After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 831
But after much deliberation, I decided to follow my inner thoughts.

"How about you go to be the Lord of Jialan?"

"..." Hearing this, the smile on Chongyang's face suddenly froze, "Huh?"

He glanced at her in bewilderment, and said carefully, "Master, you are probably living in a dream, if not, you just want your subordinates to die!"

Yin Jiuqing took a deep breath, restrained the urge to run away, and then said: "Tatyan passed away a few months ago, he passed the order of the king to Li Cang, and Li Cang gave it to me."

She doesn't seem to have anyone who can use it now, the only one she can barely use is Chongyang.

However, he has no brains!
"My lord, this subordinate has suffered from a strange disease since he was a child, and he cannot leave his hometown too far, otherwise he will die."

Yin Jiuqing looked at him quietly, her bright red lips opened slightly, and she uttered a melodious voice, "Ten miles of spring wind, hundreds of miles of summer wind, thousands of miles of autumn wind, and thousands of miles of east wind are not as good as you can blow."

"Young master, you don't believe me?"

"You don't even have a brain, how can I trust you?"

Hearing this, he suddenly calmed down, put away the hippie smile on his face, and said: "I have no ambitions, and I don't want to be the overlord, I just want to be your bodyguard."

Yin Jiuqing's eyes flickered slightly, it seemed that this was the first time she had seen Chongyang so serious.

With a sigh, she said: "You think so beautifully, Jialan must be in a mess now, I let you go just to test the water first, if you are not dead, I will send someone else to take over, if you die, just fall The army came to suppress."

"..." He glanced at Yin Jiuqing in astonishment, and felt a chill in his heart.

The two of them rode all the way to the princess mansion, but Yin Jiuqing let go of the fact that he was the Lord of Jialan.

Five days later, Li Cang entered the National Temple as the national teacher of the Yanjing Dynasty.

I don't know if it was because Nan Ye felt guilty, but the scene was extraordinarily grand.

He even didn't hesitate to announce to the world how Li Cang suffered an injustice and faked his death.

All of a sudden, the world was in an uproar. It turned out that the holy monk they revered had never given up everything in the world. It turned out that he was still alive.

He dressed in cassock, returned with glory, and entered the national temple.

The gongs and drums were loud outside, and it was extremely lively. The sound of firecrackers and shouts almost broke the sky.

But Yin Jiuqing slept in the mansion in the dark, and this sleep lasted for three days, during which time he didn't even eat food.

During this period, Nan Ye would come every day, but as always, he was rejected.

This afternoon, the man in the blue shirt finally stepped into the princess mansion.

He went straight to Yin Jiuqing's room.

The person on the bed closed his eyebrows and eyes tightly. Hearing the noise, he just raised his eyebrows and closed them again.

The man came to the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea noblely and coldly, took a sip lightly, it was so indescribably elegant.

He stared straight ahead, without stopping at Yin Jiuqing.

The thin lips whispered softly: "Do you know what you look like recently?"

The latter said nothing, just turned over.

He didn't expect her to answer, and said to himself: "Mud cannot support a wall, rotten wood cannot be carved, a salted fish is still a salted fish, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water!"

"..." The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, he was in a bad mood, and even the drowsiness of sleep was completely gone by him.

However, the man lightly put down the teacup, got up, and walked out with steady steps.

(End of this chapter)