When he returned to Shuiyue Pavilion, Zhuge Mingkong was already lying on Rong Yu's back and fell asleep. When he opened the door, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but muttered: "Rong Yu, carry me to the bed.
I want to sleep."
As soon as she finished speaking, a shallow laugh came from the room. She was stunned for a moment, then raised her face from Rong Yu's back, and saw that her room was full of people. The room was originally very big, but there were
After seeing these people, it seemed a little crowded.
"Why are you all here?" Zhuge Mingkong looked at the people in the room with some confusion.
Lan Yu, and four people she didn't know. No, they had met once before. Those four people were the four people she met at the Daughter's Day, Chess Saint Luo Shuzhi, Book Saint Li Xu, Qin Saint
Qin Youya and the painting sage Wang Yingming.
There were more than twenty people in her room, and it looked like they were waiting for them.
Tilting his head slightly, Zhuge Mingkong looked at Rong Yu and said, "Did you ask them to come?"
"Yes!" Rong Yu nodded lightly, and then put Zhuge Mingkong down. He had just fallen asleep, and now Zhuge Mingkong was a little unsteady. She leaned against Rong Yu and said with some dissatisfaction.
: "Let them go. I'll talk about something tomorrow. I'm so tired."
"It is said that no matter how strong a woman is, she will become gentle in front of the man she likes, but you can't be too partial, Master!" Zi sat on the kang bed and was playing chess with Ang Nuan, who was sitting in Shu
On Si's lap, the two people looked particularly close.
Upon hearing Zi's words, Zhuge Mingkong immediately picked up the teapot on the table and smashed it directly.
"Don't show off your rhetoric here." Zhuge Mingkong said unhappily.
Zi reached out and grabbed the teapot and placed it on the kang bed. Then she dropped the teapot on the chessboard and said with a slight smile: "We were all called by your King Anling. There is also a Buddha face even if there is no monk face. Just be gentle."
After all, there are still people we don’t know!”
Hearing Zi's words, Zhuge Mingkong's eyes flashed across Luo Shuzhi and the others, then turned to Rong Yu and asked, "What did you ask them to do?"
Rong Yu smiled silently and pulled her to sit down. Then he walked around the more than 20 people in the room with a warm smile on his lips. Then he looked at Zhuge Mingkong again and said, "Layout."
Hearing these two words, Zhuge Minggong's eyes darkened slightly, and her beautiful face lost the casualness and anger just now. She was silent for a moment, and then said: "We called them all here, what are you going to do?
Game?"
"I'll tell you later. Now I want to tell you something." Rong Yuqing smiled lightly, his eyes calm.
Zhuge Mingkong looked at him seriously, then smiled softly and said, "What's the matter?"
"Leave them all to me for now." Rong Yu said calmly. Although he didn't name anyone, everyone understood.
The people he was talking about were all the people under Zhuge Mingkong.
As soon as these words came out, Mo Yi immediately resisted: "Zhuge Mingkong, how dare you!"
He wishes he could stay away from Rong Yu, let alone follow him. This is something that could cost him his life, and he doesn't want it!
At this time, Zhuge Mingkong glanced at Mo Yi lightly and said coldly: "Shut up."
There was a coldness and indifference that rarely appeared in his eyes. Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, then fell silent and stopped talking.
Others in the room were also speechless. They had followed Zhuge Mingkong for a long time, but it was rare to see her looking at them with such a cold gaze. It was as if they were strangers.
Silence, a strange silence. But in this silence, Zi and Ang Nuanluozi's voices clearly echoed in the room.
I don't know how much time passed, but after Zi Youran dropped the ball, he laughed out loud and said, "I wonder what Prince Anling wants me to do when he wants me to wait for these people? If it's for the owner of the village, I can take this life for you at any time."
After Zi's words fell, Shuji hugged An Nuan's waist even more tightly and said with a smile: "Yes, as long as it's for Xiao Tou, I don't mind taking this life, but after I die, Nuan Nuan is not allowed to remarry."
"I won't remarry." Ang Nuan replied with a slight smile.
Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile after listening to Zi's words. These three people were indeed the people who spent the most time with her, and their casual and uninhibited postures really looked like her. Looking around the other people in the room, Zhuge Mingkong said calmly.
Said: "Rong Yu is the person I want to entrust for the rest of my life. You are my subordinates. If you can't obey Rong Yu, you can escape from my hands. Although you can just use spiritual skills now, I can also make you free from any worries.
Hang up and leave.”
No worries, these four words mean to forget everything.
Zhuge Mingkong can let any of them go, but he must not let them remember anything. After all, she does not want to have any impact on herself because of her former subordinates.
"It doesn't matter the four of us. Anyway, it's not like we haven't done anything for the prince before." Fenglan smiled slightly, and his handsome and cold face seemed to soften a lot.
"Indeed, we will never disobey what the master says." Bei Mingchen replied with a smile that was far-reaching.
Feng Qitong also smiled faintly, extremely enchantingly: "Well, the master gave me this life. Even if I die now, I will do it immediately, not to mention that I am just obeying the prince's words."
"Actually, I have always wanted to get rid of you." Yeyu Lanfeng looked at Feng Qitong, with a hint of teasing in his gentle eyes.
Feng Qitong immediately struck her with a palm. Yeyu Lanfeng quickly grabbed her wrist, and gently touched her face with his other hand, praising: "It feels so comfortable to touch."
Looking at his group of subordinates, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but sigh. Every one of them was indeed one of a million talents, but he didn't know if they all followed her, they were very carefree and unrestrained.
At this time, she looked at Rong Yu, smiled slightly and said, "Except Annuan, I'll give you everything."
Upon hearing this, Ang Nuan immediately looked at the other people and said with a smile: "Did you hear that? This is the charm."
"The charm of cooking and laundry." Zi smiled, with a far-reaching gaze.
"Then it's better than just playing the piano every day and pretending to be aloof." Ang Nuan pushed back.
"That's not my loftiness, it's my temperament."
"It's almost shameless."
Listening to the conversation between Ang Nuan and Zi, Zhuge Mingkong patted the table and said: "Shut up."
Annuan and Zi immediately shut up. At this time, Rong Yu looked at Zhuge Mingkong's men, first stopping at Zi's face, and then said: "Feng Zichen, you go back to Zichen Kingdom and take back your position as crown prince.
"
Hearing this, Zi's face stiffened, and the people around looked at Zi in surprise. Although these people knew Zi, familiar or unfamiliar, even Annuan and Shuji didn't know Zi's true identity. Now all of a sudden
Hearing Rong Yu speak like this, everyone suddenly didn't know what to think of Feng Zichen.
Prince Zichen, a young talented man, although not as elegant as Rong Yu four years ago and Feng Feitian four years later, he was once a popular person. But who could have thought of Feng Zichen and Mr. Qin Sha now?
?
"Prince Anling, let me ask you, is this for Zhuge Mingkong?" Zi did not refuse or nod, but asked slightly.
"Yes." Rong Yu only answered him in one word.
Zi suddenly smiled, his handsome face looked like the breeze blowing through the flowers, beautiful and gentle, his eyes calmly moved to Zhuge Mingkong, smiled and said: "After I leave, take care of yourself. If you have time,
I will come back to practice some moves with you."
"Well, be careful." Zhuge Mingkong smiled softly, then his eyes darkened, he looked at Wen Ran and ordered: "Select the ten most outstanding people from the shadow agents for Zi."
"It's Miss.!" Wen Ran nodded.
At this time, Zhuge Mingkong looked at Zi again, and then said: "Zi, take Rouze over, I want you to marry her."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zi's face froze for a moment. He looked at Zhuge Mingkong, with an unspeakable smile in his dark eyes: "Okay, if you ask me to marry you, I will marry you."
"Treat her well, she is a good girl." Zhuge Mingkong smiled faintly, and then her smile deepened: "If you still don't have any affection after getting along with Rouze for a while, you don't have to marry her, but you must not
Like what I said last time, live a lonely life. After people let go, they will find that both the sky and the road ahead will become broader."
Zhuge Mingkong's words made Zi silent for a moment. He quickly nodded and said: "I am not a persistent person. I naturally know what I should do now and what I should do in the future."
"Um!"
After Zhuge Mingkong's voice fell, Rong Yu glanced at Zi with a far-reaching gaze. Then, his eyes fell on the people in front of him and said warmly: "Xue Conzhi, Jun Moyi, Ye Wenyu, Zong Zhengguang, Yuexia,
Ying Xiaofeng, the six of you will return to the Zongzheng clan, and except for Zongzheng Guang, the others will try their best to become the heads of each family."
As soon as Rong Yu said these words, not to mention anyone else, even Zhuge Mingkong was stunned for a moment. She looked at Cong Zhi in disbelief, Mo Yi, and Wen Ran Wen Yu then asked aloud: "Are you a sect?"
A member of the political clan?"
The expressions of the four people changed at the same time, with an indescribable depth. Then the four of them knelt on the ground together. Wen Ran spoke first: "Miss, I'm sorry, we are from the Zongzheng clan, and we have always been
I don’t dare to tell you because I’m afraid you won’t want us.”
"The four of us came out of Jinghua Shuiyue together to play, but we had an accident and were rescued by the young lady. We originally wanted to go back to Jinghua Shuiyue, but we liked staying by your side very much, so we agreed to stay with you forever." Wen.
Jade then spoke, with an indescribable sigh and calmness in her voice.
Mo Yi and Cong Zhijing looked at Zhuge Mingkong, and surprisingly they didn't say anything.
Looking at the four people in front of him, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but think of the scene when he rescued them, and the scenes of bickering with Mo Yicongzhi in the past four years. One scene after another happened, and suddenly she couldn't help but think of...