Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 157 "Xiangguo was originally a daughter (36)"

"My lord, the king and all the ministers are still waiting for you." The eunuch beside the old king of Chu smiled like a chrysanthemum, and led her into the palace courteously and flatteringly.

The bricks and tiles are still familiar. In front of the courtier’s hall, shining under the rising sun is the courtier’s hall. Behind the courtier’s hall is a large expanse of mulberry moonflowers from the state of Chu. Jiyue’s memory is full of pure white petals with small stamens hidden. Every summer In seasons, the petals are flying like little fairies flying in the sky, which is the most beautiful scenery in Jiyue's heart.

It's a pity that Jiyue will never see such a beautiful scenery again.

Zhou Meng nodded reservedly, "Eunuch Wang, long time no see."

"Princess, I haven't seen you for nearly ten years. Ever since you married to the state of Wu, the king has never thought about tea and food. Princess, please don't be stubborn and say something nice to the king." She guides the way and gives her advice affectionately.

"Thank you, Eunuch Wang, for your kindness, I appreciate it."

King Chu's handsome face could not withstand the ravages of time, the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, and his old age was beginning to show, and his back could not withstand the weight of years, so he became slightly rickety, just like smiling but not smiling at the reactions of the courtiers.

"My Lady has arrived."

The court hall was silent, and many courtiers were either overtly or secretly sizing up the figures coming against the light.

Elegant white clothes, black silk like waterfalls, and a pair of upturned fox eyes are a soul-stirring existence, but the officials felt that those eyes were as cold as ice. Princess Jiyue ten years ago was glamorous, but Princess Jiyue ten years later is glamorous. Cold as frost, extraordinary temperament.

"Jiyue, why did you escape from the state of Wu? Where is your husband?" The old king of Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Zhou Meng with unclear meaning.

"Knock-"

The old king of Chu tapped on the handrail with his fingers, as if tapping on everyone's heartstrings.

Zhou Meng performed the etiquette of a saint, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, this seat is only a saint of the Witch Temple, not Jiyue."

"Bold! Did you even deny your father and king after becoming a saint?"

The old king of Chu jumped up, his anger shot up from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and he stared at Zhou Meng with complicated eyes.

Zhou Meng remained calm, still standing there and staring calmly.

"Your Majesty, you should know the reason why I left the country of Wu. I don't want to care about it. If someone cares about it, it would be unsightly. Your Majesty, don't you think so?" Zhou Meng stood leisurely , the tone was gentle and soft, but what he said made the old Chu king's face suddenly change.

"you you--"

Zhou Meng turned a blind eye to the index finger pointing at her, her eyes were clear and indifferent, and she took out a small and exquisite jade token from her wide sleeve.

The old Chu King's pupils constricted, and his lips trembled.

Zhou Meng flicked the non-existent dust calmly, "Did your majesty see clearly?"

"You, why do you have this thing?" King Chu's rage was like a deflated balloon, and he suddenly panicked. The thing he feared and desired the most would be in the hands of his least favorite daughter.

Tiger Talisman!

How could this thing be in Jiyue's hands?

The courtiers could not help but look at each other in disbelief, only the veteran courtiers vaguely guessed why the king's face changed drastically.

Back then, the king was just an unfavored prince who married the daughter of the most mysterious family in the Chu Kingdom. The king demoted the princess to a concubine out of emotion, and Jiyue became an unfavored concubine because of this. The princess was so depressed that she vomited blood died, leaving her young daughter to live alone in the cannibal harem.

It's a pity that the tiger talisman that can mobilize millions of troops, which the king has searched for thousands of times, is actually hidden in the double-ring jade pendant left to his daughter by the deceased princess.

Zhou Meng has a well-thought-out plan and the Tiger Talisman in hand, only then can he successfully control the state affairs of Chu State.

As the sun set, the Chu Palace was covered with gold silk gauze, and every brick and tile was extremely exquisite, exuding a sense of magnificence and elegance.

Zhou Meng walked quietly among the large mulberry moonflowers, gently stroking the pure white petals, through the sailboat of memory, she seemed to feel the joys and sorrows of little Jiyue back then...

"Sister Wang, do you really want to do this?" The sickly young man stood silently behind Zhou Meng, and only said boldly when she was about to turn around and leave.

Zhou Meng turned her head, with a smile on her face, like a beautiful mulberry flower in full bloom, "Third brother, why are you here?"

The sick and weak young man is the third son of the old king of Chu. Unfortunately, the eldest son died in battle, and the second son was ignorant. Only the third son was talented and kind. He took good care of his lonely sister Zhou Meng and protected her through the More than ten years in the harem.

Zhou Meng had a good impression of the third brother, and answered his question with a smile, "Third brother, the unification of the three kingdoms by the Yan State is the general trend of the world. I just follow the trend and avoid Chu's disastrous defeat in advance," she paused. After a pause, he stared at the Palace of Chu with complicated meaning, "I just don't want many innocent people to die."

"...Sister Wang." The third brother's feelings are unpredictable. The power of the father and the king has fallen, and the power of the king has declined. The divine right has gradually become the only belief in the hearts of the people of Chu, but his sister has gradually become the new leader of the Chu government. .

"Third brother, there is no need to persuade me, I will not change my mind again." Zhou Meng's tone was firm, and a pair of beautiful eyes shone with a bright and determined light.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the dark clouds cover the moon.

The maiden's room in the Temple of the Witch was surrounded by men in black, and the smoke billowed up. Zhou Meng fell into a coma and was snatched away by men in black again.

There was no sunlight in the room, and it was so dark that it made people panic.

Lifting the layers of curtains, stepping on the fine wool carpet, looking up, you can see the sleepy girl on the carved wooden bed in the center.

In the darkness, the girl's face was white and lovely, her lips curled up, as if she was having a beautiful sweet dream, unaware of her dangerous situation.

She was dressed in a white jacket, her little feet were exquisite and small, curled up cutely, and there were thin chains tied around her ankles, and along the chains, she stretched out to the two iron rings on the wooden bed.

"Squeak", the door opened.

A gleam of light sneaked into the crack of the door, and was soon blocked by someone who came.

The footsteps of the visitor were brisk, as if he was delighted after finally accomplishing a major event.

"Da da da--"

The visitor walked to the bed, staring at Zhou Meng quietly with a pair of black eyes, which were dark and unpredictable, like an abyss.

[Mengmeng, something is wrong! 】

[Mengmeng, dear host, you are waking up, the villain is blackened, my god, his blackening value has broken through 90 points, no, 95 points, you are waking up! 】

[Big idiot, wake up! 】

188 hurriedly jumped in the sea of ​​consciousness, and if she didn't pay attention to her host, she was imprisoned by the villain.

It had asked the host to observe the villain's emotions before, and warned the host that it would be very dangerous if the villain's blackening value exceeded 80 points, and the villain might not make any dangerous moves...

It's all right now, the host...

The unconscious Zhou Meng's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The man's hand touching Zhou Meng's face froze suddenly.

Breathing gradually became heavy.

　Little black house play let's go~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)