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"The inauguration of Di Yeming is tomorrow. Get ready, we're leaving tomorrow morning."

On the other hand, Jun Qiyan didn't blame Feng Chenlang. She only smiled and told the others to make some preparations so that they could set off tomorrow.

When he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, Jun Qiyan closed the door and saw Di Mo Jiu wearing a purple robe on the bed. His snow-white chest was exposed in front of Jun Qiyan's eyes.

What the heck!

Ninth Master was breaking the rules … How could he use a beauty trap!

In order to seduce him, Ninth Master had actually started to sacrifice his lecherous act …

Jun Qiyan touched his nose and was fine; there was no blood coming out of his nose.

Ninth Master had already done this. If he didn't fall for it now … Wasn't this too inhumane!?

Thinking up to here, Jun Qiyan laughed evilly, without saying anything further, she pounced on Di Mo Jiu's chest and started chewing on it.

Di Mo Jiu gave a muffled groan, the look in his eyes becoming much darker.

"You're going to the Imperial Palace tomorrow?" Di Mo Jiu grabbed a certain someone's restless little hand, and with a flip of his body, he pushed that person down on top of himself.

Jun Qiyan swallowed his saliva as he looked at Di Mo Jiu's handsome face, feeling a little dizzy.

"Right... "That's right!"

Jun Qiyan unhappily stared at Di Mo Jiu, feeling dizzy.

"You want to see Di Yeming?" "And to congratulate him on his accession to the throne?"

Di Mo Jiu smiled as he spoke, but the more he looked at his eyes, the more he didn't feel happy at all.

Jun Qiyan nodded, then suddenly shivered. That's not right, why is Ninth Master asking this?

However, Jun Qianyan reacted a little too late. The moment she nodded her head, the smile on Ninth Master's face completely disappeared, and his pair of sharp eyes looked at Jun Qianyan, causing her to feel guilty for no reason …

Hm?!

She didn't say anything wrong!

Jun Qiyan blinked innocently, he couldn't help but feel somewhat innocent. Why did the Ninth Master ask him that just now …

You want to see Di Yeming? And even congratulating him on ascending the throne?

At first glance, they might have heard of a certain problem, but … There were traps everywhere!

When Jun Qiyan recovered from his shock, he grabbed Di Mo Jiu's neck and left a mark on Di Mo Jiu's thin lips.

"Hee hee, I, I'm not … I'm not going to put up a show for him …"

Di Mo Jiu was no longer angry after seeing Jun Qianyan's gentle kiss. As expected, kissing someone was the best!

"I remember that Di Yeming was betrothed to you before? "You even went to his residence …"

Ji Yunhuang?" Di Moyu's voice was low, but it caused Jun Qiyan to shudder. In his heart, he had cursed Di Yeming for millions of times …

'Damn it! If Ninth Master gets angry at me over this, I won't skin that brat alive! '

Jun Qiyan secretly clenched his fists, but his face was covered with a sweet smile. No matter what, the most important thing was to coax the great demon king!

Jun Qiyan grabbed Di Mo Jiu's arm, wanting to flatter him.

"Back then, I was framed …"

"Oh, then you're really taking the initiative to look for him?" Di Mo Jiu's eyes slightly narrowed as he said in an indifferent tone.

"Alright, I understand." Di Mo Jiu sighed, looking like a young wife.

Jun Qiyan: "?"

You know my ass!

"It's not Ninth Master, it's not what you think …" Jun Qiyan pulled the corner of Di Mo Jiu's shirt and said in a wronged tone.

Di Mo Jiu ignored her.

Good, good, good. Di Yeming, just you wait!

"Bring me to the Imperial Palace tomorrow." After a long while, Di Mo Jiu finally said, "No, I can't go against my wife, wouldn't that be letting that son of a b * tch off?!"

At this moment, if there was anything Jun Qiyan couldn't print, she hurriedly nodded her head.

Di Mo Jiu then curled his lips in satisfaction.

The next morning, they set off.

The Imperial Palace was in a festive mood, both inside and outside. Jun Qianyan was looking around.

"It's been a long time since I've been here."

Feng Chen Lang was a little excited: "The last time we came, we had to deal with that son of a b * tch, the crown prince's ceremony!"

Gu Yao shot a glance at Feng Chenlang and pursed his lips, "Be careful when you speak. He's an emperor after all!" Although there was a hint of reproach in his words, his face didn't have the slightest trace of respect.

The corners of Jun Qiyan's lips curled up. She didn't forget to hold on to Jun Qiyan's arm as they neared the Imperial Palace.

Beautiful men and women were eye-catching everywhere, and Jun Feiyan had always been a high-profile person. It was difficult for people to not recognize him if they didn't want to hurt him.

"This is the White City's Mayor, Jun Qiyan!"

There were whispers everywhere.

"This is Jun Qiyan?! How old is she now? She can't be relying on her body to get the upper hand, right? "

"I think it's possible. She looks like a fox spirit. Moreover, she's just a woman. How much ability could she possibly have?"

"Can you lower your voice for me, woman? "I told you, when she was at Tanas Academy, we were at the same level. You didn't see how fierce he could be when he hit someone. Just one punch from her could make you doubt your own life!"

"Tsk, I don't believe this …"

Jun Qiyan smiled as she looked at the young boys and girls discussing her. They were dressed in the same attire as the young masters and young ladies of the capital, the type who had been spoiled since childhood.

Those few people had thought that they could only keep their voices down, but with Jun Qianyan's current strength, she could clearly feel every single movement within a hundred miles. The discussion of these people was simply too noisy.

"If you can't, you can try."

Jun Qiyan strode forward, lifted up the chin of the young girl who had said "I can't" with a single hand, and whispered into her ear, "No, you can try. I don't want money."

Towards such gossip, Jun Qiyan usually didn't like to argue with others. After all, there were so many people in the world, so how could she control everyone's mouth?

And she's not a banknote... How can people love each other?

However, this didn't mean that she could bear to be slandered in front of the Ninth Master! This guy's words had already come to this point. If he did not show them that he was the culprit, they would just treat him as a dead man.

As soon as Jun Qianyan finished speaking, the young woman trembled like a sieve. She looked like she was about to cry.

"Sorry, sorry …"

Jun Qiyan stroked her beautiful face as he muttered to himself, "Am I that scary …"

"Dyeing is the most beautiful thing in the world, how can it scare people?"

Di Mo Jiu laughed, he had bewitched countless girls in the capital.

Jun Qiyan looked at Di Mo Jiu, wishing he could just hide her. The Ninth Master was his!

Only he could see it!

As they chatted, several people arrived at the great hall. When the eunuchs outside saw the arrival of the Daolord Qiyan and the others, they immediately ran over.

"Oh, City Lord Bai!" "Some of them are far off, some of them are far away!"

The eunuch's flattering smile appeared in front of their eyes. He sized up Di Mo Jiu, who was standing next to Jun Feiyan, and asked, "This is …"

Jun Qiyan glanced at Di Mo Jiu, smiled and said, "This is my husband."

This could be said to be out of shock. Strictly speaking, the two of them had not yet bowed to the heaven and earth. Without the relationship of husband and wife, they could only be considered as an unmarried couple.

However, there was no such thing as an unmarried couple, so Jun Qianyan could only say this.

The eunuch was obviously surprised for a moment, then he laughed dryly and sized Di Mo Jiu up, saying, "This young master sure has a nice appearance, but why is there no news about the Mayor's wedding?"

After that, he sized up Di Mo Jiu once more. After thinking for a while, he didn't expect Di Mo Jiu to be such a character, so he could only give up.

"Being too flamboyant always makes people feel resentful."

Jun Qiyan smiled, turned around, and stepped into the great hall.

Di Mo Jiu whispered in Jun Qiyan's ear, "That eunuch just now said that I'm a pretty boy."

What was there to say when Jun Qiyan heard him?!

He turned around and was about to find his father-in-law to settle the score, but Di Mo Jiu stopped him.

"It would be my honor if I could bring my wife to like this piece of skin."

Jun Qianyan lightly coughed with a reddened face. "Pay attention! You're in a public place with so many people. What's the point of making a single dog like you!"

Feng Chenlang and the others beside him: "Hehe, so you actually have a bit of conscience."

"City lord of White City has arrived!"

Her father-in-law's scream brought everyone back to reality.

Jun Qiyan straightened his expression and pulled Di Mo Jiu's hand towards the main hall.

On the dragon throne, Di Mo Jiu looked at the group of people who had just arrived with a complicated expression on his face. These familiar yet unfamiliar faces made Di Yeming feel complicated.

"You're here." Di Yaming opened his mouth, but only said those few words.

"Long time no see. This time, you've become the emperor." Feng Chen Lang said with a smile. If there wasn't someone here, he would probably have held the City Lord's shoulder and punched him in the chest.

"Congratulations." The capital's Ji Bai and the rest did not say much, simply expressing their own thoughts.

Di Yuming felt a bit embarrassed by Feng Chenlang's shout. They had interacted with each other when they were young, so they weren't that familiar with each other.

Strictly speaking, he is the monarch, and they are his subjects. Have you ever seen a monarch greet them in such a manner?!

Even if they were familiar with each other, they would at least have a good time. There were so many people watching …

Although Di Yeming was a bit unhappy, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

How could this be? The boss was still in front of him.

"Hur hur, you guys sit."

Di Mo Jiu pointed to the front row and said.

After that, quite a few ministers came up one after another, kowtowing three times and kowtowing nine times. This, at least, made Di Yeming feel slightly more at ease in his heart.

Jun Qiyan didn't care about whether the others were eating. Everyone's food was separated anyway. As she ate, she secretly despised the food in the palace as inferior to the food in White City.

While she despised the food, she also acted like an old mother.

After he finished his meal, Jun Qiyan had no intention to stay here and listen to Di Yeming's long speech. She directly sneaked out through the back door.

That arrogant manner of hers was like a gentle stream within the palace, but no one dared to say anything about it!

As for Di Mo Jiu, he was not really interested in loitering around in the palace.

Gu Yao, Feng Chenlang, and the rest followed behind Jun Qiyan as they went out together with her.

According to the usual practice, it would take several hours for the ministers to leave. Jun Qianyan wandered around the Imperial Palace, feeling somewhat bored.

"In this palace, we are not as good as White City."