Chapter 77
Watching the imperial guards being thrown out, Zhao An felt panic in his heart!
How did this little girl have such rights?
Could it be that she is really someone important to His Royal Highness Northern Night King?
No, he doesn't believe it!
If that was the case, not only would his daughter have been beaten for nothing, but he might also lose his official position!

Just when Zhao An was flustered, a follower exclaimed from the door: "My lord, my lord! His Royal Highness Bei Ye Wang is back!"

Zhao An's heart twitched violently, he walked out of the hall quickly, and saw that elegant, lazy and noble man walking in casually.

He is still dressed in white clothes, with loose black hair, handsome face, a pair of evil and deep black eyes, which seem to contain a touch of extremely cold emotion, the corners of his lips curled up in a stunning arc, and he walked into the hall unhurriedly .

Zhao An knelt down to participate in the ceremony: "Zhao An, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, has met His Royal Highness King Beiye."

Bei Yejun raised the corners of his lips lazily, and glanced at Zhao An. That look was so lonely and cold that Zhao An shivered abruptly.

"North...Beiye..." Zhao An's uneasiness grew stronger and he stuttered.

"It turns out that Lord Shi Lang also knows that I am the King of the North Night." Bei Yejun let out a low laugh, which was as seductive as a cello, and his slightly raised voice made people's breath tight, "Let the imperial guards surround my house, sir Can you bear the responsibility?"

"No, no, no, His Royal Highness, King Bei Ye, someone broke into the Wuling Palace privately, and I want to arrest her..." Zhao An quickly explained, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"A trespasser?" Bei Yejun looked at him indifferently, raised his eyebrows, and the extreme danger rushed towards his face, "Isn't he talking about you, Mr. Minister?"

"I..." Zhao An wanted to cry, but he thought Bei Yejun was in the mansion, so he brought a group of beauties into the mansion, and Bei Yejun should forgive him for trespassing.

But Lord Bei Ye is not here!
Moreover, the fact that he sent troops to surround the Wuling Prince's Mansion angered Lord Bei Ye!
"His Royal Highness Bei Ye Wang." A gentle voice sounded like water. With a beautiful smile on the corner of Zhou Ling's mouth, he gently lifted the hem of his skirt and moved lightly, "Your Highness, don't blame the servant, there are indeed people We don't know her identity for trespassing into the palace, and she has someone injured the servant's daughter, so the lord sent someone to arrest her."

Zhou Ling spoke plausibly, her voice was melodious like a warbler's cry, she looked at Bei Yejun shyly, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up, and her daughter's beauty overflowed.

She imagined that Bei Yejun would fall in love with her at first sight, and then dote on her in every possible way.

Make her the happiest woman in Daqin.

Comparing her to Zhou Ling, she is no worse than Li Yunqing in any case.

Who knew that before Bei Yejun's eyes could reach her, he was snatched away by another person.

"Okay, Bei Yejun, you just came back now, do you know how boring I am alone in the mansion!"

There was a bluffing sound, and Miao Xiaobai ran out angrily, but threw himself into Bei Yejun's arms.

The little furry head rubbed against him, and the soft voice was full of resentment: "I miss you so much."

One sentence melted Bei Yejun's heart, he gently stroked her hair, his black eyes were full of tenderness, and his deep and seductive voice was full of affection: "Little idiot, this time I'm not leaving."

"Hmph." Miao Xiaobai snorted proudly as she buried herself in Bei Yejun's arms.

Bei Yejun laughed, and reached out to hug her up.

Zhou Ling's smile froze at the corners of his mouth for a moment, his eyes widened incredulously, and his lips trembled before he could say a word: "This..."

Zhao An fell to the ground as if facing a catastrophe.

Just now, Bei Yejun's attack has made it very clear that even if Miao Xiaobai is not his wife, she is still very important to him!
Zhao An also regarded her as a thief who broke into the palace!

well!Zhao An wiped off his cold sweat decadently, feeling that his official career would be ruined here!

Bei Yejun held Miao Xiaobai in his arms, teased him a bit, squinted his eyes and smiled softly: "Is she what Mr. Zhao called a trespasser?"

That voice was full of indifference, cold and clear.

Mr. Zhao was shaking like a sieve, and he stumbled and said, "Yes... it's this... little girl who said that she is the wife of His Royal Highness King Bei Ye, this... I can't believe it no matter what, please learn from me, Your Highness." !"

"Yes, yes." Zhou Ling echoed, barely maintaining a smile on his face, seeing Miao Xiaobai in Bei Yejun's arms, he wanted to detain her!
"Oh?" Bei Yejun smiled lazily, carelessly rubbed Miao Xiaobai's hair, and said with a bit of cold indifference in his tone, "She is the king's wife, do you have any opinions? ?”

boom--

Bei Yejun's words stunned everyone present.

Such a small doll is actually the wife of the Northern Night King?

Even though this little doll is pretty, she only looks eight or nine years old?
Could it be that the Northern Night King is a pedophile? !

Zhao An almost couldn't breathe, clutching his chest to catch his breath.

What evil did he do!
He came to the Wuling Prince's Mansion with a happy face, thinking that he could please the Northern Night King with a hundred beauties, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by such a little girl!

and many more!

Hundreds of beauties.

Zhao An suddenly grasped the hope, raised his head and said, "His Royal Highness Bei Yewang, I am sending you a hundred Jiangnan beauties by order of Master Su."

Lord Su?
Is there a second Mr. Su in Daqin who is so good at making troubles?

Zhao An thought that Bei Yejun could calm down when he saw the hundred beauties.

After all, what can this little doll look like? Those beauties with protruding fronts and backs are called beautiful and delicious.

Who knew that Bei Yejun's black pupils suddenly flashed a trace of extreme coldness, he squinted his eyes with a half-smile, and glanced at Zhao An, his eyes were so cold that Zhao An couldn't breathe.

His heart was pounding, could it be that His Royal Highness Northern Night King really doesn't like beauties?
But Mr. Su clearly said categorically that he could win Northern Night King with these beauties?
Bei Yejun curled up his thin lips lazily and coldly, and the words were obviously light and airy, but they made people breathless: "Since these beauties are so beautiful, why didn't Mr. Zhao accept them all?"

"This..." Zhao An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said tremblingly, "The servants have reached this age, what kind of concubines do they still have..."

Zhou Ling was dumbfounded when he saw all this, she never thought that this little girl's movie was really Bei Yejun's favorite.

She has lost so much face, how can she please him?
At this time, all the beauties from Jiangnan came out and knelt down in front of Bei Yejun.

"Minister, see His Royal Highness Northern Night King."

A few bold beauties raised their heads, and when they saw Bei Yejun, they blushed with embarrassment, and their hearts jumped wildly.

It is said that His Royal Highness Bei Ye Wang is the most beautiful man in the world, and his son is unparalleled in the world, this sight really lives up to his reputation.

They are all willing to be his dancers!
Not to mention that some of them may become side concubines, concubines!
These are all their dreams!
Who knew that Bei Yejun glanced impatiently, and dropped a cold sentence: "Get out, or I'll let someone throw you out."

After finishing speaking, he walked into the hall with Miao Xiaobai in his arms.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Beiye, you are too unsympathetic, how can you throw such a beautiful woman out." Miao Xiaobai commented while watching the commotion without thinking it was a big deal.

"You still have the nerve to say, if it wasn't for you, they would have been thrown out by the shadows long ago." Bei Yejun chuckled lightly, with a trace of displeasure.

"Uh..." Miao Xiaobai, who knew he had done something wrong, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and smiled, "It's the shadow who said that they are here to serve you. I think you will like it."

Hearing this, Bei Yejun glanced around coldly, and raised his thin lips with a smile that was not a smile: "Oh yeah, I didn't even know they were so good at explaining."

shadow:"????!"

All the shadows trembled, no, Grandpa!

Don't care about our business!
We usually don't talk because of this little guy...

Besides, how can they explain it?

Facing a little doll, I can only explain it this way, woo woo woo...

"His Royal Highness Northern Night King, please stay."

A beautiful female voice came from outside the hall, and Wu Ling walked in slowly.

Bei Yejun frowned in displeasure, but Wuling said slowly: "Your Highness, the girl didn't come here for a hundred beauties, she just wanted to ask His Highness one thing, Master Li Yunqing, the emperor, really... fell Yet?"

Miao Xiaobai was slightly taken aback.

"No, she's still there, recuperating in the palace." Bei Yejun smiled lazily and said lightly.

"Really!" Wu Ling's eyes lit up with hope, she smiled and fell to her knees excitedly, "Thank you, Your Highness Bei Ye Wang."

Bei Yejun walked in with Miao Xiaobai in his arms, and gradually disappeared.

Miao Xiaobai blinked his big eyes: "Is there still a chance for me to restore my memory, my body?"

"Of course." Bei Yejun gently rubbed her hair, his black eyes were full of tenderness, "I'll take you to meet someone."

"En." Miao Xiaobai nestled obediently in Bei Yejun's arms, allowing him to lead her through the hall and towards the back mountain.

And in front of the main hall.

Wuling walked back, and saw the beauties approaching: "Aunt Wuling, we don't want to go, you tell His Royal Highness Bei Yewang, we are willing to stay in Wuling Palace as maids!"

"Yes, yes, we have worked so hard to come to the imperial capital, and we will never go back!"

Wu Ling pursed her lips and looked at these people. In fact, she didn't want to go back to Jiangnan just like this, but she felt that the Northern Night King might never accept these people in her whole life.

How can they get their hands on such a person standing in the clouds.

while they were thinking.

"Swipe brush-"

A few shadows fell to the ground very quickly, picked up Zhao An's subordinates and threw them out!

"Ahhh!"

The guards who were thrown to the ground could only open their mouths and cry out in pain.

This frightened Zhao An, he scrambled and walked out: "I, I, I, I will go by myself! I will go by myself!"

The beauties are also scared, if this is thrown out, it will be good if you break your face!
Just like that, a group of people rushed out of Wuling Palace.

The palace was quiet again, only the scent of rouge remained.

(End of this chapter)

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