Chapter 226 Distinguished Guests Arrive (3)

However, when Zhu Xulin heard the question from his father, he couldn't help but tighten his body and replied stiffly: "If it is true, so what?"

Amaterasu shook his head helplessly, "You, you, you, what did I say to you, but you got angry yourself."

After saying that, the smile on his face faded, he nodded slightly to the waiter in the corner, and said in a deep voice, "Bring her in."

she?

Who is that?

Zhu Xulin was a little confused and turned to look outside the palace. 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 Amaterasu, but when he ascended the throne at a young age, the aristocratic family put pressure on him to accept Concubine Shu.

Although Emperor Amaterasu had no favorable impression of the aristocratic family, he was unwilling to vent his anger on Concubine Shu, who was frustrated on both sides between the imperial power and the aristocratic family, deep within the palace walls.

Over the years, Concubine Shu has not been favored, but she has never neglected anything in terms of material conditions.

This time, Zhu Xulin's mental power manifested itself, which she found out through her eyes and designed to spread it.

It's just that she calculated everything except one thing.

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

Even under such circumstances, he never thought of giving up on Zhu Xulin.

After all... at his age, he can definitely train another heir.

Emperor Amaterasu slowly walked down from his high position, looked at Concubine Shu who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a determined tone, "You did what happened to the prince, right?"

Even when Concubine Shu was kneeling on the ground, every move she made had the elegance of a noble lady from aristocratic family, which is difficult to describe in words.

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

Her tone was lukewarm, "Since Your Majesty already knows, why bother asking me again?"

Emperor Amaterasu's face was calm, not as furious as Zhu Xulin imagined, and he even roared out the words "How could you betray me?"

He stood a foot away from Concubine Shu and looked at the two of them alone. Instead of having the tacit understanding of a couple sharing the same bed, he felt a sense of alienation, as if they were treating each other as guests.

Concubine Shu noticed this and smiled softly.

Emperor Amaterasu's eyes were a little complicated: "You actually don't have to do that. Many years ago, the noble family pushed you into the palace, so you no longer have to live in the shadow of the noble family."

"Shadow? What is a shadow?"

Concubine Shu suddenly raised her head and smiled suddenly, "Your Majesty, you think it was my mother's clan that forced me to enter the palace?"

Perhaps when she was dying, Concubine Shu suddenly didn't want to use that title - concubine.

I could only hear her continue, "I was born in my mother's clan and grew up adhering to the glory of my mother's clan. I am a woman, but so what? I work for my mother's clan and can survive for dozens of years in this deep palace wall.

Zai, I, Shu Rong, am not as good as a man?"

Emperor Amaterasu wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Concubine Shu, "Your Majesty, there is no need to apologize to me, let alone feel sorry for me, thinking that I have wasted my time and am getting old without any love. For Your Majesty,

Country is more important than beauty."

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

After saying this, she tilted her back, revealing a long and white neck, like a swan being slaughtered, elegant and desperate.

Emperor Amaterasu heard her say, "The sinner Shu Rong is willing to die to apologize."

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

He waved his hand and signaled the guards to take Shu Rong down.

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

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

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

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, Beijing has become extremely noisy.

Anyone who is well-informed has received great news.

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

But... Zhu Xulin, who always seemed to have mediocre talent.

Just because...Zhu Xulin awakened the black and white dragon soul and looked like a tyrant.

Such remarks are like sparks that start a prairie fire, starting from a few specks and then spreading like wildfire.

But later on, for some unknown reason, these remarks suddenly disappeared without a trace one day.

It was as if someone had given instructions.

Who gave the order?

Everyone knows it, but they dare not say it openly.

In Wutong Academy.

A lively scene.

Song Lanyi stood on the plum blossom pile, playing the racquet in her hand, squatting on a horse stance with her feet, and her posture was as straight as a pine tree. At first glance, she was a veteran in martial arts.

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

Many girls had big beads of sweat on their foreheads, and even their backs were wet. Their originally loose robes were now worn in tight-fitting styles.

But no one laughed out loud.

They were not without complaints about Song Lanyi's harsh training method, but once they knew what this competition represented, they were still willing to do it even if Song Lanyi kept them training day and night.

.

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

She tiptoed lightly, as comfortable and relaxed as walking through the snow to look for plum blossoms. She walked on the plum blossom piles and talked about the key points of martial arts.

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

Seeing someone below agreeing, Song Lanyi couldn't help but smile and said, "But who has ever thought that when a crisis suddenly comes to you, your first reaction is to recite a poem with a few digits first, or to subconsciously wave...

Punch?"

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

Just listen to Song Lanyi continue to say:

"They say you can't bite off more than you can chew, but there is also a saying that it's better to have more skills than you can chew. I hope everyone can grasp the measure of this."

After saying that, Song Lanyi jumped down from the plum blossom pile nimbly, showing no signs of the actual sparring and horse steps she had practiced for an hour.

It happened that at this moment, two distinguished guests quietly arrived outside Wutong Academy...

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