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"Great!" Yang Zi laughed heartily and took out a silver bell from her body, "This is for you, consider it as our Golden Righteous Bestowal."

"…" Yun Ruoleng was completely speechless, how could they make friends like this.

If her father found out about this, who knows if he would beat her to death.

An Xiang laughed and helped Yun Ruoleng to receive the bell, then chuckled and said: "I've heard that Miss Yang's mind was pure and innocent, and always straightforward in her work, but now it seems that it's true. Even this servant is envious of Miss Yang."

"Elder sister, this girl really knows how to talk." Yang Zi Zi blinked at An Xiang, exposing two of her little canines.

The more Yun Ruoleng saw, the more he liked it, and he casually pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeves: "Although it's not worth much, it's elder sister's kind intentions, take it, in a few days I'll get someone to send you a good painting."

"Tsk tsk, that's not good!" "This is a rare soft smoke, and it's even embroidered by the brocade workshop." With a heart full of joy, Yang Zi stuffed the handkerchief into her bosom, afraid that others would snatch it away.

Yun Ruoleng shook her head helplessly. Seeing that the girl was so candid, he guessed that it had to do with the environment she was in. It was said that the Great Sima Yang Zheng Gang's three men and one woman had married a lady in their lives.

Yun Ruoleng's attention was diverted by Yang Zi Zi, and did not notice the change in Jun Qingshang's expression from where he stood. Even though he had been chatting with the woman the entire time, his gaze had never left her body.

Yun Ruoleng and Yang Zi Zi Ling were walking side by side, the two of them were talking and laughing, but Jun Qingshang only felt a chill in his heart, this woman, could it be that she didn't see him?

"Cousin, what are you looking at?" The lady looked at Jun Qingshang's changing expression lovingly and turned her head to look at him. She just so happened to see Yun Ruoleng's impeccable appearance and a look of jealousy flashed across her eyes.

Jun Qingshang withdrew his gaze from Yun Ruoleng, did not say a word, and walked towards Yun Ruoleng's direction.

The woman pouted her lips in displeasure and chased after him. "Cousin, wait for Rou-Er."

Jun Qingshang frowned, he slowed down his pace without making any noise.

Xiahou Jin Rou laughed proudly as she followed Jun Qingshang to Yun Ruoleng's side. When the few of them saw this person, they were a little shocked, especially Yang Zi Zi. She looked at Jun Qingshang with her chin almost dropping out of shock: "Wang …. "My lord."

"Your subject greets Your Highness." Yun Ruoleng bowed, his gaze sweeping across the girl beside Jun Qingshang slightly, and laughed: "My respects to you, miss."

"What's your name?" Xiahou Jin Rou couldn't help but want to tear her apart when she saw her face. After all, there were many women who didn't like others to be prettier than them, let alone in front of the people they liked.

Yun Ruoleng straightened his body, and after his gaze swept across Xiahou Jin's gentle face, he softly said. "This subject's name is not worthy of mention."

"You …"

"Sister Yun, this is the precious daughter of the patriarch of the Xiahou Family, Xiahou Jin Rou." Yang Zi Ling recovered from the shock and looked at the proud and arrogant woman in front of her. She said, "The one that is passed around in the streets and alleys."

"Which one?" Yun Ruoleng frowned, looking at her looks, it could be considered good, and the clothes she wore was not bad either.

Sure enough, Yang Zi Zi carefully looked at the Regent, coughed, and said, "She is the Regent's childhood sweetheart, and even if your Yun Family's woman is the main wife, she will still be the equal wife."

Yun Ruoleng tilted his head and sized up Yang Zi Zi, but the corner of his eye could see Jun Qingshang's expression. Looking at his expressionless face, Yun Ruoleng felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Yun Ruoleng suppressed the discomfort in his heart and swept his eyes across Xiahou Jin Rou with a mocking gaze. "So that's how it is. No wonder you were so arrogant the moment you arrived. Your highness was supporting you!"

Xiahou Jin was so angry that his face flushed red, but he was afraid that Jun Qingshang would be unhappy so he quickly apologized to Yun Ruoleng, "I have been spoiled too much by my father since I was young, so I was too impatient and didn't have any other intentions … Little sister, please don't be offended. "

"You are too kind." Yun Ruoleng half covered his face with his hands, his movements casual but not lacking in manners, "I have always been straightforward, to the point where I made it difficult for you, you can't blame me for that."

Yun Ruoleng loved to kill white lotuses the most, because this gave others a kind of unprecedented pleasure.

Jun Qingshang stood in his original spot without saying a word. Although his gaze was fixed on Xiahou Jin, no one knew that he had actually been paying attention to Yun Ruoleng. However, Yun Ruoleng's gaze, after looking at him for a moment, no longer glanced at him.

Jun Qingshang withdrew his gaze, avoided them, and left.

Seeing that Jun Qingshang had left, Xiahou Jin Rou dug a hole for him and quickly chased after him.

Yun Ruoleng coldly snorted as he beckoned to Yang Zi Ling: "It's getting late, let's go to the banquet!"

Yang Zi scratched her head, "Big Sister Yun, you said that the Regent came to our front, what does it mean to not say anything?"

Yun Ruoleng shrugged his shoulders. God knows what he meant, he was probably showing off in front of him!

Yun Ruoleng felt her heart ache. For a moment, she felt that her choice was not wrong.

Yun Ruoleng had not even taken two steps when he heard the sound of clanging weapons. He and Yang Zi looked at each other, and quickly chased after the source of the sound. In the fake mountain next to the bamboo forest, a group of black-clothed people were holding curved blades in their hands as they attacked a purple-clothed man.

Only then did he realise that these black-clothed men were not ordinary black-clothed men, but Dark Mages. Their bodies were all releasing a light black mist, but the mist was not as thick as the one that Yun Ruoleng saw last time.

Yang Zi Ling pulled Yun Ruoleng a step back, and said in a small voice: "We can't beat this group, let's go call some people first!"

Yun Ruoleng's gaze swept across the area before landing on a woman who was curled up in a corner of the fake mountain. He frowned unhappily: "I'll protect you.

"But …"

"Save him is more important!" Yun Ruoleng didn't want to owe Jun Qingshang a favor. A piece of white silk flew out, and directly knocked away the two people who were preparing to sneak attack Jun Qingshang from the back.

Because it was too sudden, after Jun Qingshang dodged the attack, he looked in her direction. The white silk on Yun Ruoleng's hand fluttered, and he pulled on Xiahou Jin Rou's arm.

"Ah …"

Yun Ruoleng did not hold any mercy for her, and immediately flew over to join the battle.

An Xiang swept a glance at the small, twisted face of Xiahou Jin Rou and said with a cold smile, "Miss Xiahou, if you still refuse to leave. This servant will not guarantee your safety. "