The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 226

It's just that when Zhu Xulin heard the question from his father, he couldn't help tensing up, and replied stiffly: "If it's true, so what?"

Emperor Amaterasu shook his head helplessly, "You, you, what did I say about you, but you yourself became angry."

After finishing speaking, the smile on his face disappeared, he nodded slightly to the servant in the corner, and said in a deep voice, "Bring her in."

she?
Who is that?
Zhu Xulin was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look outside the hall. When he saw the person coming, Zhu Xulin's pupils shrank.

This person is none other than Concubine Shu in the palace.

Concubine Shu was not favored by Emperor Tianzhao, but when he ascended the throne when he was young, the aristocratic family pressured him to accept Concubine Shu.

Although Emperor Tianzhao didn't like the aristocratic family, but within the deep palace walls, he was unwilling to vent his anger on Concubine Shu, who was frustrated on both sides between the imperial power and the aristocratic family.

Over the years, Concubine Shu has never been favored, but in terms of material conditions, she has never neglected anything.

The manifestation of Zhu Xulin's spiritual power this time is that she used her eyeliner to inquire about it, and designed it to spread.

It's just that she calculated everything, but she made a mistake.

That is Emperor Amaterasu's love for his son Zhu Xulin.

Even in this situation, he never thought of giving up Zhu Xulin.

After all... At his age, he can completely train another heir.

Emperor Amaterasu came down slowly from his high position, looked at Concubine Shu who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a firm tone, "You did the prince's affairs, right?"

Even though Concubine Shu was kneeling on the ground, in every move she made, she had the elegance of a noblewoman from a family, which was hard to describe in words.

She raised her fingertips lightly, and gently twisted the broken hair on her forehead to the back of her head.

Her tone was tepid, "Since your Majesty already knows, why bother to ask me again?"

Emperor Tianzhao's face was flat, and he did not have the fury that Zhu Xulin imagined, and he even roared out such words as "how can you betray me".

He stood a foot away from Concubine Shu, looking at the two of them alone, not only did they not have the tacit understanding of husband and wife sharing the same bed, but they felt a sense of alienation as if they respected each other as guests.

Concubine Shu noticed this and smiled lightly.

Emperor Tianzhao's eyes were a bit complicated: "You don't actually have to do that. Many years ago, the family pushed you into the palace gate, so you don't have to live under the shadow of the family anymore."

"Shadow? What is a shadow?"

Concubine Shu raised her head abruptly, and suddenly smiled, "Your Majesty thinks that my mother clan forced me to enter the palace?"

Maybe it was because she was dying, Concubine Shu suddenly didn't want to use that title - concubine.

She could only hear her continue, "I was born in my mother's family and grew up with the honor of my mother's family. I am a woman, but so what? I work for my mother's family. I can survive for dozens of years in this deep palace wall." Zai, I, Shu Rong, am I inferior to a man?"

Emperor Amaterasu wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Concubine Shu, "Your Majesty, you don't have to apologize to me, let alone feel sorry for me. You think I've spent my youth in vain, and I've grown old, but I don't have any love for you. For Your Majesty, Country is more important than beauty."

"For me, for women in the world, who can say that every woman needs a vigorous love between men and women?"

After speaking, she leaned back, revealing a slender and white neck, like a swan being slaughtered, elegant and desperate.

Emperor Amaterasu heard her say, "Sinner Shu Rong, I would like to apologize with death."

For a moment, Emperor Amaterasu suddenly lost the desire to speak.

He waved his hand, signaling the guards to take Shu Rong down.

Zhu Xulin looked at the direction she was leaving, his eyes met Shu Rong's.

The moment their eyes met, he seemed to see Shu Rong's gentle expression and smiled at him.

At this time, he seemed to have grown up a bit.

He suddenly discovered that his happiness... was actually based on the sacrifices of many people.

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Since the opening of the Canglan Realm, there has been an uproar in Beijing.

Anyone with information has received great news.

However, the protagonist of this big news is not Song Lanyi as everyone thinks.

It was... Zhu Xulin, who always seemed to be mediocre in talent.

Just because...Zhu Xulin awakened the black and white dragon soul, and has the image of a tyrant.

Such speeches are like sparks that start a prairie fire, from a few bits and pieces at the beginning to a prairie fire later.

It's just that for some unknown reason, suddenly on a certain day, these remarks suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It's as if someone ordered it.

Who ordered it?
Everyone knows it, but they dare not say it clearly.

In Wutong Academy.

A lively scene.

Song Lanyi was standing on the plum blossom stake, clapping time in his hands, squatting in horse stance, his figure was as tall and straight as a pine, he looked like a veteran in martial arts.

She yelled: "There are still ten seconds left. Ten, nine, eight... eight, eight... Who else is moving?"

Beads of sweat oozed from the foreheads of many girls, and even their backs were completely wet. The original loose robes were all worn into tight-fitting styles.

But no one laughed out loud.

They didn't have no complaints about Song Lanyi's harsh training method, but when they knew what this big competition represented, even if Song Lanyi let them train day and night, they were happy .

After counting to the last "one", Song Lanyi finally relaxed.

She tapped her toes lightly, as if she was walking on the snow to find plum blossoms, she was as comfortable and relaxed as she was walking on the plum blossom pile, explaining the main points of martial arts.

"Some people say that practicing martial arts is difficult. It requires not only hard work, but also grinding an iron rod into a needle. In contrast, reading may only require you to have talent and recite a few poems, and you can have extraordinary abilities."

Seeing that someone agrees, Song Lanyi couldn't help laughing and said, "But who has thought that when a crisis suddenly comes to you, your first reaction is to read a few poems first, or to subconsciously wave A punch?"

Zhou Xi couldn't help but secretly nodded when he heard this.

I heard Song Lanyi continue to say:
"It's said that you can't chew too much, but there is also a saying that you can't overwhelm yourself with too many skills. I hope everyone can grasp the scale of this."

After finishing speaking, Song Lanyi jumped off the plum blossom pile lightly, showing no signs of the actual combat and horse stance that had been practiced for an hour.

Just at this time, outside Wutong Academy, two distinguished guests arrived quietly...

　Today's three changes are completed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)