Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

At Chenshi the next day, Shen Yian walked out of the martial arts pavilion and stretched out.

[Sword] He has learned how to initially condense a ball of sword-shaped gas in his Dantian under Shen Lingxiu's guidance, but he is still far from condensing the sword of his destiny.

"Your Highness!"

At the side entrance of the palace, Cheng Hai, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes and jumped out of the carriage.

"Well, I've asked you to wait for a long time, Cheng Hai. Go back home."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Back at the palace, Shen Yian asked all the visitors to find a carpenter to make clothes hangers, and then buy a thousand idle books, which could not be repeated.

"Your Highness, are you sure it's a thousand copies?" Mendu carefully confirmed.

"Yes, a thousand copies, and no duplicates. This king will be of great use."

Shen Yian nodded.

"My subordinate understands."

After everyone left the room, Shen Yian carefully took off his robe and folded it. He turned around and sat cross-legged on the bed in his underwear with his eyes slightly closed. The infuriating energy from his whole body gathered in strands towards his Dantian.

The sword-shaped gas gradually became stable and solid amid the traces of true energy.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already afternoon.

Shen Yi'an exhaled a wave of breath. He clearly felt that it was just time for a cup of tea, but several hours had passed outside. No wonder those masters stayed in retreat for half a year, a year or even several years.

After being stunned for a moment, he took out [Wind Flower Splendid] from his sleeve.

With a flick of his wrist, the simple bamboo slips were laid flat on his legs.

Let’s learn briefly first, and when Ye Liyan learns, he will have a chance to give some guidance.

The sky was getting dark, and Shen Yi'an, who had changed into a more fashionable outfit, led Cheng Hai out of the palace in a hurry.

I'm a little busy today. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the Zhenguo Palace. I don't know what Ye Liyan is busy with today.

On the other side, Ye Liyan was looking at the remaining ray of the setting sun, slightly lost in thought.

I'm so busy today. I didn't expect there would be so many things to prepare for the wedding. Your Highness is also busy today, right?

Thinking of the scene of playing the piano and dancing the sword with His Highness yesterday, her pretty face turned red with a silly smile.

"Miss, this is the list of purchased items, please take a look."

Jinxiu stood in the distance for a long time, and then quickly walked over after seeing that her young lady returned to normal.

"Thank you for your hard work, Jinxiu." Ye Liyan took the list and smiled softly.

"It's Jinxiu's honor to be able to share your worries with you!"

North City.

The two of them walked through the crowd one behind the other.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this master and his servants are strolling on the street.

In fact, the aura of Cheng Hai who was following Shen Yi'an was already disordered. If he hadn't used all his strength, he might have lost track of His Highness.

Is there something urgent, Your Highness?

As we walked around, the surrounding houses began to look old and the number of pedestrians became increasingly rare.

"arrive."

Shen Yian looked at the dilapidated temple in front of him and said solemnly.

Cheng Hai looked around, a little confused as to why His Highness would come to such a place.

In front of the gate, three beggars holding wooden sticks were sharing a meat elbow with their mouths full of oil.

"Snapped!"

Shen Yi'an took five steps forward and approached the door. A wooden stick hit him just a finger's distance in front of his toes.

"I'm sorry, you two, this is the territory of the beggar gang. No idlers are allowed to enter." The beggar sitting in the middle said indifferently.

Shen Yian curled his lips and smiled, and he stopped talking nonsense.

"Cheng Hai, leave them alive."

"Bang bang bang!" With three muffled sounds, the three beggars screamed and flew into the courtyard.

Cheng Hai clenched his fists and strode into the ruined temple.

After a moment, the sound of swords and sticks being exchanged came from the courtyard.

Shen Yian instantly moved to Cheng Hai's side, released the strong energy in his palm, and knocked away the elder of the Beggar Clan with one palm.

"Leader Shan, we haven't seen you for a long time." Shen Yian stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, looking at Shan Yue who was lying on his side on the altar table in the room and said calmly.

"Just come here, why are you beating people? Young people are just impetuous, ugh~"

Shan Yue rolled over like a kite and stood upright from the altar table.

"Leader Shan is quite leisurely. People who don't know would think that Leader Shan has joined the Beggar Clan."

"Don't tell me, they all thought I had the qualifications to be a gang leader, so they brought me back."

"I wonder why you came to me so late?" Shan Yue's smile disappeared, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes.

"Buy a book."

"Eh?! Please sit down! Please sit down!"

When Shan Yue heard this, he immediately beamed with joy. As he spoke, he did not forget to throw aside a few annoying Beggar Clan disciples as if they were trash.

He was not a disciple of his Northern Martial Arts League, so he felt sorry for him.

Shen Yian took a breath and asked, "How many collections do you have? I want them all."

The picture that Shen Lingxiu mentioned should be like this, right?

Shen Lingxiu was made happy, and he seemed to be able to use a lot of skills for free.

"Ok?"

Shan Yue was stunned. He naturally knew what this "treasure" was, and asked curiously: "You..."

Forget it, it's better for him to ask less questions when he shouldn't.

Three nameless collections were pushed in front of Shen Yi'an. Shan Yue sat cross-legged and said in a sad tone: "These three collections have been with me for many years. Please cherish them."

"Three hundred taels of silver." Shen Yian quoted.

"How much? Three hundred taels?!"

Shan Yue jumped up in anger.

You were asking for [-] taels before, but now it has been reduced by a hundred times, right?

"No, no!" Shan Yue bent down to pick up the book, but Shen Yian was faster, and the book was already taken away by him with a wave of his hand.

"You motherfucker!"

Shan Yue was shocked and angry.

"Three thousand taels."

Three thousand-tael silver notes were slapped on Shan Yue's angry face.

"make a deal!"

Shan Yue held the banknote on his face and his face changed instantly.

Just accept it when it's good. You'd be a fool not to make money if you have money. He has long been tired of reading these three collections.

These three thousand taels are enough to hire a dozen unscrupulous painters to paint a few more books for him day and night.

After hearing this, Shen Yian took out the three collections and checked them briefly. After confirming that there were no problems, the transaction was completed.

"Hey! Come see me next time you want to buy a book!"

Shan Yue watched the two people leaving and waved happily, then sighed again.

In the courtyard, some Beggar Clan disciples who had not fainted stared at Shan Yue greedily. They had a clear view of the transaction between the three of them.

That's a full three thousand taels of silver!

What kind of bullshit alliance leader can be as powerful as their Beggar Clan?

Shan Yue collected the banknotes, picked up the wooden stick with his toes and dropped it into his hand. He suddenly had a ferocious smile on his face: "I'm not talented, I know a little stick skills, and I just wanted to ask you for advice."

Before Shen Yi'an could get far, they heard screams coming from the ruined temple behind them.

Just two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and by calculation, Ye Fen should be arriving at Tianwu City soon.

The news of the destruction of the Zhao family in Gusu should have reached the ears of Concubine Zhao and the Zhao family, but they were all uncharacteristically quiet, like before the storm.

Shen Jingyu and Shen Tengfeng have been extremely quiet recently. On the other hand, Shen Junyan, who is expanding his territory in Liaodong, has become a hot topic in the streets. Good news comes frequently, and the limelight overshadows their brothers.

In Wu Pavilion.

Shen Lingxiu opened the nameless collection. As he flipped through it, his breathing gradually became heavier and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

"Snapped!"

The collection was slammed shut and thrown aside.

"You brat! I...Is this kind of idle book what I want?!" Shen Lingxiu said with a red face, angry and shy.

Shen Yian looked a little aggrieved: "I thought this was the kind with pictures that Uncle Wu Huang mentioned."

Well, he was wrong.

"Okay, okay, I was vague. I won't allow it next time!" Shen Lingxiu sighed.

When he arrived at the underground palace, Shen Yi'an walked around the arsenal and then came out. There were too many things he wanted to take, so he had to go back and think carefully about what to take.

After Shen Yian left the martial arts pavilion, Shen Lingxiu looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one was around, and then silently and carefully picked up the treasure book from the corner.

"Well! Just think of it as a mental exercise!"