There is Feng Laiyi: The remnant king dotes on the overlord concubine

Chapter 22 The Gentle Prince
The so-called gentleness and kindness are just superficial skills.How many people who were born in the royal family are the same as the outside and the inside, and have a simple mind.This also seems to be an innate ability.

Ling Yanshu is naturally no exception.There is also a secret of humiliation attached to him, so he is very clear about how important the throne is to him.Every step is frightening, so he must ensure that every step can not be wrong.

Anyone who dares to stand in the way will perish.

Ling Yanshu put the jade fan in the palm of his hand and tapped it a few times, "This old fox from the Bai family is very shrewd. He has tried several times before and after, but he has never clearly expressed his position, which shows that he is always between me and Lao Qi. Hesitate. The most important thing right now is to completely submit him to this king."

"Then, what about Yunrong, my lord? Didn't you always try to win him over?"

"Yun Rong is a huge variable. He seems to be very ascetic and never cares about the teacher in the court. However, such a dull person is actually at odds with Lao Qi. Don't you think there is something in it? Is there a reason others don’t know?”

"This subordinate understands! The investigation of the relationship between the two must be carried out in the near future, the prince can rest assured." The subordinate in black said respectfully.

"Back off, I want to be quiet for a while." Ling Yanshu said lightly.

The subordinate in black silently exited the room, Ling Yanshu sat down at the table and slowly poured himself a cup of tea.He held the teacup tightly in his palm, and the scalding temperature was close to his fingers.

Seventh, we have a long time to come.

Today, Bai Nishang is in a very relaxed mood, and when he thinks about what happened to San Yiniang and the domineering Bai Feiwu yesterday, he is overjoyed.

No matter what, it was finally a little bit of a bad breath.

"Ink clothes and red clothes," she called two personal servants, "it's sunny today, would you like to go out for a stroll with me?"

"Wangfei is serious!" Mo Yi couldn't hide his excitement, and his little face blushed.

After getting along with each other in the past few days, she has more or less figured out the temper of this master. This princess is very indifferent to the difference between superiority and inferiority. She has little airs and loves to talk and laugh. I like it very much, and gradually I released my suppressed nature after being a slave for too long. When I heard that the master wanted to take them out, I was even more delighted, "Moyi wants to go, good master, take them with you." Let’s have an ink coat!”

Compared with Mo Yi, Hong Yi has always been rigorous and gentle, quite satisfactory.Hearing this, he just said respectfully, "Princess, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this. We are just little maids, isn't this against the rules???"

"Your temperament, Hong Yi, is really not as lively and lovable as that of Xiao Moyi." Bai Nishang couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw her serious appearance, "What's wrong? Since you call me master, I should have The power of these masters. If I say yes, I can, so what, do you want to follow us or not?"

"This?"

"Sister Hongyi, don't hesitate anymore! If you don't leave, you will pass this village and there will be no shop!" Mo Yi covered his mouth and laughed non-stop.

"My lord, the concubine slipped out of the mansion with those two maidservants half a moment ago," Ling Yi knelt down on one knee and reported to Ling Younan, "The situation is not stable now, is that so?"

"It doesn't matter." Ling Younan leaned against the window, reading a volume of books in his hand, and heard that he just turned a page, and smiled unconsciously, "I think she can't be idle with her temperament, go out It doesn't matter if you can get some air, send enough people to secretly protect the safety of the princess."

"Yes." Ling was calm on the face, but he was a little surprised in his heart. When did the prince start to pay attention to a woman, it seems that this princess is also extraordinary.But the prince's "hit man" has long been someone else, and I don't know if the current situation is considered good or bad.

As an authentic time-traveling woman, how could she not play the trick of dressing up as a man.For this reason, Hong Yi expressed his incomprehension, "Wang? Young Master, Hong Yi really doesn't understand the meaning of masculinity?"

At this time, Bai Nishang had changed into a green cloth gown, a round jade pendant was tied around his waist, his hair was combed high into a bun, and he was holding a bamboo fan. Hearing this, he turned to look at the red dress , the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, he lightly held the bamboo fan and raised the little servant girl's chin, leaning into her ear and exhaling softly, "Is this young master not good-looking?"

How could the red dress have been subjected to such a thing, she blushed and remained silent, making Mo Yi laugh out loud, "Naturally it is beautiful, young master, look at this red dress, it looks like a layer of sunset has risen from her face."

Bai Nishang also laughed, held the fan and tapped Hongyi's head lightly, "Let's go, let's go and see if there is something interesting."

"Mo Yi heard from the sisters in the house that there is a tea house across the street, and there is a storyteller there who likes to tell some anecdotes and anecdotes, young master, why don't we go there and have a look." Mo Yi said happily.

The three of them came to Ruyi Tea House all the way, just as the storyteller had just started.The old gentleman knocked on the wooden table with a ruler, and the whole lobby fell silent instantly.

"In today's mainland, the four kingdoms are at their peak. In the east there is me in the east, in the south there is Nanyuan, in the west there is Xiqi, and in the north there is the Beimo clan. But besides that, there is a mysterious force shrouded in the four kingdoms. It's called Qiankun Realm."

"This Qiankun Realm has no entry and exit, and no one knows where it is. However, if I mention the two famous organizations of Liancang Realm and Xiaoyao Pavilion, everyone here must be familiar with them. The two major forces belong to the Qiankun Realm, and they are the two largest branches under him."

The old man took a sip of tea, stroked his beard and continued to preach slowly.

"The past lords of the Liancang Realm have been the saints of the Qiankun Realm, and the master of the Xiaoyao Pavilion is primarily responsible for protecting the saints. Because of the grievance between Xiqi Jueshangling and Liancang Realm a hundred years ago, the past dynasties The saints are all cursed. They are weak and sick in this life, and they will not live more than 20 years. Only those who meet the fate can break the curse. But so far, this curse has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is still no way to break it. The person who has never appeared."

"Nowadays, the world seems to be calm and peaceful, but in fact, the thousands of streaks of roads inside are already chaotic. This whitewashed peace will not be able to support it. The end is approaching, and there will be another chaos."

The wooden ruler was tapped on the table again, and everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, and the quiet and silent lobby erupted into applause and applause.Bai Nishang sat in the midst of the commotion, quietly recalling every word the storyteller said.

Liancang Realm, Xiaoyao Pavilion, Qiankun Realm, these words appeared in his mind over and over again, and Bai Nishang suddenly felt a burst of pain in his head.

Someone's voice kept echoing in my ear, it was an extremely gentle female voice.

"Shang'er? Come back? My Chang'er? I finally waited for you? Is it? Is it time to return?"

who is it?

Who is this...
Bai Nishang closed her eyes, feeling the seemingly infinite pain in her head, and there was a throbbing pain in the depths of her heart. The unprecedented sadness tightly surrounded her, making her unable to breathe.Her pain didn't come from her body, but from this grief that was pouring into her body.

Bai Nishang slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, a tear ran across the side of his face soundlessly.With the movement of her eyes opening, this sadness gradually dissipated, as if it followed the void and turned into nothingness, and seemed to melt into every inch of her body, hiding it silently.

She calmed down, and everything returned to the original state unknowingly. The two people in red and black were sitting at the table beside them, eating some snacks and talking privately in their ears. There was still a noisy and lively atmosphere around them, as if No one noticed her strangeness just now.

Bai Nishang raised her head, and the bearded storyteller looked at her with a smile in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, the old man disappeared out of thin air.

"Young master, you're awake," Mo Yi leaned over, "The servant girl is still hesitating whether to wake you up, but you woke up by yourself, just in time, the storyteller is coming, and I can hear my sisters soon It's a drama."

"Well, good." Bai Nishang said to deal with it, but there was a trance in his heart.

It's like Zhuang Zhou's dream.

(End of this chapter)