"Since Emperor Ling feels embarrassed, there is no need, if you really want to reward me with something, why don't you give me the title of Princess of the Spirit Underworld?"

“……”

The ministers felt that Emperor Ling had met an opponent today, and this woman's dance could make it difficult for Emperor Ling to ride a tiger, not only losing face, but also having to make a foreign woman the princess of his country.

Emperor Ling's mind turned, "Okay, since it is his request, I will definitely try my best to meet it." I will issue a holy decree in a few days, and I will reward you with a courtyard, so you can temporarily live in Xiangwang's Mansion now! ”

"Thank you, Emperor Ling."

Qi Gege bent down slightly, thanking him.

"Murong Xiang, what do you think of this woman?"

Ellinger felt that this woman was definitely not a simple character.

"This woman is indeed intelligent."

He really wasn't lying, this woman was not only open-minded, but also open-minded.

"And how are you going to get your hands on her?"

Ellinger looked at him with her face in her hands, her fingers still tapping on her cheeks.

"Why should I get her? My Ling'er. ”

Murong Xiang turned his head and looked at her with an expression.

“……”

When did he become like this!

She had nothing to say.

Zhuang Rou's mind is getting more and more confused, she was actually snatched a step ahead, originally this honor was her own, but now she was snatched away by others!

She clenched her hands indignantly, if it weren't for Zhuang Mu beside her, she would have rushed out to show it, she was confident that her dancing style was no worse than hers.

"Rouer ......"

Zhuang Mu gritted his teeth and spit out two words from his mouth.

This daughter of his, so strong!

Zhuang Rou had nowhere to go out in her heart, so she stood up and went out, and Murong Duan, who had been looking at Zhuang Rou, also went out after him.

"Rou'er."

As soon as Zhuang Rou walked into the dark, she heard someone calling her, it was Brother Duan's voice, how could she forget that she still had Brother Duan?

Suddenly, the anger on his face disappeared, and he was replaced with a gentle and lovely appearance.

"Brother Duan."

Zhuang Rou turned around and threw herself into Murong Duan's arms, hugging his waist tightly, and resting her head on his chest.

"Rou'er, it's me who is not good, I have been away for so long, and I have wronged you."

Murong Duan caressed her back with one hand and rubbed her hair with the other.

"Brother Duan, don't say that, you are for the people of the Spirit Underworld, you are a big hero, and Rou'er likes you like this."

Zhuang Rou pressed her fingers against his thin lips and looked at him innocently with big watery eyes.

"Rou'er can think like this, I'm really happy, the ninth brother has already written to me, I know your helplessness, if you wait for me, I will definitely marry you, there is only Rou'er alone in this life."

Murong clasped her shoulders with both hands and looked at her eyes with an expression, his Rou'er had not changed, she was still so considerate and gentle.

"Brother Duan."

Zhuang Rou shouted to Murong Duan with an expression and kissed him on the lips.

Murong Duan clasped her head and pressed it to herself, and hugged her tightly with his other hand, and the thoughts of the past few years were all melted into this long and affectionate kiss.

Although she is now the side concubine of the Nine Emperor Princes, Rou'er can only be his.

Zhuang Rou's eyes closed gently, her hands caressed his face, and then rubbed her fingers against his neck.

Hands came to his chest, fingers squeezed lightly over his shoulders, then slid down his back, slowly sliding down, gently uncinching his belt.