Dafeng’s Night Squad

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft so that only Emperor Zhen de could hear him. The people in the city did not have such hearing.

Emperor Zhen de looked at him coldly.

“Do you know why Luo Yuheng was unwilling to perform dual cultivation with you? it’s because I’m the man she really likes,” Xu Qi ‘an said with a meaningful smile.

Jean snorted and sneered, “goading?” Idiot, if you think that you can anger me by saying such shallow words, you can continue.”

Xu Qi ‘an looked at the Emperor, who had been sitting on the throne for sixty years, with pity and said, ‘

“You’ve fought with me for so long, but didn’t you realize that I also know the heartsword?”

Jean’s face sank.

“I’m on good terms with Chu Yuanyou, but he’s an in-name disciple of the human sect. He won’t teach his swordsmanship to outsiders without permission. In Jianzhou, I used a talisman to summon Luo Yuheng, so of course she had to come, because her man was in danger. Otherwise, with her character of living in the Spirit Treasure Temple for twenty years, never going out and never taking action, why would she take action for no reason?

in addition, you think that she will intervene in our battle to help the new king ascend to the throne, but what if I tell you that she only intervened because of me? ”

With every word Xu Qi ‘an said, Zhen de’s face became gloomier.

He had been drooling over Luo Yuheng for a long time. For the past twenty years, he had yearned to perform dual cultivation with her, but he had been rejected every time.

Now, Xu Qi ‘an was telling him that the fairy-like woman who had rejected him with a cold face actually liked him and wanted to do dual cultivation with him?

Even though Jean d ‘arc only harbored evil intentions toward Luo Yuheng, he couldn’t help but feel a burning rage in his chest upon hearing such words.

“Oh right, there’s one more thing.”

Xu Qi ‘an smiled. you already know that I killed King Huai. You also know that the sealed artifact under sang Bo is in my body. In that case, you should know the whereabouts of the princess Consort.”

Emperor Zhen de’s face suddenly stiffened.

“She’s my mistress now,” Xu Qi ‘an said slowly.

His blood rushed to his face. If Luo Yuheng had only slapped his face, then Xu Qi ‘an’s decision to take the princess as his mistress was a naked humiliation and a trampling on his dignity..