Zhao Xiu closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what method you use, even if you die, you must not expose our existence." After saying this, Zhao Xiu's last spirit was sucked away, and the whole person collapsed his back and sat on the table.

"Meng Xin, you take Turing to get the demon order."

"Turing, you have to remember that the order is in the people." Zhao Xiu finished the last two sentences with all his might.

Turing bent down and bowed to Zhao Xiu, "Sect Master Xie." "At this moment, he will truly become a bloodthirsty demon king.

Turing followed Meng Xin, and he went to get the demon order that belonged to him. It was nothing more than a black iron token, and from the outside, it was no different from other tokens, all of which were engraved with a large "order" on the front.

Each of the twelve demon kings has a token, and the back is engraved: "Black Flame Demon Fire, blazing the sky and the earth." Out of the slender, into the underworld. Wherever the demon fire burns, the evil ghosts and thieves are gone, and everything in life is destroyed. ”

The demon order in Turing's hand was still stained with blood, it was his father's blood, and no one was qualified to wipe the demon order, only the owner of the demon order was eligible.

Turing sat alone in a secluded cabin, alone on a wooden chair, his feet still hanging in the air. He held the token in his hand that broke his heart, and he didn't know where to go.

Chengwang's Mansion is like a box full of mechanisms, with a gorgeous appearance and a sophisticated mechanism hidden inside. For Nanning City, King Cheng's Mansion is like an independent prison. The people on the outside want to go in and snoop inside, but the people on the inside stop thinking about how to get out all the time.

It is not an exaggeration to call the palace a prison, the huge Chengwang Mansion is divided into three courtyards in the east, middle and west, and there are independent courtyards in the northeast corner and the southeast corner, and the people in the courtyard are the "jailers" in this big "prison". These two courtyards were surrounded by high walls, and he was called the guard camp by the people of the palace, and the two guard camps numbered about a thousand people.

The west side of the palace is the most important place in the whole palace, where live the two hostesses of the palace, Zhao Xiu's mother Jiang Wanqing and Princess Cheng Wang Miao, so Zhao Xiu specially built a courtyard outside the west wall of the palace, where there are also more than 1,000 "jailers".

There are heavenly towers around the guard camp and the palace, except for the west courtyard, eleven heavenly towers will keep an eye on the entire Chengwang Mansion without dead ends. There is also a huge garden in Chengwangfu, which is called the Four Seasons Garden.

In a pavilion in the middle of the garden sits a young woman, dressed in a pale pink dress, on a stone bench in the middle of the pavilion. He supported his chin with his jade hand, and his jade fingers caressed his cheek, and he couldn't help but sigh. She leaned on the stone table, and there were more than a dozen servants standing around her, although she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but no one in the entire palace dared to disobey her orders, because she was the mistress of this huge palace, Wang Miao.

Wang Miao sat in the pavilion for several hours almost every day, and during this time, she mostly looked at the scenery in the garden in a daze. Her face was flushed, and she was still thinking about the events of last night, thinking of the happiness that could not be described in words.

Somehow, suddenly, I remembered what Wang Huan said last night. The sentence "If you enter the East Courtyard, you can't get out", has been echoing in Wang Miao's mind, and Zhao Xiu in her eyes is a gentle and elegant Confucian who is invisible, and the image of Wang Huankou's speculation is completely different. On the contrary, Meng Xin, who had a finger broken, was more like such a murderer.

In the garden, the royal servants were cleaning up the dead branches and leaves on the ground with brooms, and a layer of dust was raised around the pavilion. The afterglow of the setting sun swept through the air and hit the dust, making Wang Miao see many different colors in the air. Purple, red, blue, orange, pink.

Wang Huan stood behind Wang Miao and cautiously waved his hand at the servants who were sweeping the floor, signaling them to leave here. These people saw Wang Huan's gesture and quietly retreated.

When Zhao Xiu was dealing with things, he would not let anyone approach, so although Zhao Xiu was still in the West Courtyard at this time, Wang Miao didn't dare to disturb him. Zhao Xiu has never seen anyone for several months, and she will only see it when Zhao Xiu wants Wang Miao to see it.

But the two have been married for many years, and Wang Miao naturally has a way to let Zhao Xiu stay in the West Courtyard for one more night, so Zhao Xiu stayed in the West Courtyard, and even the office is to set aside a courtyard in the West Courtyard.

The reason why Wang Miao stayed in the garden instead of the West Courtyard was because today was the Xia Yuan Festival, and even if Zhao Xiu finished her work, he didn't have the time to accompany her. The Xia Yuan Festival is the birthday of the Taoist water official, and the head of the family is going to worship.

"Princess, princess." A maid hurriedly ran from the path next to her, breaking the silence in the garden and interrupting Wang Miao's thoughts.

Wang Miao frowned slightly, and turned her head to look at the path. A petite, slightly fat maid ran towards the pavilion.

This maid Wang Miao knows, and she is the personal maid next to the old lady, whose name is "Ling'er".

Anyone who heard this hurried shout couldn't help but be nervous, but Wang Miao shook his head and smiled when he saw Ling'er: "Take a breath, speak slowly." You're always really hot. ”

Ling'er showed two little tiger teeth and said with a smile: "Princess Niangniang, the old lady asked you to go to Nianciyuan quickly." ”

Wang Miao smiled and stood up: "What did mother say?" ”

Ling'er thought for a while and said, "It seems that after the sacrifice of the Xia Yuan Festival tonight, the prince will go to Nianciyuan for dinner." ”

Wang Miao raised her eyebrows, and understood what Zhao's mother meant. "Okay, let's go."

Wang Miao walked down the steps with her skirt in her hand, followed by Wang Huan, Ling'er and the four female envoys, and everyone walked together on the stone road to Nianciyuan.

Nianci Garden is not like other gardens in the West Courtyard, full of flowers and plants. The trees planted in the Nianci Garden are all towering trees, and these big trees are shady and very dense.

The main hall in the back room of Nian Ci Yuan was brightly lit, and an old woman sat at a huge round table, smiling, kind-faced, and full of spirit.

Someone outside the house was the first to shout: "Say hello to the prince." "Say hello to the prince." The maids in the garden shouted one after another.

As soon as the voice fell, the old woman sitting at the table saw a familiar figure, Zhao Xiu was dressed in black, with a golden hairpin on her head, and walked towards his mother with a smile on her face.

"Why did my son come back so early, shouldn't he preside over the sacrificial ceremony?" Zhao Xiu's mother, Jiang Wanqing, who is nearly fifty years old, asked.

The huge round table in the room can accommodate several people to eat together, but there are only three stools around the table, and Zhao Xiu found a stool closest to his mother to sit down.

"There are all kinds of gods these days, but they can't worship all gods." Zhao Xiu leaned on the table and said helplessly.

When Zhao's mother heard her son's words, the kindness on her face suddenly turned into horror, and she hurriedly covered Zhao Xiu's mouth with her hand to prevent him from continuing.

"You kid, don't talk nonsense, this, this kind of thing is not allowed to be said again in the future." Jiang Wanqing looked at Zhao Xiu angrily, hoping that he could take back what he had just said.

Zhao Xiu nodded exaggeratedly, "Mother, I know, I seriously expressed my piety to Lord Shuiguan, just now." ”

Jiang Wanqing looked at Zhao Xiu's smile that didn't care about anything, and the anger in her heart couldn't be burned. She touched Zhao Xiu's face and pretended to be angry: "Have you not eaten on time in the past two days, and your face has lost weight." ”

Zhao Xiu also stroked Jiang Wanqing's hand, and the mother and son held hands together, feeling the emotions that melted into the blood. Zhao's mother is nearly fifty years old, but her eyes are still bright, and she has been in the palace for decades.

She personally brought her son, who was still a child, into the overlord who is now famous in all directions.

"Mother, I eat on time, and it's not like I can't eat in the palace, how can I be hungry?"

"Lie, what virtues do you have that I don't know yet? I don't have a business every day, I always eat when I'm hungry, and I don't eat when I'm not hungry. How can this body be so bad. Let me tell you, you can't leave three meals a day, you have to eat on time. Jiang Wanqing has been staring at Zhao Xiu's eyes, her son knows best, Zhao Xiu's casual look, she knows what she is thinking and what she wants to do.

"Got it." Zhao Xiu was like a child, listening to Jiang Wanqing's words honestly, and he had to nod his head according to Zhao's mother's meaning every time.

Jiang Wanqing looked at Zhao Xiu's indifferent expression, and her teeth itched with anger. She still stood up uncomfortably and shouted outward, "Meng Xin! You let me in! ”

The sound reached the outside of the house, and immediately after that, a man ran into the house.

"Yes," the voice was picked up before it could fall. Meng Xin's face turned yellow, and he didn't know if it was because of the candlelight in the house.

Meng Xin didn't dare to step forward, so he could only stand at the door, bow down and ask, "What does the old lady command?" ”

"Let me ask you, does your Highness eat three meals a day every day, and eat them on time?" Jiang Wanqing asked Meng Xin with a straight face.

Meng Xin lowered his head and knew that Jiang Wanqing's face must be very ugly at this time, and Meng Xin had long been accustomed to not looking at Jiang Wanqing's face and replied: "Old lady, Your Highness eats three meals a day, and there is no shortage of meals." ”

Jiang Wanqing sighed and said, "I forgot, you two are almost wearing a pair of pants, how can you tell the truth to my old guy?" It's a vain question to ask. ”

Hearing this, Meng Xin hurriedly pressed his body lower, "I will never dare to deceive the old lady, Your Highness eats and sleeps well every day, and the old lady is too worried." "Meng Xin, as the head of the palace, is just a child in front of Jiang Wanqing at this time.

After stopping Meng Xin's words, Jiang Wanqing was indeed a lot more relieved. She herself also understands that when the child is older, she can't take care of it, and she has too much to manage, which makes Zhao Xiu even more disgusted.

Jiang Wanqing smiled and waved her hand, "Okay, you will go to the east courtyard for dinner, Your Highness will stay in the west courtyard tonight." ”

"Uh" Meng Xin looked at Zhao Xiu, only to see Zhao Xiu nodding slightly, and said in a jerky tone: "You go back first, East Courtyard, pay attention." ”