After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Xie Changlin's matter has come to an end, and Xie Qingyun has one less thing to worry about.

Xie Changlin didn't want to break up with her, so the huge breakup fee was naturally gone.

Otherwise, if you still want it, should you think of her as a wishing fountain?

However, it is still possible to secretly support the Divine Sword Sect. Otherwise, in the future, Xie Changgeng will lead the ghost world army to fight back. He will not have the power to protect himself, and it will be her, the ultimate boss, who is too unqualified.

The alliance between them is stronger than the relationship between lovers!

After watching Xie Changlin take the first magic pill, Xie Qingyun left after feeling his steady pulse and steady breathing.

In the main courtyard of Wangyue Pavilion, Shenyin stood on the steps in front of the courtyard, sulking.

Lan Feng could already get out of bed and was slowly sweeping the yard.

"I promised to come back, but it's been two days, and you have clearly forgotten your promise to me! How can this be possible? How can you walk around the world without keeping your word?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lan Feng, who was silent as his health improved, and felt angry again.

"Sweep sweep, can you move more quickly? This palace is doing all your work during this period! Really, why don't you even apologize to me for sleeping in my sister's bed?"

Lan Feng came over with lowered eyes, thin figure and pale face, and whispered:

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, my subordinate overstepped my bounds."

His heart was in a state of confusion. He originally thought that he had been waiting in the ice spring to survive the period of sexual intercourse. Unexpectedly, he was rescued by the little princess and asked His Highness to take care of him.

Then they should all know what happened when he was unconscious, right?

I just hope that the little princess doesn't see her self-indulgence.

As soon as Shenyin saw Lan Feng's sickly face, she remembered the debauched look of him curled up on the quilt with a flushed face, and was so frightened that she backed away.

"You, you, you, stay away from me!"

Lan Feng had just regained consciousness. He didn't know many things that happened in the meantime, and Shenyin had never said a word. Therefore, Lan Feng felt that His Highness's reaction was very strange.

But whether he did it intentionally or not, he committed a serious crime by sleeping on the little princess's bed, and it was natural for His Highness to be angry with him.

"Yes, Your Highness."

After Lan Feng saluted, he continued to sweep the floor with his head lowered. The main courtyard was very large, and he silently left Shenyin's sight.

Seeing that his mind was not weak, the divine sound was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

Scold him, Lan Feng looks like this again.

Don't scold him, he felt uncomfortable.

Again, why can he lie on Ajun's bed? Ajun is clearly his partner!

Shenyin sat on the steps with her chin propped up and closed her eyes at some point.

The cold wind came with the thick fog, and the peach and pear blossoms fell rustlingly. Looking up, the moon had already passed over the treetops.

Lan Feng endured the drunkenness brought by the spiritual energy, gently added a cloak to Shenyin, then held on to the railing and staggered back to his residence.

His body is still a little weak now, and the spiritual energy in the courtyard at night is too strong, and he can't stand it.

Perhaps the little princess gave His Highness something, so His Highness was not affected by the spiritual energy.

After returning to the room and lying down, Lan Feng calculated his hair period and felt that it had gotten a lot longer. Was it seventeen or eighteen days or twenty days?

Is he incapacitated for a month every year?

In the future, how long will it be?

He narrowed his eyes. The moonlight in Wangyue Pavilion was always bright. It reflected on the ground through the flower window, as if covered with a layer of white frost.

Just in the blink of an eye, the bright moonlight turned into a human figure, no, it should be said that the human figure stood in the moonlight.

He opened his mouth and murmured in a daze:

"Little princess?"

The figure moved slowly and came under the moonlight. Qingcheng's appearance gradually became clear in his field of vision. He also saw the soft smile on the corner of her mouth.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, and her hands as moist and transparent as white jade gently touched his forehead. The little princess tilted her head slightly, and her voice was soft and sweet.

"Lan Feng, are you feeling better?"

Xie Qingyun frowned and observed Lan Feng in a daze.

Didn't you say he was fine? Why did he feel like his brain was not working properly?

When she was about to continue asking questions, the man suddenly spoke and looked away.

"Little princess, you shouldn't be here."

Xie Qingyun: I just don’t care about you, and I don’t want to tease you recently.

It's just that his lines were too interesting, so she continued in a deep voice:

"But I'm still here."

Lan Feng turned sideways, with his back to her, and said in a muffled voice, "Little princess, you'd better go. Don't ever enter your subordinates' rooms again, especially at night. It's easy for people to misunderstand you. Your Highness." Neither is good.”

"Then did you misunderstand?"

The drama has been handed to me, and it is really unjustifiable not to go along with the teasing.

After the words fell, the man's back stiffened slightly, he sighed and began to persuade.

"No, not at all. I'm just a servant. Lan Feng only wants to take care of His Highness and the little princess in this life, that's all. Please also ask the little princess not to do anything inappropriate with etiquette again."

"Lan Feng, you are still the first person to reject me three times!"

Xie Qingyun's face instantly darkened, and his sharp gaze seemed to cut the man's back into pieces.

After a long silence, she suddenly joked:

"Lan Feng, do you know what the elixir that Shenyin gave you to suppress the pain of period Q is made of? You've been using it for so many days, don't you notice nothing at all?"

The man's back stiffened again.

Although he spent very little time conscious, he had not forgotten the aura of the little princess that filled his mouth.

not……

No, not possible!

She would never make such a big sacrifice!

It must belong to someone else. He is a descendant of sin slaves and a lowly person whose parents are unknown. Who would care about his life or death?

He sat up and stubbornly deceived himself:

"Is it made by Jingyuan? Thank you, little princess, for your kindness. I will thank the brothel girls who provided the raw materials."

Some window paper cannot be broken, otherwise you will never be able to return to the past.

"A brothel girl?"

Xie Qingyun smiled very coldly and became really angry for the first time.

"Okay, then I will throw you in directly next time to prevent the dirty demon blood from self-mutilation from harming the spiritual plants in Yuezhao Mountain!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the spot dispersed into moonlight.

Lan Feng sat on the bed in a daze, staring at the spot where the girl had stood and breathing heavily.

He pressed his hand against his throbbing heart, his eyes filled with moisture, and his lips moved and he said silently:

"Little princess, I'm sorry..."

Xie Qingyun was angry but far from furious. "The Art of Forgetting Love" can fade people's emotions, but she didn't want to do that.

Appropriate mood swings will make her live a more real life, rather than a conscientious task worker who is incompatible with the world.

She went to the bedroom and called out Shenyin who had just been brought in. It was either to express her anger or to ask him to go out for a walk.

"Xiao Yu'er, I'll take you out for a walk, do you want to go?"

Shenyin rubbed her eyes. Before she woke up from the joy of lying on Ajun's bed, she heard her unprecedented proposal and responded repeatedly:

"I want it!"

He jumped off the bed, took her hand and put it on his waist, then hugged her.

"Are we flying?"

As if in response to his question, the scenery in front of him changed rapidly, with the familiar Wangyue Pavilion getting farther and farther behind.