Wife stealing strategy: Prince Regent is too sultry

Chapter 5 Holy Monarch Qinglian
Thinking back to the legends about Emperor Yu, Yan Luo only wanted to say three words - "Make it up!"

Carrying thousands of troops, calling the wind and calling the rain?Is this still something humans can do?

But no matter whether the rumors are true or not, Di Yu is not something he can mess with now.

Just thinking about Diyu's hugs and hugs to her, Yan Luo was a little speechless—it was said that she has a cleanliness habit, and she never touched anyone else?That person who flew all the way holding her just now is a ghost!

oh!No, this is not the point, the point is how did the regent suddenly bring himself back to his residence?

It is said that the Qingmu Palace of the Prince Regent was built on an island in the middle of a lake, surrounded by water on all sides.After entering here, it is basically impossible to go without a boat.

"What did you bring me here for? When will you send me back?" Yan Luo asked her most concerned question now.

Di Yu was a little dissatisfied, who wouldn't worship him as a god in the whole country?It's rare to fall in love with a maid, who is not grateful to Dade, and even wants to go back!
She flicked the hem of her clothes and left a sentence: "If you have the ability, go back by yourself."

Then, she gave Yan Luo a noble and glamorous back, and left on her own.

Seeing Di Yu's back going away, Yan Luo couldn't complain, and then she also left the hall.

After wandering around, Yan Luo realized that there was no third person in the surrounding area except Di Yu and her.

Looking at the endless lake in front of her eyes, Yan Luo deeply felt that she needed a boat to leave now.

However, in all fairness, both the architecture and the environment here are extremely beautiful.Qionglou Jinque, noble and elegant, green water and green mountains, lingering around the building, the artistic conception is very distant.

Qingshui pavilions, rockery waterfalls, scattered scattered, in a dense water vapor, like a fairyland on earth.

Yan Luo, who walked around for a long time, summed up the results of this trip: First, the palace in the center of the lake is extremely extravagant, and I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent on its completion. It can be seen that the regent is also a master who often seeks the favor of the people, not a nice one!
Second, there is no boat here. If you want to leave, you have to swim all the way back unless you have excellent lightness skills.

Yan Luo is not good at Qinggong, but she swam back... Looking at the lake beyond sight, she was worried that she would die on the way...

Therefore, it would be more reliable for her to go back and beg the regent. After making up her mind, Yan Luo decided to go back the same way, but...

Facing the three forked roads behind her, Yan Luo's heart collapsed.

"It doesn't make sense! Thinking that I, the No.1 in the secret service world, would get lost?"

"No! I don't believe it! I think the peace maze in Northern Ireland didn't make me lose my way, so why should I be afraid of this mere small island!" Yan Luo cheered herself up, and walked over from the three roads that were more pleasing to the eye.

Looking at the increasingly unfamiliar scenery around her, Yan Luo realized helplessly that she seemed to have made the wrong choice...

Leaning against a towering tree, Yan Luo curled up into a ball, feeling a surge of frustration in her heart, she was so fucking lost!
However, as a professional agent, how could such a shameful thing like getting lost happen to her?

"How could I get lost?" Yan Luo muttered unwillingly.

"Because the contractor, you are no longer the contractor who can walk the maze!"

A voice sounded in her mind, and Yan Luo was taken aback, but she was not too surprised. After all, she had experienced time travel, so it would not be surprising if something strange happened again.

"What are you?"

"My name is Qinglian. I am a ray of ghost who lives in the pure yuan space. Now that the pure yuan space has recognized you as the master, you are barely my contractor."

(End of this chapter)