Chapter 77

Qiushui is the god jade as the bone, just like the fairy Lingbo entering the mortal world.

The woman who slowly stepped out of the car was the most beautiful woman Wu Qi had ever seen after arriving in this world. Even the barbarian girl in the depths of Mount Meng who blended with the spirit snake of Tianshui is not as thrillingly beautiful as the girl in front of her, so beautiful that she is 'terrible'.

If there is trouble in the world, then it is the girl in front of me, right? Wu Qi was not surprised that he used the word 'tragedy' to describe her. If she hadn't come from a noble family and was protected by palace guards, Wu Qi had no doubt that such an overpowering beauty would only bring her and the people around her a 'terrible' tragic fate.

The girl's stature is not high, about 1.75 meters, which can only be regarded as medium height in this world. But her figure is perfect to the point of impeccable, graceful and graceful, soft and beautiful, every move seems to affect the surrounding environment. There was a soft light emanating from her body, and when she stepped out of the car, the air around her was brightened.

The breeze blows, and a refreshing fragrance blows to the face. Wu Qi smelled it clearly, it wasn't incense, nor the spices worn in other sachets, but the girl's body fragrance. Two or three zhang away from Wu Qi, one could smell the natural body fragrance that seemed to be condensed with the essence of hundreds of flowers, Wu Qi's heart suddenly shrank, and he could only scream wildly in his heart, this is a woman like a monster.

The girl has long black and shiny hair, tied in a three-girl bun on her head, dotted with a few delicate bead flowers, revealing a few traces of the unique playfulness of a young girl in her luxury. The exquisite and impeccable pretty face, the rosy lips turned aside in disdain, three points of mischievousness in the nobility, six points of savagery, and the last point, it actually gives people a barbaric feeling.

A green and black luxurious palace skirt wrapped the girl's slender and soft body, making her exquisite and slim figure extraordinarily charming. The style of palace skirts in the Great Yan Dynasty was conservative and traditional. Generally speaking, even women's necks would be tightly wrapped. And this girl's palace skirt is obviously a special style, not only the slender and white neck is completely exposed, even the chest is in the style of the Tang Dynasty lady's long skirt, revealing a large area of ​​white, tender and flawless skin and tender flesh.

A naughty, savage and rebellious royal girl who was born noble and pampered in every possible way. Wu Qi saw through the inner nature of this girl at a glance.

Yan Bugui and the subordinates of the Xunfeng Division bowed down to the girl one after another: "I have seen Princess Zhangle." Yan Bugui, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head slightly, and grabbed the hem of Lu Chengfeng and Wuqi's clothes with both hands. Twitching, motioning them to kneel down and salute.

Princess Zhang Le, the eldest son of Emperor Yan Yandan's first line, the youngest daughter of Lord Yan Qi. Eighteen years ago, Lord Yan Qi, who practiced in secluded cultivation, had a breakthrough, the Golden Elixir Mahayana, and entered the realm of the pinnacle of immortality. Jun Yan Qi was overjoyed and threw a banquet to celebrate wildly. After getting drunk, he forcibly pampered the barbarian beauty presented by a certain vassal state.

Human immortals in the Jindan Mahayana realm have a stable essence and do not lose their energy easily, but Lord Yan Qi was too excited that night, and he acted after being drunk, and accidentally made the savage girl conceive in secret. After three years of conception, the barbarian beauty gave birth to a baby, who is now Princess Zhang Le. And that barbarian girl also consumed too much essence during the three-year long pregnancy, and died of exhaustion of essence and blood after giving birth to Zhang Le.

The barbarian beauty who can be presented to the crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty by the feudal states is a peerless beauty that is rarely seen among millions of people. Princess Zhang Le has inherited her mother's peerless appearance, and she has become more and more blue and better than blue. She is known as Dayan's number one beauty.

Lord Yan Qi lost his vitality in the realm of Jindan Mahayana again, and only then did Princess Zhangle come into being. Even a sliver of vitality is not trivial for a human being in the Jindan Mahayana realm. Princess Zhang Le was born with this ray of energy. She was born with a hundred meridians, and possessed the innate cultivation of the realm of breathing. She is even a rare genius in cultivation. The whole body is incomparably good.

Such an appearance, such a natural endowment, and being the granddaughter of Yanhuang Yandan's direct relative,

As soon as Princess Zhang Le was born, Yan Dan personally bestowed a hundred cities as her food city. Afterwards, her birthday was added every year, and six months ago, when Princess Zhang Le was fifteen years old, she had already accumulated three counties, and it was the richest and most densely populated three counties in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Not to mention anything else, the elite army in these three counties alone has 150 battalions with a total of 75,000 people. Moreover, these three counties are close to Jidu, and the elite of the three armies are all cavalry. Princess Zhang Le ordered 75,000 elite soldiers to arrive at Jidu at any time.

Three years ago, there was an unsightly son of a noble family who blocked the road to adjust the interest of Princess Zhang Le. As a result, Princess Zhang Le directly dispatched 30,000 troops to rush into Jidu to wash all the family's foundations in Jidu, more than 3,000 People were beheaded in the street. Afterwards, the punishment Princess Zhang Le received was nothing more than a three-day confinement, and Yan Dan personally issued an order to fine her half a month's tax income from the fief.

Since then, Princess Zhang Le has become a devil incarnate that no one in Jidu dares to mess with. Even the eight governors and governors of the Prime Minister of the Great Yan Dynasty, none of them dared to offend her. Even the title of Princess Zhangle is because she fell in love with the Zhangle Palace where Yandan used to retreat, and after forcibly snatching the Zhangle Garden, which covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, from Yandan, Yandan had no choice but to give it to her name.

Dayan was founded more than 2,000 years ago, and Yandan lived in seclusion in Zhangleyuan for more than 1,700 years. Every plant and tree there was planted and cared for by Yandan himself. But Princess Zhang Le only took Yan Dan three days of hard work, and took Zhang Le Garden as her own, which shows her status in Yan Dan's heart and how much she is loved.

Who can provoke such a person? Who dares to provoke?

Yan Bugui sent the voice transmission to Lu Chengfeng and Wu Qi in the most concise words, lest they would disrespect Princess Zhang Le and cause trouble.

Hearing about Princess Zhang Le's background and her turbulent weather in Jidu, Lu Chengfeng instinctively felt dizzy in his head and didn't react for a long time. How did he provoke such an unbearable disaster?

Princess Zhang Le is Yan Dan's favorite, the granddaughter of her direct relatives. And he, Lu Chengfeng, is just a descendant of the ninth sect of the Yan family established by the ninth son of Yan Dan's concubine. Although he has returned home with a drop of blood, his origin is, after all, an illegitimate son who is not very nice to say. No matter in terms of intimacy or seniority, he and Princess Zhang Le are too far apart, and there is no comparison at all.

Following Yan Bugui's tugging momentum, he knelt down on the ground, and Lu Chengfeng saluted feebly: "Da Yan Zuo Guozheng, Lord Yan Le Chengfeng has seen the princess."

Princess Zhang Le held her head high, and snorted coldly: "Yan Buzhi is still a good person. He wandered around the world and brought many interesting and novel things to this Palace from various countries, so this Palace still remembers him. Good. But you are not a good person. On the first day you entered the city, you killed my friend Tuoba Qingye in front of my palace, and killed so many guards of my palace. I want to settle this account with you Make it clear."

With her head held high, with the support of two maids, she slowly walked up the steps of Yan Le Gongfu. Princess Zhang Le said coldly: "I don't show up, you spend five million gold, and you can barely make me angry. Get rid of this point. But since you asked Ben Gong to get out of the car, it's just five million gold, can you send those untouchables and beggars?"

Surrounded by a large group of palace guards, Princess Zhang Le went straight to the reception hall of Duke Yan Le's mansion, without being greeted by anyone, she just sat down on the central seat. Looking up and down at the pale-faced Lu Chengfeng, Princess Zhang Le said softly: "I am not unreasonable, you killed Tuoba Qingye and so many guards of my palace, and you took out five thousand Wan Jin, let’s forget about this matter!”

Fifty million gold? Lu Chengfeng's face suddenly turned pale, and Yan Fu's face turned dark, rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.

Fifty million gold, this is the total tax revenue of the most powerful vassal states of the Great Yan Dynasty for a year. Lu Chengfeng is required to take out 50 million gold now, unless he immediately sells all the properties in the fiefdoms of his two counties, such as iron mountains, gold mines, copper mines and other mines, and all the shops together with the shops. Sell ​​all the business personnel in packages, and sell all the fields, forests, pastures, mansions, etc., maybe you can get together such a sum of money!

Yan Bugui was even more dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Princess Zhang Le and asked an extremely stupid question: "Your Highness Zhang Le, do you know how much fifty million gold is worth?"

After a faint glance at Yan Bugui, Princess Zhang Le smiled lightly: "I really don't know how much 50 million gold is worth. But I think thirty slaps are worth it. Slap yourself, slap thirty, I don't care." Your offense."

Yan Bugui gulped down a mouthful of spit, tremblingly raised his hand, about to slap him in the face.

Wu Qi's eyes turned cold, and he thought of Yan Bugui's decisive killing in the Mengshan forest, and the figure of him rushing into the bloody battle among thousands of barbarians. Such a good man actually wants to slap himself because of a word from such a fifteen-year-old girl?

A wave of evil fire rushed straight from his heart to his forehead, and Wu Qi suddenly burst out laughing.

Princess Zhang Le looked at Wu Qi coldly, she nodded slowly and said, "It was you who killed my palace guards and injured my ghosts. Your name is Wu Qi, right? At the gate of the mansion just now, you didn't tell me I kneel down and salute, now you kneel down and kowtow three hundred times, I won't let anyone beat you!"

Wu Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly. His smile was filled with a dangerous aura, more than a dozen palace guards moved forward almost instinctively, blocking between Wu Qi and Princess Zhang Le.

Princess Zhang Le looked at Wu Qi curiously: "What are you laughing at? Could it be that you still want to attack and kill Bengong?"

Wu Qi took a deep breath, his tone suddenly became extremely soft and sweet, full of an ambiguous, pink charm. This kind of tone was often heard from Le Xiaobai when he was forced by dozens of beauties in the red light district of the Netherlands.

"His Royal Highness, who is as beautiful as the sky and stars, can you listen to the words of a humble human being from the heart?"

Princess Zhang Le was obviously stunned, she blinked quickly, and asked a little blankly: "What did you say?"

Wu Qi smiled softly, like a spring breeze blowing a dog's tail flower. He was extremely gentle, extremely gentle, and said with a smile full of tenderness: "Actually, what I want to say is that your beauty should not appear in this world. But you are here. The gift of all human beings in this world. Your smile, your every move, even your soft voice, are all so charming!"

The gentle love words, like a trickle, slowly dripped into Princess Zhang Le's immature heart.

God is sorry, Princess Zhang Le is fifteen years old, who in the Great Yan Dynasty would dare to speak to her like this? Wu Qi was able to retell eleven thousand classic love quotes about picking up girls from Le Xiaobai's soul fragments one by one, and Princess Zhang Le was obsessed.

Fallen!

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After reading this chapter by myself, the only feeling I have is that people are shameless and invincible, and the pig doesn't even know how he wrote this chapter.

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