Volume 1: Return of the King, the past was just a gesture
"Qingcao, did you sleep well last night?" Zi Yingluo got up early. What happened last night bothered her the whole night. It felt so bad to be unable to sleep at night.
"Uh"! Qingcao looked at Zi Yingluo in shock, and even more moved. Although the princess used to be a nymphomaniac, she acted erratically under the protection of the queen, hitting and scolding her servants. Now, she actually cares about herself.
"Back to the princess, I'm sleeping well."
Qingcao looked at the tired-looking Zi Yingluo, stepped forward mysteriously, and asked, "Do you need me to stew a medicinal meal to replenish the princess?"
Medicinal diet? Tonic? Why does this sound so weird?
Zi Yingluo looked at Qingcao doubtfully, "It's just that I didn't sleep well, so that's not it."
"Oh, princess, overindulgence is like this."
Hearing this, the tea cup Zi Yingluo held in her hand shook. Was she overindulging? She glanced at the grass, and it seemed that Zi Yingluo's image was really deeply rooted in people's hearts. "Who is Geshu?" Zi Yingluo didn't want to continue this.
Regarding the topic of nutrition, I asked aloud.
"Princess, you have forgotten that when you accidentally fainted that day, you were knocked unconscious by Mr. Geshu. He is the princess's Six Side Lord." Even though Qingcao said it tactfully, Zi Yingluo still knew that it was the person who belonged to this body.
It must have been the fault of the previous owner. "Shoot him to death, is he as powerful in martial arts as Bai Lixuan?" Zi Yingluo asked doubtfully.
Qingcao heard the words and smiled softly. Now, she is no longer as afraid of the princess as she was before. Now she is sincerely in awe of the princess, "Princess, Mr. Geshu does not know martial arts. He is the weakest among the ten princes of the princess.
She is a perfect lady, and it was an accident to hurt the princess that day."
Hearing this, Zi Yingluo nodded slightly. "A lady?" is actually used to describe a man.
"How is he now"?
"Well, after Mr. Geshu knocked out the princess, he was imprisoned in Dali Temple by the queen."
Dali Temple? Is it that serious?
Zi Yingluo stood up and casually picked up a cloak and said, "Qingcao, follow me to Dali Temple." Dali Temple "Stop and don't look at where this is. Is it a place where you and other commoners can come at will?"
Zi Yingluo and Qing Cao were stopped by the guards of Dali Temple as soon as they arrived at the door. No wonder they couldn't recognize Zi Yingluo. In the past, Zi Yingluo was always dressed in gaudy clothes, and few people could see her true face clearly.
Very few people watch it.
"Can't I come?" Zi Yingluo asked softly to the female guard in front of her. Such a gentle and warm voice made people feel pity. If it weren't for the tall chest, she would definitely be regarded as a man.
Seeing his master's displeasure, Qingcao took a step forward and wanted to take out the token, but was stopped by Zi Yingluo calmly. It was better to keep a low profile in this crowded place.
Qingcao looked at Zi Yingluo with a puzzled look on her face. Dali Temple can't be entered just by asking. How can you enter without showing the token? Besides, the princess didn't always do this before.
Zi Yingluo raised her eyebrows and glanced at the female guard blocking her way, her eyes gradually became gentle, she looked at the female guard and said: "Get out of the way"!
What made Qing Cao Che dumbfounded was that the other party really gave way and looked respectful. In fact, Zi Yingluo didn't want to use the mind-telling technique, because every time she used it, she would hurt her heart.
After entering, Zi Yingluo did not conceal her identity and followed Qingcao around with the token, because she had to show her identity when taking Geshu away.
The journey was smooth and they walked into the dark dungeon. What came from inside was the sound of whipping and the man's forbearance. Shen Yin, a bad premonition passed through her heart. Zi Yingluo walked forward quickly, looking far away.
I heard conversations coming from inside.
"How about it, have you made up your mind whether you want to obey me or not?" It was a woman's voice, with a smooth tone.
"Bah, I won't let you succeed even if I die." The man's weak voice sounded weakly.
"I think you are shameless. Do you think you are still the lover of the nymphomaniac Eighth Princess? I don't think you want that face anymore." The woman said and raised the whip. It was obvious that she was
With great effort.
From a distance, Zi Yingluo saw the woman's whip held high, aiming at Geshu's fair and tender face. The woman's whip fell suddenly, and Qingcao felt that the strong wind in front of her eyes had passed, and Zi Yingluo's face was no longer there.
figure.
"ah"!
"Um"!
Two voices sounded at the same time. The moment Zi Yingluo rushed over, she realized that it was already too late, so she threw herself into Ge Shu's arms and gave him the disfiguring whip, while slapping the woman away.
There was no pain as expected. Geshu opened his eyes full of exhaustion, and what came into view was the woman's slightly wrinkled face. A pair of hands that were as weak and boneless as a man hugged him tightly, blocking him from the terrifying...
whip.
Looking at the man in front of her, except for his human-like face, everything else was in tatters and his body was covered with eye-catching whip marks. A rare flash of pity flashed across Zi Yingluo's face, and the man in front of her asked softly: "
Are you okay, Geshu?”
A flash of emotion flashed through Ge Shu's calm water eyes. He looked at Zi Yingluo, who was dressed in white and snowy in front of him, and asked uncertainly: "Are you a princess?" In his impression, the so-called eighth princess was simply a scoundrel.
A pervert always only cares about himself, how can he protect others, he only knows how to seek shelter under the wings of the queen.
Before Zi Yingluo could answer, the woman who had been slapped away suddenly stood up, "Who is this shameless person, how dare you ruin my good deeds? I don't know if I am the king of this Dali Temple."
Looking at the fierce look of the woman behind, and thinking of the suffering he had suffered in the past few days, Geshu trembled and shivered. Seeing this, Zi Yingluo did not dare to touch his body for fear of hurting him, so she reached out and touched his head.
, asking him to rest assured, feeling the warmth on his head, Geshu slowly calmed down, as if, as long as she was around, he would be fearless. "Don't flirt in front of Lai Niang, listen to what I have to say.
"Are you here?" the woman shouted arrogantly.
Zi Yingluo's face immediately turned cold, and there was no warmth at all. Qingcao standing behind her was secretly stunned. It seemed that someone was going to be unlucky.
"Kneel down!" Zi Yingluo said in a deep voice. The woman glanced at Zi Yingluo with disdain, her legs unconsciously knelt on the ground, with a look of horror on her face, "Witch, you witch, what are you doing to me? I
I obviously don’t want to kneel to you.” The woman tried to get up many times but to no avail.
Looking at the woman in front of them, Qingcao and Geshu both had strange expressions on their faces, and looked at the purple pearl with fluttering clothes in confusion.
"Qingcao, I'll leave this scum to you. Investigate all the cases she committed, and then kill her."
Seeing Zi Yingluo's resolute look, Qingcao felt her blood boil all over her body. She had long wanted to show her ambition, but unfortunately her master was an incompetent person. But now, she can actually realize her ambition. Qingcao stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.
He said: "Yes, princess, I will fulfill my duty as a servant."
Seeing Qingcao's excitement, Zi Yingluo smiled leisurely and said, "I'll call you my subordinate from now on."
However, the face of the woman kneeling beside her was already livid. She was actually a princess. She was so frightened that she could not speak until she was dragged away by the grass.
"Let's go"! Zi Yingluo pulled Geshu, but Geshu stood there, looking at Zi Yingluo pitifully with a pair of watery eyes, "Princess, are you really a princess?"
"Um"!
The moment Zi Yingluo nodded, Geshu almost fell to the ground. He had a little hope that the woman in front of him just looked like the princess, but he didn't expect that she was actually a princess.
Seeing the man stumbling out of her arms, Zi Yingluo put her hands on her forehead. She seriously suspected that she was here to clean up the mess for the original Zi Yingluo.