Rosefinch Royal Lady - C82

Xiao Zhihe spent a lot of effort to open her heavy eyelids. Feeling dizzy and confused, she propped herself up with her arms and sat down. She squinted her eyes and surveyed her surroundings, then let out an earth-shattering scream.

Stupid woman, is there something wrong with you when you wake up?

A slender scarlet figure sat up on a soft bed in the room. A man wearing a gorgeous red robe sat up coldly and stared at the frightened Xiao Zhihe with a pair of displeased silver white eyes.

Xiao Zhihe’s mind buzzed, she felt the sky spinning and the earth spinning, she stuttered, “I…” How did I become like this?! She lowered her head, confirming over and over again that she had really shrunk to the size of a palm. Moreover, her body was shining like a transparent jellyfish. Just what was going on? I… Wait, who are you?!

Bei Huansheng slowly walked behind him with his hands behind his back. Without being polite, he extended two fingers and pulled the little Xiao Zhihe out of the tea house. The two stared at each other, Xiao Zhihe’s scalp tingling from the reflection of her pair of faint white eyes. You monster who uses demonic arts! Danger! Despicable! Shameless! I’m not a vegetarian, I’m warning you! Let go…

Even if you are a first class Soul Power User, without your physical body and with your soul body leaving your host body, no matter how powerful you are, you can only be a finger of mine.

He stuffed the struggling Xiao Zhihe into a secret pocket in front of his chest, and with his long fingertip, he gently patted that dishonest little head. From today onwards, your identity will no longer be ‘Consort Xiao’, but will be my depressing pet. The cat demon Xiao He has already sent you to me, so there is no need to needlessly resist.

He felt that the little person’s movements on his chest were clearly sluggish, and he stopped moving. He couldn’t help but smile. Hmm, that’s right. He took a few steps forward and was about to push open the door when he suddenly heard a muffled sound from his chest. Did he know?

Bei Huansheng stopped in his tracks, puzzled. Him? You mean… Emperor Xun?

There was no more movement in front of his chest, Bei Huansheng knew that he had guessed correctly, his thick eyebrows raised, and couldn’t help but stroke his chin playfully. What Xiao He said was right … You little woman, are you really interested in the Emperor Xun?

Xiao Zhihe revealed half of her head, she leaned on the side of her pockets and avoided the eyes, no! I am just a normal martial arts practitioner, I am very crude, how would I dare to think about the Son of Heaven. As she finished speaking, her face darkened and she muttered under her breath. In any case, she knows that I’m just a Empress Cha substitute that he loves. He … There was never a moment in my life.

Bei Huansheng whistled, his silver white eyes filled with ridicule. Since he knew, why did she mention him? Xiao He had already changed into your appearance, being brought back to the to be his sole concubine.

That’s right, what was he hoping for?

No matter if it was the original her, or the cat demon who had changed into her appearance, they both received Holy Pet Wuyan just because she looked like a Empress Cha.

It had nothing to do with whether she was Xiao Zhihe or not.

The fortuitous encounter in the Night Crown Palace, the irresistible seizure, the furious search, the grind in the bed, the embrace on the locust tree, the cold kiss curling in the heat … Everything, that little by little, that man who attracted her attention, that cold and domineering emperor, was done because she seemed to love him.

“Xiao Zhihe, are you still unconscious?”

Seeing that the little person on his chest did not make a sound for a long time, Bei Huansheng squinted his eyes, and quickly walked forward and forcefully opened the door. The sunlight shone through the entire room, and instantly became bright and bright, as if nothing had happened, and he spoke up.

Xiao Zhihe slightly moved, her tone carrying a thick nasal tone,… Even if the sun was out, so what? I can’t change back… With this kind of body, it was fine if she didn’t want it.

Bei Huansheng declined to comment.

He interjected lazily, leaning against the doorframe, raising his head and looking at the huge tree that reached to the sky outside the corridor. I am the Clan Master of the Wu Clan, if I want you to live, you must live.

Xiao Zhihe was startled. She looked up and saw that the man’s eyes had already darkened, that there were countless waves of frost in them, that Wu Clan had been entangled with fate since the ancient times, and that it was unending for four thousand years.

Woman, although you have been killed by the Demon Cat, attached to, removed … But now, you can still ‘live’ to this moment, which means that your existence must have its destiny.

The capital of the Hong Huang Kingdom, the Qin Creek Royal Palace.

The Emperor Xun was practicing his calligraphy in his study when he suddenly heard a creaking sound. The wooden door opened and a pair of small red embroidered shoes stepped in lightly, followed by a bright smile. Your Majesty, Xiang Ling took the fresh bean juice soup from the granny in the mill.

The man raised his head, two strands of black hair flowing down from his forehead. The golden crown on his head looked majestic and elegant. His face was white and lips were red, and his entire body exuded the aura of a king. He calmly looked at the smiling lady and nodded. “Put it over there.” Drink after the practice.

Xiao He was sensible, and glanced at the words Emperor Xun was lying on the table practicing, and knew that he could not afford to disturb him now. He combed the hair by his ear, and stepped back obediently with his head lowered, the rouge on his lips shining in the sunlight, I will not disturb Your Majesty anymore.

Xiao Zhihe, you said that you wanted to obtain the Elite Armament, right?

Emperor Xun straightened his back and wiped his hands with a hot towel that was placed on the table. He raised his head and said seriously to the woman who had an expression of shock in front of him.

Xiao He did not know what the Emperor Xun was doing, and did not know how to react. His eyes rolled around, revealing a surprised expression. “But Your Majesty, didn’t you say that the Elite Armament’s Mu Manor is the Emperor’s left and right arm, symbolizing the elemental energy of the Son of Heaven …” How can you entrust a concubine like me, a weak girl?

Emperor Xun replied with a low voice. He left the desk and slowly walked over, his eyes staring at the woman’s beautiful and gentle face. Not bad. This King said so.

Xiao He tilted his head, revealing a puzzled look. The man stretched out his palm and grabbed the woman’s slender wrist, using all his strength to hug her tightly. If you are to succeed, you must have the skill to make any other woman incomparable to you, and to convince the civil and military officials. This is the only way you can win the trust of the people and the people of the world.

Xiao He’s pupils suddenly contracted. She was shocked in her heart, thinking that Xiao Zhihe was only a substitute for the Empress Cha, but who would have thought that the Emperor Xun would actually reconsider his decision for Xiao Zhihe’s sake! It seemed that Emperor Xun was serious about taking out the Elite Armament Mu Manor even after reaching this stage.

I have already instructed the Lord of the Elite Armaments, ‘Guan Tong’, to bring you in. If you really want this Elite Armament, then concentrate on training with the Guan Tong Palace. There is still a lot more you should learn, so you can’t be impatient. Once the time is ripe, you will be the new master of the Elite Armament’s Mu Clan. With that said, the man’s black eyes narrowed as he spat out two words, “Guan Tong.”

Your subordinate has arrived.

In the room that originally had only two people, five or six people suddenly appeared out of thin air. The leader of the group bowed towards the Emperor Xun and slowly stood up. He was tall and slender, wearing a spotless white daoist robe, with a sparkling white Iris hanging at his waist. The tassels at his tail swayed slightly, and his pair of eyes were narrow and cold, filled with an immortal aura, like a boy that had descended to the mortal world. The followers behind him were all covered in black robes from head to toe. It was impossible to tell the difference between men and women.

The Emperor Xun nodded and spoke to the white robed man. Guan Tong, this is the Consort Xiao that this king has ordered you to support in the future. He then turned his head to introduce to his side, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw that the woman’s entire body was trembling like a sieve, her bright white face had already lost all color, and she retreated a few steps, her mouth frantically whispering, It’s, it’s a Taoist!

The man was expressionless. He placed his hands on his chest and clenched his fists. Then, he knelt down on one knee in front of the terrified woman. His deep voice echoed in the study.

Reporting to the Consort Xiao, subordinate Guan Tong is the first disciple of Spiritual Master Xuanyan.