Recalling what he had experienced, Chou'er's expression was painful, causing the man's heart to ache. He hugged Chou'er tightly in his arms, "Xin'er, forget the past! I will be good to you! I will protect you and will not let you suffer any grievances! "
"Zhao Lang —" The affection in his words made Chou'er's eyes redden. "Why are you so good to me? Everyone has abandoned me. Why are you doing this to me? "
"Because I like you!" Zhao Lang wiped Chou'er's tears. "Your past makes my heart ache! Xin 'er, forget about Longze Jingtian and those unhappy things. I will give you a happy future! "
With Zhao Lang's promise, Chou 'er was in a much better mood. She told Zhao Lang in detail how she had approached Wanyan Baozhu according to the plan, how she had attracted her attention, and what had happened during the day through Wanyan Baozhu.
"Yes! My men will also sneak into the Four Nation Youth Competition. At that time, they will help you! Don't you hate Murong Qiqi? Why don't we target her first? I heard that she's a woman that the Southern Lin Monarch cares about. Let's start with her and let the Southern Lin Monarch feel heartache for a while! "
"Murong Qiqi is full of tricks. We have to plan this carefully. Moreover, the two maidservants by her side are both experts. If we really want to deal with Murong Qiqi, we have to lure them away."
Every time she mentioned 'Murong Qiqi', Chou'er's voice would turn colder. Seeing the hatred in her eyes, Zhao Lang patted Chou'er lightly, "It's all in the past! Just watch, watch me avenge you! "
Zhao Lang whispered a few words into Chou'er's ear, and Chou'er's face immediately brightened up. "This is a good idea! Hmph! Murong Qiqi, I'll make sure you live a life worse than death! "
Feeling Zhao Lang's kindness towards her once again, Chou'er moved her body closer to him. Her hands roamed around Zhao Lang's body, and the way she looked at him became more charming. Unexpectedly, just as she was about to touch little Zhao Lang, her hand was grabbed by Zhao Lang.
"What's wrong? You don't want it? "Chou 'er's fair shoulders were exposed in front of Zhao Lang, and her expression became increasingly pitiful.
"Not today! I'm going back! Now that you've entered the palace, you're different from before. Though this place is secluded and unfrequented, we must proceed with caution. If there's trouble, I have martial arts and you can't escape, I can't bring you trouble! "
Zhao Lang kissed Qiu Er's forehead, stood up, put on his clothes, and covered Qiu Er with a blanket. "Xin Er, take care of yourself! Once we finish the task that the Crown Prince gave us, we can be together openly. I will definitely put on a wedding dress and let you have a grand wedding! "
Even after Zhao Lang had left for a long time, Chou'er was still reminiscing about her time with Zhao Lang. Although Zhao Lang's looks and family background couldn't compare to Ryuze Jingtian's, he treated her well in every possible way. He was so considerate and considerate towards her …
Women would always grow up after experiencing things. For example, Chou'er now understood that Longze Jingtian was just a dream that she had pursued when she was young. And when she woke up from that dream, it was also the most miserable and sorrowful. Therefore, her thoughts were more practical now. Why not find a man who treated her well for the rest of her life? Since Zhao Lang was willing to give her so much, she was willing to give it a try.
After leaving the Imperial Palace, Zhao Lang didn't go anywhere else. Instead, he went to the East Palace.
"How did it go?" Wanyan Hong hadn't slept yet. His black hair was loose, and he was only wearing a thin shirt. "Did she sneak in?"
"Yes!" After Zhao Lang explained the situation in detail, Wanyan Hong revealed a strange smile. "This time, Feng Cang is bringing people over. This consort has already said that I'm sick and won't be going. This is to prevent Imperial Father from blaming this consort if something happens."
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise!" Zhao Lang lowered his head, extremely respectful towards the person in front of him.
"Ha, stop flattering me! This consort will definitely do what I promised you. You also have to do what you promised me. But, is that woman reliable? After all, she's someone from Xiqi. This consort is a little worried. "
"Please rest assured, Your Highness. She's already dead set on me. Princess gave her a Heart Returning Pill. When I send her the antidote, I'll put another poison in it and she'll be completely under my control. "
"Not bad! Not bad! "Wanyan Hong clapped his hands and stood up. He walked in front of Zhao Lang and pinched his chin.
"This consort thought that you've been bewitched by this woman. I was worried that you'd be led by the nose by her. I was afraid that you wouldn't be willing to be ruthless towards her! Looks like this consort was wrong. Dao Lang is Dao Lang after all. He won't make a mistake for a woman! This consort didn't waste my effort to help you take over Limitless Palace — — "
Because Zhao Lang was fast and ruthless, he was given the nickname of Dao Lang by the people of Jianghu.
Ever since Limitless Palace's Mei Sha and Jue Sha died in the hands of Poison Immortal, Limitless Palace was like a group of dragons without a leader. At this time, Dao Lang met Wanyan Hong and was promoted to the position of Limitless Palace's leader. Furthermore, he used bloody methods to kill a group of people. Now, the entire Limitless Palace was filled with his people. A large portion of this was thanks to Wanyan Hong's help.
"Many thanks for your highness' praise! Your Highness' kindness, Zhao Lang will never forget. Zhao Lang will only be loyal to Your Highness! "
"Really?" Wanyan Hong sniffed Zhao Lang's collar and revealed a disgusted expression. "There's the smell of a woman. Is it Murong Xinlian's?"
"Your highness, this is a necessary sacrifice — —" Zhao Lang explained awkwardly. Wanyan Hong also agreed with this explanation. "Alright, go and wash up before coming back. This consort wants to discuss the Four Nation Youth Competition with you. At the same time, massage this consort's back … …"
"Yes!" Zhao Lang smiled naughtily and retreated. When he reappeared, he was already clean and his body emitted a refreshing smell.
"Come here!" Wanyan Hong stared at Zhao Lang's firm abdominal muscles. "Don't make this consort say it again. Come — — Come — —"
The date of the Four Nation Youth Competition was getting closer and closer. Every time the Four Nation Youth Competition was held at the end of the year. When it ended, it would coincide with the New Year. This time, North Zhou was led by Feng Cang. Not long after they returned to Yanjing, Feng Cang set off again.
"Are you cold?" In the carriage, Feng Cang held Murong Qiqi's hand in his embrace.
It had already been five days since they left Yanjing. Knowing that Murong Qiqi did not like the jolting of the carriage, Feng Cang got someone to add a thick cushion to the carriage. Whether it was sitting or lying down, it would be much more comfortable.
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