In the "Wendao Inn" outside the mountain gate of Wendao Academy, Zhu Cong and Ran Sujuan were sitting opposite each other.
"Miss Ran, thank you for staying with me today." Zhu Cong glanced over and saw that Ran Sujuan didn't notice her little move. He raised the wine glass with his right hand and said loudly, "We say goodbye today and I don't know if we will see you again. Zhu Cong respects
One drink for you."
"Why did scholar Zhu say this? Qixing Pavilion and Wendao Academy are both holy places. Even if you can't get married to Xiaojie, if you come to discuss knowledge, the academy will definitely greet you." Ran Sujuan raised her glass with her hands and raised her hand to Zhu.
Cong touched the wine glass in his hand lightly and drank it down in one gulp.
There was a faint smell of something different from the aroma of wine floating in the cup, but it was ignored by Ran Sujuan, who was already tipsy.
Zhu Cong stood up, filled the wine glass for her very attentively, and toasted again.
Although Ran Sujuan had no good impression of Zhu Cong, she still acted very polite and friendly when they parted. The two continued to exchange glasses for a while, and she gradually felt a little dizzy.
Why does this wine feel so much stronger than usual?
She only said that the wine was very strong, so she did not doubt that he was there.
After all, there were outsiders present, so Ran Sujuan did not want to show her ugly appearance after being drunk, and quickly used her spiritual power to try to dispel the drunkenness.
Unexpectedly, the spiritual power of the Heavenly Wheel, which had always been like an arm and a finger, disappeared without a trace as if it had never existed at this moment.
Ran Sujuan was startled. She didn't bother to say hello to Zhu Cong. She stood up suddenly and wanted to turn around and leave. This place was not far from the mountain gate of Wendao Academy. She believed that as long as she found Old Master Liu who was guarding the mountain gate, she would be able to see the abnormality in her body.
It will be solved easily.
However, as soon as she stood up, she felt a strong sense of dizziness. Her delicate body swayed, and the majestic Heavenly Wheel cultivator almost lost her balance.
"Miss Ran, are you okay?" Zhu Cong stood up, reached out to support her, and asked with concern, "Did you drink too much?"
"I..." Ran Sujuan opened her lips slightly, and when she was about to explain, she felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, her limbs were sore and weak, her breath was like blue, but she could no longer speak.
"It seems you drank too much. Let me help you go up and rest for a while." Zhu Cong held Ran Sujuan's arm with his left hand, and wrapped his right hand around her slender waist from behind. He helped her leave her seat very considerately and walked toward the stairs.
Walk slowly towards your guest room.
Ran Sujuan knew that it was very inappropriate for a young woman waiting to be married to go into a man's guest room, but she couldn't even say a word. She couldn't refuse even if she wanted to, so she could only let Zhu Cong half-support and half-carry him in.
In the room.
It was not that there were no guests in the lobby downstairs who saw Zhu Cong's behavior. Just because the two of them were exchanging glasses of wine a moment ago, they were regarded as a couple in love, which did not arouse any suspicion. Some guests even smiled knowingly.
, extremely envious of Zhu Cong’s beauty.
Entering the guest room, Zhu Cong helped Ran Sujuan lie down on the bed, turned back and closed the door, then turned to stare at her carefully.
I saw this beauty in white clothes from Wen Dao Academy slumped on the bed, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, her bright lips exhaling slightly, her plump chest rising and falling, she had completely lost consciousness, like a weak
Lambs, ready to be slaughtered.
His eyes wandered back and forth on Ran Sujuan's pretty face and exquisite curves, and Zhu Cong couldn't help but think of Ning Jie's stunning face.
The white shirts worn by the two women were of the same style. At this moment, the images of Ning Jie and Ran Sujuan gradually overlapped in Zhu Cong's mind. A wave of drunkenness hit him. He felt his heart was on fire and his blood was tingling. He could no longer bear it and took three steps together.
He took two steps to the bed and sat down.
Since I can't get Miss Ning, I'll use you to relieve my boredom.
Zhu Cong caressed Ran Sujuan's tender cheek with his left hand, grabbed the ribbon wrapped around her waist with his right hand, and gently pulled it aside, watching the knot of the ribbon slowly unwind...
The sky was as clear as a piece of blue paper, with a few thin white clouds floating lazily in the wind as if they had been melted by the blazing sunshine.
On the open space in the courtyard of the Nangong family, two young girls, one red and one green, were fighting with each other with swords. From time to time, there were spectacular scenes of spiritual power taking shape in the air. They were both high-ranking Tianlun-level people.
Practitioner.
These two girls are naturally Liu Qiqi and Zheng Yueting who came to the Imperial Capital from Piaohua Palace.
Zheng Yueting, who had always been focused on fighting, seemed a little absent-minded for some reason, her eyes glancing upward from time to time.
On the rooftop in the distance, Zhong Wen and Leng Wushuang were sitting side by side, holding hands and whispering.
Zhong Wen had a naughty smile on his face, and he didn't know what he said, which made Leng Wushuang's face turn red. He covered his mouth and laughed, and even the excitement in his chest trembled.
"Ding!"
The two of them rolled and fought dozens of moves. Zheng Yueting made an accident and the lancet flew out of her hand and fell far away on the ground. The long sword in Liu Qiqi's hand shook and stopped at her throat.
"No more practice, no more practice." Liu Qiqi put her sword back into its sheath and pouted, "You haven't been paying attention these past two days. It's no fun to fight at all."
"I'm sorry, I, I've been feeling a little unwell these past two days." Zheng Yueting said with a hint of embarrassment.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Liu Qiqi asked with concern, "Would you like Zhong Wen to help you take a look?"
"No, no need." Hearing Liu Qiqi mention Zhong Wen, Zheng Yueting's face turned red and she waved her hands repeatedly, "You should be fine after just two days of rest. Don't bother him."
"That's good, you should take care of your health." Liu Qiqi said with a hint of excitement in her tone, "The decisive battle is about to begin. If something goes wrong with your body at this time and you miss the battle with the Xiao family, it would be a pity."
"Well, I don't have to." Zheng Yueting nodded, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at the two figures on the roof in the distance, her brows furrowed, as if she was troubled by something.
In the corridor not far away, five stunning beauties, Lin Zhiyun, Nangong Ling, Ye Qinglian, Shangguan Mingyue and Li Yiru, were sitting on the stone benches on the eaves of the corridor, chatting happily.
"Yi Ru, does your Majesty know?" Nangong Ling changed into a light pink dress, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she looked even more charming.
"I made a special trip to the palace yesterday to see my father." Li Yiru frowned slightly and said, "My father listened to your conjecture, sister, and just nodded, but there was no other response. I don't know if I believe it or not."
"It is natural that your majesty would not believe the random speculations of a little girl like me." Nangong Ling smiled slightly, not angry, "It is enough to make him wary."
"Ling'er, will Xiao Qing really take action?" Lin Zhiyun asked puzzledly, "Without the support of the Dark Temple, the Xiao family's strength has been greatly damaged. Isn't it time to hide one's strength and bide its time?"
"Master, with the support of the Dark Temple and the Nangong family, the Xiao family is far more powerful than the royal family. They only need to slowly encroach on the Li family. Within a year or two, they will be able to take over the entire country without any bloodshed." Nangong Ling He shook his head and said, "Now that the Dark Temple has withdrawn from Daqian, and the Nangong family is under my control again, the Xiao family has lost its absolute advantage. If it continues like this, even when Xiao Qing dies, it may not be able to overthrow the Li family's regime."
She paused and then continued her analysis: "Furthermore, Xiao Qing was able to connect so many forces, and he probably promised to provide them with various benefits after he ascended the throne. If he fails to win the throne, I am afraid that this alliance will not last long. Xiao Qing's vision is that unless he gives up the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, he will definitely use thunderous means to give it a try while the alliance is still close."
"Sister's vision, Yiru has always been convincing." Li Yiru's eyes were full of worry, "But if the father is unmoved, what should we do?"
"His Majesty has been in power for many years and has rich experience. Even if he cannot fully believe it, he will never be undefended." Nangong Ling seemed to have a good understanding of the emperor's character. "It's just that the strength in Xiao Qing's hands is too strong. At that time, It is difficult to predict who will win and who will lose, so we should prepare early, which is why I have invited you here today."
"Sister Nangong, daddy is collecting information from everywhere and can't get away. I will be in charge of Shengyu Trading Company for the time being." After the battle in Fufeng City, Shangguan Mingyue and Nangong Ling had settled their old feud, and now they call each other affectionately. Here comes "sister".
"It's the same thing when Miss Mingyue comes." Nangong Ling said with a smile, "In addition to Shengyu Trading Company and Princess Mansion, I also invited several guests, who must be arriving soon."
"Miss Ling'er, no, you should change your name to the head of the Nangong family."
A tall figure walked in from outside the door. He was about thirty years old. He was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. He had a gentle smile on his face. The hem of his white gown was fluttering in the wind. There was a delicate hand hanging around his waist. The sword is none other than Prince Wu Li Qing.
Following closely behind him was the hot and charming girl in red, Suzaku.
"I have met Prince Wu." Nangong Ling met Li Qing, stood up, knelt down and gave a salute, "I have been helped by the prince a few days ago, and I am very grateful."
"I never expected that the girl could actually win the position of the head of the family. It is really a big surprise." Li Qing said sincerely.
The Nangong family has great influence in the imperial capital, and the previous head of the family, Nangong Tianxing, was close to the Xiao family. At this time, Nangong Ling was suddenly replaced as the head of the family. For the Li royal family, it was a great joy.
"Brother Emperor, has Uncle Li ever found Feifei's whereabouts?" Li Yiru couldn't help but ask, "That day I was worried about Brother Emperor's safety, so I was too indifferent to Feifei. Now that I think about it, she was just deceived. In fact,
It's very pitiful. If there are any shortcomings because of this, I really don't know how to face the emperor's uncle."
"The emperor's uncle and my people have searched the entire imperial capital, but we still haven't found any trace of her." Li Qing shook his head helplessly, "I have sent people to investigate around the imperial capital. I hope there will be good news."
He was also very anxious when Li Xuefei disappeared, and his hatred for Xiao Qingqing inevitably deepened.
"Brother Qing, long time no see."
"Brother Zhong Wen." Li Qing turned his head and saw Zhong Wen standing in the yard with a smile, followed by a young beauty in an orange coat.
Li Qing felt a faint sense of threat from that beautiful woman. He knew that the strength of the other party was not inferior to his own, so he was secretly surprised.
The two were about to exchange a few words when they saw a beautiful white figure suddenly descending from the sky, its lotus feet lightly touching the ground, its figure was as graceful as a fairy, and it was so beautiful.
"Sister Junyi!" As soon as Zhong Wen saw Shangguan Junyi, he hurriedly rushed forward, having forgotten all about "Brother Qing".
"Little rascal, you were eating, drinking and having fun in the imperial capital, but your sister broke her leg." Shangguan Junyi pretended to be angry, but there was endless tenderness in her eyes, "Tell me, how can I compensate my sister?"
"My sister has worked so hard, and I can't repay you for it." Zhong Wen didn't care about the eyes of everyone, he stepped forward and hugged her, jokingly saying, "I can only promise you with my body and let you pick it. As the saying goes, the silkworms will die when they die."
When it is done, the wax torch turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry up. Even if the elder sister squeezes it dry, the younger brother will still enjoy it with joy and have no regrets..."
"Fuck you, who wants to pick you!" Shangguan Junyi blushed and patted him gently, but her hand was limp and without any strength.
"Brother Zhong Wen, it turns out you are here too..." The speaker was Sun Wuwei, the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion who had just entered the courtyard.
Following closely behind him were Xue Pingxi, the eldest son of the "General Pingxi" family, "Dragon Broken Blade", Zeng Xiaoxian, the third son of the "Midnight General" family, and the two brothers Lin Chaofeng and Lin Chaoge.
Changsun Wuwei stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. The young masters looked at Lin Zhiyun, Nangong Ling, Shangguan Mingyue and others on the side of the corridor, and then at Shangguan Junyi, Leng Wushuang and Liu Qiqi in the yard.
All the girls felt that all the beauty in the world was gathered in this courtyard. Except for Brother Lin Chao, who had been to Qingfeng Mountain, the rest of them were dumbfounded, salivating at the corners of their mouths, and their minds couldn't turn around for a while.
"Xiao...Xiao Lin, are we in fairyland?" Zeng Xiaoxian stammered.
"Maybe, otherwise where would there be so many fairies?" Brother Lin Chao's eyes were squinting as he glanced back and forth at the beauties with a look of dementia on his face.
"Zhong, Zhong Wen once said that he comes from a sect composed entirely of women. Could it be that..." Changsun Wuwei was in slightly better condition than the two of them. He still had the ability to think, but his speech was far less fluent than usual.
"Distinguished guests, please come and take a seat in the room." Nangong Ling's pair of peerless beautiful eyes swept over everyone one by one, and whispered softly, "Everyone has arrived, let's get started."
"Sister Nangong, it seems Shu Yun hasn't arrived yet." Zhong Wen looked at Zhang Sun Wuwei and others and found that a good friend was missing.
"I didn't invite him." Nangong Ling smiled mysteriously, moved his jade feet, turned around and stepped into the main building.