In the far north, the Ice Emperor's Palace.
A man with a soft face is sitting on the throne. He holds his chin and closes his eyes. He looks like a giant ice and snow dragon, deep in sleep.
A woman's Nuonuo voice came from outside the palace door, "See you, Emperor."
"Come in."
Ru Mengxue then pushed open the door, then knelt on the ground and crawled through the long hall passage, then clapped her hands on the ground and bowed in obeisance.
Su Bingxuan enjoyed this process very much.
Sooner or later, he will make everyone kneel down and surrender like this.
He slowly opened his eyes, and Ru Mengxue, who was kneeling in worship, felt her whole body tremble, as if being stared at by a terrifying beast. Ru Mengxue knew that this was the true courage of her master.
She lowered her head and pressed her forehead firmly against the cold ground, not daring to show any disrespect.
Su Bingxuan said slowly: "Go and accompany Su Jing and gain his trust."
"yes."
"Others may not be able to do it, but you should be able to. Don't let me down. As for Feng Nanbei, I have other plans, so you don't need to worry about it anymore."
"yes."
"Go down."
Su Bingxuan held her chin and thought. The position of Emperor Master was unusual. He would naturally lay countless traps against the opponent's competitors. Ru Mengxue was just one of them. He also set up many traps, just waiting to catch the opponent standing opposite. The genius of the Su family was ruined.
As for Feng Nanbei, he personally verified that that person was indeed possessed by a maniac. He even entered the room to listen for pulses and check blood, but Feng Nanbei's body showed an extremely weak appearance.
However, he didn't know that after reaching the eleventh realm of Xiaji, his control over the body had reached a new level, otherwise he would have reported it directly to the head of the family.
Even so, Su Bingxuan was not ready to let Feng Nanbei go from the second level.
Although the Su family prohibits private fighting, they cannot help but provoke each other and seek revenge among their slaves.
Therefore, he can definitely target people like Long Xiangjun, Tang Lan, Tang Hong, and even Guan Chun Guan Sheng.
Feng Nanbei was unable to live in peace and recovery, and the frustration in his heart accumulated more and more, and turned into an invisible big hand, making him unable to turn over.
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Ru Mengxue slowly retreated.
After she left, she dressed herself up in the mirror in the rather luxurious independent palace.
All I saw was that the person in the mirror was pitiful and looking forward to his appearance.
A sigh, a frown, all make people feel pity.
Ru Mengxue held her chin and thought, she was good at seducing men, but she had just tried to please Wanfeng Nanbei last time, but now she had to accompany Su Jing, so what should she do
It was impossible for Su Jing to accept such a cheap woman.
It is also impossible to accept a woman who obviously wants to destroy his thoughts.
If there was no wind and north, the difficulty of this matter might be a little smaller, but now the difficulty has simply doubled several times.
However, she had to fulfill her master's orders. The reason why she was able to own an independent palace and have a transcendent status here depended not only on her appearance, but also on her ability to communicate everywhere.
She is a tool of the master. Maybe the master will not blame her if she cannot complete the task this time, but it is very likely that she will be replaced, and she will become a waste and be thrown into the dust that will no longer be recycled, without even the most basic dignity. They will disappear and become the lowest level plaything, to be tortured and played with, and then need to be flattered with the most careful smile.
Scenes of painful memories flashed through her mind, and the sounds of tragic wails resounded. Her body suddenly stirred, as if dancing in a nightmare, and she waved the rouge box, ivory comb, and gouache cake in front of her. to the ground.
Snapped! !
There were crisp cracking sounds,
Ru Mengxue felt like she had regained her soul and woke up from a nightmare.
Cold sweat,
She looked at the mirror in front of her, which reflected the spacious and splendid hall, as well as her pitifully pretty face.
She caressed the face, her weapon.
She suddenly clapped her hands.
Outside the door, a person dressed as a maid lowered her head and placed a thick stack of books in front of Ru Mengxue.
Ru Mengxue took a deep breath, and then opened the booklet.
There were only two words written on the first page: Su Jing.
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The next day, Ru Mengxue personally drove the chariot to the familiar Yunshang Mansion.
She looked anxious, and after getting out of the car, she said: "The Ice Emperor's envoy is here to visit."
The servant didn't dare to stop him, so he hurriedly got out of the way, and then went to report to Su Jing.
Ru Mengxue ordered the servant to bring the dragon into the house and hide it. The servant didn't understand what it meant, but he still did it.
Then, Ru Mengxue walked to the master bedroom, knocked on the door, and shouted softly: "Mr. Feng, Mengxue has been worried about you these days. Thinking of your injury, she brought a lot of holy medicine this time. Come give it to you.”
There was no sound in the master bedroom.
Ru Mengxue continued to shout: "Mr. Feng, Mengxue knows that you must think that Mengxue was ordered to get close to you, but Mengxue swears to God, I really didn't... I... I just..."
The servant had informed Su Jing of the situation a long time ago. Su Jing was full of curiosity. He originally thought that the Ice Emperor's envoy must have come to look for him, but he never thought that after waiting for a long time, he did not come and instead went to other places.
Su Jing just stood in the shadow and listened quietly...
Ru Mengxue showed her true feelings, with endless tenderness hidden in her voice. She kept talking and even started to cry.
Su Jing listened for a while and roughly understood that the beauty named Ru Mengxue didn't know that this mansion had changed its owner. She thought it was Feng Nanbei who was here, so she secretly brought the healing holy items to treat her. Feng Nanbei healed her wounds because she was impressed by Feng Nanbei's magnanimity.
Su Jing felt an evil fire in his heart. What good could Feng Nanbei do
Still impressed
But he didn't step forward rashly.
Suddenly, the servant came running from a distance again.
Su Jing walked out.
The servant whispered the report: "Another Ice Emperor's envoy came and asked if he had seen a woman here. The envoy said that the emperor trusted this woman and helped her remove the 'slave mark', but this woman failed He broke the emperor's trust, stole many precious holy medicines and escaped privately. The emperor is furious and looking for this woman everywhere."
Su Jing's eyes moved, and he suddenly said: "I am focused on practicing swordsmanship and have nothing else in mind. How could I hide a girl secretly? Don't let others disturb me!"
The servant was sensible and withdrew.
Su Jing looked at that pitiful figure and listened to those words that revealed his true feelings. He couldn't help but feel the evil fire in his heart getting worse. Suddenly, his mind moved. If he could control this woman, then...
First of all, he can conquer her and vent the evil fire that was "suppressed by Feng Nanbei" on her. Even if she refuses to cooperate, it is a good experience to enjoy a beauty who "has deep feelings for Feng Nanbei";
Secondly, you can obtain "the holy medicine worthy of being pursued by the Ice Emperor";
Finally, he could secretly help the woman return to the Ice Emperor's palace, and from then on, he could serve as his internal agent and feed back information about his opponent.
As for whether Su Bingxuan would forgive this woman, Su Jing felt that she should be able to do so. He was a member of the Su family, and would most likely be the new emperor's master in the future. There was no reason why Su Bingxuan should not form a good relationship with him over such a trivial matter.
A shrewd brilliance flashed across Su Jing's expression,
He has reached the ninth level of the Little Black Dragon Qi and is in an invincible position.
And now, he feels that he is quick in thinking and can kill three birds with one stone by taking action at will.
Who else is more suitable than him for the position of new emperor's master
Su Jing felt a little lonely in his heart.
then,
He entered the master bedroom from a secret room, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Come in."
Ru Mengxue was stunned for a moment, then she burst into tears and smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."
She opened the door carefully, like a little farewell to a newlywed wife, rushed to the bedside, and opened the curtain. Her eyes suddenly showed shock. She wanted to run back, but Su Jing had already grabbed her hands. .
She resisted strongly and struggled...
Like an innocent little white sheep who accidentally stepped into a wolf's trap.
But the cuff was so tight that she couldn't break free at all. Instead, she was pulled by the force, and her whole body fell to her chest, letting out a pitiful scream.
Su Jing looked at her struggle and smiled slowly: "I am the only one who can save you now.
Moreover, compared to Feng Nanbei, I am ten times and a hundred times better. "
Su Jing felt relieved,
But he didn't see it,
The little white sheep who was struggling at this time also quietly smiled.
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Xia Ji sat in the courtyard, quietly flipping through the book.
The spring light is just right, shining on the fine wine on the stone table.
Tang Lan stood behind him, with a pair of Rouyi on his shoulders, gently rubbing them back and forth, using just the right amount of force to relieve his master's fatigue.
Opposite Xia Ji were Guan Chun and Guan Sun. After interacting with the attendants in the mansion these days, their self-confidence had completely collapsed.
The two originally thought that the people here were just ordinary servants, but after talking, they discovered that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers here. Every servant here was not a small person outside.
They may be extraordinary, but here, they are really outclassed by everyone.
Guan Chun looked at the beauty who was squeezing Xia Ji's shoulders. She couldn't imagine that this woman was a descendant of the previous royal family, let alone the cousin of Prince Qing.
King Qing is extremely powerful in the south and can almost be said to be dominating.
Guan Sun listened to the fierce battle in front of the mansion. The sound pierced the air, and there were continuous thunder and explosions. He could not imagine that it was just a servant who was taking action, and this servant was actually the number one person on the list. Long Xiangjun who has been here for fifteen years.
He has always regarded Lord Longxiang as his goal and strives hard all day long, but this goal has become a humble servant.
Wow…
Wow…
Xia Ji quietly turned the pages of the book...
The skylight fell on his frivolous and unruly, but frustrated and lonely profile, and as the pages of the book turned, it left mottled light and shadow interlacing between the papers.
Guan Chun could no longer say the words "Brother Feng". Although she had not undergone training, she had already felt a strong inferiority complex these days, and she had also felt her identity as a slave, and "Brother Feng" "Although she never showed anything strange, Guan Chun knew that if "Brother Feng" made any request, she would not be able to refuse, because her life and death depended on the man in front of her.
The feelings he once had may not have disappeared, but more of them are just awe and fear.
Xia Ji raised his eyes and glanced at her.
Guan Chun bit his lip and shouted with great difficulty: "Master... Master..."
Xia Ji continued to flip through the books until he finished reading one and a new skill bead was stored in his soul. Then he said: "Miss Guan, am I different from when we first met?"
Guan Chun didn't know how to answer.
Xia Ji waved: "Come here."
Guan Chun walked over anxiously.
Xia Ji pointed to his thigh and said, "Sit."
Guan Chun gritted his teeth, crossed his legs and sat down there.
However, she sat empty.
Xia Ji had already stood up, laughed and threw away the book. He drank the wine and walked away.
"Bowl,
When does the autumn wind draw a fan sadly
It’s easy to change the heart of the old man,
But the old man's heart is changeable. "
This poem is not quite suitable for the occasion.
But it made everyone in the small courtyard feel an aura of loneliness.
But, who can catch up
You are already the master,
How can your servant look at you equally again
Guan Chun had a complicated expression. Looking at the back, she wanted to chase him, but her brother shook his head at her, so she gave up.
Is it too cold at high places
Why
Just because there are fewer and fewer people traveling together,
If we can't even look at each other, how can we be together
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Long Xiangjun held up a bloody head and half-knelt in front of Xia Ji with wounds all over his body.
"The servant has fulfilled his mission and killed the enemy again."
Xia Ji said: "What's the number?"
"The eighth one, there are still many people behind, they must say that I am their enemy, and they must fight to the death with me.
Servants understand the rules of the Su family, and slaves can't help fighting among themselves. However, if a slave dies, it will be the master's face that will be humiliated, and the master will be laughed at by others.
so…
Servant, I will not be defeated,
Only fight to death. "
Lord Longxiang threw his voice to the ground, and the urn answered with a sound. The violent energy from his body surged out violently. Although his body was covered with wounds, he looked like he was bathed in flames.
"Why?"
Lord Long Xiang did not answer, but bowed deeply.
His self-esteem had long been shattered, and he was living as humbly as a dog. But at this time, there was an opportunity that "allowed him to fight, fight, and die for the man who was kind to him." He still What are you hesitating about
it is more than words.
The master fell from a high altitude into the mortal world, so he had to use his life to earn back the little face he had in the dust.
Xia Ji looked at this king-like man, who was kneeling in front of him, with his head lowered.
Suddenly, he laughed and said two words: "Close the door."
Long Xiangjun suddenly raised his head: "Master!"
The meaning of closing the door in the Su family is very simple, that is, being timid and afraid. This is something that will be ridiculed by the same people for a lifetime.
If the dog is dying, you just need to change it. But closing the door is admitting that you are dying.
Maybe it's nothing outside, but in the atmosphere of the Su family, it's a big insult.
Xia Ji stood up, walked past Lord Long Xiang, and said calmly: "If you want to die in battle, you will have many opportunities in the future, but not now."
Long Xiangjun was stunned, standing still like a sculpture.
For a long time, he kowtowed heavily in the direction Xia Ji was going.
"yes."
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Three months passed in a flash.
The genius Feng Nanbei who once emerged fell into the dust, and it seems that he can no longer climb up.
The act of closing the door made people laugh even more.
Su Jingzhi was very proud. He had obtained all the information about his opponent through Ru Mengxue. At this time, he put on a dazzling golden robe and looked solemn. Before the decisive battle, he already felt that he was the future emperor, sitting on the dragon flying In the center of the chariot, there was a stern look on his face, filled with indestructible self-confidence.
Su Bingxuan brought Su Yi out of the barrier. Su Yi had already broken through the ninth level of the Little Black Dragon Qi and quietly completed many experiences to consolidate his strength.
but…
The eldest princess who was supposed to accompany Su Jing was not there.
She sat on the Nine-Dragon Flying Chariot and landed in an ordinary, even shabby manor in the Second Heaven.
Xia Ji has been waiting for her for a long time.
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