When the Alluring Queen opened her eyes, all the kings in the world knelt down

That night, Mo Yun, the guard of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, brought a gift.

After hearing the report from the housekeeper, Jiang Tingyi hurried out to greet him. When he saw the long brocade box in Mo Yun's hand, he naturally stretched out his hand to take the gift: "Thank you for your trouble, Ninth Prince--"

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Jiang." Mo Yun took a step back, his hands tightly protecting the black brocade box in his hand, "This gift is from the Ninth Prince to Princess Nanyang, I must personally hand it to Princess Nanyang."

Jiang Tingyi's expression froze, and then he smiled gently: "Princess Nanyang is my cousin, I can convey it on your behalf."

"No need." Mo Yun refused, "Please take me to see Her Royal Highness the Princess, or let the servant take me there."

Jiang Tingyi was annoyed and secretly cursed him for looking down on others, but he didn't dare to offend the Ninth Prince's personal attendant. He casually asked someone to take him to the Glass Courtyard, and then turned and left.

Mo Yun followed the servants to Liuli Courtyard and personally handed the things he brought to Yan Li: "My master ordered me to send this here, please ask Princess Nanyang to take a look."

"What is this?"

Mo Yun kept it a secret: "Princess, open it and you will know."

Yan Li's eyes fell on the black sandalwood brocade box in front of her, and after a moment of silence, she reached out to take it.

The rectangular brocade box was heavy. Yan Li did not hesitate, opened it and took a look, and then raised his eyebrows.

Mu Cang is indeed a god of war.

Other people give women things either sachets, handkerchiefs or jewelry, but he is strange and gave her a whip.

Does this mean that she can do whatever she wants tomorrow?

Yan Li took out the whip and looked at it carefully for a while. The whip is a good whip, not too thick or too thin, not too long or too short, and it is most suitable for women to use. The whip is flexible, and the end of the whip handle is engraved with a noble unicorn pattern. There is a strange sense of control when holding it.

You can tell at a glance that it is not a pet.

"Thank the Ninth Prince for me." Yan Li was not polite, looking up at Mo Yun, "I will pick a gift to send back someday."

Mo Yun shook his head: "My prince has everything, as long as the princess can make the best use of this whip."

"Make the best use of it?" Yan Li raised his eyebrows, "Do you mean, let me use it to kill people?"

"...No." Mo Yun's expression was a little subtle, "I mean, the princess can use it for self-defense."

"I see." Yan Li said, "Please convey it, thank you, Ninth Prince."

Mo Yun said and left.

Yan Li walked into the inner room and put the brocade box aside. Both hands held the whip and looked at it. The dark whip reflected a cold light under the light.

Yan Li swung it with his hands, and the vigorous and powerful sound of the whip cutting through the air drilled into the eardrum, with a kind of heart-shaking echo.

Yan Li nodded in satisfaction. It was a good thing.

Although it was not one of those famous magic weapons on the ancient rankings, it was of high quality and a powerful weapon.

Yan Li stood in front of the window, thinking of the cold and noble man, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of woman would be able to move such a man?

Mu Cang didn't want to say, and she wouldn't ask more.

However, although she took the initiative to ask for this marriage, since he had someone in his heart, she should keep a little distance from Mu Cang in the future, at least not cross the etiquette.

When he married his beloved woman one day, she would return him to the other party intact, and would not even touch a strand of Mu Cang's hair.