Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

When Qiu Ran retreated, Jingtu opened his eyes, stood up, took the showerhead on the table to water a pot of flowers, and said in a light voice:

"No matter how long you keep this flower, it will still be a delicate flower."

I don’t know who I said this to, or maybe it was just a reflection of watering the flowers.

Who knows?

Only General Jing Dujing, who is the most powerful person in our Dream City, knows.

Seven days later, Jingtu leaned back lazily on his chair, looking at the withered flower in the pot not far away with the corner of his lips slightly raised.

"A delicate flower is a delicate flower after all, but your Majesty... haha."

He got up and washed his hands, burned incense, bathed and changed clothes before heading to the city lord's palace.

At this time, there was no abnormality in the city lord's palace.

But outside the main courtyard, the middle-aged man who was called the butler was pacing back and forth around the front door of the main courtyard.

The maid Yun Sang'er who was cleaning at the side looked at the housekeeper like this and shook her head slightly:

"I told Butler Yun not to leave. Your Majesty will come back."

The middle-aged man, Butler Yun of the City Lord's Mansion, stopped and glared at the little girl in front of him angrily:

"Aren't I worried?"

Yun Sang'er: "Dad, please relax. Let's not talk about the City of Dreams, who in the world of humans and monsters would dare to bully you?"

Butler Yun looked at his daughter who was full of admiration for his lord and shook his head helplessly, and said sincerely:

"I said, good daughter, we must always remember our duties. Don't imagine that there is something that is not there..."

Yun Sang'er saw that her father suddenly became blabbering. She didn't react at first, but after taking a closer look, she rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"Dad, you have so little confidence in your daughter?"

Butler Yun, who was about to give another warning, was embarrassed when he heard Yun Sang'er's words and left the three rooms and one living room with his toes.

"Is your daughter such an idiot? That is your Majesty. She is powerful and handsome. She is as gentle as the bright moon as the gentle breeze. She is as humble as a gentleman. She is as gentle as jade. She is far away from the world of mortals. How dare you think of your daughter?

People like Junshang deserve better. As for me, I am now conscientiously completing the work assigned by your Majesty and doing my job well. Maybe I can hug my future wife’s lap in the future. "

Butler Yun smiled, feeling ashamed of his previous thoughts:

"Good girl, my father blamed you wrongly."

Yun Sang'er: "So it's useless for Butler Yun to be anxious. We have to trust your Majesty and think about the City of Fantasy..."

Butler Yun gradually calmed down and remembered that he had built this dream city bit by bit following Jun Shang.

Moreover, Junshang is not afraid at all even if he faces the Alliance of Ten Thousand Saints and the Heavenly Demon Society. He has witnessed Junshang's strength.

Although these few days are the king's century-long recovery period and his strength has been reduced, he will definitely be able to spend it smoothly.

That is your Majesty, the only lord of the City of Dreams...

Just as Butler Yun was sighing, a boy ran out from the front yard.

"Steward Yun, Sister Sang'er, General Jing, please see me."

Hearing this, Butler Yun frowned slightly, but he recovered quickly after only a moment. He put his hands behind his back:

"Oh, I see."

The boy nodded and respectfully trailed half a step behind Butler Yun.

He didn't dare to offend Butler Yun, not to mention that Butler Yun could be regarded as the second-in-command of the City Lord's Mansion, responsible for all matters in the City Lord's Mansion.

Besides, the city lord also has some respect for Butler Yun.

These young servants and maids are not blind.

Butler Yun walked a few steps and stopped. The boy also stopped and moved to the side.

Butler Yun turned to look at Yun Sang'er:

"You stay here and stay safe."

Yun Sang'er: "Yes, Butler Yun."

Butler Yun:......

Butler Yun knew that Yun Sang'er was sensible, so after explaining this, he calmly hurried to the front yard.

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forecourt.

Jingtu was dressed in black clothes, drinking tea lazily and looking at the surrounding environment calmly.

As if he sensed something, Jingtu curled his lips and smiled, and the hand holding the tea cup paused slightly.

Long eyelashes covered his eyes, and a hint of joy flashed in Jingtu's eyes.

Sure enough...is that so?

Suddenly a familiar voice broke his thoughts:

"General Jing came to visit, and Yun Ji was far away to welcome him."

"Butler Yun, there is no need to be polite. I just stopped by to see the Lord of the City. The Lord of the City has not shown up for seven days. As a member of the City of Dreams, General Mo is very worried."

Yun Ji wore a smiling mask and replied with ease:

"General, you know that our city lord has always been mysterious and his whereabouts are erratic. It is normal not to see him for seven days."

This old fox, how could he not know?

Some people will have some thoughts that they shouldn't have after a long time... Oh, but they are just thoughts.

Yun Ji has great trust in the Lord, although he has not yet reached the level of unconditional trust that his daughter Yun Sang'er has.

Jingtu: "Isn't it true that the City Lord has been staying in the City of Dreams this month? And he didn't feel that the City Lord had left..."

The smile on Yun Ji's face suddenly disappeared: "General, do you know that a moth flies into a flame?"

Jingtu's expression changed slightly.

This old guy, as expected, something happened to King Xiaoyao... There is a big problem in the City Lord's Mansion.

Oh, after planning for so long, I finally found an opening.

Jing Tu had a lot of thoughts in his mind, he smiled and continued: "Does Butler Yun know that everything depends on human effort, and planning can defeat God?"

Yun Ji restored his usual kind smile:

"General Jing's insight is indeed unique. Yun Ji has benefited a lot from it."

Just like before half a cup of tea, Yunji was still a little anxious and angry. Now, although he is a little angry, he is not anxious anymore.

Because the core figure of the entire City Lord's Mansion is also the soul figure of the City of Fantasy City. Their King Xiaoyao, the Lord of the City of Fantasy City, is back.

So Yunji didn't panic.

Jing Tu looked at Yun Ji with some suspicion.

But after looking at it for a moment, he immediately restrained himself, and a humble smile soon appeared on his face:

"Butler Yun is joking. I just came to see the Lord of the City. Since the Lord of the City is not here, forget it."

Butler Yun said goodbye to Jingtu with some regret.

After seeing him off, Butler Yun turned around, the smile on his face instantly faded, and he quickly walked into the main courtyard.

He bowed his head respectfully and said with joy in his voice:

"Your Majesty, you are finally back!"

"Ah."

Only a cold voice was heard from the main seat.

"Your Majesty, what should we do with General Jing...?"

When Yun Ji said this, he was slightly lifted up by a force, stood upright, and glanced gently at the man in snow clothes on the main seat, with gratitude and joy in his eyes.

As usual, Yun Ji sat in the seat next to him.

He looked across and saw that there were Yan Qiu, the commander of the Yunzhong Guard Corps, and Zhong Liwei, the commander of Prince Xiaoyao's regiment, who were the emperor's confidants. The one he was leading was his good daughter, Yun Sang'er, the poison doctor of the City of Fantasy City.

It seems that your Majesty takes this matter very seriously.

"Doctor Poison."