strictlysupreme Chapter 228 He's got a green hat on his head.
Chapter 228 He's got a green hat on his head.
Xue Lan handed the sleeping Li Qing over to the Zhao family in the fishing village, and then rode the cloud directly to Jingu City.
It was midday in Jingu City. The vendors, who didn't have the habit of going home at noon, sat or squatted beside their stalls, eating the lunch they had brought.
Next to a writing stall, a vendor had just taken a bite of a steamed bun when a shadow fell over the stall in front of him.
With a steamed bun still in his mouth, he quickly looked up and saw a bright red figure.
The girl's gentle voice reached my ears, like a soft breeze, making me feel relaxed and happy.
"Young man, may I borrow your pen and ink?"
"Of course, of course..." The vendor quickly put down his food, stood up, and took the few copper coins handed to him by the little girl behind the girl.
"Girl, please!"
The vendor pushed the writing brush and ink in front of Xue Lan and carefully unfolded a sheet of Xuan paper for her. Then he looked at the girl in red and wondered what kind of words this bright and beautiful girl would write.
Is she bold and unrestrained, or delicate and refined?
Xue Tong watched as Xue Lan slowly began to write. A wisp of light gold thread flew out from her sleeve, wrapped around the tip of the brush, and was written into the ink characters stroke by stroke by Xue Lan.
This was a life-extending item that Xue Lan obtained from Li Qing for the old emperor of the Great Li Dynasty. It was a drop of heart blood from a dragon that had transformed into a human form. Xue Lan used a secret method to turn this into a wisp of ink, which slowly blended with the words on the paper.
The vendor across the street had been watching Xue Lan's writing with great anticipation, but the smile on his face slowly disappeared with each stroke of the girl's pen.
For no other reason than this girl's handwriting... it's just so neat and proper.
Although this dynasty also had a unified script created for the imperial examinations, he had been setting up his calligraphy stall in Jingu City for over a decade, handling at least eight hundred or a thousand family letters, and had seen many people write, but he had never seen anyone like Xue Lan.
It's not just lacking in spirit, it doesn't even have its own unique style.
“A spring rain falls, a golden valley blooms for ten days.” The eight large characters are so perfectly straight, as if cast from molten iron, that it makes your teeth ache.
However, the girl was quite satisfied with her work, a faint smile on her face. She gently placed the brush on the edge of the inkstone and began:
"I would like to trouble you to mount it as a scroll for me."
The vendor dared not say anything, quickly mounted the eight large characters onto a scroll, loosely wrapped it with some scrap paper, and handed it to the girl. He took another small piece of silver from her, and then began rummaging through the drawer under the stall for a balance scale.
But by the time he found the steelyard and prepared to weigh the loose silver in his hand, the young girl and the little girl in front of him had already disappeared.
The vendor glanced at the street several times, and finally couldn't help but whisper:
"What a weirdo!"
The vendors whispered amongst themselves on the street. Xue Lan and Xue Tong had already arrived in the imperial city of Jingu. The girl in red, like a nimble red bird, hopped and skipped on the exquisite eaves of the palace. Before long, following the fading purple aura, they found the old emperor's location.
Inside the palace, where the earthen stove was burning, a thin, withered old man was wrapped in a quilt. Dozens of warm stoves surrounded him, but he was still shivering from the cold.
The old man had messy hair, long, thin fingers, and deep-set eyes. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the alluring and beautiful woman in front of him.
A hoarse voice came from the old man's mouth: "Where is the Imperial Advisor? Where is the Imperial Advisor?"
Standing opposite him was a voluptuous woman in a deep purple dress with a plunging neckline, revealing glimpses of her cleavage. She suppressed the disgust in her eyes as she looked at the neurotic old emperor. Her voice carried an undeniable sweetness:
"Your Majesty, I do not know where my brother has gone. I only know that Your Majesty's birthday is approaching, and my brother previously said that he would seek the way to immortality for Your Majesty."
"His Majesty……"
The woman sat beside the old emperor, her slender white fingers poised to slip into the brocade quilt that wrapped him, her eyes filled with allure, her beauty unparalleled.
Xue Lan, who was peeking from the palace rooftop, silently raised her hand to block Xue Tong's eyes.
Xue Tong: "What are you doing?"
The girl's voice was extremely serious: "Children shouldn't watch this."
Unfortunately, the live sex show that Xue Lan had predicted did not take place in the palace. The old emperor, who was on his deathbed, suddenly collapsed and fainted when the alluring woman clung to him.
"What a disappointment!" The alluring woman, whose face had been so charming just moments before, instantly turned icy cold upon seeing the old emperor faint. As she slowly retreated, Xue Lan caught a glimpse under her skirt.
Where the legs should have been, a jet-black snake tail grew instead.
"So it was a snake demon, quite powerful, but it went astray," Xue Lan sighed. The girl watched the snake demon twist and turn and disappear through the palace gate before finally letting go of Xue Tong's eyes.
Xue Tong strongly condemned Xue Lan's behavior of constantly blurring her face with her hands.
What do you mean? During the battle at Luoxia Mountain, demon corpses were flying everywhere, and you let me play in there without worry, but now you're getting uncomfortable seeing all this stuff.
Xue Lan gave the little girl an apologetic smile.
The meaning of that smile was probably:
"I know I was wrong, but I will do it again next time."
Xue Lan, that person, just does whatever makes people angry.
Xue Lan reached out and poked Xue Tong's puffed-up cheek, then turned around and sat down on the roof.
"Don't be angry, I know something fun." The girl winked at Xue Tong, her pupils grayish-white, yet giving off a cunning vibe.
Since Xue Lan began to frequently interact with mortals, she would often make her eyes appear normal in front of them.
But while the pupils, concealed by that illusion, appeared perfectly normal to others, she always felt something was off.
The little girl waved her hand mercifully: "You've pleased me, so I'll pardon you."
The next moment, Xue Lan slapped her on the head.
"You've gotten bolder. Do you know who you've pardoned?"
“I just took a look at that old emperor… he has no chance of having children,” Xue Lan said mysteriously.
Xue Tong immediately covered her mouth, recalling that her records said the old emperor had six sons and seven daughters.
The little girl's expression changed several times before she finally uttered a sentence: "Then he's definitely being cuckolded."
Xue Lan smiled and said, "I had already sensed it before. You said that the little mute was the emperor's illegitimate son, and he should have some of the Ziwei aura on him, but I didn't notice it when I first saw him in Xingqingshan."
The girl's eyes crinkled into a smile: "I knew something was wrong right then and there."
Xue Tong looked worried: "But things are more difficult now. It's easier to cover up when other people have four children and three fathers, but he has more than a dozen children and more than a dozen fathers, so it's not easy to deal with."
Xue Lan burst out laughing: "Then I won't care!"
The girl stood up and transformed into a faint shadow, entering the old emperor's bedroom directly.
He then transformed himself into a white-haired, youthful-looking old man before the old emperor.
Xue Tong took a closer look and realized that Xue Lan had transformed into none other than her master, Ling Yuanzi.
"Why do you have to be so disgusting to your master?" The little girl was speechless.
Xue Lan thought about it and agreed; it was really not good to keep targeting an elder.
So Xue Tong watched as Xue Lan transformed again, becoming...
The current leader of the Xuanhuang Sect is the immortal Dao Xuanzi.
Xue Tong covered her eyes:
"The Xuanhuang Sect is really unlucky to have run into you."
Xue Lan didn't speak, but directly formed hand seals and entered the old emperor's dream...