villain mentor

Chapter 130 Nine Serenities
Nan Ke got into the bed.

What the hell is she doing? She actually kissed Qi Xiuyuan just now.

"Why should I kiss him?"

Could it be that in these years, I have been abstinent for too long, and I have a problem with my spirit?
Unexpectedly, he couldn't help kissing Qi Xiuyuan.

He lifted the quilt to his face, blocking his blushing cheeks.

Early in the morning.

Nan Ke was awakened by the smell of the food, and got out of the bed.

Push open the door.

Various snacks are placed on the dining table in the pavilion courtyard.

With her hands behind her back, Qionghua inspected the snacks like a prosecutor.

"Qinghua, it's all over the mountain, what kind of princess are you acting like, the three of us, how can we eat so many sweethearts?"

"I don't like eating these sweet and greasy things. I didn't make them. Qi Xiuyuan made them last night."

"Qi Xiuyuan!"

Nan Ke looked towards the kitchen in horror, Qi Xiuyuan was still busy inside.

The air from the steamer went straight up into the sky.

"What are you doing."

He rushed into the kitchen and grabbed Qi Xiuyuan who was about to make omelets.

"I usually make breakfast, and I found that you eat a lot of each kind. I don't know what you like to eat, so I want to make more and see which one you will choose to eat."

"Breakfast is enough, why waste all this effort, the most important thing is to practice spiritual methods well."

"I have listened to your words. Last night I practiced spiritual power until very late, and it was almost dawn. I thought you should get up and have breakfast, so I came over to make breakfast."

As he spoke, his cheeks turned red.

"I haven't slept at all, no wonder my face is so hot, go to bed quickly, do you know?"

He reached out and stroked Qi Xiuyuan's cheek.

Feel the temperature on his cheek.

Qi Xiuyuan's face turned even redder, like a freshly cooked lobster.

The whole body seemed to have been struck by a burst of electricity.

"Why is it so red all of a sudden?"

Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help raising his hand, wanting to hold Nan Ke's hand.

But at this time Nan Ke withdrew his hand.

"I told you not to stay up late. People who stay up late cause hair loss. You stay up late because you have a fever. I didn't expect that staying up late will happen to different people in different ways."

Biting his finger, he turned and walked towards the dining table.

"I don't have a fever."

"You're so hot, and you said you don't have a fever, go back and have a good sleep."

Nan Ke turned his head and glared at Qi Xiuyuan viciously.

Qi Xiuyuan looked aggrieved.

She really doesn't have a fever.

Daoshan was calm and peaceful, but the peaceful Jiuyou Temple caused waves.

On the icy high platform, there is a platform made of ice and fire, and that platform belongs to the future heir of the Jiuyou Temple and is also the current helm-Lezheng Lingjun.

The shivering girl knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face involuntarily.

Lezheng Lingjun, who watched the girl's movements through the mysterious mirror, had a deep sense of loss in his eyes.

"Tianyuan Nanke has no tears."

"We will train her to be what you want." The subordinate in black robe replied humbly.

Le Zhengling tilted his head slightly.

"I want to make her into Tianyuan Nanke."

The black-robed subordinate was obviously startled slightly, but the shock in his eyes soon disappeared.

She has lived for so many years, she has heard the story of Le Zheng Lingjun and Tianyuan Nanke.

Back then, he had heard about Le Zhengling Jun and Tianyuan Nanke.

If Tianyuan Nanke had one tenth of her elder sister's obedience, she would be considered the quasi-hostess of the Nine Nether Temple now.

It's a pity that Tianyuan Nanke's temperament is stronger and more independent than Lezheng Lingjun's.

She dared to eliminate her divine bones, completely draw a line with the Jiuyou Temple, and set off a turbulent century-old war as a woman.

Such a woman cannot be forgotten at all.

It has to be said that if Tianyuan Nanke really had one-tenth of her sister's obedience, Lezheng Lingjun might not be so obsessed with her, so much so that for so many years, he didn't even touch his married wife.

Think of this.

There was a burst of orchid fragrance not far away.

This fragrance is Lezheng Lingjun's favorite scent of flowers. In order to please Lezheng Lingjun, Meng Nanxiao painstakingly developed this balm for 18 years, and wiped it every day, hoping to get a little bit of Lezheng Lingjun. focus on.

The black robe lowered its head.

A princess who has been subjugated, a wife who is not loved by her husband, and an embarrassing identity that is not justified.

All three identities converged on this poor woman.

"Shaodian, I boiled your favorite pear water soup. This soup is the most heat-clearing and detoxifying."

Le Zhengling didn't even lift his eyes.

"Give it to my father."

This statement came out.

Meng Nanxiao's face turned red instantly, full of embarrassment.

The black robe lowered his head, not daring to look up.

Le Zhengling has been married for a hundred years, but has never touched her.

There are also some doorways here.

Rumor has it that shortly after Meng Nanxiao married Le Zheng Lingjun, she couldn't bear the loneliness, so she got together with the Palace Master.

The Hall Master is the complete opposite of the Kyushu Young Hall known for its abstinence. Even with such a powerful Hall Master wife, he still has 28 respected husbands, and there are not a few of them who have no official status.

"Your Highness, you had many misunderstandings about the past. If you really have doubts about this, I will tell you slowly."

Meng Nanxiao raised her head, just about to say something, but her eyes were attracted by the girl in the mysterious mirror.

"Nanke!"

The tray in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The crystal clear pear soup was scattered all over the floor.

"Ma'am, this is not your younger sister, this is Her Royal Highness Princess Xuan, but she is also related to you by blood."

Meng Nanxiao walked slowly towards the mysterious mirror as if in a daze.

His feet stepped directly on the broken bowls and chopsticks.

"It's not Nan Ke, it's fine if it's not."

Read these words silently.

"As a big sister, I'm actually afraid of my own little sister."

Le Zheng Lingjun finally said the longest sentence to Meng Nanxiao in so many years.

"Your Highness is not afraid."

Meng Nanxiao evoked a smile, which was more suitable for a sad smile.

"That's the person who once defeated you, that's the person who almost overturned the Nine Nether Temple."

Heipao immediately stepped forward to make Meng Nanxiao shut up.

Meng Nanxiao waved his hand.

"She wants to take my life with all her heart, and I hope with all my heart that she can come back. As long as she can come back, I am willing to pay any price for it."

"Your Highness!"

These words deeply stimulated Meng Nanxiao.

"Why, I'm not good enough. When I was a princess, I was more like a qualified princess than her. As a wife, I don't know how much better I am than her. What's wrong with me, you tell me."

Meng Nanxiao rushed forward, trying to catch Le Zheng Lingjun, but Le Zheng Lingjun took a step back.

Turn around and walk away.

Only Meng Nanxiao was left lying on the cold hall.

(End of this chapter)