C96 Doll

Hearing that, Old Master Chan's face changed again as he said worriedly, "Oh … "Miss, since you said so, it is indeed very dangerous. What should we do then?"

Xiao Qingyi closed his eyes, slightly shook his head and sighed: "What can I do? He could only let nature take its course. It seems that father and I had initially decided to let Langer clash with those young masters to temper him. "Sigh …"

The Cyan Robe Pavilion was extremely lively.

Xiao Qinglong brought a group of elders to receive the orders, and even brought the decree back to the Clan Elder's Hall to hang. This was a great honor for the Xiao Clan. The Xiao Clan had kept a low profile for twenty years, and now was the perfect opportunity to attack.

Xiao Kuang and the other young disciples did not have the qualifications to come in and watch. Xiao Lang let Xiao Dao continue his cultivation in the backyard. After he finished receiving the orders, his face was filled with confusion, but he did not understand the Young Marquis's intentions. However, he felt that this title was still very domineering.

"Langer, accompany the princess and have a good chat with her. If there is anything you need, just tell the servants to take care of it."

Seeing that Yun Zishan did not have any intention to leave after announcing his decision, Xiao Qinglong and the others immediately understood.

Out of the bustling Cyan Robe Pavilion, only Xiao Lang and Yun Zishan were left with Xiao Dao in the backyard. As for the guards and the servants, they were all waiting outside.

After everyone had left, Yun Zishan became shy instead. She glanced at Xiao Lang, only to see him sitting like a log, not even giving her a cup of tea. She said with slight anger: "Congratulations Young Master Lang, Young Marquis, over a thousand years of history in the empire, you are the first! Are you not going to thank this princess? "

"Why should I thank you?" Xiao Lang was still thinking about this Young Marquis, when he looked over in surprise.

Yun Zishan pouted and said unhappily: "Hmph, if it wasn't for the fact that this princess spoke like the Royal Father, would you have received such rewards?"

"Oh, thank you Princess!"

Xiao Lang said dryly, and then asked with interest: "Princess, what does this Young Marquis do? A high-ranking official? Or could they lead troops? Would it be possible for him to be a city lord or something? How much is your salary a year? What privilege do you have? "

"This... I don't think so! "

Yun Zishan's limpid eyes blinked a few times as he replied awkwardly. He then felt as if his good intentions had been questioned and glared at Xiao Lang: "Don't you think that this title is the biggest privilege? With this title, you are the well-deserved First Young Master, which is better than anything. Sigh … A person like you, why can't you explain it clearly? "

Xiao Lang curled his lips, and replied without the slightest hesitation: "Nothing, what do I need this title for? How about you ask for the decree to be taken back? "

Yun Zishan jumped up, and angrily replied: "What do you think the imperial decree is? Was it something that could be bought or taken away at will? Xiao Lang you foolish head, you really infuriate me to death! "

Seeing that Yun Zishan's eyes were faintly red, and that he was about to cry, Xiao Lang immediately said: "Alright, alright, I know you treat me well … Well, that's not what I mean. Anyway, you've got enough guys, huh... If you have enough friends, I, Xiao, will thank you! "

"You …" Why are you so rude! "

Yun Zishan's face instantly flushed red, she turned around, then angrily turned back and said: "No, you have to compensate me, I cannot be angered by you for nothing, and even came all the way here to seek an edict, you have to compensate me!"

Xiao Lang blinked his eyes, and asked in puzzlement: "What compensation? How about you take whatever you like in the hall! "

"Who cares about your things?"

Yun Zishan muttered to himself, and then said timidly: "Can you compose a poem for me? Like the red beans? "

"Ugh …"

Xiao Lang was surprised. What was Yun Zishan trying to do? So it was jealousy. He rejected without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I've already sealed my brush. I swear that I won't write anymore poems in the future!"

Since Xiao Lang had already caused so much trouble by stealing a few poems, he didn't want to continue messing around with them. If the emperor really gave the order to go to the Scholar's Manor and a bunch of old antiques to study poetry all day, he would definitely go crazy.

"Hmph …"

Yun Zishan was so angry that her body started to tremble again. She was trying her best to develop and her chest was rippling. However, she couldn't find a good reason for it. Coupled with the girl's reserved attitude, she found it hard to say anything.

Xiao Lang saw this and felt his head hurt. If he continued to maintain this stalemate, then he would have to pass his own cultivation, and quickly said: "Alright, alright, Princess, consider it as me owing you a favor. If you have any requests in the future, I will definitely fulfill them, is that enough?"

"Alright, I'll let you off this time. But why aren't you composing any poems?"

"Poetry isn't my forte. Casually playing around, I still want to cultivate!"

"You're too immodest …" By the way, how could you make such a beautiful poem? Who did you learn it from? Is it the Miss Qingyi? "

"No, self-taught!"

"Wow, you're too awesome. Don't you know that even those old bishops are lamenting their inferiority to you!"

"Normal, third on the continent!"

"Ugh …" Can't you be a little more modest? "

"I was being modest, so I didn't say I was in first place."

"You're really thick-skinned!"

"Not bad, just a little bit worse than Princess!"

"Die …"

Yun Zishan realized that the noble demeanor and elegance he had developed in the palace had been destroyed the moment he was with Xiao Lang. It was difficult for her to connect this seemingly unconventional young man with the greatest scholar in all of history.

However, Yun Zishan was surprised to discover that Xiao Lang seemed to have a very strange charm on her. Incomparable satisfaction?

She looked at Xiao Lang's unassuming face and started to ponder, then she came to a conclusion. Xiao Lang seemed to be extremely casual with anyone. In other words, he did not even think of her as a high and mighty princess, and was just like an old friend.

As the princess of the imperial family, Yun Zishan had learnt how to disguise himself at a very young age. Those who faced him were either respectful servants, flattering young masters and young ladies, or pretended to be noble and aloof. However, deep in their eyes, there was nothing but naked lust …

While being with Xiao Lang, although his words were coincidental and infuriating, sometimes he would be so angry that he couldn't understand it. But Yun Zishan realized that she was really very comfortable, or perhaps it could be said that the kind of temperament that Xiao Lang emitted, let alone being on equal terms with, made her feel very satisfied.

"What are you looking at? You realized that this young master is very handsome? "

Yun Zishan stared blankly at Xiao Lang, making him feel embarrassed. He then shook his head and said: "Although I agree with this point of view, but if you keep staring, I will feel embarrassed!"

"Puchi …"

Yun Zishan covered her mouth and laughed, her face flushed red, her beauty unfathomable.

Xiao Lang's eyes lit up when he saw this, but he said seriously: "Girl, don't pfft. It is said that girls who like to puff and laugh are inflatable dolls with folded wings!"

"An inflatable doll with folded wings? "What is this?" Yun Zishan blinked her large eyes, a little curious.

"Cough, cough!"

What Xiao Lang had just said caused his old face to feel hot, and he could only randomly explain: "Mn … The inflatable doll is a very special race. It's very magical, very beautiful and very cute. Hmm... "It's also very practical!"