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Liaoyang jumped down from the tree, and before the person opposite had time to react, he reached out and gave him a big hug.

Zhou Yewang had just been released from the dungeon. It was fine if he was not very tidy, and his body still carried the damp, cold musty smell of the dungeon.

Zhou Yewang felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to take two steps back, but was hugged tightly by Liaoyang.

The little girl could naturally see his little thoughts, she was a little amused for a moment, chuckled twice and said:

"Zhou Zhou, even if you become a beggar, I don't dislike you."

Zhou Yewang's cheeks were a little red.

He paused, then asked Liaoyang:

"Ayang, why are you back?"

"Me?" Liaoyang let go of him, jumped back two steps with his hands behind his back, and said with ease:

"Of course my master let me back."

Zhou Yewang was stunned for a moment, naturally wanting to know who the "master" she was talking about, so he didn't ask further.

He nodded, and didn't know what to do. In the end, this guy hurriedly arranged the table, and asked Liaoyang to wait for him first, and went to ask the cook at home to prepare the meal.

Liaoyang jumped two steps and sat down at the small table in the yard.

She looked at Zhou Yewang's back, a little lost in thought.

She lied to him.

In fact, when she came back from Dark Fragrance Valley, it wasn't the master who let her go, but she slipped away quietly.

Liaoyang knows that the life of a demon is very long, but the life of a human is very short.Maybe decades later, she will still look like this, but Zhou Yewang will become a wrinkled old man.

It's not that Liaoyang dislikes him, after all, even if Zhou Yewang becomes wrinkled, she is still willing to stay by his side.She just felt that time flies so fast, why can't I leave more time for them.

Liaoyang was afraid that time would not wait for her, also afraid that Zhou Ye would look forward to death, and even more afraid that he would forget his promise with her and marry another girl.

In addition, Liaoyang secretly saw Zhou Yewang's recent situation through the master's little magic mirror, saw him being falsely imprisoned, and saw him disheartened, which made it impossible for her to stay in Dark Fragrance Valley with peace of mind.

She was already able to protect herself, she wanted to go back to Chang'an and come to him.

It doesn't matter if she is selfish or ignorant of good and bad, she just wants to spend more time with the people she likes in the limited time.

The little pouch she gave to Zhou Yewang was embroidered stitch by stitch in Dark Fragrance Valley.

Liaoyang only studied with the embroiderer in Chang'an City for a few days a few years ago, and since no one in the Dark Fragrance Valley knows how to do this, Liaoyang can only learn by herself pitifully.But fortunately, although the final product made everyone who saw it laugh, she at least made it.

She embroidered a little mandarin duck, and she wanted to be with Zhou Zhou forever like a mandarin duck.

However, she thought that her return from Dark Fragrance Valley was well concealed by her, but the fact is that from the moment Liaoyang stepped into Chang'an City, there were countless pairs of eyes around her, all looking at her. action.

The Palace of the Eighth Prince.

Ning Sang lit the incense, covered the incense burner casually, and said with a smile:

"A little girl is a little girl. She couldn't hold her breath at all. If she bullied her little lover a little, she would run back in a hurry."

"Come back?!" The eighth prince was overjoyed when he heard the news, and walked around the hall with his hands behind his back, and finally asked the national teacher as if confirming:

"Is what the national teacher said true? As long as you get the keel of Yinglong in the monster's body, can my dynasty be prosperous for thousands of years??"

Ning Sang glanced at him:

"What do you think it is? It is the remains of Yinglong! It was precisely because of the dragon bones that our ancestors made all the demons surrender on the demon throne. If it weren't for the bird man later, I would not have fallen to this point. You humans make plans."

"Yes yes yes." Seeing that the national teacher was not happy, the eighth prince hurriedly nodded and bowed in response, but then, he thought of something else and asked:

"But, National Teacher, in case that bird demon comes again..."

"Why do you think your human imperial city has existed for so long surrounded by monsters? Last time I was injured because I met a bird man outside the city. If he was inside the city, he wouldn't be able to jump so high. Once your ancestors fought with monsters The ancestors of the family had a contract, under no circumstances, demons are not allowed to hurt people in Chang'an City and the palace, otherwise, the sky will be served by thunder."

With a relaxed tone, Ning Sang said again:

"So, as long as we work hard on Zhou Yewang, we don't need to do anything for Little Zhiyuan, and Tianlei will entertain her for us. As for Birdman, he won't risk his life with us just to get the dragon bone. scramble."

The smoke in the censer continued to overflow, and the white smoke swayed in a beautiful arc in the air.

But soon, the arc was blown away by Ning Sang with a wave of his sleeve.

The next day, the city of Chang'an, which had been cloudy for several days, finally cleared up.

That morning, the air was still full of fresh water vapor and the smell of earth. Zhou Yewang put on the red official uniform in front of Liaoyang for the first time, and his whole person was full of the smell of sunshine.

Liaoyang helped him fasten his clothes, and watched him go up and leave at the door of the house.

Zhou Yewang smiled shyly and waved to her, before heading towards the imperial city.

For Zhou Yewang, promises are as important as ideals.

He promised Liaoyang that if she wanted to marry her, he would not break his promise.He knew that Chang'an City and Ningsang were very dangerous for Liaoyang, so he made a decision last night, he resigned from the emperor today, he wanted to take off his official uniform and take Liaoyang to a safe place.

It is not a short distance from Chengtian Gate to Jinluan Hall.

This was the first time Zhou Xiang went to court after he was released from prison. On the way, many colleagues asked him how he was doing, and he answered them all with a smile.

But when he reached the Golden Luan Hall, Zhou Yewang stopped in his tracks.

If there is no accident, this is probably the last time he will enter this hall.

Zhou Yewang took out that ugly little purse from his arms.

With his fingertips, he gently stroked the crooked pair of little mandarin ducks on the purse, and unconsciously bent the corners of his lips.

He remembered what Liaoyang asked him yesterday:

"Now that I'm here to marry you, do you still count?"

Counting.

Zhou Yewang replied in his heart.

"Zhou Xiang, go in quickly."

The little eunuch who passed by called softly, which brought Zhou Ye back to his senses.

"it is good."

He put the small purse in his arms, and walked up the steps of the Golden Luan Hall.

After the vermilion stepped in, the huge palace door closed heavily, leaving only a dull sound.

Even the sun that had been sunny all morning was covered by thick clouds.

On that day, many great events happened in the palace.

The old emperor died when he was in the court, and the eighth prince was assisted by the national teacher to succeed to the throne. Zhou Xiang, who was originally cleared of the suspicion of treason, was beaten as a traitor under the personal and physical evidence of several young maids and eunuchs. The palace pleaded for him Most of the old ministers were executed on the spot.

The Golden Luan Hall that day was blood-colored. Although everyone didn't say it, they knew in their hearts that all those who could walk out of the Golden Luan Hall that day were members of the Eighth Prince's family.

"Miss Liaoyang! Zhou Xiang, something happened to Zhou Xiang!"

When he heard these words, Liaoyang was sewing the scratched holes in the clothes by the table.

The hole was mended by her so ugly that she was trying to fix it when she heard the cook who was out shopping for vegetables rush into the yard and yelled at her.

The needle in Liaoyang's hand pierced his fingertips, and the blood came out from the wound, dazzling for no reason.

She held her finger in her mouth, briefly asked the cook about the situation, and then ran to Chengtianmen.

At that time, there were already many spectators around.

"Prime Minister Zhou Yewang, collaborating with the enemy and treasoning the country, secretly hiding the evil monster, he can be punished with one heart! Let him beheaded at the Chengtian Gate today to warn the world!"

Before Liaoyang stepped forward, he heard such a verdict.

She tried her best to push away those people in front, and squeezed to the front step by step, but at first sight, she saw Zhou Yewang who had his official hat off and his hair disheveled.

She saw Master Ning Sangguo snatch the purse she gave him from Zhou Yewang's arms.

Ning Sang used a simple talisman to draw out the evil spirit left in her purse, and the paper was burned to ashes by the evil spirit, causing the audience to gasp in surprise.

"Yaoqi, this is Yaoqi! Zhou Yewang's adultery with the Yaozu is an unforgivable crime!"

Ning Sang prolongs the syllable on purpose so that everyone can hear it.

"give me back!"

But at this moment, Zhou Yewang, who had been pinned to the ground by two guards, suddenly got some strength, pushed away the two guards around him, and rushed towards Ning Sang.

Ning Sang raised his eyebrows slightly, took a step back, and threw the purse in his hand to the Eighth Prince who was watching the theater behind him.

The Eighth Prince was taken aback by that thing, subconsciously took it, and then saw Zhou Yewang rushing towards him.

He subconsciously took several steps back.

When this happened, the onlookers exclaimed again and again, and in the midst of this chaos, the Eighth Prince felt that someone stuffed something cold into his hand.

is the sword.

The eighth prince didn't even think about it, and at the moment Zhou Yewang rushed forward, he rushed towards him with the sword in his hand.

Blood splattered.

The two little mandarin ducks on the purse were covered with a thick layer of blood.

The eighth prince was covered in blood, and with an exaggerated scream, he threw the sword in his hand and the purse in his hand to the ground.

At that time, Zhou Yewang seemed to have lost his strength, he knelt heavily on the ground, and fell to the ground again.

Fishy sweetness kept gushing from his throat, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, but he still tried his best to reach forward, trying to pick up the small pouch that was thrown on the ground.

But just when Zhou Yewang's fingertips were about to touch the purse tassel, his hand was stepped on the sole of his foot by a boot.

Ning Sang looked down at him, then bent down, picked up the purse for Zhou Yewang, and threw it further away in front of his face.

Following Ning Sang's movements, the purse rolled down far away, and Zhou Yewang couldn't see it.

He can't see anything.

Ning Sang ignored him.

He only glanced sideways at the direction of the crowd, but he didn't catch a glimpse of the little girl just now.

Ning Sang's eyes gradually darkened:

"The criminal minister Zhou Yewang was personally beheaded by the Eighth Prince at Chengtian Gate. In order to appease the people, his body was hung in Chengtian Gate for three days."

When Ning Sang said this, someone had already stepped forward and dragged away Zhou Yewang's body.

Ning Sang looked in a certain direction, seemed to smile, and said loudly:

"Three days later, the penalty of splitting the car will be added."

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