"Madam, what's your purpose?"
Chidi stared at Yu Xuanji. The woman in front was really good-looking, graceful eyebrows and enchanting eyes. Her lips as pink as peach blossom, and her cheeks were as bright as moonlight. Chidi looked at her in fascination. Nascent Soul gave a little cough to interrupt Chidi's thought.
"It is Xuanji's fault. Your Majesty, please punish me."
Yu Xuanji sank to her knees on the ground. Her delicate body aroused people's tender affections. Chidi thought about how Yu Xuanji rished her life to protect him in the inn and felt pitiful to her. What's wrong with him today? How could he not bring himself to punishe women? The more he thought, the more flustered he became. Chidi was shocked at his changes. Yu Xuanji pondered Chidi's changes. What's wrong the the man in front? Since Yu Xuanji had commited such a great sin, she would have been punished heavily. But why did Chidi look so unusual? Yu Xuanji had the ability to
"Grandmaster." Nascent Soul tried to put some pressure on the wound for Chidi, but Chidi stopped him. Xiao Qi did know something about medicine. He purposefully claimed that the flesh of Chidi's heart was needed to cure Madam Xuan, so as to test Chidi's feelings for Madam Xuan. Now, he was quite pleased with the result. Woman was indeed a good pawn. Yu Xuanji watched the man in silence as he intently healed her wound with gentle fingers. She felt her skin burn painfully, and her little face was tinged with crimson. Afraid that the man might notice her abnormality, Yu Xuanji lowered her head quietly. "The inauguration of the new Master of Kunlun will take place on the 6th day of next lunar month. You can't go back on what you've promised me, Your Majesty." "Cousin Linghe is finally becoming the God of the Kunlun," Xiao Qi thought, getting more and more flustered. "It's getting harder and harder for me to overtake Xu Linghe and I get further a
"Slow down... Slow down." Xu Yin chased Xiao Douya all the way. Unfortunately, he didn't know how to ride on a cloud, and collapsed in a heap on the ground after running a few laps. Xiao Douya looked at his funny eldest uncle and raised his whip, which scared the little spirit beast into the sky again. Xu Yin stopped. "Little master is really naughty." The Little Lingchong flapped its wings and rushed up into the sky, bringing Xiao Douya back to the ground. As soon as Xiao Douya's little feet were on the ground, he threw himself at his eldest uncle, making Xu Yin fall down again. "Master is back." A group of men on the horizon was flying towards Ao Ze. Xiao Douya was overjoyed to see his mother, while Wuyou looked at her son with a frightened face, because he was not clean at all, as if he had crawled out of the mud. "Great grandpa, dad." "Xiao Douya, why do you forget me?" Ying Fu comp
The three brothers returned to their old house, where their father had lived when he was alive. Xu Linghe stood in front of the gate of the Xu Manor with Xiao Douya in his arms. Although the house looked dilapidated, the stone lions at the gate still showed the momentum of the king of beasts. With a creak, the old gate was opened. A haggard old man staggered out with a broom, his disheveled white hair fluttering in the wind. The old man had been bent over sweeping the fallen leaves from the cracks in the stone. "Uncle Liu." Xu Linghe put Xiao Douya on the ground and walked toward the gate. Xu Yin looked at the old man for a long time before he recognized their butler. "Who are you?" The old man asked. His eyes were clouded. "Uncle Liu... I'm Linghe... I'm back." Liu Fu was a little deaf, but he still remembered the Youngest Master's voice. "You're the Youngest Master!" Since the Old Master's death, Liu Fu's eye pr
"Xiao Mi'er." Xiao Douya burst out crying, his little hands beating the door. Zhou Yi outside the room could not seat himself well, thinking that it was not so easy to rob a person. Noticing that the door moving a bit, Zhou Yi set another spiritual cover. This child could not be looked down upon, because he even could drive Kunlun beast. Zhou Yi thought he could not make any mistakes. However, Xiao Douya who kept crying became silent suddenly. Zhou Yi wanted to see why. When pushing the door open, Zhou Yi was startled that the little boy was lying stiffly on the ground and his arms and legs were convulsing. "What's wrong with the little boy?" Zhou Yi came up to check and then was frightened at the little boy's weak heartbeat. Zhou Yi was in a flurry, hoping that Xiao Douya could wake up. But unexpectedly, the little boy turned paler. Zhou Yi had never seen it before, so he held Xiao Douya in his arms and ran to the east district of the city immediately. Although he had
"Xiao Mi'er." Di Li shed tears with sadness. How could her daughter get lost? Xiao Mi'er was just two years old. Lin Xiaosa's heart was torn off, but he could not let Di Li see his weakness. So, he just shouldered everything quietly. "Brother Lin, can I have a moment with you?" Xu Linghe patted the woman's little hand to comfort her. As for the disappearance of Xiao Douya, the little woman was the saddest one. Being a man, Xu Linghe thought he should shoulder more. They two came into the room one after another. "Is there any political enemy in the court?" Xu Linghe asked meaningfully. Lin Xiaosa enjoyed high postion and great power, a most influential man second to Di Qing in the Qi Kingdom. It was inevitable that a young talent was envied by others. Xu Linghe's question made Lin Xiaosa think of a person. "Yan Shen." "It's him." Xu Linghe certainly remembered Yan Shen. When Xu Linghe's father was alive, Yan family
When Madam Houqing woke up, Han Chiyou told her that Xiao Douya and Xiao Mi'er had been lost. Madam Houqing did not believe it at all and rummaged the whole courtyard. In the mansion, except only little girls and stewards, there was no trace of Xiao Mi'er and Xiao Douya. Madam Houqing got flustered and rushed out of the courtyard, but was stopped by Han Chiyou. It was not the right time to make more trouble. Han Chiyou did not allow that anything wrong happened to her mother. Otherwise, if discovered by Di Qing, she could expect nothing but a road leading to death. So, Madam Houqing and Han Chiyou were waiting with anxiety. Lin Xiaosa and Di Li hurried to the Qi palace, but were stopped when they arrived at the gate of the palace. And they knew that Di Qing was about to leave the palace. Lin Xiaosa had his carriage stopped at the corner. When the gate of the palace was open, Di Qing's Lie Huo galloped out. Seeing Lie Huo, Lin Xiaosa realized that it used to be Xu Lingh
"Does father beware of Jingyu?" Yan Bao had learned to be docile and realized that he had to follow his father's words if he wanted to return to the capital. Although Yan Bao was not reconciled to the arrangement, he could do nothing because his father had the power that could subvert the whole kingdom. After supper, Yan Shen wrote a letter and asked Yan Bao to return to the border as soon as possible, and cautioned against any stop along the way. Yan Bao must give the letter to Madam Yu in person. Therefore, Yan Bao and his servants hastened to the destination day and night and kept his father's warning in mind. Yan Bao did not dare to sleep in the inn, instead, they slept in the mountain forest. With Di Qing's order, Leng Cang led strong soldiers to chase them hurriedly. As early as Yan Bao had returned to the Yan residence, the spy of the border had sent the message back to the palace. So, Di Qing ordered Leng Cang to take trusted subordinates and intercept Yan Bao
His son's death was a devastating blow. Yan Shen stayed in the mourning hall. Night wind flickered the light. Yan Shen squatted down to shield the altar lamp. Tears coursed down this old man's cheeks, and he just wished his son would enjoy a bright life in the next life. "Lord, it has been midnight. Please take a rest..." Zhang Biao let out a long sigh and fully understood Lord's grief. Several years ago, Zhang Biao had the same sorrow as Lord when Zhang Biao's son passed away. So he stood outside the mourning hall, accompanying the Lord silently. Under the light, the lord stood there with a scoop. "My son! I am the murderer..." Yan Shen touched the coffin shakily, his fingers moving little by little. Zhang Biao came up to help him, but Yan Shen stopped him. Yan Shen thought it was he who did something wrong to his son. To stir up trouble, Yan Shen sent his son to the road of death. Yan Shen regretted what he had done—to have his son killed for his own de