"Who is your girlfriend!"
Ning Rongrong pouted, hid behind Zhu Zhuqing and made a face.
Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to grab, but Ning Rongrong laughed and dodged it.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was surrounded in the middle, coughed awkwardly.
She is a cat, not a dog.
So can you please pay attention when these two show off their affection?
Although she also envies such a scene, in such a scene, she would rather be the heroine than a supporting role without a role.
"Stop hiding, I'm here to help you solve your problems."
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing becoming more and more embarrassed, Lu Yuan had no choice but to stop and said helplessly.
Although he could pass through Zhu Zhuqing's body in a straight line and catch Ning Rongrong in the simplest way, he obviously didn't respect Zhu Zhuqing very much.
Ning Rongrong then stopped with a smile.
Raising his hand and placing it on Ning Rongrong's shoulder, Lu Yuan and Ning Rongrong's figures moved almost simultaneously.
Then, Lu Yuan's face turned pale, his body couldn't help but swayed, and he fell back weakly.
Ning Rongrong was startled, and quickly reached out to grab Lu Yuan's arm, and pulled Lu Yuan up before he fell to the ground.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"nothing."
Lu Yuan slumped on the chair and waved his hands feebly, indicating that he was fine.
It's just the sequelae of overdraft of soul power.
He has long been used to it.
It's just that it will still feel uncomfortable when it should be uncomfortable, and it doesn't make it less uncomfortable just because he is used to it.
Flanders stretched out his hand and checked his soul, and he understood the reason why Lu Yuan was so uncomfortable.
Facing the expectant and hopeful eyes of the little monsters, Flanders told the reason.
"There is no other problem, it's just that the soul power is overdrawn."
"Eat something good, drink something good, rest well, and you will recover slowly."
"Okay, if you don't have anything else to do, just go back to the dormitory and sleep."
Flanders stretched, raised his hand to coax these little monsters away, looked at the hanging clock again, sighed and said to himself:
"The little monsters are very energetic!"
"tomorrow..."
"Can we raise the workload?"
"..."
There was silence in the room.
Flanders suddenly looked back, only to find that this idiot Zao Wuji had already dozed off.
Snapped!
"Who! Who hit me!"
Zhao Wuji yelled subconsciously, and then choked back after Flanders said something.
"If you want to sleep, go back to your own nest. This is not the place to sleep."
"okay!"
Zao Wuji's face was filled with joy and he ran out of Flender's office like a gust of wind.
Meditation is meditation, sleep is sleep.
Meditation cannot replace sleep. Even the most powerful soul master must abide by this law.
Because meditation itself is an act of consuming mental energy!
But at this moment, in the boys' dormitory, Lu Yuan was lying on the bed, turning over and over, unable to sleep.
During his perception, a Flying Thunder God Mark was intermittently inputting soul power, stimulating Lu Yuan to the extreme.
"So annoying!"
Lu Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed, and his figure instantly disappeared from the room.
...
Star Luo Empire.
Zhu family.
In a magnificent boudoir.
The plump girl lay lazily on the spacious and clean big bed, burying her head in the quilt and making a sound like a kitten panting.
Logically speaking, the word "chubby" should not be used on young girls.
Because girls, or girls, represent youth and innocence.
The word "plump" is more suitable for certain charming roses.
Dangerous, mature, but with a different appeal.
The girl lying on the big bed obviously belongs to the rose variety, and it is also the most dangerous "black rose" among roses.
The eldest lady of the Zhu family and the crown princess of the Star Luo Empire—Zhu Zhuyun.
However, at this moment, this "black rose" also encountered an unsolvable problem.
With his beautiful body twisted into a ball, Zhu Zhuyun successfully touched his back with his backhand. On his skin, a small pale silver letter shone brightly in the moonlight.
Zhu Zhuyun suddenly lowered his head, took two deep breaths, then raised his head again, closed his eyes, and tried to inject his soul power into it.
She can't trust anyone.
Especially in this matter that could ruin her reputation anytime and anywhere, Zhu Zhuyun couldn't believe anyone.
Even the dead warriors she trained or her confidants!
A word was carved on the princess' back.
How ridiculous this thing is!
Although no one from the Xingluo Empire's royal family would believe it, Zhu Zhuyun was afraid of that "what if"!
In case someone from the Star Luo Empire royal family asks for a physical examination...
what to do?
Is it possible that she can cut off this piece of skin immediately?
Although she could be cruel to herself, doing so was undoubtedly the same as confirming something that could not be proven...
By then, if nothing else, even the royal family of the Star Luo Empire would doubt her.
"If you didn't feel guilty, why did you cut it off?"
"If you didn't do anything wrong, why do you feel guilty?"
Zhu Zhuyun could think of two simple questions by himself, and then choked himself.
It's not that she doesn't want to quibble.
The problem is that all the witnesses and physical evidence are there. Even if she wants to quibble or cover up, she has no chance!
As for asking Davis...
In theory, this is the best choice.
No matter what Zhu Zhuyun did wrong, as long as he explained the cause and effect clearly to Davis, Davis alone could withstand the pressure of the Xingluo royal family.
After all, in the eyes of the Xingluo royal family, "Prince" and "Crown Princess" are two different concepts.
If there is an accident, the princess can die, but the prince cannot!
But in the eyes of the "Prince", the importance of the "Crown Princess" even surpasses that of the Xingluo royal family.
Because, whether in the process of seizing the heir or after the dust has settled, the "Crown Princess" is someone the "Prince" can trust without reservation.
This is different from a dead soldier.
Explain in professional terms:
Dead soldiers are consumables and belong to the order of battle, just like swords, and do not require too much thought.
The Star Luo royal family is a spectator and part-time referee.
The "Crown Princess" is the right-hand man of the "Prince", belongs to the auxiliary and combat order, and has an advanced IQ and the ability to act independently.
The sword will betray you and even be knocked to pieces when faced with a stronger sword.
The left and right arms are different, they cannot betray the body, because they themselves are part of the body!
When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed; when one is lost, both are lost.
Therefore, as long as the "Crown Princess" does not poke a hole in the sky, the "Prince" will work hard to save the "Crown Princess".
This is due to the "excellent" system of the Star Luo Empire.
Unfortunately, this best option was eliminated by Zhu Zhuyun in the first round of analysis.
Zhu Zhuyun’s reasons are very good:
No man would tolerate someone else’s name on his fiancée’s back!
She can be poisoned, she can be dying, she can even have her life tied to his hand, but there must not be the slightest suspicion of "unfaithfulness"!
Don’t even have any doubts!
Therefore, in desperation, Zhu Zhuyun could only try to solve this problem by himself.
At the very least, you must save your own life first.
Who knows if the person who cast the curse cast a curse seal that was automatically activated with a delay, or a curse seal that was activated by remote control?
The second kind of Zhu Zhuyun is not afraid.
But if it's the first...
Zhu Zhuyun shuddered.
If you die, you will die, but the problem is that you are not guaranteed the late festival!
"Do you need my help?"
A hoarse, deep, and angry voice sounded.
Zhu Zhuyun was so frightened that he almost hurt his arm.
Who knows why there is someone else in her boudoir!
Subconsciously, he wanted to scream, but before the sound came out, Zhu Zhuyun suppressed it in his throat.
The twisted body stretched out as fast as possible, and his little hands stretched out to grab the quilt next to him. In almost a moment, Zhu Zhuyun wrapped himself into a rice dumpling.
The dark clouds dispersed and the moonlight shone down.
Lu Yuan's angular profile appeared in Zhu Zhuyun's field of vision.
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Um... it should be... almost two o'clock... right?"
"Two o'clock thirteen."
Lu Yuan picked up the alarm clock that appeared in his hand and shook it, then threw it into the storage space.
Eyes slightly lowered, several props appeared in Lu Yuan's hands.
"Whip, belt, ruler, pointer."
Chapter completed!