Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 118
The surname is Yang, and it is the legacy of the royal family, which inevitably reminds Shen Qing of the Yang family of Daxia.

The two brothers Yang Zongxian and Yang Zongxi, Yang Zongxi's son died at her hands, and Yang Zongxian was also killed by her.

It can be said that the lineage of the Great Xia royal family is the root of her own hand.

After she killed Yang Zongxian back then, she had been secretly looking for the missing Master Yunming, but there was no result, and then it was nothing.

As a national teacher of the first dynasty, it is extremely unreasonable for her to remain silent at the critical moment of her fight with Yang Zongxian.

Before the decisive battle, Yang Zongxian visited his concubine day and night, and it may be that he left blood in it.

"It's almost 2746 years, even the real royal family is nothing special."

Song Lingjia obviously didn't care too much about the status of the so-called royal family. He sat up beside the bed and turned his head to tell Shen Qing about his family background for the first time:

"My family had some shady businesses in the early years. Grandpa's generation started to clean up the whitewashing, and it's only in my generation that it has achieved some results."

"Originally, I had an older brother, but he just awakened the divine blood and was taken away by the General Department of Psychic Energy. He would only go home every three or five years. The family property is basically managed by my father and me together."

Speaking of this, Song Lingjia glanced at the empty wine bottle beside her, and couldn't help curling her lips. If her brother was still there, she wouldn't have to think about these things now. She didn't want to manage the family property at all. Too much work would cause premature aging.

"The development of the family has reached a bottleneck in the past few years. We need to rely on the influence of the Yang family to expand overseas channels. At this time, marriage is no different from a transaction..."

hum-

Before the words finished, there was a vibration. Song Lingjia took out the mobile phone from under the quilt. After flipping through it for a while, he couldn't help sighing softly: "He asked me to have dinner together at night."

Throwing away the phone, Song Lingjia rubbed her cheeks, grimacing, losing the shrewdness and determination of the past.

This is also the first time she has experienced this kind of thing, so it is inevitable that she will feel a little numb for a while.

The family didn't force her, she didn't have much ill feeling towards Yang Xiaozu, and she was old enough to start a family, everything seemed to be logical.

The Yang family has been passed down from generation to generation. It can be said that in the future, the entire Yang family's property will be owned by Yang Xiaozu alone. He is still a practitioner, and he is almost a perfect spouse. There are not many such people on the entire planet.

Moreover, as a member of the family, it is only natural to repay the family and contribute one's own strength. This is the truth that Song Lingjia has understood since childhood.

"You go with me tonight, do you have time?"

"Okay." Shen Qing directly agreed. She was also somewhat interested in this royal descendant.

Song Lingjia stopped thinking about it, smashed the pot, and lay back on the bed again. She pulled off the bathrobe and covered her head. She hadn't slept all night, and she drank too much, and now she just wanted to sleep for a while.

Shen Qing stepped forward to help her cover the quilt, and lay down on the side, closing her eyes and sorting out her thoughts. She had to weigh one or two, if Yang Xiaozu was really a descendant of Yang Zongxian, what should she do.

The death of a person is clear, not to mention that it has been more than 2000 years, and Shen Qing has not been extreme enough to rush to kill the whole family indiscriminately.

But if this so-called descendant of the royal family is not a kind person, taking advantage of this to clean it up is nothing more than a simple effort.

Before she could think about it, Song Lingjia who was lying on the side suddenly rolled over.

Song Lingjia had already noticed that no matter when holding Shen Qing, it was like holding a piece of cold jade. It was slightly cool but not too cold, and the temperature was just right, which was quite helpful for sleeping.

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Star International Hotel.

This is a multinational hotel group, which belongs to the branch industry of the Yang family.

It is here that Yang Xiaozu made an appointment.

For this meeting, Song Lingjia obviously also attached great importance to it. Before going out, she tidied up a little bit, changed into a slim and tailored dress, and stepped on a pair of silver-white high heels, making her curves even more attractive.

She also bought a new outfit for Shen Qing, but she didn't dress too exaggeratedly. A dark gray jumper and black slacks covered most of Shen Qing's exquisite figure, and then she chose another pair The black-rimmed glasses almost blocked half of Shen Qing's face.

Song Lingjia had no doubts about Shen Qing's attraction to men. No matter what Yang Xiaozu said, he was still a man, and she hadn't seen his character yet.

But no matter how chaotic this kind of wealthy family is playing in private, it is really normal.

Before finding out the details of Yang Xiaozu, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles for Shen Qing, it is naturally better not to be so conspicuous.

Furthermore, because of the lessons learned from being cheated in online dating, Song Lingjia suspects that Shen Qing has a bit of love brains, so beware of her being cheated.

In fairness, Yang Xiaozu did have a good skin.

After tidying up, the two immediately set off and rushed to the hotel.

When they arrived, someone was already waiting, leading the two of them straight to the top floor of the hotel.

The entire top floor was opened up and became a somewhat special box. There was no roof above it, and there was a huge glass cover, which seemed to condense a starry sky, and the eyes were full of starlight.

Even though Song Lingjia had seen many big scenes, before the beauty of the starry sky, he lost his mind for a moment.

In the very center of the box, there is a long table about three meters long. A man in a black gown is standing beside the table. His face is well-defined, his eyebrows are slender, and his nose is straight. , bathed in starlight, like a god.

Even among practitioners, such an appearance is still considered outstanding.

Shen Qing's eyes swept across the man's face, and there was a trace of understanding between his brows.

In this era, this kind of attire is very rare. Compared with Yang Zongxian who died in her hands, this person's appearance is almost [-]% similar.

Yang Xiaozu...

There is nothing wrong with the name.

"Sorry, Young Master Yang, I'm late."

After recovering, Song Lingjia casually apologized.

"Miss Song is serious, I came earlier."

Yang Xiaozu greeted him with a smile, then looked at Shen Qing beside him, his eyes moved slightly:
"Who is this?"

"Shen Qing."

Shen Qing took the initiative to step forward and stretched out her hand.

After shaking hands, Shen Qing spoke again with a hint of a smile: "Young Master Yang can also call me December."

"..."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaozu's eyes froze suddenly, and then he withdrew his hand calmly: "Hello, Miss Shen."

Although he concealed it quickly, Shen Qing still caught the heartbeat disorder at that moment, and his eyes narrowed for a moment.

Until now, she has completely confirmed Yang Xiaozu's identity.

The name December, in the eyes of the general public today, does not have much sense of existence. Hearing this name, there will be such a big reaction, and with the face in front of him, there is no need to doubt it.

The moment he shook hands just now, Shen Qing saw the details of Yang Xiaozu. In the middle stage of the Appearance Realm, he had already condensed the Dao Seed, and what he was practicing should be the pure Taoist Qi Refining Technique.

The aura of the Dao species is very clean, like a strange flower.It has nine petals, two of which are already in full bloom.

Such a clean breath surprised Shen Qing. The Yuan Devouring Art of the Yang family is a first-class and overbearing art of seizing spirits, and there is no such gentle true essence at all.

Song Lingjia's complexion changed slightly, and she looked at Shen Qing with some concern. Shen Qing's abnormal initiative made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The corners of Yang Xiaozu's mouth were slightly pursed, without showing much abnormality, he helped the two open their seats one after another, and ordered people to pass the dishes.

During the meal, Song Lingjia seemed a little absent-minded and hadn't even touched a drop of wine. She had been paying attention to Shen Qing's reaction, but she couldn't see anything through the thick black-rimmed glasses.

Yang Xiaozu returned to his normal state, and he seemed to be very talkative. His knowledge was obviously extensive, and he gradually drew Song Lingjia's attention back.

"Miss Song, can you tell me about your own thoughts?"

After chatting for a while, he suddenly got straight to the point: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to know what your wishes are."

"Is my wish important to the Yang family?"

Hearing Yang Xiaozu's words, Song Lingjia couldn't help raising her eyebrows. Her original thought was just to make a formality, and what happened afterward was left to fate.

"You and my two families are looking for cooperation, so we want to get closer. If we become enemies because of the marriage, the loss will not be worth the loss. Your wishes are naturally very important."

Yang Xiaozu picked up his glass and smiled lightly: "At least for me, it's very important. Don't worry, cooperation is a win-win situation. The matter between you and me will not affect the cooperation between the two companies. I, Yang Xiaozu, am not so narrow-minded. "

What's more, there is no shortage of women around him.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaozu subconsciously glanced in Shen Qing's direction, and happened to meet Shen Qing's gaze.

Under Shen Qing's gaze through the lens, Yang Xiaozu's fingertips trembled slightly, an uncontrollable chill rose from the tailbone, and the smile on his face froze slightly.

He had never felt this kind of feeling before. It was like being stared at by a ferocious beast. The pressure was terrible, almost creepy, and he didn't dare to look away.

The scene of the two looking at each other seemed a little strange in the eyes of Song Lingjia who was on the side.

"I probably understand what you mean. Thank you for your hospitality today. I still have something to do. I have to go first. Sorry, I will contact you later."

Before the words were finished, Song Lingjia got up suddenly, pulled Shen Qing out, and entered the elevator in a blink of an eye.

After the figures of the two disappeared, Yang Xiaozu leaned heavily on the back of the chair, let out a deep breath, relieved, his back was covered in cold sweat in just a short while.

After calming down for a moment, he took out his mobile phone and made a call:
"Grandpa, I met a person today, a woman who claims to be December."

"Let's talk about it." A deep whisper came from the other side of the phone.

After briefly describing Shen Qing, Yang Xiaozu's eyes were filled with suppressed doubts: "You said this person and the one I know are the same person?"

He didn't see Shen Qing's cultivation level, there are only two possibilities, one is that Shen Qing has no cultivation, and the other is that Shen Qing's strength is at least two realms higher than his.

Obviously, Shen Qing is not the former.

"Some time ago, Tianshen Mountain was attacked, and dozens of descendants of the gods died, and even alarmed Zhen Guo. This incident was done in December, and I was already investigating before."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and he said in a deep voice, "If you feel right, there are nine out of ten chances that it's the same person."

Yang Xiaozu took a deep breath, his fingers were a little weak, a person who has lived for more than two thousand years...

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and his voice became a little dry: "Grandpa, if what you said is true, will she..."

Yang Xiaozu hadn't finished speaking, but the person on the other end of the phone had already understood what he meant.

The Yang family did not hide their royal blood, and Shen Qing may have discovered some secrets.

"She didn't kill you directly, which is enough to show some problems, but recently you came back to avoid the limelight, and I sent someone to find out about her."

"Understood grandpa."

"By the way, you just said that she came with the girl from the Song family?"

"Yes."

"understood."

beep--

Hearing the sound of the phone hanging up, Yang Xiaozu walked to the window and looked at the two figures who had already arrived downstairs, feeling complicated.

Seemingly aware of his gaze, Shen Qing suddenly turned her head. At this moment, she had already taken off her glasses, and there was a shadow of a knife flickering in her eyes. As if hit by a heavy hammer, he staggered and sat slumped on the ground.

"what happened?"

Seeing Shen Qing turn around suddenly, Song Lingjia beside him was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing."

Shen Qing said perfunctorily, during this period of time, she has been deliberately maintaining the sharpness of spiritual perception, and now it seems that it has achieved certain results.

The two got into the car one after another.

As soon as she got in the car, Song Lingjia couldn't wait to take off the high heels on her feet, stretching her toes that looked like jade. She didn't really like high heels.

After the car drove a certain distance, Song Lingjia seemed to inadvertently ask, "What do you think of Yang Xiaozu?"

Shen Qing supported her chin with one hand, leaned against the car window, looked at the neon lights on the side of the road, and let the slightly wild evening wind blow her hair into a mess.

"Very good. As a marriage partner, he may be a good person."

This point is naturally Shen Qing's conclusion after careful observation. At least this meal, she didn't see something she didn't want to see from Yang Xiaozu. If this is Yang Xiaozu's disguise, then it can only be said that he His acting skills have reached the point where ghosts and ghosts don't realize it.

"Nice person?"

Song Lingjia clenched the steering wheel, and immediately frowned. This was not what she wanted to hear from Shen Qing.

After today's meal, she became more and more jealous of Yang Xiaozu. From the beginning to the end, he behaved too easily, there was no trace of tension in him, and he couldn't even see what his real thoughts were.

"If he bothers you in private, remember to tell me."

Song Lingjia's consciousness is obviously still not adjusted, and he still looks at Shen Qing from the past, and subconsciously wants to protect her under his wings.

"understood."

Shen Qing casually replied, she doesn't hate these concerns, at least it proves that someone cares about her.

After a long while, Shen Qing suddenly chuckled and expressed his opinion: "I don't suggest that you have any development with Yang Xiaozu."

"Why?" Song Lingjia's heart moved.

"He is a practitioner and has a very long lifespan. When you have gray hair and are too old to walk, he will still be in his prime. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it then." Shen Qing suppressed her smile.

"Who did you learn all this in a mess from?" Song Lingjia blushed slightly, and stopped talking.

This reaction made Shen Qing a little inexplicable. What she meant was that Yang Xiaozu might have countless new and old loves in the future, and at that point, Song Lingjia would have a very painful life.

But obviously, Song Lingjia was not what she thought.

Shen Qing didn't ask any further questions, she lowered her head and took out her phone, edited a text message and sent it to Feng Muyu.

She needs all the information on the Yang family.

　recovery day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)