I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess

Chapter 468 - crazy (3)

Chapter 468: Chapter 154-crazy (3)

“Yes.” Shui langxue was about to leave.

Xiao ran’s voice was heard again.

“Remember, as my agent, you have to do your job well. Don’t let anyone invade the borders of Xia country.”

“Don’t worry, first elder. I won’t let you down!”

“Go!” Xiao ran waved his hand.

Shui langxue left.

He entered the courtyard.

Zi ‘er was making tea. When she saw Xiao ran return, she smiled and poured two cups of tea. She placed one cup in front of him and pointed to the chair opposite her.”Sit.”

Xiao ran sat down, but he didn’t drink the tea in a hurry. He shook the cup in his hand and the rich fragrance of tea spread out. It was better than the tea he made. He took a sip and put the cup down.

He looked at her.

“We’ll leave this place the day after tomorrow at the latest. ”

“Alright,” he said. Zi ‘er smiled and nodded.

She pointed at her hair and said with a smile.

“Husband, my hair is a little messy. Can you help me comb it?”

“Alright,” he said. Xiao ran agreed with a smile.

He walked over.

He took the wooden comb from her hand and combed her hair for her.

Her hair was of good quality. It was light, bright, and especially soft. When he held it in his hand, a fragrance wafted into his nose. It was very pleasant.

Xiao ran’s movements were very slow as he weaved her hair into a bow.

He passed the wooden comb to her and pointed at her in the mirror.”Are you satisfied?”

Zi ‘er stood up, stretched out her hand, held his face, and kissed him under Xiao ran’s stunned gaze.

Xiao Wu’s eyes were wide open, ready to fly out in the next second.

“Don’t look! Be careful you don’t get corn eyes. ” Yang Ping ‘an knocked on its head.

After a long time.

The two of them separated.

Zi ‘er’s face was red as she said,”husband, let’s go out for a walk.”

He looked outside.

“The scenery here is not bad and it’s very beautiful. I want to take a look while I have the time now.”

“Yes.” Xiao ran nodded.

They left the palace.

He walked between the mountains.

They would stop when they saw a beautiful scene. Xiao ran would play the zither while Zi ‘er would blow the flute. Their coordination was flawless.

As the sun gradually set.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her body, as if she had been draped in a red robe, making her particularly beautiful.

“Don’t move,” Xiao ran said.

“What’s wrong?” Zi ‘er was puzzled.

Xiao ran took out the Saint finishing brush and a special piece of paper. He then took out the Vermilion bird’s blood essence, dipped it in it, and started drawing on the paper.

The painting skill of returning to true state had perfectly painted the surrounding scenery.

It was even more exaggerated than ‘copy’, as it had a divine rhythm and spirituality.

It was as if it was not a painting, but a living person.

“It’s done,” Xiao ran put away the finishing touch pen.

Zi ‘er was curious. She jogged over and stopped in front of Xiao ran, bringing with her a fragrant scent.

“Are you done?”

Her beautiful eyes swept across and landed on the painting in Xiao ran’s hands.

The person in the painting seemed to be carved out of the same mold as her, especially her eyes, which were watery and moist. She had peach-shaped eyes and long eyelashes.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, her beautiful face was flushed red.

“It’s so beautiful,” Zi ‘er was stunned.

Xiao ran didn’t disturb her and let her admire him quietly.

After a while.

Only then did Zi ‘er snap out of her trance and put away the painting. Her face was filled with sweet happiness as she took the initiative to hold Xiao ran’s hand.”It’s getting dark. We should go back.”

“Yes.” Xiao ran responded.

He strolled slowly toward the dream spirit clan.

They had just arrived at the palace.

The dream God had been waiting here for a long time. Seeing them return, she immediately came to greet them.

“Grand Elder, grandfather asked me to invite you over.”

“Now?” Xiao ran asked.

“Yes.” The dream God nodded.

Looking at Yang Ping ‘an and Xiao Wu,”your Two Spirit beasts are also invited.””

Yang Ping ‘an proudly raised his head and puffed out his chest, as if saying,”did you see that?” This Dragon was too handsome, and he was very prominent wherever he went.

“Lead the way,” Xiao ran said.

The dream God walked in front and headed towards the palace in patriarch Meng Ling’s forbidden area.

Xiao ran and Zi ‘er looked at each other. Their eyes communicated silently, and they had already guessed their intentions.

On the other side.

Great Zhou.

In the Imperial Palace of the capital.

It was a middle-aged man with a square face and two sword-like eyebrows. His eyes were like an eagle ‘s, sharp and unyielding. A casual look from him could bring great pressure to people.

He was wearing a bright yellow Dragon robe and sitting on the Dragon Throne.

A sovereign descending to the world, yet also seemingly insufferably arrogant, displaying the aura of an Emperor to the fullest.

He was Emperor Hui Wen.

At this moment, he was in court and listening to the reports of the civil and military officials.

Suddenly.

Daoist Master Chen Gong, who had been standing by the side with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked up at the sky in disbelief. His eyes were shining brightly, as if they were looking through the ceiling and into the world outside.

His right hand, which was hidden under his sleeve, calculated and in a moment, he obtained an unbelievable answer.

He winked at Emperor Hui Wen, indicating that he had something important to report.

He knew his character very well.

If it wasn’t an extremely urgent matter, with his self-restraint, he would definitely not disturb her at this time.

Thinking of this ...

Emperor Hui Wen coughed and saw everyone’s eyes on him. He immediately said,”I’m not feeling well. Today’s court session will end here. You may all withdraw!”

“We will take our leave!” The ministers left.

Daoist priest Chen Gong waved his hand, and the two eunuchs hurriedly closed the door.

Plop!

Taoist master Chen Gong knelt on the ground.”Something big has happened to His Majesty! His Highness Jiu is dead. ”

At this moment.

A middle-aged eunuch, who was in charge of guarding the life Jade slips of the royal family members, rushed in from the side door and knelt on the ground. His head was stuck to the ground, and he was drenched in cold sweat. He said in a trembling voice,”your ... Your Majesty, His Highness Jiu, his life Jade slip is broken.”