From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

Only he was invited to the banquet, so Feng Yi stayed in the hotel all the time.

Back to the inn.

The sixth prince pushed the door open and entered.

Feng Yi noticed the movement, stopped practicing, and immediately asked:

"Senior brother Xiao, is everything going well? Has Princess Ziwei been defeated by you?"

The sixth prince shook his head.

Seeing this, Fengyi's pupils suddenly dilated.

"How is this going?"

A trace of impatience appeared in Xiao Jian's eyes, he waved his hand and said:

"If you lose, you lose. What can you ask?"

Feng Yi saw Xiao Jian's dissatisfied attitude, and he frowned slightly. Originally, he thought that Xiao Jian could defeat Princess Ziwei, so he was polite to him along the way. Otherwise, as his true disciple, he would have to face a mere Inner disciples groveling?

If Xiao Jian wins, he has nothing to say, but if Xiao Jian loses, he is not qualified to be a teacher again, not to mention that he may inherit the position of teacher in the future.

Just relying on him, Xiao Jian, what qualifications do he have to show off his power in front of him?

"Xiao Jian, the master has high hopes for you and asked you to bring Princess Ziwei into the mountain gate, but you lost to her. You have failed the master's expectations of you. What face do you have to go back to see his old man?!"

Xiao Jian raised his voice and questioned.

Hearing this, Xiao Jian stopped the movements of his hands, turned his head and said lightly:

"At first, I was still thinking about how to tell you about this matter, but now that you asked, I just said it."

"I won't go back to the sect anymore. I will stay in Daxia and follow Princess Ziwei in the future."

Hearing this, Feng Yi was taken aback, he really didn't expect Xiao Jian to make such a choice, for a while, he was speechless.

"Xiao Jian, are you crazy?! You are an inner disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, how could you give up the Spirit Sword Sect for the princess of a mere small country?"

Xiao Jian was indeed very calm, and said:

"Although the Spirit Sword Sect is big, there is no one who is a match for the princess. Even if it is a senior brother, if it is a battle with the realm, even the princess will not be able to take a single move."

Having said that, he paused and said:

"I will write a letter to clearly describe what happened. You will return to the sect with the letter and hand it over to Elder Xuanjian."

He took out a storage bag and pushed it in front of Fengyi.

"Here is a thousand spirit stones, just treat it as your reward for running errands!"

Looking at the storage bag in front of him, Feng Yi was furious, he slapped the table and stood up.

"Xiao Jian! You are simply unreasonable! You lunatic!"

Xiao Jian remained calm and said calmly:

"If you don't want to, I will find someone else to pass it on for you."

Hearing this, Feng Yi clenched his fists, let out a deep breath, put away the storage bag, glanced coldly at Xiao Jian, and dropped a few words:

"Xiao Jian, you will regret it!"

Xiao Jian's expression did not change. Once he made a decision, he would not change it until his death.

"Thank you sir!"

This time, he didn't even call him Junior Brother.

Under the moonlit night, a white-clothed figure left the city overnight and headed straight for the Spirit Sword Gate.

...

Princess House.

Xiao Minghuang led Xu Xiu'er, and just entered the gate of the mansion, he saw a figure in a light red dress sitting under a long pavilion not far away, with a slender and graceful back, like a fairy under the moon.

"Your Highness, you are back... who is this?"

Lin Wanqiu turned her head and was about to say hello when she raised her eyes and saw a beautiful young girl in emerald green dress standing beside Xiao Minghuang.

She frowned, realizing that this matter was not simple.

Xiao Minghuang was having a headache as to how to arrange Xu Xiu'er, when she saw Lin Wanqiu, she immediately greeted Lin Wanqiu as if she was seeing a savior.

She took Lin Wanqiu's hand, quickened her pace and led her away from Xu Xiu'er's sight.

Seeing Xiao Minghuang's actions, Lin Wanqiu was even more confused.

What are you doing, Your Highness?

The two stood in a long pavilion.

Xiao Minghuang wrinkled slightly, sighed lightly, and briefly described what happened that night.

"...She is the only granddaughter of King Wu'an, her name is Xu Xiu'er, Wan Qiu thinks, how should she be placed?"

After listening to Xiao Minghuang's narration, Lin Wanqiu understood that she knew that His Highness had no special feelings for that girl.

Even a little disgusted?

Lin Wanqiu felt relieved, patted her soft chest, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Your Highness, she will be placed in my hands, and she will not be wronged!"

Xiao Minghuang smiled:

"I don't worry about your work."

After saying this, she took out the cup of spirit wine from her sleeve, and pushed it in front of Lin Wanqiu.

"This glass of spiritual wine is for Wan Qiu."

Seeing the spirit wine in front of her, Lin Wanqiu was stunned. With her eyesight, she could tell that this glass of spirit wine was quite extraordinary.

"This is..."

Xiao Minghuang explained:

"This wine is called Daughter's Brew, and it's good for improving your cultivation."

Lin Wanqiu had never heard of her daughter's wine, so she thought it was ordinary spirit wine, so she thanked her and accepted it.

at the same time.

The voice of the system sounded in Xiao Minghuang's head.

【Ding! 】

[Detected that the host gave the opportunity successfully! 】

[Congratulations to the host, triggering ten times the critical strike compensation, getting the fruit and getting the daughter*10! 】

The corners of Xiao Minghuang's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Ten times, not too much, but not too much.

After receiving the spirit wine, Lin Wanqiu blushed slightly, looked at Xiao Minghuang shyly and timidly, and said softly:

"Your Highness, it's getting late, let's rest!"

120. Double Cultivation Again, Yongquan Triple Realm Peak!

Under the moonlight, Lin Wanqiu's pretty face became more and more charming. Her skin was like snow, her eyes were like water waves, and her lips were bright red, like a rose in full bloom. People couldn't help but pick it.

"Okay!"

Xiao Minghuang answered very simply, without any hesitation.

After Zheng Zheng established a relationship with Lin Wanqiu, she already treated this girl as her own wife.

Sharing the same bed with his wife, naturally there will be no problems.

Lin Wanqiu's face instantly turned red, she glared at Xiao Minghuang coquettishly, lowered her head, and whispered:

"Your Highness! Aren't you ashamed?"

Xiao Minghuang smiled, stopped Lin Wanqiu's slender waist, and said softly:

"Lanqiu, we are husband and wife, you don't have to restrain yourself."

"Um..."

Lin Wanqiu's voice was like a mosquito, and she responded in a low voice.

Although they have formally established a relationship, doing this kind of thing is always full of unspeakable feelings.

Especially in this dim night with dim lights.

"Go! Let's go into the house!"

Xiao Minghuang took Lin Wanqiu's jade hand and walked into the house.

On the way, she vaguely felt that something had been forgotten.

but...

"Since I can't remember it, it must not be an important matter... Don't worry about him!"

Soon.

Lin Wanqiu followed Xiao Minghuang's footsteps into the room. After Xiao Minghuang closed the door, he hugged Lin Wanqiu and put her on the bed.

Lin Wanqiu's face was flushed like clouds, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

Xiao Minghuang's eyes were burning, staring at Lin Wanqiu's face, he was in a daze for a while, and felt that Lin Wanqiu was more beautiful than before.

No extra action.

Xiao Minghuang leaned down and kissed Lin Wanqiu's small cherry mouth.

Lin Wanqiu's lips were warm and soft, which made Xiao Minghuang intoxicated for a while, but with just such a kiss, Xiao Minghuang didn't want to stop.

Lin Wanqiu's body trembled slightly, she clenched her hands tightly, and she was also a little emotional.

The two soft bodies cling to each other, intertwined, as if slowly melting, gradually boiling hot, like a fire burning.

Xiao Minghuang could feel that Lin Wanqiu's skin was soft, delicate and elastic, and it felt very comfortable to touch it, like a baby could be blown to pieces, making her want more.

Lin Wanqiu groaned, shook her body, opened her eyes, and looked at Xiao Minghuang who was close at hand, with a shy blush on her face.

"Your Highness..."

Looking at the pair of misty eyes, Xiao Minghuang lowered his head and kissed.

...

After strenuous exercise.

Lin Wanqiu fell into a deep sleep, breathing evenly and peacefully.

Xiao Minghuang got up, walked to the table and poured a glass of water, and suddenly remembered that she still had ten glasses of spiritual wine in her hand.

So she took out a cup of spiritual wine and drank it.

A cool air flowed from her throat into the abdominal cavity.

It was a very refreshing feeling, and one could faintly feel the spiritual power in the body rising, as if there was a sign of a breakthrough.

Xiao Minghuang was surprised.

The spiritual wine brewed by this daughter is so powerful.

She didn't stop any longer, and continued to drink the remaining ten cups of Daughter's Brew in one gulp.

Accompanied by streams of refreshing spirit wine entering her stomach, Xiao Minghuang felt a flame burning in her body, the robe on her body gradually turned red, and a scorching temperature came from her skin, and she felt a burst of hotness.

This is...

what happened?

Xiao Minghuang frowned, could it be that these spirit wines are poisonous?