First Summoner

Soon, all the sedan chairs were delivered to Shen Ce's yard.

However, Shen Ce stayed where he was, waiting for all the beauties to wash up. Then, the maids helped them put on slightly revealing clothes. The hem of their skirts had a big slit, which made their beautiful legs faintly visible. The neckline on their chest was also very low, showing their charming curves.

This made many conservative beauties blush and feel even more terrified.

However, among the many beauties, there was one person who stood out from the rest.

That was the young woman ranked 57th. She was not shy or uncomfortable with her outfit, but was calm and composed. She even picked out her dress and hair accessories herself, as if this was her home.

"Does this look good?" No. 57 asked the maid with a smile.

The maid bowed her head when she heard this, "It looks good."

After hearing this, she raised her eyebrows slightly, behaved in a charming manner, and asked again: "Do you think that gentleman will like me?"

"The young lady will surely win the favor of the master." The maid looked at the charming face of 'No. 57', especially her every frown and smile, which made people's hearts flutter.

Upon hearing this, No. 57 picked up her rouge and powder and put on her makeup.

...

Outside the house, an old man came with a few people. After greeting Shen Ce, he said, "Deputy District Master, you have worked hard. Leave the rest to me."

Shen Ce remained calm and nodded slightly.

Immediately, Shen Ce walked away. He did not go to report to District Lord Yu Shou immediately, but returned to his own yard.

He stepped into the yard and immediately locked onto one of the sedan chairs.

He raised his hand slightly.

The guards and maids in the yard all retreated tactfully.

He moved and arrived in front of the sedan. He removed the barrier and reached out to open the curtain. There was still no one in the sedan, but he knew -

She's still there.

"Come out." Shen Ce's eyes deepened and he spoke slowly.

no response.

Shen Ce asked softly: "Are you from the direct lineage of the Tianzhou Dynasty?"

Shen Yan, who was in the supernatural space, narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this.

He asked this, probably because he had guessed his identity.

Is it because she used the Tianzhou Divine Sword?

His last name is also...Shen.

Could it be that he is also a direct descendant of the Tianzhou Dynasty?

Thinking of this, Shen Yan came out of the supernatural space, raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

The moment Shen Yan appeared in front of him, Shen Ce could feel a sudden heat in a certain part of his body, and the look in his eyes as he stared at her deepened.

He did not answer, but asked: "Are you... Princess Shen Ke?"

Shen Yan stared at him indifferently.

The two people's eyes met, and there was a faint confrontation, as if a layer of sparks was stirred up.

Suddenly, Shen Ce leaned over and entered the sedan chair. His tall body brought a strong sense of oppression. In an instant, the sedan chair seemed particularly narrow. The temperature rose slightly, and his eyes were fixed on her.

Shen Yan, however, looked unmoved and just stared at him quietly.

Then, Shen Ce raised his hand and pulled down his collar to one side, revealing one shoulder. On the collarbone, a cinnabar mark like smoke could be seen, bright and dazzling, and particularly dazzling red.

I feel a little desire for some reason.

Shen Yan stared at the cinnabar seal for a few seconds, then raised her eyes to meet his slightly scorching gaze. She didn't understand why he did that, but she vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with the Tianzhou Dynasty.

Is this an identity trait?

But she had no such mark on her.

Shen Ce took in every subtle change in Shen Yan's expression, and a trace of disappointment surged in his heart. Because from her expression, she seemed to be unaware of the meaning of this mark, and might even have forgotten the relevant memory.

Shen Ce's eyebrows were gloomy. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Yan's wrist, and asked in a low and suppressed voice:

"Are you Shen Ke?"

"Have you been reincarnated? Or have you taken over another body and been reborn? Tell me!"

He grabbed it very hard, causing Shen Yan to frown slightly.

Shen Yan looked at him coldly, "So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Do you have to tell me your identity first?"

"I am..." Shen Ce looked a little dazed, his mind recalled the past memories, and his eyes became deeper.

He pursed his lips and spoke word by word.

"I am Shen Ke's husband."

Shen Yan was stunned, a little surprised.

...

at the same time.

In the main hall of the District Lord's Mansion, the man in purple sitting on a high seat had a cold expression, as if he had no leisure time at all, and a terrifying chill emanated from his body.

Everyone in the hall was enveloped in a depressing atmosphere.

I didn't even dare to breathe deeply.

Seeing this, Zai Yushou, the head of District Thirteen, slowly stood up, raised his hand and bowed with a smile on his face, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, it is because I did not make the arrangements properly and made you wait for a long time. How about letting the dancers in the mansion perform a dance for you first?"

The man in purple raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Zai Yushou suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

It was like I couldn't breathe.

Zai Yushou's smile froze and cold sweat broke out on his back. He hurried to the center of the hall, lifted his robe and knelt down.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

He begged earnestly for mercy.

The man in purple had a cold expression on his face, and was obviously in a very bad mood. He slowly turned the jade ring on his thumb.

The atmosphere in the hall became extremely depressing.

The old man in white standing below looked up at his master, but he didn't dare to offend his master, so he didn't speak to help Zai Yushou.

Zai Yushou just knelt there.

Zai Yushou lowered his head with an extremely ugly expression. At the same time, he was panicking. Could it be that His Majesty had discovered the truth of the matter?

Zai Yushou was filled with doubt and uncertainty. He wanted to secretly pass down orders and prepare to fight them to the death.

Just at this moment, the man in purple above finally spoke.

"Get up."

Zai Yushou raised his head suddenly, a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and he replied timidly: "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

About half an hour later.

Finally, the beauties came on stage.

However, they lined up in the hall one by one, with their faces covered by faint veils. Some of the beauties did not dare to raise their heads at all, while some of them bravely glanced at the man in purple sitting above them, and their hearts were immediately moved and beat very fast.

This lord...

It’s so beautiful!

For a moment, many beauties cast flirtatious glances at the man in purple, trying to attract his attention.

The man in purple just glanced at the many beauties in the hall and knew that she was not among them.

He suddenly curled his lips and smiled.

When Zai Yushou saw this, he thought that the arrival of the beauty made the emperor smile, but he did not expect that this was a sign of his anger.

The man in purple stood up suddenly. He was tall and a powerful aura spread out instantly. His handsome and enchanting face suddenly turned cold.

"Zai Yushou, how dare you lie to me?!"