Chapter Twenty-Eight: Hate Is Hard to Break
With the last sip of water in the cup in his stomach, Sheng Yun stood up leisurely, lowered his head and looked at Changqing, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and her eyes fluttered
This little girl doesn't know what calculations she has in her heart, but she is so weak-hearted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"Do you really want to know? Shengyun squinted at her, and there was more stability in his eyes than usual..... Dalliance?
Yao Changqing's face turned red, looking at him like this, could it be that he had to use some unequal conditions in exchange for his curiosity?
"I'm not that curious!" Turning around and wanting to be angry, "love to say it or not"
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"It's not a big deal" Since ancient times, few heroes have been able to pass the beauty pass, even the steady king has not been able to calm down and tell Changqing about the matter.
"I'm afraid it's not just because Lord Liang used to be Wang's teacher, this thin connection."
Changqing has already seen everything through, this man is good at everything, he just likes to hide things in his heart, and he obviously says that he is his most important person or something, but he doesn't tell himself anything...... Now that he has no one to rely on in the palace except for his uncle, Beigong Shengyun is also a person who can be relied on.
"At noon, near the Liang family, Wang Ke also felt it, that demonic aura?"
"That's right" Shengyun didn't expect that it was not an ordinary demon, it suppressed its demonic energy and turned into human nature to mix in the crowd, and he didn't know what happened at that time to make it lose control of its emotions and cause the demonic energy to leak out, but even this is difficult to be detected, "It seems that not only did I feel it, but you also felt it when you were present?" It's not a loss to the person I fancy hahaha" The more he talked, the more he had no score, and the original child-like one saw that her face was displeased, so he immediately retracted.
Demons, ghosts, the spirit of the world are transformed, ghosts are transformed by qi, and the deeper the ghost's resentment, the stronger its own qi. At that time, in front of the Liang Mansion, there was a moment when Changqing felt very depressed and had a feeling of suffocation, with a slightly bitter fishy smell........
"If that demon hadn't been for a thousand years, it would have been impossible for him to suppress his already strong qi for a long time, and it would have been impossible for us to trace the source of the qi at all."
What Sheng Yun said is not reasonable, with the degree of qi production, the source of qi can be found, that is, where the demon itself is located.
"Yaoyao, I still want to call you that" I don't know what I remembered, Sheng Yun put his hands on Changqing's shoulders, "I don't know why there are more and more demons in the county capital recently, nearly half of them are turned into evil spirits, there must be something that attracts them.... Yaoyao, not letting you out of the palace is also worried about your safety, you have to believe me. ”
Shengyun's gaze moved to the empty cup on the sandalwood table, and he stretched out his hand to fill the cup with the water holding technique, and brought it to Changqing.
"You are helpless in this North Palace, and now only I can protect you, can you trust me?"
"If the king trusts me, I will trust the king."
"Very good" Beigong Shengyun took a silver dragon dagger from his waist, opened his palm, and drew a scar in the palm of his hand, blood flowed down along the scratch, and a drop dropped into the water, and a little blood bloomed in the water, "Drink it, drink my blood, I can find you all the time"
As the blood in the water gradually dissolved, the originally transparent water gradually turned into a transparent faint red color.
Drink.. The blood is slowly poured into the throat, and the water enters the body, enters the internal organs, and mixes with the blood.
"Okay" Shengyun took the empty cup, looked at her dotingly, and touched his head, "Have a good rest, go first." ”
Seeing that the king had come out of the inner hall, Mu Xuan, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, stepped forward.
"Brother Huang, it's a happy event for us that Nian Yao is back, but," the probe looked into the inner hall, "aren't you afraid that she will know what you did to her father?"
Mu Xuan's words stabbed into his chest like a steel diamond, and every scene of the events of the year appeared in front of his eyes.
"If it weren't for you.... I'm afraid Nian Yao won't have today," he told Sheng Yun, "If you want to be with her, you must know that one day she finds out the truth of the matter and turns against you, then I think that as the king, even if you can get her, you may not be able to get her heart."
"Enough" Shengyun no longer listened to his 'admonition', he could listen to someone else, but it was Beigong Muxuan who said this....
It is definitely the stupidest thing to pretend to be a brotherhood in front of outsiders, but because of a woman's intrigue, but it did happen.....
"The Lord of Anrong is out asking to see you"
"Don't see" dripped blood all the way back to the main hall Sheng Yun leaned on the bench exhausted, his mind was occupied by the hundred-year limit, Yao Changqing, this is the time of headache, this is not seen, just after the word "no" was finished, he heard a noise outside the door, and then, a light blue light veil swept over the threshold, and Lu Anrong broke in regardless of the obstruction of the guards outside the door.
Lu Anrong ran in with the sparse blood stains along the way.
Sheng Yun straightened up and sat up, waved his hand to let the guard retreat, his eyes didn't look at An Rong and still closed tightly, but the corners of his mouth showed a trace of displeasure, "It seems that I usually spoil you too much An Rong, and now I don't even listen to my words......"
Lu Anrong immediately knelt down, "Anrong was very distressed when he heard that the king was injured, and it was difficult to obey the king's will when he was anxious."
An Rong's face was very ugly, and even the hairpin on his sideburns had dropped a bead because of the hurry just now.
"The king... Let Lord Anrong heal your wounds, if you continue like this, you will definitely be infected. Xiao Zhuzi stood aside to speak for Lu Anrong, and indeed Lu Anrong did not mean to offend, "The county lord also feels sorry for you so he ignores the bundle of guards, which is really commendable."
Seeing that Shengyun didn't react and still closed his eyes, Xiao Zhuzi hurriedly gave Lu Anrong a gesture to ask her to come over.
Lu Anrong nodded, hurriedly walked up to the hall to the edge of the bench, half-knelt on the side, picked up his hand and put it lightly on the armrest, she gently closed her eyes, her hands were in a ring arc in front of her, after a few cycles, a green leaf-like flocculent blurred illusion appeared around the wound, and with An Rong's gesture above, the palm of the hand gradually stopped bleeding, and even the wound was slowly stitched up, leaving no scar, this is Lu Anrong's unique talent - divine healing technique.
As soon as the healing was over, someone came to report from outside the door that the rest of the Liang family was already waiting outside the hall.
"Call Yaoyao over," Shengyun opened his eyes and whispered to Xiaozhuzi.
Yaoyao? Hearing this word, An Rong's first reaction in his heart was to think of Su Nianyao, as if he had been electrocuted, to say that Lu Anrong is the best among all people, whether it is appearance or talent, whether it is family or cultivation, he is one of the best in the county, and he could have continued to live such a life, but because of this woman, he has completely changed..... No, Su Nianyao died a hundred years ago, so it's just a coincidence, that's right, it must be like this.... Although she was very calm on the surface, her heart had already been in turmoil, An Rong thought that the woman who was about to come to the main hall should be the woman that the king brought back after returning from the world, what kind of woman could make Beigong Shengyun, who was so dedicated to Su Nianyao, moved, who was sacred......
The people of the Liang family were already standing in the hall, but the king had not spoken, and he was still waiting for that person.
"Little bamboo, send An Rong out of the palace"
"This ......" Lu Anrong didn't expect that if it was usual, he would at least say thank you to himself, but this time he didn't even say thank you and sent himself away, the sudden indifference made Anrong at a loss, the king's order could not be violated, so he had no choice but to go to the door of the hall with Xiaozhuzi.
As soon as she walked to the gate of the palace and met Changqing, with a pink dress, she walked in from the corner of the door, her face was ruddy and smiling, and she passed by Lu Anrong's side casually.
An Rong quickly turned around and looked at the living woman in front of him incredulously, this was exactly what he had in mind a hundred years ago - Su Nianyao. Why isn't she dead yet?! Her hand clenched inadvertently.
"County Lord?" Little Bamboo asked.
It wasn't until Xiaozhuzi asked that An Rong gradually let go of his hands, but at this moment, the palms of his hands were already blurred......
On the way back to the dormitory, the fire in Lu Anrong's heart became more and more ignition, if it weren't for Su Nianyao's appearance, he wouldn't have felt a sense of threat that he had never felt before, if it weren't for this, his father Lu would not be so anxious to get rid of Su Nianyao, if it weren't for that, his originally cautious father would not have been dismissed and investigated; If there is no Su Nianyao, the person who Shengyun likes is himself......