but in fact he is as gentle as water in his heart. Baihu is a gentle man, except for the three brothers, the rest of the people
He didn't even look down on her. Xuanwu was two years older than her, but he had a cute face and an out-of-the-box personality. He looked like a young and cheerful boy, with a playful smile on his face, even though his enemy was already dead.
When she first entered Miracle, she was just a little girl doing odd jobs. She was small in stature and had a violent personality. Fighting and bickering with Xuanwu had almost become commonplace, but he always protected her very well in times of danger.
Apart from sleeping, she spent almost all the rest of her time exercising. When she was 18 years old, she defeated Xuanwu. When she was 20 years old, she took the position of Suzaku and became one of the four killers.
From the novelty at the beginning to the distress later, Nangong Mo no longer knew what to say.
He has lived in a luxurious life with the best food and clothing since he was a child. He has never experienced a life like hers.
"Yan'er is 29 years old this year?" he asked softly.
Xia Bingyan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, looking at his playful smile, "Yes, I am ten years older than you, my emperor."
"Who cares how old you are, anyway, you have been mine since the day you came here. Don't ever think about leaving me. I don't want you to have no sense of belonging, let alone feel uneasy, and don't want to
I saw you pushing me out of your world because of the knot in your heart. As I said before, what is mine is yours. Even if I give up this country, I will never let you down." His face was buried in her neck,
His arms tightly circled her slender waist. He loved her, and he had never been so clear about his heart.
Xia Bingyan sighed softly, stretched out her arms to hold his head, and gently stroked his long black hair.
"I will not leave you. I am a protective person. Anyone who dares to bully my man will not even have time to regret it."
Hearing these words, Xia Bingyan felt a little inappropriate, pushed Nangong Mo away, and looked at his expression carefully.
"Speaking of which, your martial arts skills should be very strong and you don't need my protection."
"Who said that?" Nangong Mo glared, "I am weak and sick, my shoulders can't bear it, and my hands can't lift it. If Yan'er leaves me, I will be eaten without any bones left, so you have to protect me."
Hey, this man is really... cute.
"Yes, yes, I will protect you." She knew he was cheating, but his serious black eyes still made her irresistible.
"Yan'er, my Yan'er..." He hugged her hard and smelled the faint fragrance on her body. He had a very strange feeling in his heart. He was not an emperor. There was no so-called Three Palaces and Six Courtyards.
An ordinary man, and she is his wife, his only wife.
"Oh, by the way, there's something I forgot to mention." Suddenly she interrupted the warmth of the room.
Nangong Mo was frustrated in his heart. He should be in love at this time. It was rare that the atmosphere was so ambiguous.
God knows, every time she appears in front of him, his only action is to take her to the bed.
"What's up."
"I plan to open a royal private school after returning to the palace. You have no heirs now, but you will need it sooner or later in the future. And those sons of courtiers may not necessarily receive the best education. In order to make it easier for my son in the future, it is better to consider the long term.
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It only took her five years in modern times to obtain the Cambridge All-round Honors Certificate, and the knowledge she received must be richer than the ideas of this country. The peaceful life she longed for can be realized here.
It is to be a role model for others.
"Really? I didn't expect Yan'er and I to have an idea together, so don't waste time." After saying that, Nangong Mo stood up and walked towards the inner room with Xia Bingyan in his arms.
Xia Bingyan was stunned, "What is this for?"
"Of course it is to create a human being, so that the queen can conceive the dragon seed as soon as possible and pass on the family line to me." He lowered his eyes and smiled evilly, and also accelerated his pace.
When Xia Bingyan woke up again, the sun was setting in the west, and the golden sunset was projected through the open window, shattering the beauty on the ground.
"Wake up." A dark, slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ears.
"Well, what time is it?" Hey, I'm still not used to ancient timetables. It would be nice to have a watch.
"Just after Shenshi, if you are hungry, ask someone to prepare a meal." He raised his hand to pick up a strand of black hair and pointed at it.
Xia Bingyan grunted, buried her cheek into the pillow, and rubbed it lazily.
"Wait a while, I'm still very tired."
In one afternoon, he tormented her for at least three rounds. This man was too ungrateful and would be exhausted sooner or later.
"We can stay here for at most half a month, and we will return to Beijing then." He held her waist, pulled her into his arms and hugged her.
"What happened?" It doesn't matter where you are, it's been long enough anyway.
"The murder of the governor in Jiangnan cannot be delayed for a long time."
She nodded silently.
Nangong Mo stood up, let him get out of bed, and put on his clothes.
"If you still want to play, I will walk around with you when I have time in the future." He opened the door and called Liu Xu and Chun Hong in to help Xia Bingyan change her clothes.
"Chunhong, can Father Li and the others get home safely?" In the afternoon, she gave each person 20 taels of silver and had someone escort them back.
"Don't worry, Madam, Commander Wei will escort you personally." Chunhong replied with a smile.
Three days later, Qi Xin came back with a lot of information.
"Back to the Queen, this is the list of contacts of dozens of officials in Qingshan City in the past two years that my slave has investigated." Qi Xin knelt down on one knee and handed her a few pieces of paper in his hand.
Xia Bingyan took it, examined it carefully, and soon frowned.
What a strange name!
"You go down and rest first."
"yes."
Sitting in the study room, she frowned and looked at the papers on the table in front of her.
"Xuanyuan Qingyang, Xuanyuan Qingyang, who is this person?"
Sometimes, a person's general information can be known through his name. Among a series of vulgar and ordinary names, such an eye-catching name suddenly appeared, and she couldn't help but become interested in the owner of this name.
Moreover, all the people this person has come into contact with are the executives, governor, and finance of Qingshan City. Is it him?
"Nangong Mo, who is Xuanyuan Qingyang?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, he looked up and saw that it was Nangong Mo.
Nangong Mo stepped forward and said, "Prince of Nanyue Kingdom, what happened?"
Prince of South Vietnam?
"Who is he?" Why did he come into contact with the Yulong officials? This should be a taboo in every historical dynasty.
"He is a very special man. He was reciting poems at the age of three and leading troops at the age of nine. He is a rare young genius in the entire Cangqiong Continent. He was named a prince by the current emperor of South Vietnam at the age of five. He is not the eldest son of the emperor yet. I also met him a few years ago.
Once you meet him, he is indeed a rare and outstanding man."
Speaking of Xuanyuan Qingyang, even Nangong Mo couldn't help but praise him.
"You know a lot about him."
"Yulong, Nanyue, and Soochow are friendly countries, and ambassadors come to pay homage every year."
I see.
She was a little more interested in this so-called prince of South Vietnam.
"Yan'er!" Nangong Mo's face turned cold. Looking at her expression, you could tell what she was thinking.