"Zitong remembers it!" Zitong agreed with a smile.
Although she already knew this, she could see that Zi Qiong was sincerely teaching her.
In addition to teaching her martial arts, he was also teaching her how to be a human being, how to deal with things, how to respond... She couldn't live up to that feeling.
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
On another avenue, another team of carriages and horses was walking.
The carriages and horses mentioned above are exactly the fleet of the Lan family.
In the carriage behind, Lan Yu's body was lying across the carriage. Her eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness.
Lan Yun sat next to her, his face pale, but he did not cry. Regarding the death of his sister, Lan Yun was more worried than sad at the moment.
She was able to join the Lan family because of Lan Yu's recommendation. Now that Lan Yu has caused so much trouble to the Lan family and she is dead, will the Lan family still treat her as before?
Poor Lan Yu, all this was just to stand up for his sister, but now he even risked his life, but he didn't even get a few tears from his sister.
Ahead, in another carriage, Lance had a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
"Give me a reason!" He made arrangements without his permission. His son's behavior made Lance very unhappy. "You will be the head of the Lan family in the future. How could you reveal such a trivial matter?"
A big mess?"
"Dad!" Lan Sheng looked a little aggrieved, "Do you know who snatched the Jiu Xing Cailian?"
Lan Sheng nodded angrily, "Yes, it's her. If she hadn't been the one who got in the way, the Nine-Star Colorful Lotus would have been in his son's pocket."
"No wonder that old guy Zi Qiong is so arrogant. It seems that he wants to use Zi Tong to revive the power of the Zi family." Lance snorted coldly, with a sinister look on his handsome face, "Zi Qiong, you...
…Don’t even think about it!”
Lan Sheng sneered, "That's natural!"
He had made sufficient preparations for this royal summit. Even if Zi Tong ate the Nine-Star Color Lotus, he would not be his opponent.
A night of silence.
In the blink of an eye, it was already early morning the next day.
Northwest of Tianji City, the Tianji Camp campus not far from the imperial palace is already crowded with people.
In the middle of the school grounds, there is a foot-high stone platform, all made of the strongest obsidian, specially built for the annual royal summit.
There are four stands around the high platform.
Of course, ordinary people have no chance to sit in these stands. They are all reserved for the rich and powerful. People who want to watch the excitement can only stand in the audience and watch.
As the sun rises, people from various cities and sects also arrive one after another.
The Chi family of Scarlet Yao City, the Meng family of Orange Yao City, the Huang family of Huang Yao City, the Mu family of Green Yao City, Shen Qingshu, deputy head of Biyun Sect, and Mo Wu, the head of Xuanwu Hall... all took their seats separately.
"Look, people from the Zi family are coming!"
The Zi family's carriage stopped outside the venue, immediately causing quite a commotion.
The news of the palace night banquet yesterday has spread throughout the capital, and everyone is also curious about what this young girl who has just emerged from Zi Yao City looks like.
With everyone's attention, Zi Tu opened the door, Zi Qiong got out of the carriage, and Zi Tong followed him and walked out of the carriage.
She is dressed in a moon-white dress, with a head full of black silk tied back casually with a ribbon. There is no extra decoration on Zi Tong's body, and her face without any makeup is as clear and beautiful as the bright moon in the night sky.