Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 226 Self-Cultivation of Love Tribulation (31)

Out of all the people in the room, only three of them were sitting still.

Lingchan, Fuyaoguang, Bai Ruisong.

Bai Ruisong murmured, he bent his fingers, tapped on several cases, and said slowly: "How do you know that I don't have a letter of appointment from the imperial court?"

The finger bones hit the table, and the sound was clear, steady, and loud.

The old man in the head broke out in a cold sweat. He swallowed and said calmly, "If you have one, take it out!"

Bai Ruisong got up.

He turned around, bowed his hands to Ling Chan, and raised his voice: "Please declare the imperial concubine's decree!"

Empress?

The emperor of this dynasty has only one daughter!He was sent to practice under the sect of a fairy!How come here?

The old man laughed instead, and said contemptuously: "Sure enough, it's full of lies. It's not enough to make up a city lord, but we have to make up an emperor concubine? Ridiculous!"

"I am the emperor of Yan Kingdom, elegant and quiet, beautiful and heavenly, with a peerless appearance... This little girl beside you is plain-looking and has no manners. How dare she pretend to be a princess?"

He looked contemptuous.

And Ling Chan smiled slightly, the expression on her face suddenly changed, elegant, dignified, with an unattainable aura of nobility.

The old man snorted coldly: "Are you pretending again? When His Majesty knows the news, you three liars will be severely punished!"

Ling Chan undid the spell on her face.

With fine lips and straight nose, and sparkling eyes, it is just a beautiful face with a sky-high color.

The beauty is gentle and subtle, and the beauty is aggressive, shocking everyone's eyes.

The old man dropped the bowl in his hand.

He looked at Ling Chan carefully, and found that she was wearing a soft smoky dress, a string of wreaths around her neck, a jade hairpin on her head, and her hair was partly pulled up.

Other than that, there are no accessories.

So pure, she must not be a princess!
He wanted to refute, wanted to reprimand, but in front of Ling Chan, all his complaints turned into a dry sentence, "Girls respect themselves."

Ling Chan put one hand on the table and leaned back, looking extremely coquettish and inconspicuous.

She casually threw a piece of jade pendant, which happened to hit the old man's toe.

The old man lowered his head, and saw the lifelike black bird on the jade pendant, this totem of the Yan Kingdom, only the royal family can wear it.

"..."

On a summer night in June, he broke out in a cold sweat and felt chilly all over his body.

Ling Chan smiled and said softly: "People under the hall, why don't you present my jade pendant?"

Can't admit it!
He gritted his teeth and was about to resist, but someone rushed up from behind him, held the jade pendant in his palm, and said respectfully: "Welcome Your Highness! The villain has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, if you offend, I hope Princess Haihan!" "

It was the first dude who couldn't bear to jump out to provoke Ling Chan, but was sent to the banquet.

Ling Chan smiled.

She put away the jade pendant, gave out a scroll, and said softly, "You read it."

Bright yellow silk, topaz as the axis, this is the imperial decree!

After Ling Chan learned about Huachun's situation, she wrote home and begged her father to complete the procedures for the city lord.

The dandy smiled, raised his eyebrows, and said: "This is the sacred decree, why don't you kneel!"

Sinners who used to be like everyone else have turned into angels who read out the imperial decree...

Sitting in the upper seat, Ling Chan saw the eyes of the straight people standing in the hall flying wildly, and then knelt down as if in a competition.

There were also those who did not want to kneel, and were held down by the guards to kneel down.

Dandy, please cough, and read out the imperial decree: "Hu Zhengchang, the original city lord of Huachun, is morally corrupt and unworthy of being a local governor... Bai Ruisong is now appointed as the city lord to take charge of the city..."

City Lord, Bai Ruisong?

Bai Ruisong tightened his jaw.

He sat upright on the mat with his shoulders flat and his back straight, his eyes darkened, and no one could see the astonishment in his heart.

This group of guests was at their wit's end, Bai Ruisong threw them all into the big prison with a few words, and they will be tried in detail in the future.

Please leave everyone, Bai Ruisong frowned and asked, "Why am I the city lord?"

"Of course it's you." Ling Chan said, "Fu Yaoguang and I have no knowledge of internal affairs, and you have always been the one to take care of everything in the city. If you don't become the city lord, who will do it?"

She looked sideways at Fu Yaoguang, and said with a smile, "Do you want to be the lord of this city?"

Fu Yaoguang shook his head.

His eyes are as clear as floating clouds and broken snow, untainted by mortal dust, "I have no intention of paying attention to these vulgar things."

Bai Ruisong was dumbfounded.

half rate.

He stood up, stretched out his sleeves, and said in a deep voice, "I will live up to my trust!"

The young literati, with an elegant aura, even bowed down with a certain aura, not majestic, but like the surface of a calm sea, with dark currents hidden deep underneath.

The bright lights are shining, not as bright as the stars in his eyes.

Ling Chan helped him up and said with a smile, "I believe you will be a good city lord!"

Of course she would not let Fu Yaoguang be the lord of the city, nor would Bai Ruisong continue to be Fu Yaoguang's loyal dog.

Although she is only the love tribulation of the gods, how can she only pass the love test?
Ling Chan felt that Fu Yaoguang, a god, needed a lot of experience, so she would trouble him and help him more.

Tool people, try your best to use your light and heat!
Loyal subordinate?bring it you!
……

Ling Chan wants to go back to her room, and Bai Ruisong sees her off all the way.

The night was cool, Bai Ruisong asked in a low voice, "Is the princess cold?"

"Chan is called."

"Miss A-chan, is it cold?" Bai Ruisong still added the honorific address, as if this would relieve the shame in his heart.

Ling Chan reluctantly let him pass, and answered his question with a smile: "I am not cold, I am a practitioner, and I have spiritual power to warm my body."

Bai Ruisong blushed slightly.

He held a lamp for Ling Chan and sent her back to the room.

Ling Chan waved goodbye to him, and when she turned around, her hair fluttered briskly across the back of Bai Ruisong's hand.

The door of the girl's room was closed, Bai Ruisong stood there for a while, then turned around and went back to the main courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

A place where the flying light rests.

After knocking on the door, Fu Yaoguang was still awake.

"My lord," Bai Ruisong took a long breath and asked, "The first time I saw Her Royal Highness, my lord once said that there was something wrong with my body. I wonder if it's all right now?"

Hearing this, Fu Yao's eyes dimmed.

"No, but I've found out why."

what is the reason?
Bai Ruisong endured the urgency, waiting for Fu Yaoguang to explain.

Fu Yaoguang didn't want to say more, he just said: "I have found a solution."

Bai Ruisong refused to give up, he said: "I am willing to relieve my Lord's worries."

Fu Yaoguang pondered for a while, and said: "You should know that there are many disasters on the road of cultivation... This is the disaster on my road of cultivation, and it has nothing to do with her in essence."

Seeing Bai Ruisong's expression, Fu Yaoguang rarely added a word, "Miss Wen is a good person, I will not hurt her."

Bai Ruisong's face immediately turned red.

The counselor, who was always eloquent, stumbled when he spoke, "I... thank you, my lord."

"I admire the princess very much, I love it very much." Bai Ruisong said, pursing his lips and smiling.

He always has a smile on his face, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, but this smile is different. These joys seem to come from the bottom of his heart, making him lively and gentle.

Even Fu Yaoguang, who is so indifferent and indifferent to all people, can see that he is special to Ling Chan.

Facing the smiling faces of his subordinates, Fu Yaoguang couldn't tell where the vague depression in his heart came from.

　This chapter was written from eight o'clock to the present... I am really speechless, how can this handcuff be so slow!Even if the code word is slow, the rhythm is slow!

　　
　
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