Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 19
After this matter was over, there were no unnecessary actions at the banquet, and Di Jiu left the venue first on the grounds that he was unwell.

On the way back to Ziyang Palace, Di Jiu heard footsteps behind him, looking back against the cold wind and snow, a tall figure gradually approached in the distance.

The moonlight fell like white snow, covering the man's body, as if a layer of divine light had passed through, unattainable, mysterious and noble, and the pure moonlight was carried in the beautiful eyes, making it impossible to stare at.

"Why did Master Guoshi come out?" It was Li Yuan.

Seeing that it was him, Di Jiu greeted him and continued walking forward.

"There's nothing to talk about, so I left first."

The two walked side by side to Ziyang Palace, Di Jiu glanced at the opposite door, "It's still early, why don't the national teacher come to the palace for a cup of hot tea?"

Under the moonlight, there was a layer of starlight on Di Jiu's lips, full of sparkle, and Li Yuan's eyes flicked over those vermilion lips, and he felt his mouth was dry, and he had an idea of ​​wanting to taste it.

He thought he was crazy.

"Then Li Yuan would be more respectful than obedient."

Di Jiu smiled slightly, and ordered Han Lang to make tea after entering Ziyang Palace.

In the study room, the two were sitting on a soft couch, with a square table in the middle, steam rising from the tea, and the light flickering of the candles, elongating the shadows of the two.

"Isn't Li Yuan from the imperial city?" Di Jiu leaned there very naturally, with his long hair scattered casually, and the tip of his eyes slightly raised, revealing a hint of charm.

Li Yuan looked a little dazed for a while, and he looked back: "Yes, Li Yuan came from outside the city, and he had heard about the bravery of the First Prince a long time ago. Looking at it now, the rumors are not all lies."

"Heroic and good at fighting."

Di Jiu's eyes became darker, and he opened the cuff and pushed it up, and a hideous scar was engraved there.

"This prestige requires a price, and this scar is very deep." She gently rubbed the scar with her fingertips, and suddenly stretched out her arm, "Touch it, isn't it scary?"

Her skin was very fair, not at all the rough skin that a person who leads soldiers all year round should have. Li Yuan reached out his hand and touched it lightly.

That touch felt as if he had been electrocuted. He froze all over and retracted his hand in vain. "Yes, it's really deep. Why doesn't the eldest prince want to remove it?"

"No, I have to keep it." Di Jiu saw all his reactions in his eyes, and his smile became more and more seductive, "This is the only way to remind me of my situation at all times."

Hearing this, Li Yuan's eyes lighted slightly, "The eldest prince is talented and intelligent, he is sought after and loved by the world, so he must be regarded as a master."

Di Jiu's smile deepened, and his tone became extremely intimate: "Li Yuan, with me, do you need to say these polite words?"

The man was stunned again by the sound of Li Yuan, and tried to call her by her full name: "Di Jiu."

"You can call him Xiaojiu or Jiu'er." Dijiu smiled like a fox.

Li Yuan stared at her deeply, Di Jiu got up and deliberately walked past him, and when he got to the side of the screen, he took off his outer robe without covering up.

The candlelight was light, her figure was not as rough as a man's, but exquisite and graceful, very tangible, and the eyes of those who watched it burned.

Li Yuan hurriedly looked away, "It's getting late, Li Yuan will take his leave first."

With that said, he had already walked to the door.

"Wait, take this."

Di Jiu was only wearing her inner garment, her scarred arm was still exposed, she came with a small jade box, and stuffed it into Li Yuan's palm with her own hands.

Her sympathetic eyes fell on Li Yuan's face, and she lightly touched the red marks on the man's face with her cold fingers, "A good face cannot be ruined, just apply it twice a day and it will be fine soon."

Li Yuan's breath was stagnant, and he actually felt that scar was burning hot, "Thank you, Emperor...Xiao Jiu, take your leave."

(End of this chapter)