Zhou Mingchi heard the series of questions from the girl in front of him, his face was stunned, and he was silent for a while, obsessed:

"That's... It's because I trusted them too much before, but now after several official screenings, I have completely mastered the Demon Suppression Division and the Jing Prison, and your safety in the capital will not be threatened. ”

"In the capital?"

Jiang Jiuwei smiled in the direction of the empress, stretched out his hand to caress his heart, and said,

"Then what if I say I'm going to go outside the capital?"

When Zhou Mingchi heard this, his face wandered, and he said unconfidently:

"I can send someone to protect you..."

Jiang Jiuwei looked at the empress's weak expression in front of him, sighed imperceptibly, and said flatly:

"Even a master of Cao Xu's age can almost take my life before His Majesty's palace guard.

In the face of more intricate forces, how sure can Your Majesty protect me? ”

The young empress's face was slightly pale, and she calmed down completely. She sat up from the bed, looked at the person with a beautiful face not far away, seemed to have made a great deal of determination, and whispered:

"I... I've raised an army for you to keep you safe..."

The more Jiang Jiuwei saw the empress in front of him, the more ridiculous he became, and he hurriedly interrupted her, his tone was heavy, as if he was harsh, and said:

"Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven."

When Zhou Mingchi heard this word, the sharpness and stubbornness that he just wanted to leave Jiang Jiuwei seemed to be swept away. Her body trembled slightly, and she lowered her hands weakly, and murmured:

"Miss Jiang, you can't... Do you want to stay with me? ”

[Player Jiang Jiuwei/World Live Privacy Mode has been turned on]

Jiang Jiu didn't answer, just got up gently, walked up to the empress who seemed to be instantly worn by all the pride, squatted down, and held her hand.

The empress raised her heroic eyebrows, looked at the girl in front of her who still looked flat, smiled self-deprecatingly, and slowly shook her head.

Those dim eyes hide unspeakable loneliness.

Jiang Jiuwei stretched out his slender white fingers and gently pinched the empress's palm, as if he wanted to collect her sparse emotions for her, and said gently:

"There is no banquet in the world that will never be dispersed, I am just a guest in your life."

Zhou Mingchi raised his forehead, as if he wanted to hide something, and after a long while, he lowered his head to look at her, and said hoarsely:

"You know what? I... I especially regret now that I didn't send you away at the first sight of you..."

Jiang Jiuwei stood up slightly, wrapped his arms around the empress's neck, leaned into her ear, and said gently:

"It's okay, Sister Mingchi, you are the Son of Heaven. You carry the common people on your shoulders, not more than me, no less than me.

Soon... Soon you'll forget about me... See the wider world. ”

Zhou Mingchi did not answer, but trembled his hands, his fingertips slid from Jiang Jiuwei's supple hair to her cheeks under her eyes, took a deep breath, his tone was almost pleading, and said:

"Can you come and see me before you leave?"

Jiang Jiuwei chuckled lightly and said:

"Absolutely."

Early the next morning.

Library Cabinet.

"This piece is the bamboo slip you want about the development history of the demon race, you can pick a basic brief look... Like this, this... and this. ”

Jiang Jiuwei looked at the vast sea of books on the shelves on both sides, and was slightly stunned, surprised that the empress in front of him could know so much about the location of these books, and even knew the content.

Zhou Mingchi seemed to notice her expression, waved his finger at the library, and explained:

"When you didn't come... I've spent most of my time reading here since I retired, and I've read most of the books here more than once, so I'm familiar with them. ”

Jiang Jiuwei picked up the books that had been screened by the empress, gently put them aside, picked up the top volume, and looked through them carefully.

The text in this world is complex and difficult, but fortunately, the system has a thoughtful translation mechanism, which does not cause much obstacle for her.

"After the demon god came into the world, the demon party appeared?"

Jiang Jiu didn't find that although this so-called demon god was mentioned in many places in this book, he never explained the specific identity of the "demon god" positively, turned his head and asked,

"Sister Mingchi, do you know what a demon god is?"

Zhou Mingchi frowned slightly when he heard this, and said in a puzzled tone:

"I'm also very strange, the classics included in the Library Pavilion are very secretive about this so-called demon god, as if they are hiding from some flood beast."

Pressing the doubts in his heart, Jiang Jiu did not put all the books as they were, and made up his mind:

"I almost understand, thank you, Sister Mingchi."

[Player Jiang Jiuwei/Closed World Live Privacy Mode]

[The number of viewers of the current live broadcast: 42.6w+ (tenth in the same period on the popular list)]

"I'm not going to go here."

"Why did the ninth sister turn on the privacy mode last night?"

"She... She's not going to decide to stay! ”

"No, Ninth Sister, don't leave us behind......"

"Hey, you see that empress's face has improved a lot, I guess it's true!"

Jiang Jiu didn't see the barrage rumors in front of him spreading more and more, so he helplessly held his forehead and responded succinctly: "I won't stay here, I will go back." ”

Zhou Mingchi looked at her talking to herself, a little strange, and asked, "Miss Jiang, what did you say?" ”

Jiang Jiuwei waved his hand, signaling that he didn't say anything important, and instead pointed to the door and said:

"Sister Mingchi, then I'll go first."

The young son of heaven was not as greedy for his children's love as he was last night, but his face was flat, as if he didn't care about the departure of the beautiful girl.

She didn't even offer to send Jiang Jiuwei, but just turned around, picked up a book, looked down at it, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Come back early."

The footsteps behind her gradually faded away, and the slightly drunken rose fragrance on the girl's body was scattered, which was intoxicating. It's like a scribbled and illogical dream, and when you wake up, there's no trace.

Seeing Zhou Mingchi below, Master Wuliang sighed slightly, and reminded:

"Your Majesty, these five words, you have seen a stick of incense."

Outside the palace.

The streets and alleys of the market are completely unaware of the treacherous, open and secret battles of those big people, so they still look peaceful on the surface.

The cries of small traders and hawkers around come and go, but they are not tacky, but have a kind of warmth of fireworks, which sets off the prosperous scene of singing and dancing in this downtown area.

Jiang Jiuwei walked all the way down the street in his memory to the hotel where he was staying before. Looking at the familiar shop in front of her, she shook her head a little nostalgically and walked in.

According to her thoughts, many people here will see that they were invited into the palace with great fanfare.

If they are sure that they will get some valuable information from the Son of Heaven, they may take a risk and take action against themselves.

Jiang Jiuwei didn't come with a low-key mentality this time, nor did he tie another strip of cloth to block his eyes, so generously showing his eyes that were different from ordinary people on the street.

Many pedestrians on the side of the street noticed that something was wrong with the eyes of this fairy-like girl, and their faces showed fear and ran away without a trace.

There are also a small number of residents who seem to be accustomed to strange features for professional reasons, but their faces are almost presumptuous disdain, as if they are estimating the price of this "monster".

Jiang Jiu didn't secretly pay attention to the direction of the few people, and his footsteps didn't stop, so he walked straight to the front of the stairs where she was sitting in front of her, and sat down calmly as he did that day.

In terms of the professionalism of intelligence work, the group of people in front of them is obviously not very competent.

The round-faced vendor who sells seasonal fruits and vegetables doesn't even care when he sees his fruit exposed to direct sunlight, and the craftsman who sells candy turns over and over with those two tricks.

What made her feel speechless the most was that the eyes of the restaurant owner on the opposite side were staring at her almost without blinking, and the customers who came were all scribbled and perfunctory.

And how can there be a boss who comes down on his own to show up to solicit customers?

But Jiang Jiuwei didn't let her guard down too much, she couldn't be sure that only a group of people were eyeing her, and she couldn't judge whether the seemingly funny behavior in front of her was also an illusion.

She was waiting, waiting for them to decide to move themselves.

She's gambling, betting that they feel worthy.

As the sky deepened, the men looked around around – the pedestrians who might have been causing trouble for their movements were almost gone.

The restaurant owner looked around, his eyes flashed like copper bells, he waved his hand, and said loudly:

"Do it!"

The old man who was a candy man took out a short dagger from under the stool, his eyes flashed with a coldness that did not match his age, and he rushed to Jiang Jiuwei first, and stabbed her forehead with a blade.

Jiang Jiu didn't prepare in advance, dodged sideways, got up and hit the opponent's waist with a kick.

The old man didn't seem to expect the girl in front of him to react so quickly, he was slightly stunned, he didn't dodge the blow, he was kicked aside by her, rolled twice, and barely stabilized his body.

Seeing this, the round-faced vendor threw a punching bag at her. I don't know what the principle is, the sandbag exploded halfway, but there was no harm, covering the figure of the people in front of him.

Jiang Jiu swept away the sand neatly, and when he saw the old man who attacked him sideways again, his eyes were cold, and he retreated back into the hotel.

The old man was restrained by the wooden door of the inn, and the castration came to naught, and instead pressed the door panel horizontally, and flew straight to stab Jiang Jiuwei's door.

[Player Jiang Jiuwei / Activate the skill "From the Dead"! 】

[Zhou Lanling has been summoned continuously! ] 】

The ground around her was black and eerie in the evening twilight.

The old man thought that this was a corrosive poisonous mist, and immediately did not dare to approach, and his strength was exerted, barely stopping his speed.

The ghost-faced general stepped out of the black fog, saw Jiang Jiuwei's situation clearly, and said helplessly:

"Little girl... Why do you have so many enemies? ”

Jiang Jiuwei didn't talk nonsense, but stretched out his hand and pointed to the three people in front of him, and said calmly:

"The three of them, help me."

Zhou Lanling saw that she was only talking about business, and she was not in the mood to ridicule, so she shrugged her shoulders and said:

"Well, who brought me back to life?"

The old man didn't understand how this person appeared, but he didn't seem to be easy to deal with this ghost-faced general.

His heart turned, and he turned around and attacked Jiang Jiuwei urgently, trying to take advantage of Zhou Lanling's unstable foothold to kill this little demon girl who could drive away ghosts and gods first.

Zhou Lanling seemed to be offended, and then smiled with emotion and said:

"Want to kill someone right under my nose? The current posterity is very courageous. ”