Qi Meng Xuanji

"Huh? Bai Zhiyao is holding this Peeping Dzi Bead, why is there nothing?" Xuanji suddenly thought of a question.

"In addition to being possessed by the Holy Master, the artifact will also be predestined with some mortals. The Bai family has a predestined relationship with the Heavenly Peeping Bead, so you can naturally hold it, but Bai Zhiyao doesn't know the origin of this bead, he just thinks it is a unique piece. It’s just a treasure. The king just revealed that he likes the weird jade ball, he will automatically send the peeping dzi bead to the door, fearing that the gift is not enough." Zhao Jianshen made no secret of the success of the strategy.

Xuanji sighed: "What the **** did Bai Zhiyao do to offend you? Not only did you set up a trap to deceive him, but you also sent him to the enemy's knife all the way. He just wanted to take a piece of the Yunchuan Iron Mine."

"I hate the idea of ​​someone hitting the king. Since he dares to do it, he naturally has to pay the price." Zhao Jianshen said.

Xuanji had the same thought as many people around Zhao Jianshen: offending no one can offend Prince Zhao, he is a typical person who complains bit by bit and repays the spring.

"Does the cave pillar have eyebrows?" Xuan Ji was also a little curious about what would happen to the legendary artifacts together.

Zhao Jianshen is confident: "Not yet. But it should be in Ningguo."

"Why let me watch this?"

"I said that you are one of my most valued subordinates. You naturally want to know these things."

Xuanji had an expression of disbelief.

Zhao Jianshen suddenly put away the smile on his lips, and said with a serious face: "If you have any thoughts in your heart from now on, just ask me, I must know everything and say nothing."

"Huh?" What? Why didn't you call yourself "the king" suddenly?

"You have seen a lot and guessed a lot, but you keep it in your heart. Rather than wondering about it, you might as well ask me generously, including things about the palace, including Yunchuan, including Shen's, including mine. "

The tone is rare with a seductive softness, and the charming eyes easily electrocuted Xuanji, and obediently responded: "Okay."

Perhaps it was because the light in Zhao Jianshen's eyes was too bright, Xuanji suddenly woke up from confusion, unconsciously stepped back two steps, and hurriedly said: "It's late at night, I will go back to rest."

After that, Zhao Jianshen responded quickly and retreated.

"Since I have been tempted, why stubbornly resist?" Zhao Jianshen looked at Xuanji's hasty back and smiled triumphantly.

Then he frowned and said in a low voice, "Zhao Sixteen."

A black figure flashed in from the door of the study and bowed to the ground. It was the leader of the sixteenth team of dead soldiers under Zhao Wangfu.

"Procedures, cherish **** Yi Qingyun, kill without mercy!" Zhao Jianshen put on that gentleman's mask again, and the corners of his lips were elegantly hooked, but his eyes filled with soft smiles were cold and terrifying.

Zhao Sixteen leaned forward and bowed again, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye just like when he came.

Xuanji, who had fled, ran all the way to Ting Songju and breathed a sigh of relief.

After the bath, I was lying on the bed, but I was rarely drowsy, and my mind was full of Zhao Jianshen's handsome face and the eyes of electrocution. Suddenly I remembered the question Zhang Qiaoyu had asked--what kind of person she thought Zhao Jianshen was.

A handsome and sinful man, a man with a gentle smile on his belly full of conspiracies, a man who loves to hold grudges and Javier will avenge him, a lustful man, uh, this seems a bit wrong to him, although Zhao Jianshen has eaten Xuanji countless tofu, However, he rarely took the initiative to get close to other women.

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Xuanji sat up, wishing to format her mind again. Didn’t she know that she was already tempted by Zhao Jianshen-in the face of such a handsome, powerful and powerful man, it would be hypocritical to say that she was not tempted, but again I have to always be wary of not sinking in. She is not as relaxed as others have seen.

Since she couldn't sleep, Xuanji simply got up and found something to do. Zhang's mother must have fallen asleep so late, so let's see the punished accomplice.

The real ancestral hall of the Zhao Wang Mansion is far away in Jianchuan, the hometown of the Zhao family. The small building on the east side of the Wang Mansion is often used to enshrine the Zhao family's ancestor tablet, so it became the ancestral hall of the Zhao Wang Mansion population.

Xuanji didn't wake Keer either, she took a pot of tea and a bag of cakes and passed by with a lantern.

Zhao Siyuan was kneeling in the central hall of the ancestral hall, adjusting his internal breath. The whole person had entered a dormant state, but Xuanji had only stepped into the ancestral hall and he knew that the martial arts practiced daily since the age of three was not for nothing.

He carefully maintained his original state, wanting to see what this woman wanted to do when she came over in the middle of the night.

Xuanji saw that he could fall asleep even on his knees, and was greatly admired. He gently put down his snacks and tea, turned and left.

"Hey, you came over so sneaky in the middle of the night, why did you leave without saying a word?" Zhao Siyuan couldn't help but speak when Xuanji's footsteps had reached the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Xuan Ji looked back in surprise: "Aren't you asleep? I said, how can anyone fall asleep on their knees? You are not a horse."

"Huh! I'm practicing, what do you know?!" This woman would not say a few nice words.

"Okay, you practice slowly, I won't bother you." Xuan Ji waved and turned to leave.

"Hey! Since you are here, talk to me!" Zhao Siyuan couldn't hold his face, and said hard.

Naturally, Xuanji knew the awkwardness of the child in the rebellious period, and was not angry, so she turned around and walked to Zhao Siyuan and sat down generously. At this time, although the summer is about to end and the weather is still very hot, sitting on the cold and icy floor does not count. Uncomfortable.

"What do you want to say?" Xuan Ji asked with a smile.

"Why are you interceding for me today? Don't think that I'll be grateful for this." I obviously wanted to thank you, but it didn't taste that way.

"You are grateful to me and I can't serve as a meal. I think, anyway, my ancestral hall is not here, and I don’t have to punish me for the night." Xuanji said half-jokingly, watching Zhao Siyuan’s eyebrows wringing out, she continued:" Besides, today I am indeed not."

Zhao Siyuan snorted, his face calmed down.

Xuanji saw that he was uncomfortable when he was kneeling, so he said, "Sit down, too. No one is watching here anyway."

"No, since the father wants me to kneel all night, if I am lazy, he will be angry if he knows it." Zhao Siyuan was obviously in awe of his father.

"Why are you so afraid of him. He's not clairvoyant, how can he know everything?"

Zhao Siyuan squinted at Xuanji in disdain, "Aren't you afraid of my father?"

"I'm afraid, but fortunately, I am not his son. Can't I still not be able to hide if I can't provoke me?" Xuan Ji put on the ground, half-tilted and slouched.

"Father is very good to you," Zhao Siyuan said suddenly. Seeing Xuanji's face, he couldn't help but said: "Father has many women, but I have never seen him treat women like you."

Gee! Can't you stop talking about this man, you can't hide it anywhere.