Chapter 309 Heart of the City
"Yes, Xianger, I want to see Zhou Yi's brother. Is he in Dijing?" Nalan Lingqi slowed down her voice and asked for a few more requests.
"Well..." Xiang'er pointed her lips gently, "The president is very busy. I don't know if I have time to see you... Well, you stay first. When the president has time, I will inform you."
"But..." Nalan Lingqi was a little anxious. "Now the situation in Dijing is very serious. If there is more delay, it will be more dangerous. Good fragrance, can you use summoning crystal to tell Brother Zhou Yi..."
"Don't you want a mouthful of Zhou Yi's younger brother?" Xiang'er's face suddenly turned cold, "Whose sister do you want to be? The president is your younger brother, so what about us? Is it your slave? Nalan Lingqi, now is not the time for you to be the princess of the prison. You are just a little woman with no power to bind chickens. Do you think it alone can save your country?
Xiang'er said coldly and put a simple and beautiful women's corset on the table. It was Nalan Lingqi's corset with Chenfa objects. The cup is very large, and the style and decoration of the bra are also very beautiful. In the cold tone of Xianger, there is a little more jealousy. I thought that this woman's capital was not small, and hum, let alone let her ** the president.
"You... search my body?" Nalan Lingqi was shocked and then stood up at the table.
The invisible majesty in Nalan Lingqi's eyes made Xiang'er's heart tremble slightly, but she was strong and quickly adjusted her breath and hummed: "Nalan Lingqi, you have to distinguish the situation! Now, you are on the territory of the Chinese Association, and I have enough reasons to remove all the things that threaten us! Well, I'm very tired. I think you have recovered. Go to bed early. Also, if you don't want to stay here, go out and turn left through the flowering.
Seeing Xianger stand up with an indifferent face and slowly walked to the door, Nalan Lingqi bit her lips, as if she had made up her mind, and said in a trembling voice, "Xiang... No, Xingchen, I want to see Chairman Zhou. Can you inform me?"
Xiang'er has put her hand on the door. Hearing Nalan Lingqi's whispered words, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes and turned around, but a little more smile on her face: "The president is really busy... However, if the princess is willing to give me a cup of tea, maybe the president will have time?"
With that, he turned around lightly and sat down comfortably on the rattan chair.
"Tea?" Nalan Lingqi was stunned and subconsciously looked at the teacup on the table. It turned out that this cup of tea was used by herself to drink...
"Why, don't you want to?" Xiang'er played the corner of the bullet jacket lightly, "Princess Nalan, as a royal family, how can she flatter us flat-headed people..." Then she stood up.
"Don't..."
Nalan Lingqi's expression changed instantly, and her face suddenly turned white and red. Finally, she gritted her teeth, stood up slowly, picked up the purple sand teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea in the blue and white porcelain cup, held it with both hands, and slowly approached Xiang'er.
"Stars, please drink tea." Lingqi's voice trembled slightly.
Xiang'er looked at Nalan Lingqi: "Princess Nalan, are you reluctant?"
"No... I'd rather..." but her tears fell involuntarily.
Xiang'er smiled, took the teacup from her hand, opened the teacup, blew the tea, and said slowly, "My legs are still a little sour. What should I do?"
Although the voice is slight, Yu Nalan Lingqi is undoubtedly shocked.
She is a princess of the prison. Under one person and above ten thousand people, she decided to kill people. She spent thousands of silver money between words and mobilized millions of troops without blinking her eyebrows once. Now, how can you bring her tea to beat her legs?
Youqi's sarcasm, Guo Mei's shameless face, and now it's like this... The unstoppable sense of humiliation filled her heart like a cluster of weeds, giving her an impulse to put the teapot on the table on Xiang'er's head.
"Brother Zhou Yi..."
Thinking of the precarious situation in midsummer, Nalan Lingqi's silver teeth shattered, forced herself to suppress her anger, moved her body, slowly squatted down beside Xiang'er's legs, clenched her pink fist, and fell on her thigh.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.
"President..." The voice is not loud, but it still enters the eardrum.
Xiang'er stood up as if she had been electrocuted, quickly picked up Nalan Lingqi and gently held her arm: "Sister Lingqi, are you awake? That's great! Are we all very nervous? Are you still hungry? I told you to prepare the meal immediately..."
Nalan Lingqi didn't hear the sound outside the door. She looked at Xianger, who suddenly became enthusiastic, but heard the door behind her gently push open, and a familiar voice sounded: "Sister Lingqi woke up so soon? Xiang'er, thank you for your hard work!"
Zhou Yi!
Nalan Lingqi's body was shocked, and he turned out to be in Dijing! This fragrance is playing with herself! The ecstasy mixed with a trace of anger made her always refuse to look back, her shoulders trembled, and she was already sobbing.
"Sister Lingqi, what's wrong with you? I... I didn't do anything..." Xiang'er flashed big innocent eyes, shrugged her shoulders at Zhou Yi, then turned around deftly, pushed the door away, and patted her buttocks with blue hair, making it more graceful guests. Put the door on, and then she made an exaggerated laugh. Outside the door, where was the little girl selling wonton still waiting? As soon as she saw Xianger come out, she immediately came up and said, "Sister Xiang'er, how about it? Did you give that woman a down?"
Xiang'er nodded with an unconcealed smile in her eyes.
"Well, this woman will be the president, and if there is a chance, I will give her a strong look!"
"Hit!" Xiang'er looked tight and scolded, "Princess Nalan is the president's friend. Let's just make a joke. We must not fight with her seriously!" We in China will never have such internal friction and struggle! You should remember that the eye of China is a sharp knife for the president. We live as the president, and die as the ghost of the president! We must not really touch the person the president likes!"
The little girl was shocked, and her expression became serious and whispered, "Yes! Qin'er listens to everything!"
"Sister Lingqi, you have been wronged." The words brushed by Nalan Lingqi's ears like a gentle wind. Nalan Lingqi felt that her jade hands were hot and fell into his control. She raised her head and saw the face that appeared in her dreams countless times. It was a little tender, evil and a little resolute.
"Youqi, too... too..." Nalan Lingqi shook her head and really didn't know what to say.
"Sit down first and drink this." Zhou Yi helped Nalan Lingqi sit down and handed her a bottle of Ning Shenlu. Nalan Lingqi took a sip and suddenly felt relaxed and happy. The indescribable Shu Tai, the internal injury seemed to be much better.
"I have heard about the situation in Zhongxia and have taken some countermeasures." Zhou Yi sat opposite Nalan Lingqi, and his voice was very calm. "I have sent Dao Mengqing, and the old master rushed to the vicinity of Tanxiang New Port to intercept the Charles Imperial Fleet."
"This... seems unlikely..." Nalan Lingqi thought about the words and was afraid of hitting Zhou Yi. "The Mogang warships of the Charles Empire are very sharp. The Zhongxia warships in the Red Stream Military Port are not enough to see one of the five enemies. I'm afraid... Don't let anything happen to the knife commander and the old master."
"It doesn't matter..." Zhou Yi smiled and said, "This time, we sent an unparalleled weapon specially for large surface ships, submarines!"
"Submarine?" This is the first time that Nalan Lingqi has heard of this term.
"It's a little troublesome to explain. When they come back, I'll show you the video of the developing crystal." Zhou Yi laughed.
Nalan Lingqi nodded. Seeing Zhou Yi, she was both at ease and a little melancholy. Although they are still so intimate, it seems that the two of them will never return to their original feeling, and it is no longer possible to kiss in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
"What are you going to do about Nalan Youqi?" Zhou Yi asked. He has never been very optimistic about Nalan Youqi's nature and practices. From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want Zhongxia to be in chaos.
"That needs the help of Zhou Yi's brother..." Nalan Lingqi quickly adjusted her mood and said what she had repeatedly considered. "I'm afraid Youqi is thinking about the past flowers again."
"Rebirth flowers? Sister Lingqi also knows the past flowers?" Zhou Yi was stunned.
"The legend of the past flower has existed for a long time, but because no one has seen it for nearly a thousand years, it is gradually unknown. In the palace, there is a record of flowers blooming at the time of the demise of the Jiang Dynasty. Infinite sorrow gushed out of Nalan Lingqi's eyes, "If the flowers bloom, there must be blood everywhere. It was like this when the Jiang Dynasty perished. Is it the turn of the Yong Dynasty this time? If so, how can we face the Kaihuang Emperor and the ancestors?
Of course, Zhou Yi did not feel the panic of Nalan Lingqi, and never thought that the world was not a family. He was more concerned about Nalan Youqi.
"How much does she know about the past flowers? According to Nalan Youqi's nature, if she knew where the past flowers bloom, she would definitely do whatever it would cost. Human life is not worth cherishing at all.
While talking, the door frame was gently knocked a few times, and Yue Wei came with a carved iron plate: "Sister Lingqi, brother Zhou Yi, are you still talking about things so late? This is the midnight snack I made. You can try it."
Nalan Lingqi saw Yuewei and hurriedly stood up, and her pretty face couldn't help blushing. The talker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. What's more, I really thought about my husband. After peeking at Yuewei and seeing her smile, she was not worried at all, so she was relieved.
There is a good bird's nest porridge on the plate. Yue Wei filled a bowl for each of Nalan Lingqi and Zhou Yi, and also sat down next to the table: "Are you talking about Sister Youqi? Her nature is really not very popular... When I was a child, I was a little afraid of her. Although we are of similar ages, we can't play together. Sister Lingqi is still good. She often comes up for me and protects me.
Nalan Lingqi smiled apologetically: "Yuewei, if I really have the ability, I won't let you drift away and suffer so much."
"How can you meet such a good husband as Brother Zhou Yi without suffering so much!" The moon smiled sweetly, and it was more elegant and beautiful under the light.
"So where should we start? Go straight to the palace to kill her?" Looking at Nalan Lingqi's wandering eyes, his face was a little different, and Zhou Yi opened the river with a little bit of mouth.
"The power she directly controls may not be very strong, but it is supported by many big families. What I'm most afraid of is that she equips the city guardian beast, which is very troublesome enough to set off a bloody storm in midsummer. Nalan Lingqi pressed a little sour mood and said slowly.
"Oh?" Zhou Yi immediately became interested and said, "Now, are there any urban guardian beasts in all cities in Zhongxia?"
"The city guardian beast is integrated with the heart of the city. The heart of the city is in, coupled with the corresponding belly of the city, and the spiritual formula, it can summon the city guardian beast. The Jiang Dynasty was in turmoil, and the hearts of many cities were lost or even destroyed. Now, some gangs have small urban guardian beasts, which were exiled at that time. The heart and summoning formulas preserved in the palace are the seven cities of Zhongxia, 59 cities, and the summoning formulas of the five major cities of Zhongzhou Dijing, Yunzhou Gusu, Liangzhou Tianshui, Wanzhou Fule and Shizhou Guichuan. At the beginning, Yuan Zhongzi stole the heart of Gusu's city, but he could never summon the guardian beast because there was no spiritual formula.