Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Empress Sun ordered Duan Zhuoyan to stay in a side hall of Jingren Palace.

It made no difference to Duan Zhuoyan where he stayed. After the door of the side hall was closed, he took off the cloth bag from his waist and Jiang Qing was released.

Duan Zhuoyan always let her out as he pleased, so Jiang Qing glared at him with her fox eyes.

But Duan Zhuoyan had already entered into meditation.

Seeing this, Jiang Qing also began to circulate the demonic power in her body. For some reason, ever since she learned Duan Zhuoyan's martial arts, she felt full of strength and had the urge to transform at any time.

She had already made up her mind to run away as soon as she transformed.

Duan Zhuoyan's cloth bag should be the legendary demon-catching bag. It was actually very uncomfortable to enter it, and she really didn't want to go in again.

After an unknown amount of time, Duan Zhuoyan opened his amber eyes and fixed his gaze on Jiang Qing's furry back.

He suddenly realized that he had inadvertently saved the nine-tailed fox demon and had to help her transform.

At first he just wanted to heal her wounds and then take her away from Qingshan, but in the end he asked her to accompany him into the palace.

When it was night, Empress Sun still did not let Duan Zhuoyan go, but only sent someone to bring him vegetarian food to fill his stomach.

And Jiang Qing actually took advantage of Duan Zhuoyan's meal and secretly jumped out of the open window.

She was too unfamiliar with this world and still hoped that she could collect more clues.

Fortunately, Jiang Qing still remembered how to use his magic power and concealed his breath when he went out so that he would not be noticed by others.

It was obvious that the huge palace could not be toured within an hour. Jiang Qing ran on the eaves and actually ran outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The spiritual energy here is rich, attracting her to come here.

Liang Zhuang was sitting at a desk in the Hall of Mental Cultivation at this time, reviewing memorials to the emperor, and from time to time he covered his mouth with a bright yellow handkerchief and coughed muffledly.

Jiang Qing saw the spiritual energy emanating from Liang Zhuang from a distance, and couldn't help but secretly stepped forward and took a couple of sips.

The emperor's aura is indeed different.

However, his spiritual energy was overflowing in a strange way, so Jiang Qing didn't dare to absorb too much.

She didn't know what happened between Duan Zhuoyan and Liang Zhuang, but she just thought that if Duan Zhuoyan knew that Liang Zhuang's spiritual energy was collapsing, why didn't he help Liang Zhuang solve it?

Thinking of Duan Zhuoyan, Jiang Qing hurried back.

Duan Zhuoyan was standing by the window waiting for her.

The scent of a fox cannot be hidden from those who have cultivated magical powers.

As soon as Jiang Qing jumped onto the edge of the window coffin, he was startled by Duan Zhuoyan.

Duan Zhuoyan's expression was calm, and the frequency of his chest rising and falling remained consistent, with no signs of any other emotions.

But Jiang Qing was inexplicably afraid of him, probably because the auras of monks and monsters could not be integrated.

Duan Zhuoyan did not lower his head, but looked down at Jiang Qing's furry ears, "You smell like a human."

Jiang Qing's ears twitched unconsciously twice. She just took two breaths of the emperor's spiritual energy.

Could it be that Duan Zhuoyan is so stingy?

Seeing that the little fox seemed to be so frightened by him that it dared not move, Duan Zhuoyan put his hand on Jiang Qing's back and rubbed it.

The itchiness on my fingertips that had been rising since the night before was finally relieved.

Jiang Qing's body softened as she was rubbed. It wasn't because she wanted to do that, but because the fox just couldn't stand being touched.

Duan Zhuoyan only rubbed it for a few seconds before withdrawing his hand. He asked Jiang Qing to go into the house in a deep voice and closed the wooden window.

Jiang Qing controlled his body and jumped onto the table where the tea was placed, and his fox eyes followed Duan Zhuoyan's movements.

The maid's voice was heard outside the hall again. This time, Duan Zhuoyan did not put Jiang Qing back into the cloth bag, but asked her to stay here and practice her skills and not run around.

Jiang Qing looked at him with her round fox eyes, not knowing whether she understood or not. Duan Zhuoyan withdrew his serious gaze from when he was talking to the little fox.

It was late at night, and only after Empress Sun took off her phoenix hairpin and gold jewelry could one glimpse the aging that was typical of her age.

"Zenxin, will you blame me?"

Duan Zhuoyan quietly formed seals with his hands beside Empress Sun. After a beam of talisman light hit Empress Sun's chest, he spoke: "No."

"Everything the Queen does is the best choice."

"is it?"

"Yes."

Empress Sun knew that Duan Zhuoyan had the ability to tell fortunes and predict fate, but she didn't know how many people's fates he had predicted.

The questions she wanted to ask about Liangzhuang were stuck in her throat. To this day, she still remembers the monster she met on the way to Liangguo Temple.

It was a transformed snake demon with a human-like snake tongue. When it spoke to Empress Sun, its long and thin tongue kept sticking out.

This was the first time she saw a monster. She was so frightened that her whole body was stiff. The voice she called for her personal maid was shrill, completely lacking the dignity of a mother of a country.

The snake demon noticed Duan Zhuoyan as soon as he arrived nearby. He turned around and tried to escape, but was nailed to the ground by the Buddhist staff thrown by Duan Zhuoyan.

That should be his magic weapon, with multiple rings intertwined on it. Empress Sun only saw Duan Zhuoyan use it once, and never saw that magic staff again after that.

Duan Zhuoyan was not surprised at all when he saw her, and bowed lightly.

He knew she was the current queen.

The existence of Duan Zhuoyan should be terrifying to the royal family and worthy of fear.

But the world is no longer the same as it was before. Demons have appeared and are causing trouble, and only people like Duan Zhuoyan can solve the problem.

Duan Zhuoyan was also very strange. It seemed that he would always grant Empress Sun's requests, and the same was true for Liang Zhuang.

Empress Sun used the bright candlelight in the palace to once again look at Duan Zhuoyan's godly face. Even with his head bare, he was still so handsome that he didn't look like an ordinary human.

The fire mark between his brows faded a little at this moment, and he heard Duan Zhuoyan say, "You can sleep well tonight."

When Empress Sun heard him speak, she couldn't help but think of Liang Zhuang. She stroked her forehead with her fingertips and whispered to someone to send Duan Zhuoyan back to the side hall.

After Duan Zhuoyan left, Jiang Qing practiced her demonic power on her own. She felt that she had found some tricks and should be able to transform quickly.

What other foxes would take hundreds or thousands of years to accomplish, Jiang Qing could do as soon as she arrived.

Duan Zhuoyan had changed his clothes when he came back, and he washed himself before returning to the side hall.

The white light around Jiang Qing was much brighter than before.

When she heard Duan Zhuoyan coming in, her furry ears flashed twice.

Duan Zhuoyan did not disturb her. He quietly sat down on the bed and began to meditate.

The holy monk and the fox demon, who were supposed to be fighting each other, are now living in the same room peacefully.

Only when the palace night watchman struck the drum and gong for the third time did Duan Zhuoyan stop and relax.

He sweated slightly while practicing meditation. When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Qing lying on the tea table, wagging his tail intermittently.

Seeing that he woke up, he sat up again.

The hair is as white as snow, and the hideous wounds have healed.

Duan Zhuoyan didn't know why he felt an impulse in his heart, and by the time he reacted, he had already walked in front of the little fox.

Zen mind, Zen mind, Zen mind and nature, neither moving nor disturbed.

Something seemed different after meeting Jiang Qing.

He didn't investigate further, but instead met the eyes of the little fox who was staring at him.

The Buddhist beads were still hanging on his palm. Duan Zhuoyan put his fingertips to his mouth and bit a hole, and blood flowed from his fingertips.

The most refined and pure yang essence and blood.

"Little fox, eat it and you should be able to transform."

After saying that, he moved his slender, blood-red fingertips in front of Jiang Qing.