Living forever in the deep palace

"I'm Xiao Zhongzi, Yu Zhong!"

Su Chen didn't respond.

"Master Su, on the first day of February, Lord Xu took me to the library. Then, I, a newcomer to the palace, brought you food in the library..."

Now, Su Chen remembered.

There is indeed this little black.

Clumsy.

"It's rumored all over the world that you died on the night of the apocalypse, in the battle to destroy Liang, falling at the hands of Long Xuanjun's sword..."

"I didn't expect you to be alive..."

Yu Zhong reacted and burst into tears. He was so excited that he threw his robe and wanted to kneel down to Su Chen in public and salute him like he did in the library.

Su Chen held him down.

"Oh it's you."

"You've aged a lot."

Su Chen recognized him. It was him. No wonder he looked familiar. Was his name Yu Zhong? This was the first time he knew him.

Sixteen years.

He is wearing a blue robe and has reached the third level of Ning Gang. The world has changed so much.

"Please sit down!"

Yu Zhong stood up in panic, and Su Chen took the lead and sat in the center of the hall. The view here is really good.

In the hall, distinguished guests looked at each other.

Aren’t we going to fight?

do not fight?

and also.

Who is this person.

It looked like he was a servant on this pleasure boat. But how could a servant be treated so respectfully by Eunuch Yu?

It would be about the same if it were a noble lady in the palace.

"He's so handsome, but I have no impression of him. He doesn't seem to be a servant on a ship!"

"and many more."

"This isn't a servant's black robe. It's the standard eunuch robe from the palace. Is it a eunuch from the palace?"

"hiss!"

"I really think I kicked him?"

The steward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and his legs were shaking. He was just wondering whether he should kowtow and apologize.

In the upstairs box, the young man in luxurious clothes, Marquis Jiangling, looked at the steward angrily and shouted.

"The auction should be over!"

"Two thousand golden flowers will be presented tomorrow!"

"Now."

"Bring Qingque up here to me. I'm burning with rage today and need to vent it so those dog eunuchs from the remnants of Daliang can hear what it's like!"

"Hahaha!"

Marquis Jiangling was laughing loudly and speaking to the steward, but the sarcasm in his words was directed at Zhong and Su Chen.

There was silence, and no one dared to join in the laughter. They just regretted that they had given birth to a bird, which had nothing better to do today than to come to this boat to admire the flowers and the moon.

"court death!"

Yu Zhong was furious, his internal energy surged, and he was ready to attack again.

Just insult him.

Anyone who dares to insult Master Su is seeking death.

"Calm your mind."

"correct."

"I want this woman to dance and sing for me again. She really dances well."

Su Chen grabbed Yu Zhong and pointed at the girl named Qingque on the high platform and said.

It wasn't satisfying just now.

He wanted to stay in this position, listen to one more song, watch one more dance, and enjoy it with his friends.

at this time.

Qingque's face was full of humiliation, tears were welling up in his eyes, and his nails pierced into his palms, faintly visible bright red blood.

Practice!

She has to practice no matter what!

in case.

She, and tomorrow...

"What are you doing standing still?"

"My Master Su wants to listen to music and watch dance!"

"We want to see, in Jinjiang, before this dance, who dares to touch even a corner of the girl's clothes on the stage?"

"Think about it, are your nine clans enough for our family? And the Martial Arts Supervision Bureau behind our family can kill them..."

Yu Zhong was submissive in front of Su Chen, but in the blink of an eye, his blue robe fluttered, his eyes glared, and he turned into the ruthless Jinjiang supervisor who killed people without blinking an eye.

Wow!

In the tower ship, all the guards brought by Yu Zhong drew their swords.

"Ah."

"What if I just move?"

"Jinjiang is my fiefdom, and my adoptive father is Lord Longxuan of the Great Zhou. How dare you, a remnant of Daliang, touch a hair on my head?"

Marquis Jiangling sneered.

The guards he brought with him were equally unwilling to be outdone. They drew their swords, looked fierce, and were ready to attack at any time.

The atmosphere became tense.

"This……"

The manager was in a dilemma. He couldn't afford to offend either of these two great gods, nor did he dare to offend them.

At this time.

Behind Marquis Jiangling, a cold-blooded man in black armor and holding a long sword walked out.

"Just a dance."

"My Lord, why don't you give him some face?"

"This person can sense my presence."

"perhaps."

"It's a second-grade one."

Marquis Jiangling has vulgar pupils. Although he is unruly, he is not stupid. He is a second-rank master and is one of the few in Jinjiang City.

Most importantly, it was a threat to his life.

"of course."

"Among the second-grade warriors, I am the strongest. If we really fight, I can kill him in just three strikes."

The man in black armor stared at Su Chen with an arrogant look, or perhaps confidence.

"Hahaha!"

"it is good!"

"I grant you a dance, remnant of Daliang."

The Marquis of Jiangling regained his composure, with his hands behind his back, still sneering, but he didn't dare to sneer loudly anymore.

Second rank, even if they are the remnants of Daliang, you still have to show some courtesy to them, the reason is that you are afraid of death.

but.

That's all.

"Jump!"

"Being able to dance for Master Su is a blessing you have cultivated for many years."

Yu Zhong looked at the girl in plain clothes on the platform.

Subsequently.

He trotted back to Su Chen and took away a lot of cakes, leaving only those that Su Chen liked, and also prepared a bottle of Bairu wine.

Sixteen years have passed, and it's hard for him to still remember it.

just.

Bairu wine is too bitter.

Su Chen, I haven’t been drinking for a long time.

"Xiao Zhongzi is always clumsy, but fortunately, he memorized Master Su's habits by rote."

Yu Zhong smiled innocently.

"Xiao Hanzi."

Su Chen was a little dazed.

The old people are still here.

pity.

The old friend is dead.

On the high platform.

The moonlight shines down.

The focus was on Qingque's thin body.

This is a sword dance. The melodious sound of the pipa, with a hint of murderous tone, sounded at this moment. The graceful figure of the blue bird danced lightly, as if it had really become a blue bird swaying on the battlefield of killing. The sword in her hand was her wings, but she could not cut off the shackles on her body.

Also, that pitiful look.

It's really pitiful.

The dance is over.

On the high platform.

Qingque knelt down towards Su Chen.

"Young Master, will you accept me as your disciple? Take me away! I am willing to dance for you day and night, is that okay?"

There were tears and light in her eyes.

"The remnants of Daliang!"

"You, think carefully before answering!"

moment.

Marquis Jiangling's eyes became dangerous. He stared at Su Chen. Beside him, the man in black armor held the long sword at his waist, locked his eyes with Su Chen, and smiled contemptuously.

It seems.

tonight.

His long sword was about to drink the blood of another second-grade master!

"Feel sorry."

"Tonight, I am indeed here to accept a disciple."

"pity."

"It's not you."

"He is a man..."

Su Chen opened his eyes and finished listening. The song was a good song, the tune was a good tune, and the dance was wonderful. It was a pity that after the death of his two old friends, he no longer wanted to be involved in any turmoil.

It's just a small favor, but he won't help.

It would be great if the two old friends were here to listen to this song together in the brothel. One fake and two real, three eunuchs in total, it might be very interesting.

Su Chen drank the tea in the cup, his thoughts a little confused.

"Hahaha!"

"Daliang remnant, you know what's best for you."

Marquis Jiangling laughed loudly and couldn't wait to jump off the tall building and head straight for Qingque on the high platform.

Beside him.

The man in black armor was also laughing.

"Pity."

"We can't harvest another second-grade one."

"I was going to test my sword on you, you cowardly eunuch!"

On the high platform.

Qingque's eyes gradually became desperate, and there was no trace of blood on his already pale face.

The light in her eyes disappeared.

Without hesitation, she drew her sword and committed suicide.

boom!

The man in black armor snapped his fingers and the sword was knocked away.

This is actually a double second-grade statue!

There are two paths: physical and qi.

There is indeed capital for arrogance.

"If no one helps me, then I will die."

Qingque smashed the window of the boathouse and committed suicide by jumping into the river.

The Jinjiang River stretches for thousands of miles, and the Nujiang River surges endlessly. Even a second-rank warrior will die under a single wave.

Even a first-rank official would not dare to cross the Nujiang River.

Qingque is an ordinary person, and he will die if he jumps into the river.

Now, the man in black armor couldn't stop him.

too fast.

It was like a planned suicide.

Greenbird jumps into the river.

In an instant, he was swallowed by the Nujiang River, endless waves came, and blood emerged in the water.

"Hopeless."

"This is the heart of the Nujiang River waves!"

Even the arrogant and conceited man in black armor, who was a double second-grade, shook his head and said frankly that no one could fight against the power of nature and rescue the people.

This woman is dead.

"Bastard!"

The Marquis of Jiangling was furious and extremely angry.

This is two thousand golden flowers and two hundred thousand taels of silver! It is definitely not a small amount. Even he dared not refuse to pay the owner of this building ship!

The problem is, Qingque, he hasn't tasted it yet.

His eyes were burning with anger, his chest was filled with depression, and he stared at Su Chen as if he wanted to kill him.

If it weren't for that dance, he would have succeeded long ago!

"What a chaste woman."

Su Chen sighed.

then.

He held up the broken jade in his arms, looked at the black-clad servants, and spoke slowly.

"Where is the owner of the other half of the jade?"

"I accept disciples."

The scene was silent.

The black-clad servants looked at each other.

"Is he dead?"

"Too."

“It’s been almost two years.”

The Zhenbei Border Kingdom was destroyed, and the princess, also the empress, fled all the way, sending her child to hide on this ship. They only met once two years ago...

A lot can happen in two years.

not to mention.

It also coincided with the change of dynasties.

Just when Su Chen was regretting and unable to promise.

On the high platform.

The gauze woman who was holding the pipa tremblingly said in a trembling voice.

"I recognize this jade token."

"However, the other half seems to be in Sister Qingque's hands..."