Demon Becoming the Lord

When Old Zen heard this, his face changed again, and he said worriedly: "Um...what the lady said is really dangerous, so what should I do?"

Xiao Qingyi closed his eyes and shook his head slightly and sighed, "What can be done? I can only let the flow go. It seems that my father and I decided to let Lang'er go to collide and grind with those sons. This idea was wrong! Alas! …"

Tsing Yi Court is extremely lively.

Xiao Qinglong brought a group of elders to receive the decree, and also took the decree back to the family elder's hall to hang it. This is a great honor for the Xiao family. The Xiao family has kept a low profile for twenty years, and now it happens to take advantage of the situation to attack in a high profile.

Xiao Kuang and a group of young children were not qualified to come in and watch. Xiao Lang let the knife continue to practice in the backyard. After receiving the order, his face was inexplicable, and he didn't understand the meaning of this young man, but he felt that the title was still very domineering.

"Lang'er, have a good chat with the princess. If you have any needs, please let the princess be entertained!"

Xiao Qinglong and others saw that Yun Zishan had no intention of leaving after reading the will, they immediately understood, smiled and told them, and all left.

In the lively Tsing Yi Pavilion, only Xiao Lang and Yun Zishan were left with the knives in the backyard. As for the guards and maids, all were waiting outside the yard.

After everyone left, Yun Zishan became shy. He glanced at Xiao Lang, but saw him sitting like a wood, and he didn't give her tea or anything, and said slightly angered: "Congratulations, son. Hou, the dynasty has a history of more than a thousand years. You are the first one! Don't you thank this princess?"

"I want to thank you for Mao?" Xiao Lang was still thinking about this young man, and looked over in surprise.

Yun Zishan pursed his small mouth and said dissatisfied: "Huh, it's not this princess who said like her father, would you be so rewarded?"

"Oh, thank you Princess!"

Xiao Lang said dryly, and then asked with interest: "Princess, what does this young man do? Is it a high official? Or can he lead soldiers? Can the outside release be a city lord or something? How much salary? What privileges do you have?"

"This... doesn't seem to be there!"

Yun Zishan's big watery eyes flickered a few times, and he replied awkwardly, but then felt that his good intentions had been questioned, staring at Xiao Lang and said, "Don't you think this title is the greatest privilege? With this Title, you are the well-deserved first son, this is better than anything. Alas... how come you don’t understand with someone like you?"

Xiao Lang curled his lips and said without buying it, "There is nothing, what do I want this name to do? Would you please take it back?"

Yun Zishan fluttered and stood up, very angry, and said angrily: "What do you think the imperial decree is? It can be delivered and collected at will? Xiao Lang, your elm head, you are really angry with this princess!"

Seeing Yun Zishan's eyes faintly red and about to cry, Xiao Lang quickly said: "Okay, okay, I know you are good to me... Well, I didn't mean that, anyway, you are good buddies, um... Enough friends, thank you so much, Xiao!"

"You guy... why are you so unabashed!"

Yun Zishan's face turned rosy, then turned around angrily, and said: "No, you have to compensate me, I can't be mad at you, I specially ask for you, and ran all the way over, you I must be compensated!"

Xiao Lang blinked, and said puzzledly: "What is the compensation? Or in the hall, you can take whatever you like!"

"Who cares about your stuff?"

Yun Zishan murmured, and then said timidly: "Can you write a poem for me? Like Hongdou?"

"Well…"

Xiao Lang was also wondering what Yun Zishan wanted to do? It turned out to be jealous. He simply refused: "I'm sorry, I have sealed the pen, and swear I will not write poetry again!"

Because he had stolen a few poems and had caused so many things, Xiao Lang didn't want to continue tossing about it. When the time came, he was really ordered by the emperor to study poetry and poetry all day at the Xueshi Pavilion and a group of antiques. He would definitely be crazy.

"Humph…"

Yun Zishan was trembling with anger again, and the chest he was struggling to develop was rippling up and down, beautiful, and his puffed little face was extremely cute. But for a while, she couldn't find a good reason, and the girl's reservedness made her a little hard to speak.

Xiao Lang watched for a while, and continued to stalemate. The time for his own practice was over. He said quickly, "Okay, okay, your Royal Highness, if I owe you a favor, if you ask me in the future, I can do it. Satisfy you, is this all right?"

"Well, I'll let you go this time, but why don't you write poetry?"

"Poetry is not my strong point, just play around, I still want to practice martial arts!"

"You are too unmodest... By the way, how can you make such beautiful poems? Who did you learn from? Is it Miss Tsing Yi?"

"No, self-taught!"

"Wow, you are too good, you don't know that even those old bachelors are inferior to you!"

"Generally so, third in the mainland!"

"Um...you can't be humble?"

"I didn't say first because I was humble."

"You are so cheeky!"

"It's okay, a little worse than your Royal Highness!"

"Go to die..."

Yun Zishan found that the good demeanor and elegance he had cultivated in the court were destroyed when he was with Xiao Lang. It is difficult for her to connect this very unusual young man in front of her with the number one genius in the eyes of the world.

However, Yun Zishan was surprised to find that Xiao Lang seemed to have a strange charm, and it seemed very comfortable to get along with him? Very comfortable?

She looked at Xiao Lang's unremarkable face, and then she came to some conclusions. Xiao Lang seemed to get along with anyone very casually. In other words, he didn't treat her as a superb princess at all, just like an old friend.

As a princess of the emperor's family, Yun Zishan learned to disguise since she was very young, put on a mask, and buried her heart deep. The person you are facing is either a respectful servant, or a young lady with a flattering face, or pretending to be upright. In fact, deep in the eyes are naked possession...

When getting along with Xiao Lang, even though he talks very horribly occasionally, he does not stop talking, and sometimes he gets angry with him. But Yun Zishan found that she was really comfortable, or that the temperament that Xiao Lang exudes from being equal, made her very comfortable.

"Look at what? I found this young man is handsome?"

Yun Zishan stared at Xiao Lang in a daze. He was embarrassed when he saw Xiao Lang. He flicked his hair coquettishly, "Although I agree with this point of view, but if you keep staring at it, I will be embarrassed!"

"Puff..."

Yun Zishan smiled while covering his mouth, his face was blushing, and he was so glamorous.

Xiao Lang's eyes were bright, but he said solemnly: "Girls, don't puff, it is said that girls who like to laugh, are inflatable dolls with folded wings in previous lives!"

"Inflatable doll with folded wings? What is this?" Yun Zishan's big eyes flashed, a little curious.

"Ahem!"

Xiao Lang just said it casually. At this moment, his old face was hot and he could only explain indiscriminately: "Well...inflatable dolls are a very special race, very magical, very beautiful and cute, um...and very practical!"