Origins Chapter 12 (3)
Ah Zhao looked at Peipei, and she also saw doubts in Peipei's eyes.
Then she quietly put her hand on it.
"Miss Azhao, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Holding Ah Zhao, the visitor bent her knees and saluted, with a faint smile on her lips, and a dark red peach blossom painted on the left corner of her eye, which seemed to become more and more enchanting with her smile.
The most dazzling thing is the peach blossom eyes of the comer, which are radiant and colorful, like stars.
Miss Li Xiangning of the Yuan family has a nickname "Peach Blossom Girl", and the name of the spiritual art she cultivates is "Colorful Glass Pupil".
"Miss Xiangning?" The guess in Ah Zhao's heart was confirmed, and the person who came was really Li Xiangning.
Among the young ladies, Ah Zhao and the spiritual family Li Xiangning are not familiar with each other, it can be said that Xiangning does not like Ah Zhao, and Ah Zhao also does not like Xiangning.
The two didn't rub each other, but they just hated each other.
Xiangning smiled: "Miss Azhao, please come here." β
Ah Zhao also smiled: "...... There is labor. β
Ah Zhao came to Ling's house several times, but he couldn't see Miss Xiangning several times.
This time, he greeted her with a smile in person, which was really terrifying.
The Lingjia palace is built on the mountain, and it rises and falls with the mountain. The luxurious pavilions and pavilions are waist-backed, and the eaves are high pecked.
In addition to the six watchtowers of the Ling family that are like towering mountain peaks, because they are built on the mountain, the palace is actually not high, but it covers an extremely wide area and almost stands on a few hills, and the momentum is not inferior to the fortress of the Gaishi family in the Western Regions.
But few people can feel this magnificent momentum, the Lingjia not only built against the mountain, but the stone color of the building is also the same as the stone color of the mountain.
The whole palace is integrated with the mountain, and from a distance, it is impossible to see that the largest palace in Nanze is built on this mountain, but it is only a piece of blue rock on this mountain.
Walking to the foot of the palace, Ah Zhao saw the huge stone carving of the red lotus viper in front of the palace gate, and a poisonous snake was wrapped around the red lotus, which was the family crest of the Yuan family.
Every time he sees this huge stone sculpture, Ah Zhao will feel shocked.
The red lotus gives the poisonous snake aura to practice, and the poisonous snake gives the red lotus carrion corpse to nourish.
Symbiosis and co-prosperity, endless.
Just like the Nanze Ling.
Ah Zhao was invited into the Lingjia Palace, and she followed behind Li Xiangning step by step, just walking unhurriedly.
Miss Ah Zhao was the first to speak: "Miss Xiangning, what kind of fragrance do you use in your hair? I guess it's Su Hexiang, but it doesn't seem to be. β
Li Xiangning turned his head and smiled slightly: "Miss A Zhao is very tasteful, I used Su Hexiang and kapok incense in my hair today, if Miss likes it, I will bring some back later." β
Miss Ah Zhao smiled slightly: "Ah Zhao can't ask for it." β
The two passed by a corridor, Li Xiangning glanced out of the corridor, turned back to Miss A Zhao and smiled: "This is the best place to see the scenery in the whole palace, Miss A Zhao take a look." β
Xiangning is not wrong, this location is really a good place to see the scenery.
Below the palace above the clouds is Enoch, the most of the gods.
The settlement is along the river, the road extends in all directions, there are not only dense forests, but also lights and dust, the brightly lit houses and the dense forest river in Nanze blend and intersect, and the refreshing smell of nature flowing between the bustling is exactly the same as the palace of the Ling clan.
Because Nanze cultivates more Gu and poison spirituality, Nanze is the land that respects nature the most.
Just by looking at this, Miss Azhao was shocked, what she cared about was the spire that she had been hearing about for the past few days, the spire that stood tall on all sides of the divine capital Enoch and almost broke through the sky.
It turned out that it had already been built...... So many seats?
Ah Zhao knew early on that this tower was a major feature of Nanze, a guardian fortress that guarded the land of one side, and a strong shield of Nanze. Tari is heavily garrisoned, with high-strength spirit divisions, and can closely monitor the dynamics of the border.
It is said that a minaret in Nanze can protect a thousand miles of land for at least 2,000 years.
But it is not easy to build this kind of tower, far from just a matter of money, Nan Ze reached the generation of Nanwang Lingjie, and it took the strength of several generations to accumulate six in the god capital Enoch.
Not to mention the rest of Nanze, there are only nine large and small territories in total.
"Miss Xiangning, Enoch has recently built a new minaret?"
"Miss Azhao has good eyesight, and Enodo has built three, and six more in other places. The head of the family had been preparing for a long time before he succeeded to the throne. β
In an instant, Ah Zhao seemed to understand the reason why Nanhou was able to become Nanhou.
"So, she's doing better than me. Xiangning said.
Ah Zhao was surprised to hear the sincerity in her voice.
Although the bright woman who looks like she is in her early twenties is not surnamed Ling, because her mother, Mrs. Peach Blossom, is an important elder of the Ling family, and because she is young and has spiritual power, she is recognized by the Ling family as the heir of the Nanwang Lingjie.
Now that her position as lord has been taken away, Miss Ah Zhao has a little more surprise in her heart, and she also speculates whether she has a grudge against her, and this time she shows favor to herself, whether she plans to envelop the north and take the throne for her.
This is quite in line with Li Xiangning's irritable and ruthless character without brains.
But now Ah Zhao actually found out that this woman was actually willing to bow down.
She became more and more curious about the Nanhou she had never met.
She was still skeptical, but she knew that she couldn't put anything on Xiang Ning anymore.
Because, the two walked to the main hall of the Lingjia Palace.
Li Xiangning pushed open the door of the main hall and made a gesture of invitation to Ah Zhao, and there was a hint of evil smile in his bewitching eyes: "Miss Ah Zhao, the lord likes you." If you want to take a few more looks, the Lord can explain it to me, so that you can see it clearly. β
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Ah Zhao felt a chill down his spine for a moment.
Was her covert quest discovered? How could it be? She was careful not to send a single agent, and carefully avoided all the Red Lotus Vipers.
It's not that Ah Zhao, the main hall of the Nanze Ling family's palace, has never been here, but only this time she entered it hard.
But the main hall, which has always exuded a cold, luxurious atmosphere, now exudes an indescribable erosive atmosphere.
There are dozens of dancing girls in the hall, their limbs soft and boneless, with exactly the same smile and bewitching eyes.
Ah Zhao couldn't say it, and he felt uncomfortable.
Ah Zhao walked up to the hall step by step, and through the half-light and half-dark candles in the hall, she saw the woman on the high platform through the dancing girl in the hall with the corner of her eye.
The majestic Iron Throne, which was originally loved by the Southern King, was replaced with a comfortable soft couch.
The brown-red transparent gauze curtain in front of the soft couch was half rolled, and Ah Zhao found that there was more than one person on the soft couch. In addition to one woman, there seemed to be three or four other men.
"Snow in the North, see Lord of the South. Ah Zhao calmed down and said loudly, bowed deeply, and knelt down to pay homage.
"Miss Azhao of the Xue family, get up and sit down. β
A low female voice with a touch of hoarseness reached Ah Zhao's ears.
"The road is far away, and there is heavy fog, Ah Zhao couldn't arrive in time yesterday, and he was delayed for a day, so please forgive me. After Ah Zhao sat down, he spoke quietly, and respectfully bowed deeply to Nanhou again.
"It's okay, it's okay to congratulate you for a long time, the concubine only hopes to be able to make friends with your family in the future, and I hope that in the future, Ling Yan will not be stingy with advice. Izanasan smiled, but she still didn't mean to get up from the slump, and then she raised the long-handled pipe in her hand and said, "Set the wine." β
Concubinage.
The prominent hostess of the South, the Lady of Venerable Lordship, should not call herself so. This already a woman who is already a fan has another fan: a strange self-title.
Ah Zhao always wanted to look up at her, but cautiously she chose to lower her head.
It's not time yet. She kept reminding herself in her mind.
Now the time has come.
At this time, Ah Zhao raised his head and looked at the characters on the high platform seriously.
A pair of heterochromatic eyes, the right pupil is scarlet, and the left eye is jet black. The red lips seem to be raised, the long black hair is lazily scattered at will, and the skin under the black clothes that can't hide the spring light is three points better than the snow.
The mysterious woman leaned lazily on the soft collapse, holding a slender pipe in one hand, and the smoke was swirling.
With just one glance, a strange agitation rose in Ah Zhao's heart.
It's really a woman who is a charming woman as rumored.
Ah Zhao secretly turned his spiritual power in his body, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart.
Her eyes flickered slightly.
The fragments of my inner memories swept over my heart like wind and frost.
Not impressed. I've never seen this woman before. Such a woman will never forget it once she has seen it, let alone me Ah Zhao.
No, but it seems that something is wrong, definitely not.
"Thank you, Lord for the wine. Ah Zhao said quietly.
But before she could finish speaking, a voice came.
"The latest one, God knows where to go. At this moment, a man beside Izanasan who was beating her feet glared at Miss Azhao dissatisfiedly, but his voice was neither loud nor small, and it just happened to reach Azhao's ears.
"......" Ah Zhao's eyes sank for a moment, and his smile was still the same, but his heart was miserable.
Sure enough, her secret visits to Nanze were learned by Nanhou. During the period of the spirit knot, Nanze Baibu was still independent, and it hadn't been long since Nanhou took the throne, and there were actually eyeliner of Nanhou everywhere?
Miss Azhao gritted her teeth, she had been walking on the blade for many years, and finally she thought she was right, and what price would she pay for it this time?
"You. The woman on the high seat spoke, her beautiful eyes still lazily half-open and half-closed, a little confused.
She said casually to the male pet in a small voice: "Cut your eyes, deaf ears, and cut your tongue." Don't look at the lady who shouldn't be looking, don't listen to the conversation between the host and the guest, and don't talk about what you shouldn't say. β
The man, who had received the cruel order from his hostess, turned pale for a moment, got up from the soft collapse and knelt on the ground, and took a rusty blunt knife that the attendant had already presented.
He raised his head and said to Nanhou tremblingly, "Master, I don't understand......"
Nanhou added a sentence leisurely: "If you shouldn't ask, don't ask randomly." β
Although the expression on Ah Zhao's face remained the same, his whole body was frozen.
Why didn't she understand that Nanhou's words were addressed to her.
Don't look around, don't listen around, don't talk nonsense, don't ask nonsense.
The man hung his head down, his black hair covering his face, and he really did as he said, cutting off his eyes with the blunt knife, stabbing his ears deafening, dripping with blood in front of him, and finally, he cut off his tongue.
After the man cut off his tongue, he presented the bloody knife with the minced flesh with trembling hands and threw it to the ground in one fell swoop.
He closed his eyes, and in addition to the pain he endured, there was also a sense of happiness on his face that he had survived the danger.
But his mistress did not seem satisfied. Immediately, Nanhou's lazy and nonchalant voice cameββ ββ
"Drag it out and feed it to the dogs. β
On the high seat, the remaining men beside Nanhou trembled, and Nanhou turned around and smiled at them: "Don't be afraid, today's matter will be turned ββββ page."
Then she glanced at Ah Zhao meaningfully, and spit out four words: "ββββ don't take it as an example." β
Ah Zhao's hanging heart was finally put down.
"Miss Azhao. After taking care of the man's gaffe, he called Ah Zhao with a smile.
"Your Excellency. Zhao hurriedly got up.
"I hope that the slave of the concubine did not collide with the young lady, and the young lady must not blame the concubine. The woman said with a smile, put down her pipe, put on a red coat at random, and got up from the soft collapse and walked down the high platform step by step.
She finally came to her, still smiling and bewitching, lazy.
Ah Zhao hurriedly stood up, the woman's figure was slightly higher than Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao raised her head slightly to see her slightly drooping eyes, these unique eyes, as long as you have seen one time, you will never forget it for the rest of your life.
But it's not so much that she's beautiful, it's better to say that she's charming. It's a thrilling charm that radiates from the bones.
It presents a kind of charm that is inexplicably sharp and fierce, and the soft beauty seems to be sharp.
"The snow behind this mountain is blooming, Miss A Zhao rarely comes to Nanze, let's go and have a look, and drink a pot of plum blossom dough?" Nanhou smiled at her.
It took Ah Zhao half a second to react, this was almost an invitation to a friend, not a guest from the lord.
Ah Zhao suddenly remembered Li Xiangning's words, the lord likes you. What exactly does this phrase mean?
The lord invited Ah Zhao to be flattered. Ah Zhao said the safest words, "It's just that Ah Zhao has to rush to the West to go to the banquet of the old lord of the Western Regions." β
"Let's go, the wine is warm. Hearing Azhao's words, Izanasan smiled mockingly at the bottom of his eyes.
Not allowing Ah Zhao to refuse, she turned around and walked in front of Ah Zhao, the red clothes and black clothes swaying, the snow-white slender jade legs looming under the extremely high slit skirt, step by step, clean and neat, and step by step.
Ah Zhao had no choice but to follow, she watched the woman's skirt rise and fall, and looked at her soft and snow-white but steady and powerful shoulders. Ah Zhao thought: Nanze, it's not the Nanze I know anymore.