The next moment, a dizzy feeling came over me.
Bei Niyuan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a coma.
But the person in the soul's blood appeared in his mind.
Yunlin stepped forward and saw that this man was handsome. Although he was not as good as King Jin, he was still a handsome man.
It's a pity that he has to die like this.
He was about to take action when he saw something peeking out of Bei Niyuan's arms. He picked it out and saw that it was a waist badge.
It's just this waist card... .
"Master, look quickly."
Yunlin handed the waist badge to Yun Tingruo, his tone a little heavy.
Yun Tingruo looked at the blue waist badge in his hand. The waist badge was warm to the touch and shaped like a flame, but the words on it made Yun Tingruo's palm freeze.
Memories deep in my mind slowly surfaced.
"Hey, what's your name?"
"You dare to talk to me like this, believe it or not, I will destroy your nine clans."
"My name is Bei Niyuan."
"What the hell is this? It looks funny."
The little boy's proud yet shy face flashed across Yun Tingruo's eyes.
It's him!
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the Northern Proton whom he met in the palace six years ago.
North Niyuan.
"Master, Master, do you want to kill him now?"
When Yun Lin saw that Yun Tingruo hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't help but remind him.
"Take him back."
If Yun Tingruo didn't have feelings for him, but knew his identity, she couldn't kill him.
"What about Xiaobai?" Dong'er was a little worried about Xiaobai. Can Xiaobai be able to hold on with such a huge monster chasing it
"It knows to come back."
Yun Tingruo's cold and ethereal voice slowly turned around and left the forest.
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The sunset glow on the horizon complemented each other and dyed most of the sky red.
Prime Minister's Mansion!
The beautiful courtyard is covered with flower petals, which are flying all over the sky when the wind blows gently.
The resentful woman held a peach blossom fan in her hand, her pretty face looked a bit sad, her eyes stared blankly into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Qing'er, come on, come on, choose quickly, tell mom which one you like."
Shen Biqiu held a large stack of portraits and walked quickly to Yun Qingwan.
"Mom, what is this?" Yun Qingwan looked impatient when Shen Biqiu interrupted her fantasy.
"I'll choose a husband for you. I can't let you mess around this time."
Shen Biqiu looked at her daughter's beautiful face and felt a pity in her heart. It would be a pity that such a beautiful face would almost turn into an old girl.
"Mom, I told you, I won't marry."
"Don't marry!" Shen Biqiu's voice suddenly rose, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction and distress.
The dissatisfaction is that this daughter is too stubborn.
What makes me sad is that I can get married and find a good home after not getting married.
"Qing'er, it's not up to you this time. Your father gave orders. If you don't choose, he will choose for you himself."
Shen Biqiu sighed and continued: "Mother knows that you have Prince Jin in your heart, but Prince Jin chose Yun Tingruo's little hoof, and seeing how much Prince Jin likes little hoofs, it is impossible for him to accept the concubine. Yeah, just give up on this idea."
Originally, she wholeheartedly supported her daughter's idea. Although she was to be a concubine, she was the King of Jin, so the position of concubine was unusual.
When the time comes in the future, if Yun Tingruo's little hoof is quietly removed, the position of the princess will no longer belong to Qing'er.
When the time comes, after giving birth to several children for Prince Jin, Princess Jin will not be able to escape her throne.
But now it seems that this idea is very unreliable.
Prince Jin is not someone who is easy to control, nor is he someone who is easy to manipulate.
It’s better to get rid of Qing’er’s heart as soon as possible.
Now that I'm old enough, if I don't get married, even if I have the support of the prime minister, I'm afraid I won't be able to choose the best one.
To say that Shen Biqiu's mind was so open this time, it was because Yun Baili kept blowing pillow wind in her ears.
"Mom, what are you talking about? Since you know the person your daughter wants to marry, why do you force her to choose someone she doesn't like?"
Yun Qingwan's chest hurt when she saw Shen Biqiu helping Yun Tingruo speak.
"Qing'er, you stupid kid, you are quite old now, and almost everyone your age has given birth. If you don't get married, where will you make your mother and your father lose face?"
Shen Biqiu was determined this time. She must let Yun Qingwan choose one. She must know that these portraits in her hands are young talents who also belong to high-ranking families!
"Look, this is Nangong Wenyi, the current number one scholar, who is both civil and military. I heard from your father that the emperor thinks highly of him and is very likely to recruit him as his consort. Take a look."
Regardless of Yun Qingwan's refusal, Shen Biqiu forcefully pulled out a portrait of a man from the portrait.
The man in the painting has clear features and a very upright face, especially his eyes, which are as charming as stars!
Yun Qingwan rolled her eyes. There is only one best man in the world, and that is His Highness Prince Jin. If she wants to marry, she must marry the best!
You are not qualified if you are barely good enough!
"Then take a look at this. The eldest son of the Tang family, the largest family in the south of the Yangtze River, is in charge of the family's twenty-eight shops. His ancestor was the founding general of the country. What do you think?"
Shen Biqiu continued to pull out portraits from the portraits. The portraits here were all carefully selected, and she was satisfied with every one of them.
No matter which one Qing'er chooses, they are both from a high-class family and are worthy of Qing'er.
"Mom, are you annoyed? I told you not to, but you are like this, and my daughter is really angry."
Yun Qingwan pushed the portrait in front of her away, her face turned red with anger!
"Qing'er, why did you tell your mother? You don't even look at how old you are now. If you spend time at home like this, who else will you marry in the future? You should just cry every night."
Seeing Yun Qingwan yelling, Shen Biqiu wore out the last bit of her patience.
"You don't care if I cry every night."
Yun Qingwan stamped her feet, turned around and left angrily.
Shen Biqiu was left standing there slapping her thigh: "Oh my God, what can I do? Isn't this going to cost me my life!"
Now when she goes out and meets those ladies chatting together, she will feel like they are laughing at Qing'er.
If this continues, the Prime Minister's face will be almost completely disgraced by her.
"Ma'am, what's wrong?"
Lu Yi just walked by outside the courtyard and couldn't help but walk in after hearing Shen Biqiu's nagging and complaining.
As soon as Shen Biqiu saw Lu Yi, the same criticism she encountered in front of Yun Qingwan fell on Lu Yi: "What are you doing here?"
"Madam, I..."
"Okay, okay, don't wave it in front of me, it will hurt your eyes."
Shen Biqiu waved his hand.
"Madam, if you have something troublesome, Lu Yi can share it with you."
Lu Yi was also very worried in the last few days, because Yun Chenfeng's wife was going to come in the day after tomorrow, and now the whole house was ablaze, which hurt her eyes.
The date was originally scheduled for these two days, but because of the beast fighting competition, several masters in the palace were upset. Yun Baili didn't want to celebrate at this time, so he postponed the date for a few days.
Once the young lady has entered the door, where will her status be