My Cold Sword Master

"Don't lie, Master..."

"Yes, Qing'er knows." The girl curled her lips.

"Hey, Madam, Qing'er recently found out about a wonderful place that might be able to help Miss with her illness."

"where?"

"What's it called... Lanruo Temple."

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Chapter 17: Dali Temple Junior Official, Su Lishuang

After this little episode, the young man returned to the carriage and looked around curiously at the capital, the core city of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The entire capital city is guarded by towering ancient city walls engraved with ancient formation patterns. Jadeite buildings are connected in a row, and tall towers in the sky are connected with inverted green peaks with chains. With the blessing of the formation, they soar in the sky with egrets and cranes.

This majestic ancient city is also a prosperous scene. The official roads are paved with blue bricks. They are flat and spacious and can accommodate ten carriages. The shops, pharmacies, treasure pavilions and pet pavilions on both sides are dazzling and eye-catching.

"Yun'er, when you arrive in Yanyun, don't walk around casually." Su Wanrou looked at the young man who was looking at Yanyun with curiosity, gently rubbed the boy's face, and said softly.

"There are many restricted areas in Yanyun, and there are many lawless people working with the demon clan. Yun'er, please be careful."

"Oh..." The boy nodded obediently.

"Your aunt is not worried about these things."

Xiao You'er hugged the boy from behind with her delicate hands wearing charming black gauze long gloves, and gently bit the boy's earlobe with her delicate red lips. She looked at the beautiful woman meaningfully and smiled softly.

"You, my aunt, are actually just worried that those coquettish young ladies will lust after your young master's body~~"

"In my opinion, if your aunt had been a little more relaxed, you would have been lured into the alley by that mature woman and your delicate and tender body would have been eaten clean~"

"Don't interrupt."

Su Wanrou's cold autumn eyes glanced at Xiao You'er who was being intimate with the boy, and she felt jealous. She snatched the boy from the arms of this vixen, tapped his forehead, and said with a slight scolding.

"Yun'er should be more cautious in her daily life, including this vixen. Don't always make your aunt worry."

"How can you, the aunt who monopolizes the young man, have the nerve to say that I am a vixen?" Xiao You'er's lazy and charming voice was full of profound meaning.

Along the way, if we talk about gluttony, then she, the gorgeous and seductive Nine Nether Demon Cultivator, cannot compare to the young man's mature and beautiful fairy aunt who has an ethereal, cold and elegant appearance.

The boy was a little confused, but he nodded obediently: "I understand, auntie."

Su Wanrou looked at the young boy in her arms who was almost abducted and eaten, and yet had no idea of it, and her soft eyes showed a hint of helplessness.

Stupid Yuner...stupid.

The white fox on the boy's shoulder yawned loudly, and after glancing at the boy with its lazy red eyes, a human feeling flashed across its face: Stupid.

Su Wanrou was about to say something, but she saw Xiao You'er's foxy eyes glance at her lazily, and the black gauze folding fan in her hand pointed outside the carriage.

She followed the trail with her autumn eyes and saw a solemn and dark mansion. In front of the mansion was a red nanmu plaque with golden threads - Dali Temple.

"I won't go in with you~ Lord Shaoqing doesn't like me~" Xiao You'er looked at the young man who wanted to say something but hesitated, and chuckled.

"Why, young master, you can't bear to leave me?"

"Yeah." The young man nodded gently. He was originally planning to go his separate ways in Yanyun, but after experiencing physical intimacy, he would be reluctant to part ways no matter what.

"Um, Xiao..."

"Just call me Jiu Niang." Xiao You'er gently raised her black gauze folding fan and pressed it against the boy's lips, then moved forward and kissed him on the forehead.

"My dear, please don't worry about me. When you come out of the Dali Temple, I will come to find you."

After saying this, the charming and seductive beauty looked at the young man's elegant and beautiful fairy aunt, hooked her arms around the boy's neck, and smiled softly in his ear.

"When you have some free time, you can come to Junyi Pavilion. I will be waiting there for you to eat me up. But please don't tell your aunt."

These words made the tips of the boy's ears turn red, slightly dispelling the melancholy of parting.

………………

The Dali Temple, within the Great Zhou Dynasty, was rarely seen by ordinary monks and common people.

But for those officials of all ranks and generals, Dali Temple is definitely not a good word.

At least, when those black-clad detectives and night watchmen from the Dali Temple wearing black and holding long swords come to your door, it definitely doesn't mean anything good is coming.

As an institution directly under the emperor, the Dali Temple could only be dispatched by the emperor. Its status was at the same level as the Ministry of Justice. It cooperated with the Ministry of War and was in charge of espionage, assassinations, and the investigation and arrest of officials and generals.

There are three posts: General Director, Junior Secretary and Temple Secretary.

The Chief Secretary was in charge of the Dali Temple and usually served as the imperial teacher of the dynasty. He did not need to attend the morning court and could only be deployed and appointed with the emperor's personal order.

Shaoqing was in charge of approving all matters, big or small, of the Dali Temple.

The Temple Secretary is in charge of files, cases, and the assignment and dispatch of Dali Temple personnel.

Under the Dali Temple there are three divisions: the Night Police, the Ansi, and the Black-clad Constables.

The black-clad detectives have the lowest status and are responsible for arresting, interrogating, patrolling, escorting and other dirty work.

Ye Bushu is a spy, responsible for collecting evidence, spying and infiltrating.

As for the secret affairs, only the Dali Temple's Shaoqing and the Dali Temple's Chief, also known as the Temple Minister, can dispatch them. They are responsible for assassinating rebels and hostile generals, or carrying out undercover missions.

At this time, the Dali Temple was filled with a busy and solemn scene as if a dark cloud was looming. Constables in black clothes and carrying long swords, mixed with scholars in black robes, kept coming in and out of a dark hall.

A black-clad constable walking hurriedly slightly disrupted the busy and solemn scene. He walked quickly into the Shaoqing Hall in the center. After a moment, the Shaoqing Hall, which had been closed for a long time, opened its heavy black door, which was rare.

Shaoqing Hall, this solemn and dignified hall is presented in solemn black throughout.

In the entire hall, apart from rows of bookcases filled with various new and old files, there was only an ink-colored desk on the high platform.

Compared to the young man who was looking at her curiously, Su Wanrou seemed much more relaxed in this solemn hall, as if she was at home.

She casually took off her plain gauze hat and placed it on the ink-colored table in front of her. She glanced around the Shaoqing Hall with her gentle autumn eyes, and her bare hands stroked the ink-cloud wooden cabinets that held rows of files and cases, with a look of nostalgia on her face.

"It's been twelve years, and nothing has changed. It's just that it's so depressing. I don't like it." The beautiful woman looked at the deep and depressing hall, frowned slightly, and was slightly annoyed.

"My Dali Temple is not as elegant as Jiange."

Behind the desk, a cold and beautiful woman in black, with a graceful and charming figure, was half leaning against the desk and putting down the book in her hand.

The cold, frosty dark autumn eyes glanced at the beautiful woman, then looked at the young man.

At the same time, Shangguan Yun was also looking curiously at the woman in black in front of him who was as cold and beautiful as frost.

The slim-fitting waisted robe makes the tall, tight and graceful figure of this cool and beautiful woman, like a heroic female general, even more exquisite.

A piece of white cloud-patterned ribbon tied around her waist barely held up her graceful, flexible waist and her drooping robe.

But I don’t know if this cold and beautiful woman is too lazy, and I don’t know if those plump, warm, fragrant, soft, snow-white and honey breasts are too full and round.

So much so that this white, plump, soft and tender breast, comparable to that of a beautiful woman, with a mature, fragrant and soft milk scent, even stretched out the loose collar of the robe, exuding a touch of tender, white, and soft breasts.

Obviously, she is as cold and beautiful as ice, but the slim-fitting long robe outlined by the waist ribbon is seen in the cold and beautiful woman's lazily sitting posture leaning against the table.

The slim black robe makes the buttocks, which are as plump and round as a full white moon, outline the curves of a jade-like peach, as plump and mature as a mature woman.

Her figure is graceful and smooth, her curves are well-proportioned, her waist is tight, and her demeanor is as cold and elegant as frost, and as pure and clear as snow, yet she still has a hint of the mature, charming aura and allure of a beautiful woman.

However, even though her figure was so voluptuous and charming, the woman in black had a cold and delicate face, her dark hair tied up lightly with a black hairpin, and her frosty dark autumn eyes, all added to her icy and charming charm.

She is indeed a mature and charming beauty, yet she is also as cold and beautiful as ice.

The young man couldn't help but feel a little strange.

This Junior Minister of the Dali Temple...seems to be slightly different from what was expected.

And... for some reason, this Shaoqing seems to look somewhat similar to my aunt.

It's just that the aunt is a fairy with elegant and cold temperament, with a plump and mature figure like honey,

And this Shaoqing is even more cold and beautiful, although his figure is voluptuous and graceful, with a mature and graceful figure.

But those plump, white, soft and fragrant breasts and those plump, soft and fragrant buttocks were slightly more mature than those of the aunt, as if honey would drip out with a slight poke.

She is just a little less gentle and mature than my aunt, and is more noble and cold.

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Chapter 18: Aunt

"Shuang'er, why are you still so lazy in this Shaoqing Palace?"

Su Wanrou was slightly annoyed, and walked lightly forward to the front of the woman in black, bent her legs and sat down to smooth out her loose collar and sleeves.

"Only you can come to this hall without being summoned."

The woman in black let the beautiful woman adjust the collar of her robe, not caring about exposing herself. She casually gathered up her soft black hair that fell to her waist, and pulled out a black hairband from the collar that exposed a bit of her snow-white hair to tie up her long hair.

She gathered her long hair, rubbed her tired brows with her smooth hands, sighed and asked, "Why did you come so late? I have been shut up in the hall these days marking papers day and night."

"Jiangge is a thousand miles away from here."

“You are at the peak of the Void Realm…” The black-clothed woman frowned, then she remembered something and sighed.

"I actually forgot about this matter. You, the dead frost, can't the Qingyou Sword Master do anything about it?"

"Wanqiu used her innate sword energy to suppress me, so there is no need to worry about her life." Su Wanrou chuckled.

"Sister, I don't care about this matter anymore, so there's no need to bother me."

"Compared to the dead frost, I am more concerned about other factors." The woman in black looked at Su Wanrou, who was elegant and cold with fairy charm in front of her, and a strange color flashed across her ink-black and cold sword eyes.

The beautiful woman in the white dress in front of him, who was originally mature and gentle, now had a more mature, charming and fragrant spring charm than before.

That cool and elegant fairy charm now seems like a ripe, beautiful and fragrant peach, with the mature and charming charm of a beautiful woman, and a bit of the mature and seductive spring love of a newlywed wife.

The cool and elegant charm between her gentle and beautiful eyebrows, at this moment, turned into charming sweetness like a spring of honey in spring. Her cool and gentle autumn-water eyes were like a pool of soft honey in spring, and her eyes were full of charm and mature beauty.

The originally plump and graceful mature figure has changed after these twelve years.

But she turned into a mature and charming beautiful mother. Her plump body with sweet breasts and fragrant buttocks was outlined by the slim white silk skirt, showing the mature and plump charm of a beautiful woman.

That gentle and soft white face also has a bit of tender spring love and lazy look, and the gentle spring eyes flow with spring waves, showing the mature charm.

The beautiful woman in white dress in front of me now, compared to before, is less cold, intellectual, elegant and beautiful, and has more mature and gentle young woman style like a ripe and fragrant peach.

It is obvious that this once elegant and cold imperial teacher of the dynasty, the chief of the Dali Temple, has become a wife during his twelve years in Jiange.

"Who could eat you?" the woman in black asked with a frown.

"Ah... this... let's not discuss this for now."

A blush appeared on Su Wanrou's face, and she changed the subject with a wandering look.

This guilty look inevitably made the woman in black, who had been particularly familiar with Su Wanrou since childhood, very suspicious.

She first glanced at the mature, gentle and beautiful fairy woman in front of her, and then looked at the young man in white who was hugging the white fox and looking around curiously under the platform.

The young boy's delicate and tender handsome appearance, the white dragon golden-eyed jade pendant on his waist, and the extremely strong mature feminine scent of a beautiful woman lingering on the boy's body, all made an extremely absurd idea emerge in her mind.

With her many years of experience in solving cases, she immediately figured out the connection and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her.

"This boy is not even twelve years old. If we follow the Dali Temple's decree, you will be sent to prison."

"Hmph." The beautiful woman snorted and tapped her forehead, "Manager Mo Duo, Yun'er is very well behaved."

"I don't want to get involved in this matter, but before that, do you want to consider how to explain it to the Empress?"

"You don't need to worry about this."

"You are competing with the Empress for food, sister."

"Alright, alright, stop messing around." Su Wanrou said softly.

"It's time to talk about business. What's going on with the Jiang family?"

"The Jiang family is plotting a rebellion." The woman in black said lightly, and when she saw Su Wanrou frowning, she continued.

"The Jiang family intends to take over the Yanyun Imperial Guards and control the imperial palace, so as to cooperate with the king of a different surname and overthrow the regime."

"Ridiculous! The Jiang family assisted the empress in suppressing the rebellion. How could they do such a ridiculous and brainless thing?"