Because in Qi Ping's view, Dongfang Lian is really not worthy of their highness doing this.
"Your Highness..."
Qi Ping looked at Long Qijin with his eyes... In fact, given Qi Ping's loyalty, even if Long Qijin wanted him to go to hell, he would definitely do it as long as Long Qijin gave the order.
But Qi Ping still hopes that the Seventh Prince's Palace will not start a fight with the Taiwei's Palace. With such an obvious killing, their Seventh Prince's Palace will have more enemies.
How could Long Qijin not understand something that even Qi Ping wanted to achieve?
Long Qijin stared at Dongfang Lian closely.
He knew that if he let Dongfang Lian leave this time, the relationship between him and her would definitely be over.
But if he forces her to stay, her heart will not be his.
Maybe, that's all.
For the sake of a woman whose heart is not on your side, why should you sacrifice your hopes?
He needs Juncheng, and even more, he needs a vote of people loyal to him.
His cronies cannot disappoint them.
"Ouyang Xiu, let's go. Dongfang Lian, don't let me see you from now on."
Long Qijin suppressed all his emotions and turned around forcefully.
Dongfang Lian didn't say a word, just glared at Jun Cheng who was seeking death, and then left with Ouyang Xiu.
She will definitely repay the humiliation she suffered today, Juncheng... Just wait, I will definitely become the strongest in the shortest possible time!
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On the carriage.
Ouyang Xiu did not dare to speak to Dongfang Lian, because Dongfang Lian's face looked terrible and frosty at the moment.
"Xiu, find me a quiet place, I want to...retreat." Dongfang Lian decided.
To deal with someone like Juncheng, no matter how many first-level killers she hired, they probably wouldn't be able to kill him.
And he has silver hair, which is a sign, and he is a member of the Nalan family. He must have practiced spiritual arts in ancient relics. And having hair like snow is a sign of an eighth-level spiritual master.
Ancient spiritual arts are divided into twelve levels, with levels one to three being the primary level.
After the fourth level, it is the intermediate level. After the seventh level, it is the advanced level.
As for those who have entered the eighth level, in addition to possessing the ability to move at extremely fast speeds, as if they were disappearing in the air, there is another sign that they have hair as thick as snow.
That's because at this stage, your body has reached its limit due to spiritual magic, and your hair will turn white.
Only when you reach the tenth level will your hair return to its original black color. Because those who enter the tenth level are in another transcendent realm.
Juncheng's hair is like snow, no matter what, it is still at the eighth level.
Ancient spiritual arts require extremely strong comprehension ability. Dongfang Lian has been studying it for so long, but she has only reached the fifth level. Both her speed and martial arts are far behind Juncheng.
The enemy is so powerful, her only way is to become stronger than him.
She must concentrate on her retreat. Only in retreat can she achieve a breakthrough in a short period of time.
Ouyang Xiu glanced at her and didn't ask her why, but just replied, "Okay..."
Ouyang Xiu brought Dongfang Lian back to the Taiwei Mansion, his own courtyard, Zhuyaxuan.
Zhuyaxuan is just like Ouyang Xiu himself, as elegant as bamboo.
There are many green plants here, especially the beautiful bamboo forest with dense branches and leaves. When the breeze passes, the bamboo leaves sway, creating a poetic and picturesque artistic conception.
Ouyang Xiu introduced Dongfang Lian into his room, took her hand and walked towards the bed...
Dongfang Lian glanced at him.
Of course she wouldn't think that he wanted to take a woman to bed like other disgusting men. She was just guessing, could there be some secret in his bed?