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Concubine Jin glanced at him.The princess was a little startled, as if she didn't expect Yuan Zhao to be so direct.Immediately, she smiled alienatedly, and asked without answering, "I don't know what's the matter with my sister?"

"Concubine Jin entrusted me to protect the Crown Princess." Yuan Zhao looked serious, unaware that there was something wrong with a former demon king saying that it was wrong to protect a mortal.

The Crown Princess looked calm: "Did something happen in Kyoto?"

"The Lin family was destroyed." Concubine Jin said considerately.

Yuan Zhao felt that it was necessary to give the princess a buffer time: "Something happened to the Lin family." It turned out that the Lin family was the princess's family.

The princess was startled, she lowered her eyes to hide her emotions, and patted A Lang on the shoulder: "A Lang, go back to sleep, mother wants to talk about something."

After hearing what she said, Alang obediently left room for his mother.

When A Lang walked out of the ward, the princess said, "What happened to the Lin family?"

Yuan Zhao said, "It's gone."

The princess's face was pale: "It's gone? No one is alive?"

Concubine Jin tried to comfort her younger sister, but her hand directly passed through the thin back of the Crown Princess.

She was taken aback for a moment, then silently withdrew her hand, expressionless on her bluish-white face.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhao sighed in his heart, the gap between life and death is like a moat.

The crown princess got the acquiescence, and shivered inexplicably, holding on to the last bit of hope: "Where's sister?"

"Concubine Jin is always by your side." Yuan Zhao made a pun.

"...You two, can you let me be quiet?" The Crown Princess smiled at them with a pale face.

Yuan Zhao took Kong Zaijin out of the concubine's ward with interest again.

Holding his hand: "Ah Jin, where do you think Jiang Nan and Wen Huai will be?"

Kong Zaijin pondered for a few seconds, then said hesitantly: "I have to find two places. For example, the top of a tall building and the willow tree by the river on the south bank."

"You know it very well, have you had a few drinks with him before?" Yuan Zhao joked.

Kong Zai glanced at him, and said slowly: "Yes. Every time I feel that a certain bastard has retreated for too long, I go to him for a few drinks."

Yuan Zhao: "...returning your anger?"

Kong Zaijin: "I'm not angry, just remember."

Yuan Zhao touched his nose: "Remember what to do?"

Kong Zaijin's tone was full of stubbornness: "Remind yourself to become stronger. Next time, if Master retreats again, I will break no matter what barriers there are, so that Master has nowhere to hide."

Yuan Zhao laughed: "I won't."

Kong Zaijin didn't answer, just playing with his fingers.

"Let's go back to the inn first, I'll show you something, and then go find them." Yuan Zhao shook his hand.

Stepping into the guest room, Yuan Zhao set up an enchantment.Then she hugged Kong Zaijin by the waist and put him on the tea table.

Kong Zaijin automatically spread his legs, clamped him, and said amusedly: "What does Master want to do? Didn't you say to find someone?"

Yuan Zhao took out Xuanguang, and joked: "It's not here if you want to do it, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable. If Ah Jin is willing, I will make you satisfied."

Kong Zaijin twitched his lips: "Obviously Master also thinks about it."

Yuan Zhao pretended to be solemn, and patted Kong Zaijin's uneasy thigh: "Speak the business."

Kong Zaijin stopped rubbing his thighs, and said obediently, "Oh."

Yuan Zhao stabilized his mind, and with a thought, Zijian Hongguang separated from Xuanguang.

He withdrew his mysterious light, wiped Hongguang's sword edge with his fingertips, looked at Kong Zaijin on the tea table, thought for a moment, and always felt that this was too intimidating.

Then he picked up Kong Zaijin with one hand, carried him to the bed, and helped him to sit upright.

Kong Zaijin blinked and looked at him curiously.

Hongguang turned into a silver ring like the moon, with Hongguang's unique dark flowers engraved on it, and the word "Yuan" engraved in magic script on the side of the inner circle.

Yuan Zhao's ears were a little red, he put his legs together, brushed his broken hair, looked at him for a moment, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Kong Zaijin took a peek at Hong Guang, his heart beating like a drum.He couldn't help asking: "Master, what is this going to do...?!"

Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

Yuan Zhao knelt down on one knee, took his hand, and kissed him reverently on his ring finger.

Bowing his head to put on a silver ring for Kong Zai, it was like a craftsman engraving his signature on his most beloved work of art, focused and gentle.

The sweetheart's white jade-like ring finger had a silver ring on it, and Yuan Zhao was particularly moved.

He raised his head slightly, his eyebrows were tender with affection: "The Queen, please take care of it for me until the heir is confirmed."

Kong Zaijin's eyes moved slightly: "Master."

"I'm here."

Yuan Zhao really couldn't stand Kong Zaijin's sparkling black eyes that only looked like himself.Kneel in front of Kong Zaijin, lie on his lap, close your eyes, and lift your chin lightly.

Kong Zaijin, who was pressed on his lap and whose sex offender was piously begging for a kiss, completely fell for him.

The demon king obviously doesn't drink much, but he can brew good wine that makes him intoxicated. The affection that blends with the moonlight in the wine is extremely intoxicating.

Kong Zaijin held Yuan Zhao's face in his hands with a silver ring, and kissed those warm lips devoutly.

Lips meet.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"I won't lose Hongguang again."

Under the willow trees by the river on the south bank, three or four empty wine jars were crookedly piled up.Jiang Nan took a sip of wine, and glanced dissatisfiedly at Wen Huai who was sipping wine from a wine bowl: "If you drink with me, you won't be able to drink ten of them."

Wen Huai rolled his eyes: "Come on, it's almost enough to have someone with you!"

Jiang Nan leaned on the willow tree: "It must be sad for Zaijin to drink with us. Now it seems that he is in love." He sighed again: "My good brother is finally with his sweetheart. So much time to drink with us?" Then he sighed: "Bachelors can only bless them from afar."

Wen Huai, who is also a single dog, was speechless, and pushed Jiangnan, who wanted to be emotional: "You can understand how long I have been chasing you, and how hard it is. If you are really envious, you can also find a girl to chase. "

Jiang Nan laughed "hee hee" and said, "Shangshui Xianjun, I heard that you are very popular."

"what are you going to do?"

"Well, you don't know any girls?" Jiang Nan took another sip of wine.

"I think it's better for you not to harm other girls." Wen Huai teased him.

"Or, is there any man you know?"

"what?!"

"What are you thinking!" Jiang Nan piled up the wine jars and wiped his mouth: "I introduced it to Doctor Jiang Xin!"

"Oh." Wen Huai was relieved to hear that he was finally willing to mention Doctor Jiang Xin.

"She...holds up the medicine cabinet by herself, and she doesn't have to be so tired if someone helps her." Jiang Nan murmured, "I'll lock it up for her first."

"Pavilion Master Jiang has worked very hard."

"She has always worked hard. Since she was a child, the elders have liked her very much."

"Governor Jiang acted resolutely. To be honest, if someone hadn't dragged you, you might have been beaten and paralyzed on the bed, and sent back to Jiang's house by her. I really admire her."

"Actually, it's not impossible to be her shadow. I am very grateful that she picked me up and let the Jiang family accept me on the surface. Unfortunately, I am not qualified."

Wen Huai was trying to comfort him.

He added: "Fortunately, I didn't become her shadow, otherwise I would have suffocated to death in front of the delicious food and wine."

Wen Huai choked on his comforting words: "...", well, I know this guy's temperament.

Jiang Nan stopped talking again, and the two drank in silence for a while, and his mouth was not idle: "What are you going to do?"

Wen Huai understood what he was asking: "I don't know. We had a good time when he was not around. I understand that A Niang misses him very much. But he has been absent for so long, I just don't know how to accept him for a moment .”

"is it?"

"Yes." Wen Huai drank some wine, and the conversation started: "When I was young, I saw that other people had a father, so I asked my mother. But every time I asked, my mother couldn't help crying. Later, I became sensible. I won't ask any more."

"Ah."

"My impression of Dad is the tomb and A Niang's tears when she goes to incense every year."

"He's still alive."

"Yes, he is still alive. So my impression of Father is that of a wounded patient lying on the bed again."

Jiang Nan served wine for Wen Huaiman: "He is the uncle of the Demon Lord. If you don't pay attention, you will have the Demon Realm as your backer."

"Envy?" Wen Huai smiled.

"No." Jiang Nan stretched his waist, "I haven't tried the wine from the Demon Palace yet. How about going to the Demon Palace and bringing a few bottles for my brothers to drink?"

Wen Huai laughed: "Can't you be a little ideal and just want to drink?"

"Who told Zaijin to stay in the peacock fief all the time, so he went back to the devil's palace on the time of the devil's birthday, and he didn't bring altar wine when he came out. I also never drank the wine from the devil's palace. Sigh."

"Okay, okay, if you have a chance, tell brother Zhao that you are greedy for his wine."

"Hey, are you brother?" Jiang Nan turned his elbow, bumped into Wen Huai, and said with a smile, "I mean you, Wen Huai, his cousin, the wine of the greedy demon king." Opened another jar of wine, before waiting for Wen Huai's response, he asked, "Don't you want to try?"

Wen Huai looked weird, and bumped his elbow as a reminder.

Jiang Nan asked strangely, "Why hit me?"

However, the next moment he understood why——

"I don't understand wine. I can't tell whether the wine in the Demon Palace is good or not. If Jiang Xianjun wants to try it, I will ask Ah Jin to bring you two jars next time." After finishing speaking, Yuan Zhao took the wine in his hand and drank it After taking a sip, Xu said again: "This wine is too spicy, I can't drink it."

Kong Zaijin took the wine from Yuan Zhao's hand, and directly drank the jar of wine at the place where Mo Jun just drank it.

He accidentally peeped at the moonlight reflected on the silver ring, and it was really reflected in his heart, and his mind was turbulent.He asked, "Is there any more?"

After mechanically reopening a jar of wine and handing it to Kong Zaijin, Jiang Nan moved his head as if stepping on the sound of winding a clockwork, and turned his head click by click, as if he had just realized it.

Seeing the man in black sitting next to him, he couldn't hold his tongue: "Devil, Demon Lord?"

Yuan Zhao: "I want to tell you two things."

"You, you say." Jiang Nan's scalp tingled.

"The matter of the two elders of the Jiang family has something to do with the palace."

"Sure enough." Jiang Nan paused while drinking, pretending to be calm, "May I ask how much more does the devil know?"

Yuan Zhao: "It's gone. But someone said that she knew the inside story back then, and if she wants to go, let us escort the princess back to Beijing."

"Crown princess? People from the royal family are in the Medicine Pavilion?"

"Alang's mother is the Crown Princess."

"Oh! So it's that lady, I said she's very elegant."

"Indeed." With Concubine Jin present, the Crown Princess is indeed full of 'ghost air'.

Jiang Nan shook the wine jar: "Where's Doctor Jiang Xin? Does she know about this commission?"

"I know, but she has to sit in the medicine pavilion, and she can't get away from her."

"The devil has already agreed." Jiang Nan said indifferently, "Otherwise, with Doctor Jiang Xin's temperament, how could he give up."

"Good guess."

Jiang Nan didn't care about the dirt, and put his hands under the willow tree: "After all, it's my family's business, so it's natural to go to Kyoto."

"You find an opportunity to meet the Crown Princess, mainly to meet a noble concubine next to her."

"Is there another concubine?"

"Yes. The concubine and the concubine are twin sisters, but the concubine doesn't know that the concubine is by her side. When you see the concubine, pay attention to what you say."

"Huh?" Jiang Nan said that he didn't understand very well.

Yuan Zhao didn't want to say more, he thought to himself, one thing has already been settled, and there is one left...Thinking, his eyes kept wandering around Wen Huai.

Wen Huai gave a shock: "Brother Zhao, what's the matter?"

Yuan Zhao smiled and said: "I wonder if this little brother Wen Huai has the ambition to achieve great things?"

Wen Huai thought for a while: "Save people and help the world?"

Yuan Zhao smiled more like a fox: "I have a good opportunity here, which is very suitable for saving people and helping the world."

Wen Huai shuddered, and asked: "Brother, it is true."

"The position of the Demon Lord."

With a few crisp sounds, the wine jar or glass fell to the ground.

Kong Zaijin touched the silver ring, his expression was unclear.

Jiang Nan: "..." This melon is too big, he has to digest it.

Wen Huai: "..." He didn't think he meant that.After a long time, he swallowed, and forced himself to be calm: "Brother Zhao, don't make fun of me." That's the position of the devil, he never thought about it, okay?

Yuan Zhao's tone was extremely serious: "I don't have time to joke with you. I said, I want you to be the next devil."

Wen Huai was silent for a long time.

Yuan Zhao decided to tell the truth: "Wen Huai, your heart is for the common people... ([-] characters omitted), although you are a little weaker now, you will definitely be an excellent king."

Wen Huai said: "I have no intention of being the Demon Lord."

Yuan Zhao took Kong Zaijin's left hand, which was wearing the silver ring, and said: "I don't intend to have an heir in this life, but I can't abdicate without an heir. And the position of the demon king can only be taken by the demon, which really makes me embarrassed."

This is moral kidnapping.

Wen Huai was silent, and said after a moment: "Isn't there still Yuanwen?"

Yuan Zhao pretended to be apologetic: "Heavenly Demon is about to live a thousand years of thunder calamity. Uncle Yuan Wen is at least seven hundred years old, nearly a thousand years old, but Uncle Yuan Wen's three blood plums are not doing well. Put in twice as much energy to raise them, then when all his three ways are destroyed by lightning, there will be nothing to save his three ways. At that time, Yuan Wen will also fall."

Wen Huai struggled and said, "He can be raised while being a devil."

Yuan Zhao: "The devil's ascension to the throne is also to be robbed by thunder. If one is not careful, the black thunder enters the body and will leave internal injuries. In 300 years, he has to nourish the blood plum and recover his energy from the black thunder. It will be difficult to pass the millennium again."

Wen Huai's eyes flickered: "Then, Brother Zhao, how many more years will you take care of?"

Yuan Zhao was a bit confused: "If there is no heir, the elders will have to choose a concubine for me." He has been annoyed by the elders and ministers sending letters for thousands of miles these days.

The temperature plummeted.

Seeing his brother's extremely ugly face, Wen Huai sighed, "But, I'm really not suitable."

Yuan Zhao thought, when I first came here, no one asked me if I was suitable.

Don't do to others what you don't want done to yourself. Thinking of this, he sighed: "Forget it, I'll give you some time to think about it."

Wen Huai looked a little dazed: "Yes."

Back at the inn, he broke off a flower branch and inserted it between the delicate white porcelain vases.

After the kiss fell, he frivolously untied the belt, but did not remove the clothes.

After the kiss, Kong Zaijin's eyes were half lustful and half probing, he hummed twice and said, "Brother wants to accept a concubine?"

Yuan Zhao's eyes were gentle: "I will only have one queen."

Kong Zaijin carefully looked at every muscle and every scar on his body, and said: "The elders will not agree to this marriage. They will not let you make me a queen. Master made me a concubine, and I am very satisfied." .”

"So unambitious?" Helping him to lie down, Yuan Zhao said confidently: "Don't worry, they will agree."

Let Kong Zaijin be his concubine?He can't bear it.

Kong Zaijin hooked his neck with a complicated expression: "What if you don't agree?"

Yuan Zhao bowed his head and pressed a kiss, saying, "There is no if."

Kong Zai's eyelash feathers trembled slightly, like a crow's feathers swaying against the wind.

He raised his head and kissed him actively.

He held Kong Zaijin's hand, and when he touched the warm silver ring, he felt extremely at ease.

A sweet-scented osmanthus branch is placed in the white porcelain with a smooth touch, and the plum fragrance is fragrant overnight.

The dark pattern on the silver ring is like a phoenix, with dots of clear water and moonlight.

Gently and carefully engrave an inch-by-inch promise.

——I will hand Hongguang to you, and you will hand it to the next Demon Lord, okay?

The morning of the next day was extremely bright, and the two people at the inn left the inn contentedly.

As soon as he stepped into the Medicine Pavilion, he saw a rush of blood rushing up, forming a ball layer upon layer, passing through the gap in the ceiling, scrambling to rush upwards.Those who didn't know it thought it was the blood bodhisattva descending to earth, with his aura fully opened.

If you think about it with your toes, you will know that it is Long An's work.

Yuan Zhao and Kong Zaijin looked at each other and walked upstairs together.Sure enough, in the center of the vacated eighth floor, a group of strong blood energy gathered, and Long An should be in the blood energy.

The blood became thinner, and then Long An's figure showed a line of outline.

It's going to be a success soon.At this moment, Yuan Zhao frowned slightly, turned his head to Kong Zaijin and said, "I'll go to Elder Su and talk about the medicine man."

Touching his snowy hair, sliding down his fingertips, brushing over his ears, and finally rubbing his earlobe lightly.

Kong Zaijin was so teased that he didn't respond, only heard a low laugh, and the man had disappeared at the end of the corridor.The corner of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help touching the silver ring on the ring finger of his left hand. The unique pattern of Hongguang was engraved with unevenness, which brought a slight itch to his heart.