Chapter 3: Two Goals

Aman sat on the chair by the window with her cheeks on her back for an hour, Zichong had no choice but to sit with her, Zidu returned to the inn and saw these two bodies that looked like petrified, and wondered how these two people could be so obedient.

"Brother, you're finally back." Zichong could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he was afraid that he would sit down like this.

Zidu noticed that something was wrong with Aman, that stupid look seemed to have lost his soul, listening to Zichong's next dance, and after talking about an encounter that seemed to be a talented and beautiful woman, Zidu's face twitched unconsciously, and his eyes were gloomy,

"Fengchen bandit?" Zidu felt that the name was a little familiar, "It's him." ”

"Zidu, do you know him?"

Zidu nodded, "The son of King Yi of Nanshan is also our client this time. ”

"He? Is it our principal? So did he recognize us today as intentionally approaching? Before Zichong's words were finished, Aman on the side stood up "rubbing" the ground, turned around and walked out,

"Aman, where are you going?"

"Yiwang Mansion."

"Brother, Aman, she...

"Zichong, let's go together."

Aman looked up at the three words of Yiwangfu, and suddenly felt a little impulsive, she was going to meet again so soon, what should she say, this time it must be... What must be? Aman was very anxious, very urgent, but she didn't seem to think about what she wanted, and just when she hesitated, she found that Zidu and Zichong had already swaggered into the house.

The old housekeeper of the palace felt that the three guests who came today were very strange, at first glance they were all beautiful characters like immortals, sitting with their sons, they were not at all behind, and their identities must be unusual, but there was an indescribable naked strangeness in this look, a naked urgency, a naked provocation, and a naked look.

Zidu looked at the Fengchen bandit in front of him, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, it was hard to imagine that he was the son of the great elder who was extremely deep in the city, but in any case, since Aman was interested in him, even if this city was deep, he would have to dig to the end.

"Shizi, you must have known our identity, this is a token of our trip." Zidu said and took out a petal from his arms, and it fluttered into the hands of the Fengchen bandit and melted into his palm.

"Butler, you can take someone down first, there is no need to serve here."

When there were only four people left in the flower hall, the Fengchen bandit kept his head down to drink tea before he raised it, and his eyes drifted over Aman, and he was not surprised, "I didn't expect you to arrive so soon, I only came back from patrolling the border city this morning, so I made you wait for a long time." ”

"Soon, no." Aman smiled and muttered,

"I didn't expect to meet Miss Aman again so soon."

"Huh? Hehe, I want to come here," Aman said in his heart by accident, "Ah, no, no, I mean I didn't think of it either." ”

Zichong really felt that it was an extremely tragic thing to fascinate Aman at this time, her eyes were too naked, and she was so enthusiastic that she said: I want to eat you.

Zidu flashed and stood in front of Aman, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the back and forth of gaze and temptation between her and the Fengchen bandits, the Fengchen bandits didn't seem to mind Zidu's seemingly rude behavior, and the light smile on his face was always there,

"I have already stated the general situation in the letter, I will bring a few people into the palace tomorrow, and the rest will be Brother Lao Zidu."

"Okay."

After speaking, Zidu was about to pull Aman away, regardless of the obvious unhappiness on her face, as well as the finger marks on her hands that were maliciously pinched out by her, Zichong shook his head, thinking: Why is it so hard to offend a banshee who is just in love but wants to be dissatisfied? This situation reminded him of Aman's frequent and childish pranks three hundred years ago, but he and Zidu suffered a lot, but Zidu never hated Aman because of this, Zichong felt aggrieved but actually understood that their lives were saved by Aman, and they also took them in Bumigu, even if this great kindness was promised by himself, what does it matter? Thinking of this, Zichong's heart trembled, how could he have such a terrible idea, no, this is the eldest brother's idea, he just felt it. It's strange to say, he used to think that his son was in love with Aman, until Yanyan appeared...

"It's getting late, and we're going to leave tomorrow at dawn, so I think the three of you might as well stay in the palace tonight."

"Okay, we might as well be respectful."

Aman's reaction was so fast, let Zidu refuse to swallow it back raw, Aman also threw him a smug look, Zichong was surprised by Aman's "polite" expression, sure enough, the potential of the demon is also unlimited, and then look at the Fengchen bandits, obviously also frightened by the double eagerness in Aman's eyes and tone, Zichong must have seen his trembling eyebrows.

King Yi's Mansion is very large, Aman feels that this place can accommodate the entire demon clan of the Lost Valley, and the housekeeper in the mansion took them around and around to the guest room, "The three of you will rest early today, if you need to send someone to inform me." ”

"Wait a minute, doesn't that Fengchen bandit live here?"

The old housekeeper looked at the slim and lively Aman in front of him, and couldn't help but think of Miss Siwan, "The prince and the prince live in Lanyuan, just now to the west of the flower hall, and turn left through the Yue Pavilion and Bihu Lake. ”

Looking at Aman, who has been eager to try since the old housekeeper left, Zichong has a bad premonition, is it that Aman wants to take advantage of the dark moon and high wind tonight... Sure enough, as soon as Zichong arrived, Zichong saw Aman who secretly climbed up from the bed and jumped out of the window to leave, as for where he was going, he knew it with his toes. When he walked to the window, he saw Aman's sneaky and obscene figure walking according to the route said by the old housekeeper, and he was glad that Aman always carried the Migu flower with him, otherwise such a complicated route, Aman would not be able to find it at dawn.

Zichong turned around and was so frightened that Zidu suddenly sat up at the head of the bed and screamed, "Brother, you didn't sleep either?" ”

"Aman, she... Never mind... Let her go. ”

"Brother, in fact, there are some things I have always wanted to ask you."

"Huh?"

"Do you like Aman?"

"I like it, the Great Elder said that I would marry Aman."

Zidu's serious answer was within Zichong's expectations, although everyone thought that he was still young, just a little demon who had practiced for more than three hundred years, but he could see it better than Zi, the great elder was just worried that after a hundred years, Aman would have no one to take care of, so he dragged Zidu into the water, otherwise all the demon clans in the valley would respect her, fear her, rely on her, and who can Aman rely on?

"That... What about Yanyan? ”

Hearing this name, Zidu's heart was like a thorn piercing him, which was a feeling that he was very unfamiliar with.

"She's not like Aman."

After saying this, Zidu began to continue to meditate and close his eyes, Zichong knew that he was unwilling to continue, "Brother, have you ever thought that Aman is your sister just like me." ”

Just when Zichong thought that Zi would not answer, his last words of the night floated in the air, "I will marry Aman." ”