"What else do you know about this law?"
Yang Dong continued to ask in a deep voice. He at least wanted to know what kind of people he was facing.
Because these people are likely to become their future enemies.
When Zhao Xiangling heard this question, she didn't show any doubts on her face.
She pondered for a moment and continued:
"I remember Master once said that a dynasty can last up to three hundred years, and there is no such thing as destiny."
"Do you think there is some connection between the jade rules and the 'law'?"
Yang Dong pondered for a moment and shook his head gently.
"It has no beginning and no end. It's hard to tell."
At this moment, outside the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the low voice of the protector came out.
"Lord Saint, Lord Yang Mianshou, there are people coming from Shangqing Palace. Do you want to..."
"Let him go to the side hall."
Yang Dong gave a faint instruction and stood up to straighten his clothes.
Seeing Zhao Xiangling still lying on the bed, she said angrily:
"Why, the majestic Saint of the Green Lotus Sect, is it possible that you are waiting for me to dress you?"
"I like it very much."
Zhao Xiangling smiled charmingly, with a seductive look in her almond-shaped eyes.
"Okay, then the leader will change your clothes for you."
Yang Dong said with a smirk on his face. Just as he was about to extend his big hand, he saw Zhao Xiangling curled up in the bed like a frightened deer, with only her head exposed.
"You...get out of the way!"
"I changed my mind and I don't need you to change my clothes anymore. Just go away!"
"Um...okay."
Yang Dong nodded and put his bellyband into his cuffs with his backhand.
This wave of operations shocked Zhao Xiangling.
"Hey! What are you doing with this saint's underwear? Why don't you put it down quickly!"
"Um?"
Yang Dong turned around slightly confused, stared at Zhao Xiangling and asked:
"Didn't you personally give this little bellyband to me just now? Have you forgotten?"
"Besides, I haven't fully understood the content above. How can I return it to you now?"
After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Just a second before he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly turned around, stared at Zhao Xiangling and said with a smile:
"Oh, by the way! Your Majesty has sent a young eunuch. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better get dressed quickly and let me take you back to Kangning Palace."
"You bastard!"
Zhao Xiangling bit her silver teeth, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes.
She originally thought that Yang Dong had fallen into her own plan and would be like a puppet on strings, obeying her words from now on.
But she was wrong, not only wrong, but also completely wrong.
Xiaodongzi, this bastard, not only relied on his cultivation as a great martial artist, he also did something to himself.
Now he even uses the name of the leader to pressure himself.
If he had known this, this saint should not have told him about the leader.
Zhao Xiangling cursed in her heart for a while, but her hands were not idle, and she quickly put on her clothes neatly.
However, this was her first time experiencing a vacuum, and she always had a faint blush on her cheeks.
House of Internal Affairs, side hall,
When the little eunuch saw Yang Dong, he couldn't help but breathed a deep sigh of relief.
"Manager Yang, you scared me to death!"
"You don't know something. Your Majesty heard that Concubine Xiang wanted to cause trouble for you, so he immediately sent the villain over."
"Your Majesty's favor for you is truly enviable!"
Hearing this, Yang Dong immediately smiled and helped the little eunuch up, and then stuffed a few pieces of silver into his hand.
"Does your Majesty have any other wishes?"
The smile on the face of the little eunuch who received the money became even stronger.
He thought for a while and then said:
"His Majesty didn't say anything, but he imposed a grounding order on Concubine Xiang. Manager Yang, you are truly a saint!"
"That's it!"
Yang Dong nodded slightly and patted the young eunuch on the shoulder.
"Okay, I understand. Work hard and you will have a bright future."
Hearing this, the little eunuch trembled suddenly.
Without saying a word, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yang Dong.
"Mr. Yang, I will never give you up! From now on, your servant Lu Xiaoer will be yours. If you go to the Mountain of Swords and the Sea of Fire, no one dares to disobey!"
Hearing this, Yang Dong felt a little dizzy.
I just gave a few compliments casually, is that all that matters?
But he soon realized that "promising" in Dazhou did not mean "promising" in later generations.
In Dazhou, saying you have a future means that they want to promote you.
It's no wonder that Lu Xiaoer was so anxious to show his loyalty to him.
After silently gathering his thoughts, Yang Dong immediately bent down and gently lifted Lu Xiaoer up.
"Is that so, Lu Xiaoer? You should get up first."
"From now on, serve His Majesty well. The benefits will definitely come to you, do you understand?"
When Lu Xiaoer heard this, the smile on his face became brighter.
"I understand, I understand! Don't worry, Manager Yang. From now on, I will do my duty and serve His Majesty well."
"Okay, if you have nothing to do, just go back!"
…
After sending away the young eunuch who came to the Qing Palace,
Yang Dong followed Concubine Xiang back to Kangning Palace on the pretext of escorting Concubine Xiang back to the palace.
At the beginning, he followed the carriage obediently.
After leaving the territory of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Yang Dong gradually became bolder.
He saw no one else around except the people from the Qinglian Sect. He climbed in directly through the narrow window on the carriage.
Such a scene immediately made many servants of Kunning Palace stunned.
But they soon felt relieved again.
After all, Mr. Yang is the face of the Holy Lady. It makes sense to ride in the same carriage, right?
On the carriage,
Zhao Xiangling was startled by Yang Dong who suddenly appeared.
She subconsciously leaned back, curled up, and hid in a corner, completely losing her usual madness.
"Master Cult Master, why...how did you come up?"
"I miss you!"
Yang Dong smiled and sat next to Zhao Xiangling.
At the same time, he stretched out his arms and took Zhao Xiangling into his arms.
He greedily sniffed the faint scent of camellia in her hair, suddenly brought his cheek close to her, and whispered in her ear:
"Xiang Fei, how does it feel to be in a vacuum?"
"vacuum?"
Zhao Xiangling was stunned at first, and then saw Yang Dong's malicious smile.
She blushed and immediately understood the meaning of Yang Dong's words.
But soon, she seemed to think of something, and a charming smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Xiao Dongzi, are you in a vacuum?"
As she spoke, she held her jade hand behind her back and grabbed Yang Dong's handle.
"Xiao Dongzi, do you want to try it on the carriage?"
? ? ?
Yang Dong's expression was startled. He originally just wanted to tease Zhao Xiangling.
Didn't expect that the other party would actually play it real?
Without waiting for his reaction, Zhao Xiangling untied her dress and leaned down her delicate body.
"Master Cult Leader, I feel a little swollen and it's unbearable~"
Some people died, but not completely...
