The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 402 Chapter 401: Jing Zhaomu's condition: Marry her
Feng Yuan squinted her eyes and focused. As a member of Shenyu, she naturally knew the usefulness of sandalwood fruit.

Sandalwood fruit can help gather the spirits of people whose spirits have scattered. She suddenly thought of Feng Yao, who was just a child now, and a gloomy look flashed in her eyes.

Yun Ranyue is for that bitch?

She still doesn't understand how Feng Yao and Yun Ranyue are together.

Back then in God's Domain, when Feng Dan was taken away by that bitch, she thought she was dead, but she didn't expect to meet her here, she still looks like a child.

Feng Yuan turned her eyes and asked Jing Zhaomu: "Who is that little girl beside Yun Ranyue?"

"Nan, Nan Zhuohua, she is Yun Ranyue's little apprentice," Jing Zhaomu said in a short voice as his neck was pinched, and he had difficulty breathing, "She was raised by Yun Ranyue's side since she was a child."

Nan Zhuohua, Yun Ranyue's little apprentice.
It's really funny tight.

"Princess."

At this time, the maid beside Jing Zhaomu came over.

Feng Yuan raised her eyelids, glanced lightly at Jing Chaomu, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jing Zhaomu slowly stood up straight, covered his neck and coughed a few times.

The maid came over and saw the red marks on Jing Zhaomu's neck, she was shocked: "Princess, what's wrong with your neck?"

"No problem."

With a slightly hoarse voice, Jing Zhaomu flicked his neck lightly, and a trace of darkness flashed across his eyes.

When Yun Ranyue returned to Lanyue Palace, Bixi had already gone back, and Nan Zhuohua had just finished lunch and lay down on the bed to take a nap.

Yun Ranyue lay down and held her in her arms.

Nan Zhuohua squinted his eyes half-closed, brushing his slightly frowning brows lightly with his small hand, "What are you looking for Jing Zhaomu for?"

"How do you know that I went to find Jing Zhaomu?" Yun Ranyue brushed the broken hair from her ears, her clear voice was slightly tired.

"Bixi said so."

Yun Ranyue nodded lightly: "Jing Zhaomu has sandalwood fruit in his hand."

Nan Zhuohua raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, "So, what conditions did she offer?"

She knew that Jing Zhaomu would never give him the sandalwood fruit so easily.

Yun Ranyue narrowed her eyes slightly before speaking, Nan Zhuohua asked, "Marry her?"

Yun Ranyue lifted her eyes slightly and smiled: "Nothing can be hidden from you."

Tsk, she knew how Jing Zhaomu would let go of such a good opportunity.

Jing Zhaomu's thoughts on Yue Ya'er are clearly revealed.

Nan Zhuohua looked back at Yun Ranyue: "Then how did you answer her?"

"Rejected," Yun Ranyue said succinctly.

The sandalwood fruit is important, but it is not so important as to marry the king. There are other ways to help Nan Zhuohua gather souls, not necessarily the sandalwood fruit
Yu Jiuqing told him another method before returning to God's Domain, but that method was a bit difficult for him.

Nan Zhuohua put his arms around his neck, raised his eyebrows teasingly: "Why don't you agree?"

Yun Ranyue pinched her small chin, and approached her in vain. The milk fragrance from Nan Zhuohua's body mixed with his fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and a hint of danger flashed in her cold eyes, "If I agree, will you agree?"

"What if I agree?" Nan Zhuohua chuckled playfully.

"Huh?" With a rising tone, Yun Ranyue narrowed her clear eyes slightly, and the fundus of her eyes turned dark red.

This is a danger that Nan Zhuohua has never seen in him, Nan Zhuohua quickly said with humor: "I'm just kidding."

How could she let Yue Ya'er marry Jing Zhaomu!
The small tongue licked the corner of his mouth, Nan Zhuohua wanted to move closer, but Yun Ranyue pinched his chin and couldn't move.

Yun Ranyue knew what she was thinking, took her little hand and bit it lightly, and said in a low voice, "Next time, don't make such jokes again."

"I promise there will be no next time," Nan Zhuohua took his hand and licked his fingertips with his small tongue.

Yun Ranyue's heart itched slightly, she smiled slightly, and flicked her little head.

In the evening, when the night fell, Concubine Zhong Guifei was summoned to the imperial study by Emperor Hongyuan, and immediately followed by Yun Ranyue.

Half an hour later, Concubine Zhong Gui and Yun Ranyue left the imperial study one after another.

Concubine Zhong Guifei had a vague smile on her lips, she seemed to be in a good mood, Yun Ranyue's face was indifferent, and her brows were lightly focused, she looked a little thoughtful.

Not long after the two of them left the imperial study, a palace servant hurried out of the palace and went to Prince Rui's Mansion.

Jing Chaoci sat in the study, and a young eunuch stood bowed in front of him, and said, "The emperor summoned Concubine Zhong and the Master of the State Teacher just now."

This little eunuch was Jing Chaoci's eyeliner in the palace. He served Emperor Hongyuan personally. As long as there was any movement from Emperor Hongyuan, he would know immediately.

Jing Chaoci narrowed his eyes, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and asked calmly, "What is the purpose of the father summoning the two of them?"

"Your servant heard that it was for the establishment of a heir." The little eunuch buried his head deeply, trembling, and hesitated to speak: "I also heard that the emperor intends to make His Royal Highness Prince Xiao the crown prince."

Jing Chaoci raised his eyelids suddenly, his eyes were full of storms, his face was gloomy, his clenched fists had bulging veins.

The little eunuch didn't dare to lift his head, and the hairs on his back stood on end. He could feel Jing Chaoci's anger.

"You go back first, and continue to monitor Father's movements," Jing Chaoci's gloomy voice suppressed his anger.

"Yes, yes." The little eunuch resigned in fear.

Late at night, and the study room was quiet, Jing Chaoci suddenly got up and overturned the desk, gnashing his teeth with staring eyes: "Why is it the romantic Jing Zhanli, how is this king worse than him!"

"You are worse than him, you have no brains like him."

Suddenly, a woman's voice came through the door, light and evil.

"Who?" Jing Chaoci's eyes sank, and he was vigilant outside the door.

The door suddenly opened wide, and a gust of bleak evening wind poured in, blowing out the candles on the desk, a slender figure teleported into the room, and the door closed again with a "bang".

Jing Chaoci waved his sleeves, and the candle on the desk was rekindled, illuminating the woman's face. Jing Chaoci's eyes narrowed: "Jing Chuwan?!"

"Of course not," Feng Yuan pursed her red lips lightly, and tore off a piece of human skin from her face, revealing a bewitching face with intertwined brows and bones, somewhat similar to Nan Zhuohua.

After all, they are also half-sisters.

Jing Chaoci was amazed by this face, but it was very strange, and his eyes were wary: "Who are you?"

"It's not important," Feng Yuan raised her red lips, and sat on a chair beside her slowly, her eyes were drawn up, her beautiful eyes were seductive: "How about we cooperate?"

Jing Chaoci narrowed his eyes slightly, and became a bit interested: "How do you want to cooperate?"

Feng Yuan picked up the teacup on the small table next to her, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "I can help you get rid of Jing Zhanli and help you ascend to the throne."

Jing Chaoci's heart moved, "What about you, what do you want?"

Feng Yuan shakes the tea cup in her hand lightly, the tea reflects her cold eyes, she curls her lips and smiles slightly: "I want the life of the person who dyes the moon in the clouds, and Nan Zhuohua's life."

Jing Chaoci pondered and stared at her for a moment, as if deliberating.

"What ability do you have, worthy of my king's cooperation with you?"

"What ability?" Feng Yuan sneered, and suddenly threw the teacup in her hand towards Jing Chaoci.

The corner of Jing Chaoci's mouth was showing disdain, and he easily avoided the teacup with his head turned sideways, and when he turned his head, a cold dagger was already on his neck.

He couldn't help being surprised, why is this woman so fast!
The corner of Feng Yuan's mouth was stained with an evil smile: "This is what I do."

Jing Chaoci's eyes were fixed, and he looked at Feng Yuan's eyes again, not daring to underestimate them.

(End of this chapter)