The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 202 201: She can't be alive again

I don't know if it was Jing Yuanzhao's slap that worked, or his words made her wake up, Ye Ruoxi suddenly came back to her senses, "Yes, yes, she was hit by the soul-destroying nail, and she was already burned to death by the fire, it is impossible to come back to life .”

Jing Yuanzhao hugged her, smoothed her messy hair, and said in a soft voice, "That woman is dead, her body and spirit are gone, and she can't appear in front of us again. The person you saw is just the same as She just looks alike."

Ye Ruoxi's flustered emotions gradually calmed down, and she hugged Jing Yuanzhao's waist, buried her small face in his arms, and said timidly, "Your Highness, this concubine was really scared to death just now, that little girl's face is just like Feng Yao's. It's exactly the same, the concubine was frightened for a moment and thought it was really that bitch Feng Yao who came back."

After being reminded by His Royal Highness, she felt that it was impossible for Feng Yao to come back, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Yuanzhao's eyes narrowed slightly: "Little girl? You met a little girl who looks like Feng Yao?"

"Isn't it?" Ye Ruoxi pouted her red lips, quite annoyed, "That little girl looks about four or five years old, and her tone of voice is very arrogant, and she doesn't pay attention to my concubines at all."

That temperament is really like Feng Yao back then.

Thinking of that flamboyant woman, Ye Ruoxi's teeth itch with hatred.

Jing Yuanzhao squinted his deep eyes, silently meditating.

Ye Ruoxi raised her head from his arms, looked at him sadly, and asked aggrievedly: "Just now, my concubine met the Empress Empress on the road, and she said that she would choose a concubine for His Royal Highness, and when the time comes, His Highness will have a new love, yes?" Don't you want concubines?"

Now she is the only woman in the East Palace, who is loved by thousands of people. If there is another woman to share the Prince's love with her, how can she be willing.

"What are you thinking about?" Jing Yuanzhao pinched the tip of her nose with soft light in his eyes, with a loving expression on his face, "Even if I marry the Crown Princess in the future, I will still love Xi'er the most in my heart."

"What's more, I married the Crown Princess just to consolidate my power, and I don't really like that woman."

To put it bluntly, it was just a marriage of interests.

"In this way, the concubine can feel at ease. As long as His Highness does not abandon the concubine, the concubine will always follow the concubine, even if it is only a small side concubine."

Ye Ruoxi smiled with red lips, and leaned contentedly on Jing Yunzhao's chest.

Jing Yuanzhao held her shoulders, with affection, "I will definitely not let Xi'er down."

He also said this sentence to Feng Yao back then.

How did Feng Yao respond?
Let your mother's fart go!
Jing Yuanzhao suddenly asked: "Xi'er, do you have a clue about the rebirth of the spirit vein?"

"Your Highness, don't worry, the concubine is looking for a way, don't worry, it will definitely help His Highness regenerate the spiritual veins of God's Domain," Ye Ruoxi raised her red lips, and drew circles with her fingertips on his chest, "When Your Highness has God's Domain in the future You can cultivate spiritual power with the spiritual veins of a person, and Jing Chaoci will definitely not be your opponent when the time comes, and His Highness will have to sit on the dragon chair."

Jing Yuanzhao raised the corner of his mouth lightly, he was very happy to hear such compliments, and the ambition in his eyes was even more intense.

He has always wanted to have the spiritual veins of the people in the God Realm, so that he can cultivate spiritual power and greatly increase his skill. In this great advancement, there will be very few people who will be his opponents.

Ye Ruoxi has been secretly helping him find a way to regenerate his spiritual veins for someone who is not a member of God's Domain.

In the past, there was a very good way, but unfortunately, it was defeated by Feng Yao.
The two lingered together for a while, because Ye Ruoxi was frightened today, Jing Yuanzhao asked her to go back to the bedroom to rest.

He picked up the broken jade unicorn on the ground, sat back on the mahogany chair, and reassembled the broken jade unicorn. Even if it was reassembled again, it could never return to its latest appearance, and the cracks were particularly conspicuous.

No matter how expensive something is, as long as a corner is broken, it loses all its value and becomes worthless.

Jing Yuanzhao frowned, his brows were somewhat cold and dry, and he casually threw the jade unicorn in his hand on the desk in front of him.

He said in a deep voice: "Go and check, whose family is the little girl Xi'er met on the street today?"

There was no sound in the hall, and then a black shadow passed by, and there was a little wind, which raised the rice paper on the desk.

This is the shadow guard trained by Jing Yuanzhao.

An hour later, Jing Yuanzhao leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. There was a dark shadow in front of his eyes, and a dark shadow fell on his handsome face.

He squinted his eyes, didn't even move his eyelids, and said in a leisurely tone, "But did you find it?"

"It's Miss Nine from Rongguo Duke's Mansion."

Jing Yuanzhao opened his eyes suddenly, with deep shadows in his eyes, "Yun Ranyue's little apprentice?" He slowly sat up straight, his eyes startled, "How could it be her."

It was the little milk baby who had lived together in the palace for more than four years but had never met?
The East Palace and Lanyue Palace are neither far nor close. In these years, he has never seen the little apprentice Yun Ranyue raised by his side, and Yun Ranyue never let her show up in the palace.

Even if there is a banquet in the palace, I have never seen her attend it once.

Later, after she returned to Rongguo Duke's Mansion, she began to attend banquets and slowly show her face.

Even so, Jing Yuanzhao has never seen the little apprentice's face at various banquets, and even if he met, he has never seen her facial features clearly.

Is it deliberate, or is it a coincidence?
Jing Yuanzhao waved his hand to make the shadow recede, put his arm on the desk, rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes, thoughtful.
Nan Zhuohua fell asleep until Shen Shi.

The sky is already dark, the lights are just coming on, and the stars outside the window are sparse and bright.

Nan Zhuohua got up from the bed, just when Fudong came to ask her to go to Shengjin Courtyard for dinner.

Nan Zhuohua was naturally extremely happy.

Fudong cooked a lot of food tonight, it was very sumptuous, besides Gu Zhijin and Nan Zhuohua, sitting at the table was not only Fudong, but also Si Ye.

The atmosphere at the table was a little subtle in an instant.

Gu Zhijin eats and eats reservedly, her beautiful eyes glance at her left hand from time to time as if unintentionally.

Si Ye was silent, eating quietly, it was the corner of his eye that reflected the appearance of the woman on the right.

Nan Zhuohua was only focused on cooking, so naturally she didn't see her sister and brother Si Ye's "flicking eyes" and "eyes expressing affection."

Even if she saw it, she would probably think that the two had twitched eyes.

Si Ye remained silent, picked up a mouthful of food and put it in Gu Zhijin's bowl, his movements were skillful and natural.

Gu Zhijin paused the hand holding the chopsticks, and her face suddenly turned red.

Fudong was also stunned, his eyes turned back and forth on the two of them.

Obediently, there is adultery.

Nan Zhuohua picked up his small rice bowl and stretched it out in front of Si Ye, chewing the food in his mouth: "Brother Si Ye, I want you to pick up some food too."

Si Ye: "." If he didn't dare, the master would kill him.

Gu Zhijin: "." Embarrassed, blushing, ashamed.

Fudong: "." The child really has a pure heart.

In the end, Gu Zhijin took a mouthful of vegetables and put them in her small bowl, no matter who picked them up for her, it's fine if someone picks them up anyway.

Nan Zhuohua was satisfied, and buried his little head to cook.

During this meal, Gu Zhijin sat on pins and needles.

　Let me talk about the details, as I mentioned earlier, it is also a foreshadowing, the dialogue between Wuyu and Miyan, Shengtangguo, gathering souls!

　　
　
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