Gently tugging at a handful of the lion's hair, pulling it slightly, Su Yunran turned his head slightly, raised his eyes to look at the cold Xuanyu behind him, tilted his head, and a faint sense of doubt appeared on his face.

"How would the senior brother know that the elder brother is King Jing's?"

Flattening his mouth, Su Yunran blinked his eyes, and the doubt on his face deepened a little.

"Xiao Ling remembers that he didn't tell the senior brother."

Hearing this, Xuan Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a pair of deep eyes looked at Su Yunran's delicate face with doubts, his expression froze, looking at Su Yunran as if he had nothing to say, and after a few breaths of silence, he finally raised his hand slowly, bent his fingers and gently flicked her white forehead, paused, and spit out two words.

"It's stupid."

With a gentle "hey", Su Yunran raised his hand, covered his forehead, pressed his white palm on it, rubbed it gently, flattened his mouth, and gently "hummed", raised his eyes to look at Xuan Tong, who said that he was "stupid" for granted, his voice was a little lower, and he spoke sullenly.

"Senior brother, where is Xiaoling stupid?"

Looking at Su Yunran, who showed such an aggrieved appearance, although he knew that the little girl in front of him was pretending to be pitiful, Xuan Yun still felt a little distressed in his heart, and without thinking too much, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and his big thick palm was covered on Su Yunran's forehead, and the gentle spiritual power was full of it, and he rubbed it gently.

The other hand stretched out and held Su Yunran's thin shoulder, his voice eased a lot, and his voice carried a bit of helplessness, looking like he had nothing to do with the person in front of him.

"I passed through the Eastern Dynasty this time, and I happened to meet your majesty holding a palace banquet, and this palace banquet, the center of everyone's discussion is the king of Sheng who came from Xiling, and the seventh lady of the Su family, Su Yunran."

The big palm moved away from Su Yunran's forehead, and gently rubbed it on the top of her hair, with a soothing meaning, her face was slightly moved, and she slowly spoke.

"Moreover, I don't even need to inquire carefully to hear a lot about this Seventh Lady."

"This Miss Su Qi, who takes care of the Su family's Qing'an Hall, is deeply appreciated by the people for her medical skills, and her appearance is even more stunning, and her style is unparalleled."

"She is the only daughter of the head of the Su family, the bloodline of the Su family, and is deeply favored by the head of the Su family and everyone in the Su family, and is the righteous daughter of today's Concubine Yue, the righteous sister of King Jing, and the little sister of Yan Gongzi, the extremely famous master of Ling Yanzhai in the four empires, can be said to be a collection of thousands of favors, which makes the boudoir ladies in the imperial capital envious."

As he spoke, Xuan Yun's gaze glanced obliquely at Nan Shiyan, who was quiet on the side, and his clear eyes were a little deeper, with a bit of heavy majesty.

"Speaking of which, I don't know, when did my junior brother like to do business?"

Hearing this, Nan Shiyan's body was obviously shocked, his face stiffened, a little emotion appeared, he raised his hand slightly, his wide clothes slightly covered his face, and he coughed lightly.

"Senior brother, this matter is a long story."

"Oh?"

Xuan Tong narrowed his eyes, a little doubt appeared on his face, his lips hooked slightly, and his smile was extremely stiff.

"It's okay, junior brother, let's make a long story short."

Nan Shiyan: ""

Can you not say it?

However, the senior brother's eyes don't seem to be good.

Coughing lightly again, Nan Shiyan raised his eyes and looked at Xuan Tong's compelling gaze, and his warm eyes moved, feeling a sense of openness.

"Senior brother, this matter can't be made short."

To be honest, if you want to talk about the end of the past, there is a sense of awe for this senior brother.

"That's fine."

waved his hand casually, Xuan Yun's cold lips raised a little, his cold face melted a little, and he seemed to smile but not smile.

"The master ordered me to come to the Eastern Dynasty this time, just to find my junior sister."

"Moreover, this time, I will stay in the Eastern Dynasty for a while, and I am not in a hurry at this time."

"After the matter here is dealt with, the junior brother will have time to talk to me in detail."

Anyway, at least explain it to her clearly, how did the little junior sister they used to hold in the palm of their hands become a sick seedling with low spiritual power in people's mouths, and there are rumors that they won't live long?

How could he come to such a remote small empire and suffer from such anger in vain?

And what is going on with him, a junior brother who has always been reassuring?

Coming to this barren and remote eastern part of the continent to sell jewelry?

These two are the best disciples of the sect back then, and they are all famous and moving figures.

It's good now, they all ran to this small low-lying place, lowered their status, and made a decent appearance.

How can one be tossed more than the other?

Previously, he always felt that his little junior sister was very well-behaved and obedient, even if he sometimes teased others, but it was a small trick, and there would be no amazing moves.

And this junior brother of his own, in everyone's minds, has always been a very calm and moderate person, has always loved this little junior sister the most, reluctant to let this little girl suffer a little grievance, it is needless to say that the cultivation is profound, and the work has always been very reliable, and the heart has always been measured.

However, what is the situation now?

Why did the two best disciples in the sect come to this small remote empire?

One became a young lady and the other became a businessman?

One has become a sick man with low spiritual power, and the other has become a boy who buys jewelry?

It's really fresh.

It's a boring day, planning to try a new life?

Of course, if he believes, it will be hell for him.

What is Xuan Tong's identity?

On weekdays, he never goes back to take care of the affairs of these small places, no matter how famous Miss Su Qi and Young Master Yan are, he won't care much.

After all, there are too many people like this, and in a place where there are as many talents as the stars, such a person is not worth spending too much thought about.

If it weren't for the news from the master, he said that the little sister was her

He wouldn't have had the time to go through layers of spatial prohibitions and come to such a small place.

However, when I came, I saw what a strange situation it was.

Thinking like this, my heart was a little depressed, the breath around me also changed, and the eyes of the woman who was still struggling not far away also felt a little more unkind.

The footsteps gradually approached, looking at the few people who came to the front, Su Yunran's eyes moved, but his face remained unchanged, he still looked happy with a smile, tilting his little head, and his delicate embroidered shoes swayed from time to time.

The gentle gaze turned a few times on Su Yunran's smiling bright face, and Mo Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he spoke softly.

"Miss Seven, it looks like she's fine."

After a pause, Mo laughed softly, but with a hint of helplessness and melancholy.

"Today"