After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

Two days later, envoys from various countries arrived in Tianhuan City one after another.

In addition to Chi You, Yu, Suzaku, Qingqiu and many small countries, the Donghai people who have been reclusive have also shown their faces.

Chang Ling sat in the gazebo, with his feet dipped in the water, and the lock ring on his right ankle swayed slightly with his movements.After returning to the palace, although Zhao Yan no longer locked him in the palace, he thought of a more tricky method, that is to lock the other lock ring on his own feet, and use magic to hide the middle chain.This is tantamount to locking the two of them together in a disguised form, so that Zhao Yan can detect any movement here.

Chang Ling dared to be angry and dare not speak out, and sometimes he was really angry, so he deliberately shook the chain frequently, interfering with his serious business, trying to make the other party retreat.Although until now, Zhaoyan has no intention of backing down.

"Aquarium?"

Chang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes lightly covered his black eyes, and asked, "Who did they send over?"

Shi Shi had returned to the palace safely with Zhang Yuanqiao and others, upon hearing the words, he replied: "Clan leader Yuan Chao's younger brother, Prime Minister Yuan Qi."

The long spirit paused slightly, and the shadow under the eyelashes became thicker.

Shi Shi put the cloak on the young master from behind, and continued: "I heard that this person has reached the eighth level of cultivation, and he is only one level behind the king, very powerful. He doesn't show up much on weekdays. He was sent here after he was cleared of suspicion.”

The sun was just right, and the lake was warm and comfortable.

Chang Ling sat comfortably for a while, when the two servants of the wolf palace respectfully stepped forward with towels in their hands, and coaxed in a low voice, "Young master, it's time to return to the palace."

Chang Ling said: "I haven't soaked enough yet."

The two looked at each other, with embarrassment on their faces: "But your majesty has ordered that the lake will be cold after noon, and the young master is still sick, so it is not suitable to soak for a long time, otherwise only the servants will ask."

Chang Ling knew that they were ordered by Zhaoyan to be on errands, and he didn't intend to make too much trouble. After squinting his eyes lazily for a while, Shi Shi waited for him to dry his feet, put on new socks and soft boots, and went back to the Temple of Dawn.

Dawn Palace is Zhaoyan's bedroom.

Since returning to the palace, Zhaoyan ordered Chang Ling to move into the Chenxi Palace to live with him on the grounds that the Huifeng Palace had been in disrepair for a long time and needed to be rebuilt.Chang Ling resisted to no avail, so he had to move in.

Compared with Huifeng Hall, which is gloomy all day long, Chenxi Hall is surprisingly spacious and comfortable. The bedding is as soft as clouds, and the bed is big enough to sleep four people. Some, what satisfies Chang Ling most is that there are always endless snacks and spiritual fruits on the food table, and there is a lake of sparkling water in the back of the hall, which can be used for washing feet.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is someone.

Chang Ling didn't enter the main hall immediately, but advanced into the side hall.Because the side hall is a temporary place for the courtiers to wait for the new king to summon, there are always a lot of delicious snacks.

The servants knew the little fox's habits, and had replaced all the dim sum with freshly baked ones in advance.

Chang Ling had a full meal to his heart's content, and drank two more cups of honey water. He was about to lie down on the soft couch and take a nap, when the chain on his right foot shook suddenly. When he looked up, he saw Zhao Yan walking in.

The servants saluted and retreated consciously.

Chang Ling asked, "Why are you back?"

Zhao Yan walked over and hugged him on his lap, and said with a smile: "Just now when I was discussing matters, the chains on my feet kept shaking, presumably someone thought about me so much, so I used this method to summon me. Jun."

Chang Ling's eyes widened suddenly: "How can I, I am clearly..."

"It's obvious that you miss me, don't you?"

Zhaoyan laughed softly, clasped Chang Ling's hands together, frowned and said, "Why is it still so cold? Have you eaten the medicinal food?"

Ever since he came back from the army, the little thing has suffered from a strange disease of catching cold, and he also broke out in cold sweats at night. Zhang Yuanqiao and the medical officers of the Imperial Hospital took turns to diagnose for a long time, but no specific problem was diagnosed. In the end, it could only be attributed to Weak constitution and insufficient blood.

Zhaoyan ordered Zhang Yuanqiao to prescribe more than a dozen different medicinal diet prescriptions, so that the dining room could change its patterns every day to nourish the blood and Qi of Changling.Chang Ling found it unpalatable and refused to eat it. In order to cure Xiaoxiong's mouth, Zhao Yan ordered the officials in the hall that if Chang Ling didn't take the medicinal food on time, all the cakes and snacks in the hall would be put away.

Chang Ling immediately nodded obediently: "I ate it, I really ate it. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yin Zhu."

"I will naturally ask."

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, took out the handkerchief, patiently wiped off the cold sweat on the palm of the little thing, and said quietly: "I just have some doubts about the medicinal properties of this medicine."

Chang Ling was afraid that he would toss the Tai Hospital to study some novel prescription to harm himself, so he hurriedly said: "It is impossible to replenish blood and nourish qi overnight, and it is normal for the medicine to take a slower effect."

Just as he was talking, Yin Zhu walked in with a bow.

Zhao Yan asked: "What's the matter?"

Yin Zhu glanced at Chang Ling first, and said respectfully: "Mr. Bohui of Qingqiu took the Queen of Fox Qiong Luo and Young Master Zhu Meng to go to Tianhuan to congratulate you on putting down the rebellion. Only then did the post envoy pass the post in. , Said, said that he wanted to pay a visit to the young master."

The relationship between the two clans is already delicate, although Qingqiu offered Tu Shan Boyan's blood to marry in Tianhuan City, but the old master's enmity is a bloody beam that cannot be overcome.

Besides, foxes are cunning, and the little fox is alone and helpless in the wolf palace, so naturally he can't make waves. Once the little fox has a chance to hook up with the mother clan or secretly communicate with each other, there may be hidden dangers.

Yin Zhu had to prudently ask Zhaoyan for advice.

Zhao Yan casually asked Chang Ling: "Do you want to see?"

Yin Zhu was secretly anxious, how could the Lord ask the little fox's opinion on such an important matter!The little fox is afraid that he would like to meet his mother clan immediately.

Chang Ling raised his head, and replied obediently: "After all, Qingqiu and Sirius have a feud. If I meet them, it will inevitably attract people's suspicion, and it will not be good for your reputation. Gone."

Zhao Yan said: "I am asking you if you want to see me, not whether you should see me or not."

Chang Ling still shook his head.

Yin Zhu let out a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yan glanced at him, and ordered lightly: "You go to the post house yourself, and take them into the palace to meet this little thing."

Black candle:! !

Zhaoyan lowered his eyes, looked at the seemingly dazed Chang Ling, and twitched the corner of his mouth, saying: "This gentleman is not bad for this reputation, you should talk to them well, and I will come back later."

Chang Ling silently hugged his waist.

After a long time, he said, "Thank you."

**

Zhu Meng's injuries are already recovering. Although his tail was broken and his cultivation was lost, he was blessed by misfortune. He took control of the military and was able to show off his power to the outside world, and to fight against his elder brother Zhu Long internally.

To sum it up in four words: proud of the spring breeze.

This time, he left the garrison army who had just arrived, and actively asked to accompany Bo Hui to come to Sirius, purely for the sake of watching Chang Ling's jokes.

After all, he has taken pleasure in bullying this little monster since he was a child, and it's strange that he hasn't bullied him for so long.

He had heard long ago that on the first day this little monster came to Tianhuan City, he "knowingly" bit the new king of the wolf clan who is known for his violence, and was ordered to kneel in the yard holding a whip all day.Even though they are now living in Zhaoyan's bedroom, they are mostly in name only, made out to be used as targets for werewolves.

With Xinjun and the wolf people's hatred for his uncle Tu Shan Boyan, the little monster's life in Tianhuan City can be imagined with his toes.

The more miserable the little monster is, the more comfortable and happy he is.

The humiliation and trauma brought about by the tail-docking pain may not be completely erased in this life, especially when encountering important ceremonies, he has to ask the medical officer to stick three fake tails on him to maintain his face.Zhu Meng urgently needs an example that is more miserable than his situation for comparison, so as to appease his unwillingness and resentment.

No matter from which angle you look at it, the long spirit is the best reference.

Bo Hui and Qiong Luo had other thoughts.

On the one hand, they were afraid that Chang Ling really had the capital to neglect them because they could do whatever they wanted, and on the other hand, they were also worried that Chang Ling had done something to offend the new king and was confined here, so they could not follow others.If so, will Xinjun take his anger out on them?

Both husband and wife are silently inclined to the second possibility, especially Bo Hui.

That man is not a faint king, it is impossible for him to have any good looks towards the Fox tribe, especially the blood of his elder brother Tu Shan Boyan.

Thinking of this, Bo Hui secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"This little monster has learned to be airy now." Zhu Meng couldn't hold his breath and snorted sullenly as the Yin Zhu who went in to report didn't come out for a long time.

Fox Empress Qiongluo said softly: "Perhaps there is some delay, my son, just wait patiently."

Because all the evidence showed that the elder son Zhu Long ordered his subordinates to destroy the younger son's cultivation, Qiongluo had always felt guilty about the younger son, and recently she spoke softly, not daring to add a harsh word.

After saying this, she took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, intending to wipe off the dust on her youngest son's face.But Zhu Meng didn't appreciate it, and pushed Qiong Luo's hand away in disgust.

Bo Hui kept looking in the direction of the palace gate, and when he saw this, he wiped his sweat with his wide sleeves, glared at his youngest son angrily, and said, "Your mother is right, this is the Palace of Sirius, pay attention to your words and deeds, don't worry about it." court disaster."

Although he would never believe that Chang Ling had a good life in Sirius, but there are some things that he has to see with his own eyes to believe.

**

Chang Ling Ming Yin Candle brought the three of Bo Hui to the side hall.

Yin Zhu didn't understand: "The main hall has everything for guests, why does the young master meet guests in the side hall?"

Chang Ling said: "I am happy to do so, do you have any objections?"

Yin Zhu was choked to the point of speechlessness, her throat was sore, and she obeyed her orders.

Xin Dao, this little fox is really being pampered by the king, becoming more and more domineering and perverse...

"Go to the side hall?"

In the traditional sense, this is an act of great disrespect from the host to the guest.

However, after listening to Yin Zhu's order, the three members of Bo Hui's family not only showed no signs of anger or dissatisfaction, but... showed such a calmness as expected.

Even Zhu Meng quickly raised his eyebrows, then pressed the corners of his mouth, revealing a complacent and carefree smile.The always arrogant and domineering Second Highness of the Fox Clan even held his sleeves in his arms and bowed to Yinzhu "without pretensions", saying: "I really miss my cousin dearly, please lead the way."

As the master, he does not entertain guests in the main hall, but in the side hall.What does this mean?

Of course, it shows that the little monster has no status in Sirius, not even the qualification to set foot in the main hall!

The smile on the corner of Zhu Meng's mouth was like a spring breeze, and even the wound on the severed tail no longer ached from time to time, reminding him of the humiliation of that day over and over again, and he really couldn't wait to watch the miserable situation of the little monster.

The corners of Yin Zhu's eyes twitched lightly, a little uncertain whether these fox people were short-hearted or really affectionate brothers, uncles and nephews, and they didn't care about this obviously "negligent" hospitality etiquette.

When they reached the entrance of the side hall, there was a gust of cold air.

Yin Zhu was shocked by the blowing, thinking, Your Majesty has ordered that before the weather is completely warm, the earth dragon in the Temple of Dawn will burn non-stop for twelve hours a day. When he came out just now, it was clearly still warm. How can it become a big ice cellar in the blink of an eye.

These lazy minions!

Bo Hui was the first among them, and was naturally caught off guard by the biting air-conditioning.

"That child Chang Ling... just, lives here?"

Bo Hui seemed to be in disbelief, pointing at the gate of the palace tremblingly, his face naturally showed the deep concern of the elders for the younger generation.

Yin Zhu was eager to punish the servant who had neglected his duty and stopped the dragon without authorization, so he responded perfunctorily and led the three of them inside.

Chang Ling wore a cloak and sat quietly on the main seat.

After the three of Bo Hui had saluted, Chang Ling said, "Please, uncle, please, aunt, please, cousin."

The boy's voice was still as timid as before, even more timid, but the intimacy revealed in the address was unprecedented.

While standing up, Bo Hui sneaked a glance at the main seat, a little white snow flickered in the corner of his eyes, and when he looked carefully, he saw that Chang Ling's feet hidden under the cloak were bare, not even wearing shoes or socks.And what attracted Bo Hui's attention was obviously the black lock ring on Chang Ling's right ankle.Bo Hui blurted out: "You are..."

In the middle of speaking, Qiong Luo next to her pulled off her cuffs forcefully.

Bo Hui was startled by a slip of the tongue, and then he suddenly realized that in this warm and cold weather, the young man in front of him was only wearing single clothes, living in such a cold hall without a charcoal basin, and his feet were chained. Wearing shoes and socks, if you look carefully, you can still see his body shaking slightly, obviously from the cold.Apart from Xinjun doing it on purpose, what else could be the reason!

Even if he saw it, how could he say it so stupidly.

He is an idiot!

Bo Hui scolded himself hard in his heart, a thick layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, which seemed to be reborn after a catastrophe, and immediately turned his head to cast a grateful glance at his queen.

At the critical moment, he was not as calm as a woman.

Yin Zhu standing on the side was more depressed and depressed than Bo Hui.

When he just left the hall, the little fox was clearly wearing a thick cloak trimmed with fur, and the shoes and socks on his feet were intact. He also specially asked people to put thick cotton pads in the boots. As if I had grown legs, I turned into that thin blue dress that was like a piece of paper and had no effect on keeping out the cold!

Also, what about the shoes and socks, the shoes and socks that he ordered people to bake and prepare carefully!

Your Majesty has issued a strict order that he must lead His Royal Highness Chen Xi to take good care of the little fox's food and daily life. If the little fox is hungry, cold, or even unhappy, he will be blamed on his head.

In the current situation, unless he grows a few more heads back into his mother's womb, it will not be enough for the king to chop off.

It's fine for the little fox not to wear shoes and socks. How can such private things as the spirit lock on his ankle be seen by outsiders? It's not something to show off.While Yin Zhu was in a state of desperation, he suddenly realized it belatedly, this little fox, could it be that he took the opportunity to sue the mother clan?

Thinking along this line of thought, the disappearing shoes and socks, the suddenly replaced cloak, and a series of strange behaviors of the little fox can all be explained at once!

"Is your uncle okay? Is your aunt okay? Is your cousin okay?"

The long spirit on the main seat spoke again, the tail trembled slightly imperceptibly, and quickly retracted his feet into the cloak.In Bo Hui's eyes, he was undoubtedly covering up the embarrassment of being discovered.And, seeing the grievances unconsciously expressed by relatives.

"Okay, okay, everything is fine."

Bo Hui looked away as if he couldn't bear it, raised his sleeves, and wiped the red corners of his eyes.

Qiongluo and Zhu Meng also greeted each other in turn.Chang Ling suddenly looked at Bo Hui with burning eyes, and said, "I miss Qingqiu very much. This time, can uncle take me home to have a look?"

Bo Hui was dumbfounded for a moment.

Because there is no way to answer these words, it is vividly called "sending propositions" among the people.

It was still fox queen Qiongluo who was quick-witted, and continued: "Tianhuan City traveled thousands of miles to Qingqiu, and it took a long time to go back and forth. If Changling likes something, just tell your uncle, and we will send it to you from Qingqiu. "

Yin Zhu did not forget to take another look at the queen fox in the interval of rage.

Chang Ling said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to carry what I like."

There was a bit of acrimony in these words.But because Chang Ling's voice was weak, when he heard Bo Hui and Qiong Luo's ears, he became angry.

The husband and wife looked at each other, and Bo Hui smiled and said, "As long as you need it, even if it's a whole mountain, my uncle will try to transport it for you."

Chang Ling lowered his eyes, looked at the fat and white face expressionlessly, and finally said in boredom: "Okay. It's not something hard to move, it's just some treasures and spiritual weapons that my father left me back then. In the Palace of Winds, please ask Uncle to pick out a few good-looking ones and bring them to me."

"Yes, uncle must remember."

Bo Hui and Qiong Luo expressed a lot of concerns respectively, but most of the Changlings were silent, only occasionally responding with a few words, and they cherished words like gold.

Speaking of the latter, the two sides will inevitably fall into the embarrassment of being speechless.

"It's getting late, uncle and aunt will go back to the post house to rest first, and I will have a few words with my cousin alone."

Chang Ling said again.

Zhu Meng was quite surprised to be named suddenly. Although Bo Hui and Qiong Luo were surprised, they had no right to refuse. They only asked Zhu Meng to abide by his duty and make good use of his strengths, and the servant led him out of the palace first.

The hall fell silent.

Chang Ling glanced at Yin Zhu who was still sticking beside him: "You go out too."

Black candle: "..."

Yin Zhu could only bow and retreat.

Only then did Chang Ling raise his eyelids, and lazily said: "Cousin must be very happy right now."

Zhu Meng wondered why the little monster suddenly changed his tone, looked at Chang Ling, his eyes fell on the lock ring on the boy's right ankle, and said with a smile: "That's right, I am very happy to see you in such a miserable state. "

Chang Ling chuckled, stood up, and walked down from the main seat step by step.

Zhu Meng took a step back for no reason, and said cautiously: "What do you want to do?"

Chang Ling stood still five steps away from Zhu Meng, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said: "Nothing, I just want to ask my cousin, whether to continue with the broken tail, and whether to kill the enemy."

His tone was brisk, even a little mischievous.

For a moment, Zhu Meng seemed to be ignited as a firecracker, with a hideous expression on his face.

"You, you shut up!"

"Why should I shut up. I said earlier that you are just a useless waste like me now."

The corners of Chang Ling's eyes widened, his black eyes were shrewd and cold.

Still mischievous, he poked Zhu Meng's shoulder with his fingers and said, "Your enemies are about to become even more powerful and form an alliance with a powerful foreign race, but you are still here to see me as a useless joke. Tu Shan Zhu Meng, You are a complete idiot."

"you--"

Zhu Meng's eyes were about to split open, and he stared at Chang Ling fiercely.

Chang Ling said: "You don't know yet, your dear father, my dear uncle, what is the other important purpose of bringing the fox to Tianhuan City this time?"

"They are proposing marriage to the second princess of the Shui Tribe for your dear brother Zhu Long."

"This matter was facilitated by Yuan Qi, the prime minister of the Donghai Tribe. Zhu Long is their most beloved son. Do you really think they will pass the throne to you, a waste with a broken tail, out of guilt?"

Zhu Meng's mind went blank, until the tip of his tongue was bitten by tightly closed and trembling teeth, bleeding.

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

With red eyes, Zhu Meng drew out his saber from his waist and put it on Chang Ling's face.

Stone was shocked.

Chang Ling remained unmoved, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his tone remained the same, and he said slowly: "It's no good for me to lie to you with such silly things. If you don't believe me, you can ask them face to face, Qingqiu and Shuizu Is the marriage a certainty?"

The sword energy in Zhu Meng's hand froze, obviously thinking.

Chang Ling stretched out a finger from the cloak, slowly slid across the cold sword, felt the temperature like a poisonous snake, and said softly: "Actually, we are both trash, and you and I are the ones who should be the most sympathetic. No. huh, cousin?"

Those two words were too harsh, Zhu Meng was ashamed and angry, and said angrily: "Who wants to be trash with you!"

Even if he cut off his tail and lost all his cultivation, he is still a spirit fox who was once so proud that he opened two tails during the Mid-Autumn Festival worshiping the moon. He is the best in the eyes of the world. one type.

Chang Ling laughed, as if he had expected the other party to have such an attitude, and said indifferently: "I know my cousin is unwilling to face the reality, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect our cooperation."

"Join us?"

Zhu Meng seemed to hear the Arabian Nights, the muscles on his cheeks twitched twice, and said, "What do you mean? Who, who wants to be with you—"

Chang Ling said: "Although I'm just a spoiled trophy, I've stayed here for a while, and I'm familiar with the terrain and some things here. Everything in the world pays attention to prescribing the right medicine. This time, Qingqiu and Shuizu Since the marriage was facilitated by the Prime Minister of the Shui Tribe, Yuan Qi, if we want to stop this, the root cause is naturally also on this person."

"If my cousin wants to use strong medicine, I'm afraid I can't do without my help, right?"

Zhu Meng was always vigilant and said: "I didn't say I would believe your nonsense."

Chang Ling said: "It's okay, cousin will go and inquire first."

Zhu Meng couldn't help asking: "You little...how could you be so kind to help me?"

Chang Ling gave him a strange look.

"Didn't I say it earlier, both are trash..."

"Okay, shut up!"

Zhu Meng slammed the door angrily and left.

Chang Ling exhaled lightly.

Shi Shi helped the young master to sit on the main seat again, took out the shoes and socks hidden behind the case, carefully put them on for Chang Ling, and said distressedly: "The young master is just acting casually, why should he wrong himself so much."

Chang Ling lowered his eyes and said nothing, obviously thinking about other things.

Stone took it for granted, and brought in the charcoal basin himself, replaced Chang Ling's cloak with a thick one, wrapped it up again, and knelt aside to wait for orders as usual.

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