Offering Salted Fish To Master

His Majesty is getting older, and he doesn’t like staying in the court for a long time. He often takes his ministers to protect him and goes to the counties as private petitions. In fact, no one knows that his Majesty is just boring, so he will be enthusiastic, regardless of opposition from the court. The Voice of the Li Palace, this time I just left the Spring Festival and came to Liyang.

Wei Xianyu, the guardian of Liyang County, has been working for many years, and what he thinks is not obvious. These days, he has taken care of his Majesty and has fun. Today, the city is lively, and your Majesty wants to watch the dragon boat. He also made arrangements and specially prepared some beauties to sing and dance on the shore of the lake.

It's just that when I got to the place, I didn't see how much your Majesty was interested in the dragon boat, sitting on the side of the boat, playing with a piece of jade around his waist.

After seeing this sitting for most of the day, Wei Xianyu was a little unbearable standing here and waiting, sweaty behind his back and sore legs and feet. He was accustomed to being pampered, how could he stand this, so he had to tentatively open his mouth, thinking of persuading this majesty to go back to rest first, and he was so relaxed and relaxed.

The sixteen-year-old Majesty has a nice face, a pink face, black hair and black eyes, and a nice look. It's just that there is an inexplicable hostility on the face, there is always a kind of depression that can see through people's hearts when looking at people.

He didn't seem to hear what Wei Xianyu said, and his expression was calm, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty..." Wei Xianyu lived in Liyang for a long time and didn't get along with the rumored tyrant. Seeing that he ignored him, he couldn't help but try to persuade him.

The seated Sima Jiao suddenly fluttered his sleeves without warning. Without looking, he threw a cup of tea on Wei Xianyu's body on the table. The teacup smashed his forehead and dripped with his tea.

Wei Xianyu's eyes twitched, but he dared not say anything, lowered his head and concealed his expression.

At this moment, he saw Sima Jiao stand up and tore open the translucent embroidered brocade curtain hanging on the window sash, looking out, his eyes seemed to be looking for something.

The jade hooks and tassels that hung the curtains were all pulled off the ground by him, and the jade beads bounced on the ground and rolled into the coffee table on the side.

Not only Wei Xianyu, but also the several eunuchs who were serving his Majesty's side were surprised when they saw this.

One of them swallowed nervously and said softly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, but what are you looking for?"

Sima Jiao suddenly pressed the heart of his forehead, "Just now there was a woman sitting on the side of the road with a beautiful carriage, and went to find her for Gu."

...

"What? He is Hu Guo's Majesty now?"

Liao Tingyan was surprised at first, and then took it for granted. I thought this ancestor was like a tyrant, but now he deserves it.

But what should we do now? Did she **** Sima Jiao back to the Demon Realm directly, or approach him first, try to see if his memory has recovered, and then slowly tell him the past?

The black snake stayed in the demon realm to frighten his subordinates, but did not follow. Liao Tingyan was accompanied by only a Ruddy Conch and a group of Demon Generals.

Hongluo: "Of course I should take him back first. Now he is a mortal and he can't resist. You didn't just bring him back. You can do whatever you want. Also, let him practice again, even physically. The aptitude is not good, and with that ancestor’s understanding, he will definitely be able to cultivate a look."

Liao Tingyan listened, but did not speak for a long time.

She was in a daze.

In the courtyard where they temporarily settled, large clusters of gardenia grew, and the dark green leaves and white flowers happened to be outside the window. She looked at the flower outside the window for a while, and suddenly said, "No, just stay here. I won't bring him back to the Demon Realm, and don't want him to practice."

I want him to be an ordinary mortal.

Hongluo couldn't understand it, widened her eyes, and shouted: "Don't let him practice? For a mortal in just a few decades, is it possible that you really want to watch him pass these decades and then die like this? What do you do when?!"

Liao Tingyan wanted to say, I was also a mortal before, and I never thought that one day I would have a longer life. I actually didn’t want to live that long. It’s scary for a long time, but it’s just over ten years. She already felt very tired.

Mortals are good, and decades of life are enough.

Perhaps for Sima Jiao, being an ordinary person is his luckiest thing. He originally wanted to destroy his soul and soul, but she forcibly kept him down. If he had to pursue a long time, it seemed too greedy.

She didn't speak, but glanced at Russula. Hongluo knew that she would not change her mind. At this point of stubbornness, she might be very married to Sima Jiao.

Although Hongluo still can’t understand what she is thinking, she can’t persuade and can only point out the current problem, “Since you don’t want to take him away, then you have to stay here with him, but you have to use it. What identity should you approach him? What do you want to do next? Have you thought about it? You have been looking for him for so many years, it is not enough to secretly watch him."

That definitely won't work.

This is indeed a problem.

Liao Tingyan thought for a moment, "Otherwise, you see, I use magic to dream him a dream, and then fall into the dream." It's not often the kind of dreaming of a beautiful sister and then falling in love at first sight.

She remembered the Luoshen Fu again, used it temporarily, prepared to set a template that has been passed down through the ages, and said: "The scene in the dream is that he is playing by the water. Suddenly, she saw a fairy Lingbo standing by the river. Heaven and man."

After doing this several dreams, she was looking for a chance to reproduce this scene in reality. This is still very simple for her. The goddess is so high when she appears on the stage. If anything special appears in the future, she can directly explain it.

Awesome.

Liao Tingyan nodded in satisfaction, feeling that this operation was very mythical.

Hongluo: I don't think this is very reliable, sister, do you really want to play like this?

Liao Tingyan: This is a basic operation, what can be the problem?

The two discussed in detail for a while how to pretend to be a fairy descending to the earth, effectively fascinating a tyrant, and suddenly heard a demon general say outside: "The devil, there is a group of mortal soldiers outside."

What soldier? They just came here, and they didn't have time to do anything bad. How could they be called by the soldiers?

Could it be because they didn't have the permission to enter the city, or they hadn't made false identities, and the water meters were checked? But, are these mortals' national household registration management so strict?

After seeing the group of guards, Liao Tingyan felt even more daunted, because the person with the soldiers was a quiet little white face. He didn't come to investigate the black household, but sat with a smile. Liao Tingyan, the main seat, said: "My prince saw the girl by the river, and he was worried, so he made me wait to find the girl's trace, and I hope the girl will follow me to meet my prince."

Girl is Hu Guozhuan's name for unmarried young women, while Lang Jun calls him men.

Liao Tingyan: "..."

Understood, it turned out that I met a pervert on the street, and I was attracted by my appearance, so I made people come to the door and wanted to rob the female.

Can you encounter this kind of plot in your lifetime? To be honest, Liao Tingyan almost forgot that he was still a beauty.

Hongluo and the other demon commanders and demon repairers who acted as guards for the servants also looked at each other when they heard this. This...Liao Tingyan used to be the Taoist companion of Sima Jiao, the world’s largest demon king, and later became the demon master of the Demon Realm himself. Who dares to look at her, even if he does not dare to say it, he knows how to give birth to this Kind of thing.

Probably because it was so outrageous, Liao Tingyan didn't even feel anger, except for the tall group of people next to him, the fierce demon general with a fierce face, showing an offended and fierce look.

Where's the bastard, dare to covet their boss! cramp! Peel! Refining the soul!

Perhaps it was that they were aware of their injustice, the white-faced man with a proud posture before, now his legs trembled, and he was not consciously trembling when he spoke, "We lords are not ordinary people. If a girl is willing, we can get rich and wealthy... "

Liao Tingyan wanted to laugh, "Oh, how rich is it?"

The white-faced man straightened his waist slightly again: "My family's Langjun, whose surname is Sima, comes from Yancheng."

Yancheng is the capital of the king, and Sima is the national surname. There is only one person who can use this claim, that is, Sima Jiao, the king of Hu Guo.

Liao Tingyan: "..."

Who? Who are you telling me?

Liao Tingyan: "...Sima Jiao?"

The white-faced man's expression changed: "Bold, don't call the king's name directly!"

The Red Conch and the Demon Generals fell into silence, no one was angry this time, they all felt unreal.

Liao Tingyan: I really haven't had time to create a dream and create a character?

In the strange silence, Hongluo patted Liao Tingyan on the shoulder, and whispered: "Well, what, a thousand-mile marriage is tied together, cherish this fate?"

Liao Tingyan suddenly reacted: "!!!" Sima Jiao! He became one! See pretty women on the side of the road! It's going to be a **** that will be grabbed! It might not be the first time to be so skilled!

Damn you! Sima Jiao! you are dead!

Let me tell you, you are dying!

Liao Tingyan got on the carriage that came to pick up the people, and went silently all the way to the mansion where Wei Xianyu was guarded in Liyang County.

She wondered how to vent her anger when she saw Sima Jiao, slap his little white face, or kick him with a kick, or say a few words before starting...

When he really saw his familiar face again, Liao Tingyan felt that he could not move, so he could only look at him, and a lot of clueless emotions surged in his heart.

She thought of a poem.

There is no sadness in the world for a long time

It is not sad, but sad when you meet.

Thousands of words, without knowing where to say it for a while, Liao Tingyan looked at the man who was sitting indifferently, and tears instantly fell when he saw his eyes.

She wants to say, I’ve been looking for you for a long time, and I want to say, I often dream, but I rarely dream of you, I want to scold him, scold him harshly, and even want to hug this hard-to-find person in the past, but no matter it is She was scolded, and she couldn't get close, she could only watch him as if she had been set in place, tears streaming down her face.

Sima Jiao: "..."

He was sitting there, watching people crying with no expression, and then the jade lamp in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. He stood up, walked up to Liao Tingyan, and wiped her tears with his thumb rudely. why are you crying?"

He glanced irritably at the attendant who brought people nearby, "I asked you to find someone, but I didn't let you **** someone."

The servant was panicked by his glance, "Your Majesty, this girl really came voluntarily!"

Come voluntarily? Will those who come voluntarily cry like this dead husband?

Sima Jiao had a headache because of crying. He hesitated for a while, twisted the remaining tear marks on his fingers, felt that his headache was about to occur, and his eyebrows throbbed and hurt.

Liao Tingyan cried, found a place, and sat down with a small couple on the couch.

Sima Jiao pressed his eyebrows and prepared to explode: "..."

Why are you so skilled?