The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset - Chapter 680 Fragrance

  Chapter 680 Afterglow

  Searle approached Qu Feitai with a wine glass, quietly arched his arm, and said in a low voice, "You know the saint, don't you?"

   Qu Feitai sat silently, feeling cold all over his body.

Searle said to himself: "Although she is covered with a veil, according to the countless eyes of this prince's daughter, she must not be a god. She has the same blood as you. No wonder you pay so much attention to her. You guys We already knew each other."

   "However, her set of principles is not feasible for this prince. This prince likes revenge and revenge."

   No wonder his sister failed. Landa didn't have such means of demagogy. What the new king needs now is such a queen who can help him win the hearts of the people.

  Searle took a sip of the wine, his mouth was full of fruity aroma, and he narrowed his eyes satisfied.

   "Although this country is cold and remote, the wine here is really delicious. When you leave, you must take a few jars home.

   "What about you? When do you plan to return to Huaguo? We are friends now. Can I go back with you? I really want to travel to Huaguo. Can you be my guide then?"

   Qu Feitai took a sip of the wine silently, it was not spicy, sweet and mellow, but had a strong aftertaste.

   After a few glasses of wine, people feel a little smug.

  Ser held his cheeks and looked at the man who was close at hand. How could someone be so good-looking even drinking.

  The man is sitting in the half-bright lights, lonely, cold, and sparse.

  The wine flowed down the sharp jaw line and over the slender neck, and every inch of protruding veins showed fatal sexiness and bewitchment.

   It's **** attractive.

   "Okay." Qu Lanting grabbed Qu Feitai's hand that was about to pour the wine, frowned and said coldly: "This wine has a strong aftertaste, don't drink it."

  Qu Feitai paused, put down his wine glass, got up and said, "I'm going back first."

   After talking, he resolutely left the meeting.

  Searle smiled at Qu Lanting, and immediately got up and chased after him.

  A big event just happened in the city today. The imperial palace is densely covered with forbidden troops. There is a post at five steps and a sentry at ten steps. Except for the main hall where the banquet is held, it is forbidden to move around in the palace.

  As soon as Qu Feitai walked out of the hall, he was intercepted by the forbidden army.

   "Send someone to take him back."

  A gentle voice came from not far away, and the leader of the imperial army immediately knelt on the ground on one knee before he saw anyone.

   "The subordinates have met the king."

   Qu Feitai turned his head and looked.

  The man was dressed in a white robe, standing in the light of the corridor, his deep and handsome appearance was even more elegant and noble, with his hands behind his back, and a gentle smile on his lips, it was very easy to get close to him.

  However, if you think that he is very close because of this, you are very wrong.

  The two were separated by a distance of two meters, one standing on the corridor and the other standing under the stairs.

   The eyes of the four are facing each other, and the undercurrent is surging.

  Sur belatedly realized that the air around him seemed to be stagnant, and he dared not let out the air.

  The leader of the forbidden army walked to Qu Feitai, and said respectfully: "Master Qu, I will take you back to the hotel."

   Qu Feitai turned and left, his fingers hanging by his side clenched into fists.

  Sang Luo stood on the porch, watching the man's back gradually drifting away in the night until he disappeared completely.

  The corners of the lips curled up slightly, mocking and cold.

   "Keep an eye on him, if there is any abnormality, report it immediately."

  A black shadow disappeared in the night.

  —

   Holy Temple.

  Su Yinci held Ming Jing's hand and looked her over carefully, "It was really dangerous at that time, how dare you...?"

  She has died once and has no fear of death, but Der Spiegel is different.

  Thinking about it now, she still has lingering fears.

   "I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

  Su Yinci's eyes were loving and compassionate, and he caressed the girl's fair cheeks: "Your heart is too compassionate. Mom is both proud and distressed."

  This daughter has never been a thing in the pool. Su Yinci has a premonition that she will not be able to keep her after all.

  Su Yinci felt even more desolate in his heart.

  At this time Suzaku said outside the door: "Holy Master, Holy Maiden, my subordinates have something important to report."

  Su Yinci put away the emotion on his face, and said in a gentle voice, "Go in."

   Suzaku opened the door and walked in, handing over a document with both hands.

  Su Yinci took it and turned it over, with a cold face: "It's actually this crawling thing, who the hell, bring her here, I want to interrogate myself."

   Suzaku lowered her head even lower: "The lord of the country had sent someone to control her immediately after the accident. Just now, her body was dragged to the kennel outside the palace."

  Su Yinci sneered: "He really does everything without revealing anything."

  The heart was cruel enough, and he dragged the corpse to the dogs.

  She subconsciously glanced at Ming Jing, who looked calm, as if she didn't care.

   "The subordinates neglected their duties and were deceived by the traitors, so that the saint was in danger. Please, the Holy Lord, govern the subordinates, but they are not strict."

"Half of the Silver Armored Guards have turned to him these years. How could I not know, but I didn't expect that your Suzaku subordinates would also become a sieve. Strictly speaking, you are indeed guilty, but you have followed me loyally all these years , I have worked so hard, how can I have the heart to condemn you, get up." Su Yinci said softly.

  The words of kindness and strength were indeed the most effective for Suzaku, and he was even more grateful in his heart.

   "The subordinates must die to serve the Holy Lord and the Holy Daughter."

   Suzaku walked out of the hall, thinking about the current situation. The new king is not as easy to fool as the old one. He is obviously a scheming one. The Holy Lord helped him to the top, and his ambition is more than that.

  Woman was obviously already the owner of the country very early on, and the king used her hand to extend his tentacles to Jiangzhou.

  So, is there any handwriting by the king against the saint this time?

  The poison gas canister carried by Shen Xiangxiang is very light, and the range of damage caused does not exceed five people.

   This is obviously a killing game aimed at the saint.

  If the ruler doesn’t know about it, it proves that she made the decision without authorization. Why did she put the saint to death? What is the reason behind it?

  If the ruler knows about it, does this prove that he is ready to attack the Holy Lord?

  In short, the situation in Guyun City is complicated now, especially the missions of various countries are still here, so we must be more careful in the future.

  When Suzaku walked into the courtyard, he saw Tian Wu, who was naked from the upper body, kneeling on the execution platform.

  Seeing him coming in, Tian Wu lowered his head: "Boss, this subordinate has caused trouble, come here to receive the punishment."

   Suzaku looked at him coldly: "Do you know what punishment you will receive?"

   "Neglect of duty, causing serious consequences, two hundred lashes, transferred to the archives room, not allowed to leave unless summoned by the leader."

   "Do you know that two hundred lashes will kill you half your life?"

   "This is the punishment my subordinates deserve."

   Suzaku gave him a deep look, and said coldly: "Execution."

   During the punishment, everyone will come to watch as a warning.

  At the end of the two hundred lashes, Tian Wu's back was already bloody, and he himself fell into a deep coma.

  Everyone looked at this scene, torn in their hearts, and told themselves that they must be dedicated to their duties in the future.

  Tian Wu was carried into the room by two silver-armored guards, and Suzaku was about to call a doctor to show Tian Wu his body.

  A faint fragrance hit, Suzaku moved faster than his brain, and bowed respectfully: "Saint."

  The girl in white came slowly, with a veil covering her face, adding to the mystery.

   Suzaku looked up, and the girl had already walked in front of him and entered the room.

Walking to the side of the bed, he first bent down and took Tian Wu's pulse, checked the wound on his back, then took out a brown pill and stuffed it into Tian Wu's mouth, and tapped his finger on Tian Wu's jaw, Unconscious Tian Wu actually swallowed the pill.

  At this moment, the Silver Armored Guard brought over the tools for treating the wound and the special wound medicine made by the Silver Armored Guard. Suzaku didn't let him in, but took the tray at the door and walked in.

   "Saint, let the subordinates come down."

  Ming Jing didn’t answer him. He picked up the tools on the tray and lowered his head to treat the wound on Tian Wu’s back. The wounds were dense and difficult to deal with. However, her expression was very serious, and her movements were skillful and natural.

   Suzaku looked from her hand to her side face.

  It was almost late at night, the lights in the room were colorful, and the girl's profile was quiet and gentle, which was the beauty of an amazing time.

   Suzaku unconsciously lost his mind.

   After dressing up, Ming Jing said lightly: "I need a guard by my side. After his injury is healed, let him come to my side."

   "It's Tianwu's fortune to have the saint's blue eyes."

  Ming Jing sensitively sensed that there was something wrong with Suzaku's voice, she turned her head subconsciously, Suzaku had already lowered her head, from Ming Jing's angle, she could only see the man's upright nose, and her whole person showed a kind of indifference.

   This indifferent temperament is even stronger now than in the past.

  Ming Jing didn't want to say much, he explained a few words about Tian Wu's injury, and then left the room.

   Suzaku stood where he was, looking at his open palm, there seemed to be a gentle fragrance still lingering in the air.

  (end of this chapter)