The woman noticed the change in her breath, turned around, and revealed a stunning face. It was none other than the world-famous flute artist Shi Qingxuan.
"Qingxuan meets the Emperor."
When Shi Qingxuan saw him, her face changed slightly and her pupils flickered a little. But she soon calmed down and stood up to salute.
The sound of round and round beads, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate, adds a bit of attraction.
"Has Qingxuan's nose recovered? Finally you don't want to scare people with the mask Lu Miaozi gave you." Wang Jian waved her hand, came to her and looked at this beautiful face, "This way it looks even more perfect!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty!"
Shi Qingxuan was calm and composed, as if Wang Jian, who was very close at hand, was still a few meters away, which was a normal distance.
However, there was still a hint of panic in her eyes.
Wang Jian was curious: "Why do Qingxuan dare to come to me? Aren't you afraid that I will do something wrong to you?"
"The emperor is very powerful, so what will happen even if Qingxuan is not here?"
Although Shi Qingxuan was still very calm, her tone was still a little depressed, and her eyes were still a little angry.
Apparently he blamed Wang Jian for being shameless and set her as a target, which put her under great pressure.
"Qingxuan is too worried. Although I love Qingxuan very much, I never thought of forcing you."
Shi Qingxuan's "I don't know much, please don't lie to me" expression made Wang Jian very embarrassed.
But he really never thought about forcing others. Even if he did it on the day of Wang Tong's birthday banquet, he never thought about forcing him.
Shi Qingxuan and Huanwan are different in his heart and cannot be compared to others.
Just like every teenager has a goddess in his heart, even if other women have better looks and better temperament, they still cannot be compared. They can get along with each other casually and do whatever they want, but when facing the goddess, they speak with trepidation and don't even dare to touch her.
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Of course Wang Jian couldn't reach such a strong point, but in his heart he didn't want to hurt them.
Just like Wenwen, he hadn't touched anyone in the several days he'd been on the boat, not even touching anyone.
"Qingxuan is grateful for the Emperor's kindness. This time, I hope the Emperor can hand over the Evil Emperor's relic to my father...Shi Zhixuan."
Wang Jian was speechless, looked at Shi Qingxuan blankly, and sighed.
Shi Qingxuan saw his expression was different and thought it was because he was unwilling.
She hesitated, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Qingxuan is willing to pay any price."
"Qingxuan, why are you bothering? I remember that you are full of hatred for Shi Zhixuan, why should you pay such a huge price for him? After all, this is a lifetime."
"Qingxuan's life was given to him. Besides, as His Majesty said, my mother's death had nothing to do with him."
The last conversation between Wang Jian and Shi Zhixuan had a huge impact on Shi Qingxuan.
She has always thought that Bi Xiuxin was killed by Shi Zhixuan, so she has always hated Shi Zhixuan.
Their conversation made Shi Qingxuan suspect that she was an exquisite and transparent person. She used to avoid thinking because of hatred, but now that she thinks about it, she also sees some problems.
After verification, I became even more suspicious.
It is precisely because of this that as much hatred as there was back then, there will be so much guilt afterwards.
But she and Shi Zhixuan had been indifferent for more than ten years, how could they change all of a sudden, not to mention that she was not used to it.
I simply passed through Yangzhou this time and heard Wang Jian's unparalleled strength. I was in a trance and finally made a decision that I might regret for the rest of my life.
Wang Jian sighed: "Qingxuan came too late, I regret it."
When Shi Qingxuan saw him saying this, she instinctively felt bad: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
"Hey, I was thinking that the evil king is actually my father-in-law."
Even Shi Qingxuan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he said this.
Sure enough, no matter how nice the words of this foolish king were, he still had no intention of letting him go.
"If I had known that Qingxuan would take the initiative to come to the door, I would not regret it as much as I do now. Unfortunately, I have already told the Evil Emperor the whereabouts of the Evil Emperor's relics." Wang Jian stared at Shi Qingxuan's beautiful face, that indifferent and peaceful expression
Temperament, I felt extremely regretful, "If I had known this, why would I bother to ask more questions? I might as well eat Qingxuan first. It's a pity that I can't be hard-hearted now."
Shi Qingxuan was dumbfounded, and her dumb expression looked even more adorable.
At that time, Shi Feixuan's peaceful temperament was an act, condensed from years of brainwashing. It always gave people a frivolous feeling, like a fairy, dreamlike, and difficult to capture.
Then Shi Qingxuan's tranquility is real. Although she is beautiful, she is standing there very real, and everyone can see it.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean by your Majesty, my father has obtained the evil emperor's relics?"
"I don't know if the Evil King has obtained it, but I have informed him of the specific location. I think it's time to look for it now."
"Why is the emperor like this?"
Shi Qingxuan asked subconsciously, and soon her pretty face turned red.
Sure enough, Wang Jian looked at her affectionately; "He is Qingxuan's father, so naturally I am humble to him in every possible way."
Shi Qingxuan was disturbed by the sight of the Evil Emperor's relics, which were so precious, and the Evil Emperor had confronted Wang Jian several times. But from the information obtained now, it was enough to understand that Wang Jian's strength was definitely beyond people's imagination.
Although she had some understanding of Shi Zhixuan's strength, Shi Qingxuan did not think that the other party could beat Wang Jian.
But in both the assassination and the confrontation, the evil king was still alive. If there was no deliberate concession from Wang Jian, even a fool would not believe it.
Shi Qingxuan couldn't help but attribute all of this to her, and it was precisely because of this that she became even more uneasy.
"It's a pity that the deal made by Qingxuan has not been established. I regret that I asked more questions." Wang Jian shook his head and lamented, "Qingxuan can go back, so I will leave first."
"Your Majesty, stay here."
Wang Jian turned back and looked at her passionately: "Qingxuan wants me to be your guest? That's fine, I won't be polite."
"The Emperor respects himself! Qingxuan is grateful for what the Emperor has done and has nothing to repay. She can only play the flute, hoping to wash away the Emperor's dirty mind."
Shi Qingxuan was grateful and moved. An emperor did these things without asking for anything in return. This kind of dedication was indeed touching.
Different identities, the same efforts for the same things, the impact will naturally be different.
But in her heart, she was also angry that Wang Jian was too lustful. She kept talking about "eating", which was so shameless. Is this all the brains of his idiot?
Therefore, she mocked without politeness and vented her dissatisfaction.
So what if Wang Jian is offended? At most, it's just as good as the preparations from the beginning.
Wang Jian was speechless and choked: "Qingxuan, this is not about silver filth, but a matter of human ethics. You still haven't grasped the essence of things!"
Shi Qingxuan rolled her eyes at him and did not answer. Instead, she took out her jade flute and started playing.
The beautiful melody spread and enveloped the inner hall of Daye Hall. Wang Jian quickly calmed down, closed his eyes and listened intently. Just as Shi Qingxuan said, his mind seemed to have been baptized and was at peace.