[Douluo] Xiaoqingmei at the opposite door

It was just dawn, and outside a courtyard in the center of Yuaozong, two women had already left their room and walked towards the center of the courtyard.

The Zongmen Center of Yuao Sect was established in a mountain range adjacent to Xingluo Dasenli. During the midsummer, the heat was gradually receding, and the cool wind was blowing, and there were rustling sounds all over the mountains and fields.

Beside the sparkling lake, there are three three-storey small attics. The building is dominated by moon white, and the doors and windows are carved with white jade. The decoration is extremely luxurious from the inside to the outside, and it is full of nobility in the dawn light.

Although the Yu Ao Sect is not as famous as the Seven Great Sects, it is quite rich. In terms of financial resources, it is recognized as one of the best among the sects.

This point is fully reflected in the buildings of the Zongmen Center, and the residences of the three girls of the Nangong family are particularly valued. When the attic broke ground, their grandfathers threw money into it without hesitation, saying that it was with gold. It is not an exaggeration to pile up silver treasures.

The architectural styles of the small attics are similar, but not the same, leisurely and elegant, and harmoniously intertwined. The small building in the middle is Shui Ruo's residence, and the other two belong to her two older sisters.

The two women who entered the courtyard were the maids of Nangong Xiliu and Nangong Sixue, and Shui Ruo was rarely in the sect, and was always used to being unrestrained, so she rejected the maids prepared by her brothers.

Shui Ruo's bedroom is on the second floor, with a huge transparent floor-to-ceiling window. As the day just dawned, the pure white curtains woven with velvet still separated the inside and the outside.

At this moment, Little Bear was sleeping dimly in his quilt with his round ears drooping.

After a while, the curtains were pulled open with a clang, and the morning sun lazily shone on the red sleeping face. After a while, the sleeping bear finally had a reaction, barely opened his eyelids to take a look, turned slowly, and went to bed Deep arched.

It's a pity that I haven't wrapped myself up smoothly, and the quilt was lifted again.

"Ah Ruo, get up," Nangong Xiliu, who got up early, stroked the little bear's hair, gently waking him up.

But Little Bear has always been difficult to coax her to sleep. Although she is not very angry when she wakes up, it is extremely difficult to wake her up, even if there is a thunderstorm, don't want her to get up.

Comfortably rubbing his head, Xiao Xiong hugged Nangong Xiliu softly, closed his eyes and said softly, "Sister, I want to sleep."

"Wake up, okay?" Nangong Xiliu patiently caressed the little bear, "The elders want to see you."

"No," Little Bear's voice muffled from under the quilt, "They're picking on me."

"But they are the ones who suffer in the end," Nangong Xiliu joked, "Get up and go see who the elder is today."

"Don't—" The little head that refused to reason was buried tightly, "I don't want to talk to Old Antique."

Nangong Xiliu laughed, gently rubbed the little plush in her arms, and thought seriously about what method she should use to lure her sister to get up today.

Squeezing my sister's face, there was a very light knock on the door, and a maid appeared at the door, "Girl, your clothes are ready, it's outside."

"Okay," Nangong Xiliu responded, "I will go with Si Xue."

After finishing speaking, she got up and said slowly, "Today's cakes are lotus candy, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and egg yolk shortbread, A Ruo, there will be no more when you get up late."

The maid outside the door watched Nangong Xiliu leave the room leisurely, froze in place, and tried to speak after a while, "Young Sect Master..."

"You go first," the little bear, whose ears were pricked up because of a few plates of pastries, yawned big, turned over and hugged the quilt tightly, muttering, "Don't worry about me."

"..."

The maid stood at the door in a daze.

It was really hard for her to associate the white ball on the bed with the fierce Young Sovereign on the martial arts arena.

It took a while to recover and leave.

Half an hour later, Little Bear still got up, lured by his sister's dessert, slowly got up to wash up, and went to the meeting room of Yanwu Hall after breakfast.

Many people have already come to the hall, including the elders of Yu Aozong, and several confidantes under the elders...

Ignoring the solid eyes of the three elders, she ran straight to Nangong Sixue and leaned on her sister.

Shui Ruo lived in the Zongmen for more than half a year, and the four elders of the Zongmen didn't meet each other a few times, only met once in a neat way at the canonization ceremony, and the rest only met once or twice sporadically.

After the canonization ceremony, there was a problem with the members of the Yu Ao sect in Xingluo, the core information was leaked, and nearly [-]% of the profits of the northern trade line of Xingluo was lost, and nearly half of the initiative was lost. The sect urgently sent elders to Xingluo, at least January, as many as March and April.

The four elders of the Yu Ao Sect have a very high status in the sect. Their families have made great contributions in the early days of the sect. If more than two of the four elders object to a major event in the sect, even if the sect master agrees, they have to press down. Think twice.

When Shui Ruo was selected as the young suzerain, only one of the four elders agreed, and the other three still rejected Shui Ruo until the canonization ceremony, but these three also had differences, and they were very even. One supported Nangong Ye , one supported Nangong Chui, and the other supported Nangong Hong.

The suzerain of Yu Ao Zong took advantage of the differences among the three, although the process was tortuous, at least on the surface, it was approved, and he insisted on holding the canonization ceremony after Shui Ruo and Ji.

Last month, Yu Aozong was counterattacked by the local nobles in Xingluo, and the situation was in a precarious situation. The two elders who were in charge at that time were helpless.

In the end, it was Shui Ruo who rushed to Xingluo overnight and used both soft and hard tactics to reverse the result.

Feeling at ease, she wandered beside Nangong Sixue for a long time, until a sentence came to her face, "Young Sect Master, what do you think about cooperating with the Tiandou imperial family?"

Shui Ruo finally looked up.

Her features perfectly combined the heroism of her mother's face with the cynical aspects of her father's.

When Shicai was lazily leaning against his sister, his temperament was soft, bright and lively, but when his expression was closed, his brows were cold, like the crystal clear ice flowers on the top of a snow mountain, holy and arrogant, with his own majesty.

"I have my own arrangements for Tiandou City's affairs," she said lightly.

"Star Luo City?"

"There are candidates, don't worry."

"Even we can't know?" The fourth elder sitting at the bottom of the elder seat suddenly blew his beard and stared, "Children, how can you take on the great responsibility of the sect?"

"No," Shui Ruo glanced lightly, "You can talk nonsense with me here when you have time, why don't you think about Xingluo's trade line, I don't want to travel thousands of miles to clean up for you like last month Endgame."

"..."

The old men of the sect are quite pedantic, they are amazed by Shui Ruo's ability, but they are unwilling to face the reality, and they are also worried about Nangong Su's leaving the sect without authorization, which is very awkward.

This time, the breath was stuck in his throat, and his expression changed a thousand times.

After a while, guessing that the old man's mood had calmed down, Shui Ruo leaned back to Nangong Sixue, picked up the documents on the table, "Go on."

Half a month later, Heaven Dou Palace.

Just after 06:30 in the morning, Qian Renxue had already left the bedroom.

Swinging back the maid, she took out the message secretly sent by the hidden guard of the Wuhun Palace from the soul tool.

There are three letter papers, the contents are the secrets of the Emperor Tiandou and the nobles, the forces behind them, the defense changes of Tiandou and Xingluo, and the recent situation of Wuhun Hall.

Among the three top-secret documents was a very special small letter with a pair of blue wings printed on the corner, which was Shui Ruo's exclusive secret letter.

Pulling out the letter from Shui Ruo first, Qian Renxue's fingertips surged with soul power, unsealed the letter paper, and slowly unfolded the pages.

The content of the letter is very simple, only a few words: Tianxuan, Feimang.

Qian Renxue glanced at it, a golden flame surged in her palm, devoured the letter, and with a wave of her hand, put the envelope into the soul guide, then put on a blue robe, and walked towards the outer hall.

Stepping into the outer hall, a blond boy in light gold brocade was already waiting there.

His eyes slowly fell, half of his face was covered by a fox mask, his jaw line was sharp, but his peach eyes were sparkling, showing a bit of beauty under his handsomeness.

His face is frivolous, but his brows are full of confidence and calmness.

Qian Renxue searched her memory carefully, and vaguely felt that she seemed to have seen this boy before.

"Tianxuan, Feimang," the young man stood up with a smile on his face, "Your Highness, it's better to see once than to hear."