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Speechless!

Yun Zihuang was extremely speechless. At that time, she had interacted with Feng Qingxiao so intimately, and even more so, did not care about it. Receiving the original owner's memories didn't mean that she understood everything. What she was paying attention to was what she needed, what she thought was important. If she had not deliberately searched and stored the original owner's memories, she would not have actively reminded him. In her opinion, these were rules that she had neglected.

After all, the era she was originally from was too far away from a time like this. It was so far away that humans had already forgotten about it.

The most important reason was that from beginning to end, she had treated everything here as a bystander, a passerby.

From start to finish, she was unwilling to completely integrate herself into this world, because she could leave this place at any time and return to the world that belonged to her. She didn't want to, nor did she want to. She wanted to leave this place with all the clues she had left behind. Furthermore, this place was merely a temporary place for her to settle down. It was because of this that she had repeatedly ignored the etiquette here. Although she had intentionally adapted to this world, she had only adapted to it and not assimilated with it.

She said lazily, "Do you need women that much? No matter what, you are a prince, it can't be that the Prince's Mansion doesn't even have a maid, right? "

"The only thing This King needs is you stupid girl."

"You want me to be your woman?"

"You can only be This King's woman."

"Dream on …" "Don't even think about it."

The Prince of Wargods was furious. He tightened his arms and she immediately felt the power of suffocation.

"If you provoke This King, don't even dream of not being This King's woman and not being his woman!"

"Crack crack crack …"

The two of them once again began exchanging glances, sending out countless sparks in the air. This time, the person behind them became smarter, Yun Hai had his men follow behind him while he and his son, Yun Ruiying, followed closer. It was the same for the Wind Blade. They only brought a few men to follow them closely while the others stayed far behind. Those people weren't idiots, they more or less understood what was going on. It was just that everyone pretended as if nothing had happened.

"What's wrong with being This King's woman?"

"I don't feel good about being your woman!"

After these two sentences, the two continued to exchange gazes, neither of them wanting to show weakness. Feng Qingxiao's handsome face grew colder and colder, but he didn't think that this silly girl would be so stupid as to refuse to be his woman.

"The antidote."

A certain princess feigned ignorance, "What antidote?"

"Give This King the antidote now, or else you will have to bear the consequences."

"Oh, I'm curious, what will happen?"

He coldly said, "Strip your clothes and press it under This King. I believe that This King will quickly recover."

"Ha, be careful not to move for the rest of your life."

"You sharp-tongued silly girl, do you think that you have the ability to resist or escape in front of This King?"

Yun Zi Huang curled her lips with disdain: "I'm warning you, please turn around and look at my War God. As for the other two, let's deal with you together. What do you think will happen?"

"Your War God? Very well said, This King does not mind being your man. "

Can you still bicker happily?

"Don't think you're invincible!"

"Stupid girl, look at this place. I'll teach you a lesson. This is This King's territory, a thousand Steel Guards!"

"That's right, the thousands of Iron Guards are half-dead. It's such a waste of time to kill them."

Feng Qingxiao was so angry that he started laughing. Only the silly girl in his embrace could make him laugh out of anger. "Stupid girl, look carefully."

As expected, they had already arrived at the War God's Mansion. Through her super powers, she had already seen countless iron guards hidden in the darkness, guarding every corner. At this moment, someone came forward and knelt down in salute. Yun Hai, Feng Ren and the rest who were behind also followed.

Sigh, he had actually forgotten due to his sudden confession that this was his territory, and there were also thousands of iron guards. She brought two or three kittens, it wasn't even enough to fill the teeth of the Iron Guards.

Grief!

The unreserved Prince of Wargods just held her in this way, and two people and a horse entered the courtyard. She turned her head to look at the sea of clouds. The father and son duo both looked away at the same time, as if they hadn't seen her predicament at all. As for the others, they were all looking elsewhere, as though they were surrounded by beautiful scenery. The problem was that it was currently night time, so even if the surroundings were picturesque, they wouldn't be able to see it.

It was only at the entrance of the inner courtyard that Feng Qingxiao finally stopped. Someone came over and knelt on one knee next to the warhorse. He reached out to grab the reins and bent over to press his chest against his right knee. Feng Qingxiao lifted his foot and stepped on this person's back. He jumped down from the horse and extended his hand to look at her.

Using a person as a horse stool?

At this moment, her eyes were wide open as she looked at Feng Qingxiao, as well as the people kneeling down below, continuing to sit on chairs.

"Stupid girl, what are you waiting for?"

He put his foot on the back of the bench and put his arm around her waist. He lifted her off the horse and gently placed her on the ground. At this time, Yun Zihuang's shock lessened a little. Two living people stepping on this pitiful human seat, they couldn't have stepped on this person until he was broken, right?

The bench kept its head down as it knelt beside the warhorse. It only stood up when she was led through the gate by him. Only now did she realize that the person who acted as a human seat for Feng Qingxiao and her was Han Feng. As for Young Master Han, his face was filled with reverence, without a hint of humiliation.

Once again, he was stunned. Wasn't Young Master Han a trusted subordinate of the War God King? Was he even a leader under his command?

No human rights!

This was too inhumane!

His kung fu was strong and his vitality was plentiful. He actually acted as a human stool for the War God. He even seemed willing and happy. What was going on?

Could it be that her cheap father also had such a bench?

Finally, she found the answer in her memory. Being able to lead a horse for her master wasn't something that anyone could be honored with. In reality, only the most trusted person in the master's heart could do such a thing. Being the master of the house was not only a matter of humiliation, but also a matter of glory. In fact, with Feng Qingxiao's identity and status, many of the generals under his command had taken the initiative to lead the war god away and act as the bench for him to dismount.

Of course, there was no need for the generals to do this sort of thing. There were usually people who served the horse.

The generals were acting as if they were loyal to their master, but they were also acting as if they were the master's trusted aides.

In his memory, the original owner often made people use him as a human stool to dismount. Many times, he forced others to do this in order to humiliate and punish others. In an instant, she felt bad and started questioning the original owner in her mind. Unfortunately, ever since she met the crown prince in the Eastern Palace, she had not felt any emotion from the original owner.