After wearing a book, I became a traitorous concubine

Chu Ran was teasing Dabai when she saw Shen Zhoulan walking in wearing a purple brocade robe.

"Brother is back?" Chu Ran threw the beans in his hand to Dabai, and smiled at Shen Zhoulan.

Chu Ran poured him and Shen Zhoulan a cup of tea, looked at the man in front of him, and once again expressed his admiration for Shen Zhoulan's appearance, "Brother, you are so pretty!"

Although purple has been a symbol of dignity since ancient times, it is difficult for most people to control the flamboyant purple, but Shen Zhoulan wears it on his body, making people unable to look away.

Shen Zhoulan was amused by Chu Ran's words, blinked and teased: "What's the use of looking good, won't you still not get your heart?"

Chu Ran: "...that's different."

"What's the difference?"

Chu Ran shyly replied: "I like my elder brother's appearance like admiration, but it's different for Mu Yan. His face has grown into a look that makes my heart move."

"Tsk tsk." Shen Zhoulan felt goosebumps arose.

"By the way, brother, where did you go today? Do you have any other friends in Lingcheng?" Shen Zhoulan is a native of the Western Regions. Judging from what he said to Chu Ran before, he probably doesn't know many people. A native of the Central Plains.

Shen Zhoulan shook his head, "No, I just want to go out to relax and visit the customs of the Central Plains." He looked at Chu Ran and said, "I heard something interesting when I went out this time."

Chu Ran was a little curious, "What's the matter?"

"I heard from the storyteller in the teahouse, what kind of martial arts conference is held every year in the Xuanji Building in your Central Plains? Compete in martial arts to determine the ranking of the world?"

Chu Ran nodded slowly, "I seem to have heard Ah Jing talk about it before, so there is such a thing."

Shen Zhoulan's eyes became brighter when he heard the words, "Then do you know when this year's martial arts conference is?"

Chu Ran didn't expect him to be so interested, and said a little ashamedly: "Brother, you should know that I don't know much about these things in the world. If you are interested, you can ask Ah Jing. He will go to the martial arts conference every year."

"..." Shen Zhoulan looked at him, "Brother Ran, do you think your brother will still talk to me?"

Chu Ran: "..."

Chu Ran wanted to save some face for her younger brother, "Actually, Ah Jing is not so narrow-minded, this time it is really..."

Shen Zhoulan waved his hand to stop him, "I understand, this time I did something wrong, I owe him an apology!"

"Huh?" Chu Ran's eyes widened, a little unbelievable. In his opinion, Shen Zhoulan was not a person who would reflect on his own mistakes. It was shocking that he planned to apologize to Chu Jing so easily.

Sure enough, the next moment Chu Ran heard him muttering to himself quite seriously: "Chu Jing must be coaxed, otherwise how can he use him to take me to the martial arts conference!"

Chu Ran: "..." Elder brother, I'm still here anyway, do you look down on me for telling your true purpose so easily?

Under Chu Ran's complicated expression, Shen Zhoulan hummed a little tune and left the bamboo building, looking in the direction to find Chu Jing.

After Muyan came back, Chu Ran told about Shen Zhoulan's coming to him.

Mu Yan said: "He wants to go to the martial arts conference?"

Chu Ran nodded, "What's the matter, is there any problem with the martial arts conference?" He knew that Muyan had always been wary of Shen Zhoulan, because his identity was really suspicious.

If Shen Zhoulan has nothing to do with the Temple of the Western Regions, that’s fine, but if Shen Zhoulan’s true identity is really the Lord of the Temple, then the purpose of his sudden arrival in the Central Plains is worth considering. After all, Mu Yan is the Lord of Ling Kingdom However, if Shen Zhoulan has a different heart towards the Central Plains, Mu Yan will never ignore it.

Mu Yan shook his head, and stretched out his hand to hold the young man in his arms, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered the No.1 reward of this year's martial arts conference."

"There are still rewards in the martial arts conference?" Chu Ran exclaimed unexpectedly.

Seeing this, Mu Yan smiled, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, "Of course, there are rewards, and the rewards every year are unusual. If not, how can we attract heroes in the martial arts world to participate?"

Chu Ran was quite dissatisfied with his petty actions, curled her lips and said, "How do you know so clearly about the world?"

"Jianghu and Jianghu also belong to the Central Plains. As long as they are in the Central Plains, they are the land of my Ling Kingdom. The martial arts people in the Jianghu are naturally the people of my Ling Kingdom."

Chu Ran said: "That's not what I mean, I mean that you are already tired enough to deal with government affairs and daily affairs, how do you still have time to inquire about these things?"

Mu Yan sighed, hugged the young man and lay down on the bed, "I'm just answering your question!"

"Huh?" Chu Ran said that he still didn't understand Mu Yan's meaning.

"Little idiot!" Seeing that the young man was about to run away, Mu Yan hurriedly explained to him, "Wulin is a group with a very wide range in the Ling Kingdom, and the imperial court naturally has the right to manage and protect them. The prizes of the conference are all prepared by the court, in short, those precious rewards are all prepared by your husband and I."

Chu Ran opened his lips slightly in surprise, "So, the Xuanji Pavilion is actually a department specially placed by the imperial court to manage the Jianghu?"

Mu Yan thought for a while, and said, "It can be understood in this way."

"Then tell me, what kind of treasure is the reward for this year's martial arts conference?"

Mu Yan was helpless, "It's not a secret anymore. The Xuanji Pavilion announced the rewards for this year's martial arts conference as early as January. If you are interested in asking, you will definitely know."

Chu Ran wondered, "Why did you announce the prize so early?"

Mu Yan rubbed his head, "Because this year's martial arts conference is less than a month away."

Chu Ran suddenly raised his head, "So, Shen Zhoulan probably came from the Western Regions for the reward of this Central Plains Martial Arts Conference?"

"Probably."

"So..." Chu Ran lay on the man's body and asked him, "So what is the reward this time?"

Mu Yan leaned in front of the young man and kissed, "Yin Yang Pill."

"What the hell?" Chu Ran was taken aback by the name.

Mu Yan said: "I don't know, I just remember that there is such a pill in the private treasury of the palace. When the Xuanji Pavilion sent a message to ask for the treasure, I asked the dark guard to send the pill to the left and right. It’s useless in the private treasury, as for what role he has, it’s unknown.”

Chu Ran was shocked by Muyan's answer, but it was true after thinking about it carefully. After all, there are countless treasures in the private treasury of the Ling Kingdom royal family. Baby, the gentian that Chu Ran drank into his stomach before is one of the top baby.

However, Chu Ran still said: "You are too irresponsible. You gave the medicine without even knowing its effect. What if it hurts people?"

Mu Yan said: "The imperial physician in the palace has seen it. Although they don't know the specific effect of the medicine, it is not poisonous. Since it can't kill people, it must be a good thing."

Chu Ran: "..." You are too confident.