jdhmnovel Chapter 239: Master, have you lifted any seal?
Chapter 239: Master, have you lifted any seal?
He took a sip of the tea and interrupted Youxue's wild thoughts with a cold and ruthless voice: "What you are worried about will not happen. I will decide who will be the master."
Becoming a demon or a god is all up to her in a thought, there is no need to dwell on this matter.
Furthermore, why should the strong prove themselves? That is just making excuses for their own incompetence.
Hearing this, Youxue shook her ears, then suddenly stood up.
Yes, how did I get fooled into this?
If the master was controlled by evil spirit, he would have turned into a killing weapon long ago. How could he have drawn out his own evil spirit to nourish it?
Thinking of this, Youxue twitched her face and awkwardly changed the subject.
"Master, where are the tigers and foxes?"
Linglong turned the ceramic teacup and said calmly, "Training in Wanlong Tower."
Youxue...
Okay, I was fined again.
Yes, ever since that stupid tiger told the master husband that the knot of love had been untied, the master husband has suffered many injuries in the past two years. If it weren't for the master's belief, I'm afraid the master husband would have given up long ago.
Thinking of the knot of love, it thought of its unborn little master.
He looked up at his master who looked like a dusty smoke and asked, "Master, do the rules of this world need to be dealt with?"
There was murderous intent in Linglong's eyes. She lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea: "No need. It's wonderful that the chess player becomes the chess player."
How could she let Him disappear so easily when He dared to use her hand to become the treasure's calamity?
The snowflakes outside became fewer at this moment, and even the wind became much weaker.
Feeling the power of rules, Youxue unexpectedly spread her spiritual awareness.
The color of her exquisite eyes changed quickly for a moment, she sneered, lowered her eyes and drank all the tea in the cup.
The heavy snow gradually stopped and the surroundings began to become lively.
At this moment, a stronger force of rule appeared to suppress her. Youxue looked at the host who was pouring tea in astonishment.
If it sensed correctly, this force of rules was bursting out from the master, and it couldn't help but blurt out: "Master, did you remove any seal?"
Linglong: “Yeah.” The white fingertips touched Youxue’s forehead. In an instant, Youxue was enveloped by a ball of white light and then disappeared.
It is better to pass on the knowledge than to say too much.
The low-key yet luxurious carriage of the Crown Princess's Mansion arrived in front of the palace gate. Upon seeing this, the ministers and their families who had come to attend the banquet all knelt on the snowy ground to pay their respects.
"I, your humble servant, pay my respects to Her Royal Highness, the Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."
A cold voice came from inside the carriage, which could not tell whether it was happy or angry: "Get up."
This word is even colder than the current weather.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Voices of thanks were heard, but the people around did not leave. Instead, they kept their eyes on the princess' carriage, intentionally or unintentionally.
Fu Xiang, who had been guarding in front of the palace gate, stood up and saw this. He winked at the imperial guards around him, and then led the palace servants who were carrying the sedan chair and walked quickly towards the carriage.
Ming Si saw the scene at Fuxiang's place, and came to the carriage and whispered, "Master, Madam Fuxiang has prepared a sedan chair and is coming this way."
"No problem!"
With just two words, Ming Si did not stop Fu Xiang from disturbing him.
Linglong carefully put on the fox fur and veil for Zi'an who was still sleeping soundly, and then picked him up.
Because Zi'an's sleeping point was pressed in the middle, he did not wake up despite the noise.
When Ming Si heard the noise in the carriage, he asked Yizhi and Yifu to hold up the oil-paper umbrellas, and he went forward and opened the carriage door.
The official who had not yet been dismissed by the imperial guards saw the princess, a woman in gorgeous clothes, with a slender figure, extraordinary bearing and noble appearance, slowly getting off the carriage with someone in her arms and walking towards the sedan chair.
When Fuxiang saw Linglong holding someone in her arms, he quickly lowered his eyes and just glanced at the hem of the person's clothes. When he saw the dark golden peony pattern on it, he knew that this person was the Crown Princess.
His face changed, thinking something had happened. Just as he was about to speak, a clear and cold voice rang out: "Madame Fuxiang, help me prepare a bedroom."
Fu Xiang was stunned by this invisible pressure and bowed respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."
The guards and servants of the Princess's Mansion quickly walked towards the sedan chair and skillfully opened the curtains and placed the footstool.
Linglong, who had just sat down, noticed the person in her arms move, and her cold brows softened instantly.
Raising his hand and waving it, Jin Si received the signal and looked at Fu Xiang, who understood and said, "Get going."
Zi'an heard this sound, his long eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his misty eyes.
Linglong brushed the long fur of the fox fur against Zi'an's cheek and asked softly, "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"
Hearing the familiar and gentle voice, Zi'an stretched out his hands from the fox fur and wrapped them around Linglong's neck. He rubbed his head against her neck and murmured, "My dear wife, I missed you so much!"
Linglong gently stroked his back, and after hearing that, her heart softened, and she said softly, "Well, I want to be good too."
Zi'an, who was in a daze, suddenly woke up after hearing these words, sat up straight and looked around.
The bright yellow silk curtain was swaying slightly; it was the imperial sedan chair.
Looking at Linglong, his eyes widened: "Wife, is this a sedan chair?"
Linglong helped him tidy up his messy hair, took off the veil on his cheek, and kissed his rosy face: "Well, if you are tired, take a rest?"
Zi'an's cheeks were hot, and without any pretense, he leaned back into Linglong's arms and said softly, "I'm not tired, my wife."
Linglong raised her hand, and a glass cup appeared in her hand. A sweet smell lingered in the sedan chair.
Putting the cup close to Zi'an's lips, Linglong coaxed him softly: "This is hot milk tea, drink some to warm your body."
Zi'an took the glass cup from Linglong's hand with a smile on his face, "Thank you, my wife."
The warmth spread from his palms to his heart. Only then did he realize that since Linglong came back, he had not used spiritual power to protect his body, and that piercing coldness had not appeared again.
Seeing Zi'an in a daze, Linglong reached out and pinched his cheek, "Be good, drink it, your stomach will feel uncomfortable if you get cold."
Zi'an nodded, took a sip of the milk tea from the glass cup, then his eyes lit up and he began to drink it in small sips.
Delicately, she placed her hands on the wooden frame, supported her chin, and watched Zi'an's movements with eyes full of affection.
After Zi'an finished the last sip of milk tea, she looked at the milk stains on his lips with her eyes gradually darkening. After putting the glass cup in his hand into the space, when he was about to speak, she lowered her head and kissed his lips.
Zi'an was stunned at first, then he responded to her with his eyes narrowed.
Just when he was about to suffocate, Linglong moved away a little, forehead touching forehead, and said in a low voice like a spring: "So sweet."
The milk tea is sweet, and the person is sweet too.
Hearing the hidden meaning, Zi'an's cheeks turned completely red. He leaned his head on Linglong's neck and asked with a slight breath: "Sister, how can you...how can you..." Her technique is so skillful.
Zi'an was too embarrassed to ask the last sentence, but Linglong understood it.
She chuckled and placed her hand on the back of Zian's neck, squeezing it gently.
"For you, I learned everything by myself."