After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

When the last rays of sunlight faded into the evening glow, the vermilion palace gate opened wide, and among all the people who had accompanied him, only Bodhi entered the palace.

Greed jumped out of the car halfway. In fact, it was not as cool as it sounded. It was just a dirty money transaction and was easily sent away by Xie Jinyan.

Liu Yin was taken away by Ao Mang's glare again. He could not bear the deadly gaze of his third senior brother, so he could only return to the Marquis' Mansion crying and biting his handkerchief unwillingly.

But it was worth it. I touched Pu Ran's hand before leaving, which at least kept me emotionally stable for three days and didn't go crazy.

Finally, Pride knocked on the car window and Pu Ran opened the curtain.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other with inexplicable intimacy.

The silver-haired man raised his index finger and gestured something in the air, and Pu Ran nodded: "Okay, don't worry."

The arrogant eyes seemed to smile: "May the princess have a good dream tonight."

He stepped back, and as the curtains fell, his icy face was blocked, but the cold fragrance that drifted into the carriage was not blocked.

Xie Jinyan propped up his chin and said leisurely: "Sister and the Marquis really have a tacit understanding."

You know what the other person wants to express without saying anything. This kind of friendship is the envy of others.

Now that Xie Jinyan is unhappy, Pu Ran is very happy.

"The immortals often come to accompany me, so we naturally develop a tacit understanding."

The good brother raised his eyebrows and said teasingly: "In that case, are you blaming me for not accompanying you more often?"

Puran understood the greater good: "My brother, it is of utmost importance that you handle your own government affairs well. I don't need to worry about this."

And Bodhi has also entered the palace. In the future, it is more important for the three of us, the immortals, and the Buddhists, to live a good life.

She didn't say the latter part of this sentence, but Xie Jinyan still got the hint.

Unconsciously, he felt that he and his sister had developed a tacit understanding.

"The people I met during this trip..."

What is its relationship with you?

The man had just asked half of the question when a piece of cake was unexpectedly stuffed into his mouth.

The girl's plain face suddenly came closer, her dark eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes looked lively and pretty.

"Is it tasty?"

She placed her index finger on the exposed end of the pastry and slowly pushed it into the man's mouth.

His eyes, which always seemed to be shrouded in black mist, suddenly shrank, and Xie Jinyan unconsciously breathed a little lighter.

"If it tastes good, eat more."

Some things should not be dug into, it is better for people to live in confusion.

The dark energy gathered in Xie Jinyan's eyes rolled like clouds and mist, his Adam's apple swallowed with some lust, and his straight lips slowly curled up as he stared at that face.

His thoughts were hard to figure out, but his eyes flickered as he pointed at the cakes in the air, and his voice rose slightly with a hint of lightness: "Another piece."

Pu Ran stuffed it in roughly with her hand, and her fingertips just brushed the corner of the man's lips. Xie Jinyan paused for a moment, raised his eyelashes and looked at the girl's pretty profile.

"Before going to the temple, I have sent someone to summon Song Zhao."

He raised his hand and gently stroked the girl's delicate eyes, rubbing them lightly with his thumb: "I wonder if meeting Song Zhao can remind my sister of something."

Puran didn't say anything, or rather, she didn't want to pay attention to him under the pretext of eating cakes.

Xie Jinyan was not angry. Instead, he smiled in a good mood and let go of his hand.

After getting off the car, Pu Ran met Bodhi's eyes, and the light in her eyes became more vivid: "Tomorrow, please ask the monk to chant sutras with me to pray for my father."

Look at her filial piety that has nowhere to go.

Bodhi suppressed the itch in his heart, and stood there restrainedly, looking at her, and said "OK" softly and gently.

Falling in the evening breeze, it seems like God's unique preference for someone.

Xie Jinyan watched everything expressionlessly, exchanged a few polite words with a few people, and then walked away.

Pu Ran brought Chun Tao back to his own bedroom and told her to take a bath. Chun Tao then went back to prepare.

She walked up to the bed, pulled down the bed curtain, and took out the mahogany box she had received from Bodhi.

The box opened with a click, and the purple rune stone inside glowed brightly, looking extremely beautiful.

She went to get a silver needle and pricked her finger. A drop of blood fell on the gem, but was quickly absorbed without a trace, like dew drops in the desert.

The gems were spotless, as if nothing had happened.

However, after absorbing the blood, the black runes inside were wrapped in red light and flashed for a moment, and then returned to calm.

Pu Ran looked solemnly, closed one eye, and moved the gem closer to examine it carefully.

What does it mean when blood is absorbed?

It means she is a contender for power.

She must fight, grab and hold on to this power, otherwise she will be discovered and eliminated by other competitors.

The price of carrying power is heavy. This mountain will not weigh on you unless you want it to.

Just like the fight for the throne among these princes, there may be people who participate unintentionally, but the cruel and tortuous competition will definitely affect innocent people.

Your qualification is sin.

If you are qualified, you face the risk of being eradicated.

Pu Ran stared at the gem quietly for a long time, then suddenly sighed and looked at Xie Jinyan with pity.

“It’s not easy for you either.”

Well, now she is also going to seize power, and the days ahead will definitely not be peaceful.

She put the gem away and lay lazily on the bed in a daze. Not long after, Chun Tao came to report: "Princess, Song Zhao wants to see you."

The last rays of sunset outside also completely dissipated, and the sky was covered with a grayish light black. Pu Ran rubbed his eye sockets, feeling a little tired: "Okay."

She came to the main hall and saw Song Zhao with a gloomy look and Xie Jinyan, a handsome man sitting nearby drinking tea.

The man was calm and composed: "Did you remember anything when you saw him?"

Of course Puran remembered it.

I remember the crisp feeling of a small whip falling.

She sat there, her eyelids drooping and her look listless like a wilted flower, fully displaying her exhaustion from the day's rush.

"Song Zhao..."

As she read it, Song Zhao's heart tightened.

He always felt that this tone was very familiar.

Song Zhao, Xie Wanning's ex-husband, the dead soul under Pu Ran's whip, and now a tool sent by Xie Jinyan.

Pu Ran had a clear idea of ​​his position in his mind.

At this moment, she was propping up her head with one hand, looking at the handsome face of the young man, and said in a light tone: "Although I don't remember the past, I still feel happy to see this young man."

She narrowed her eyes and smiled at Xie Jinyan: "How about brother give him to me?"

Xie Jinyan had not expected her to say this. His face turned cold for a moment, and a fake smile appeared on his lips. He turned around and asked Song Zhao, "Are you willing to stay with Wan Ning?"

Song Zhao was caught in a dilemma.

To say that I don't want to would be an insult to the princess.

Even if she said she was willing, she would be tortured by the prince behind her back.

The young man suddenly felt ironic and unwilling about his worthless life that could be played with by others at will.

His body was clearly standing straight like a pine tree, but he was always kneeling at people's feet.

Feeling disheartened, he looked up to answer and happened to meet the girl's teasing yet smiling eyes.

At that moment, something suddenly hit the top of his head. He seemed to have grasped something, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Just a shudder of heart, a sense of familiarity creeping into my mind.

He heard the princess casually say: "Stay with me, and help me copy some Buddhist scriptures in your spare time."