Chapter 3

Han Shaoling had come in a hurry and had only casually put on a black robe. The front was half open and it could be seen that he wasn't wearing anything underneath.

This black robe was luxurious and heavy. When it fell on her cloud bed and quilt, it immediately sank.

His aura was like a mountain pressing down on her. The masculine scent mixed with the expensive incense was very invasive.

"Don't touch me." Sang Yuanyuan moved back, avoiding Han Shaoling's long arm.

He smiled again, his starry eyes slightly curved and his lips raised: "Madam is too shy."

Calling her madam was hinting at her to fulfill her duties as a madam.

Sang Yuanyuan's voice was very soft, but her tone was very firm: "Haven't you already found someone else to replace me?

Using a country bumpkin to replace Sang Zhou's princess?

What a joke!

Do you want me to bear such a great humiliation?

Even if I agree, Sang Zhou's elders will not agree! "

The men of Cloud Realm's eighteen prefectures could marry three wives, one main wife and two auxiliary wives.

With this kind of social environment, it was a joke to talk about loyalty and infatuation with a man.

So Sang Yuanyuan could only use her status to talk about this.

Han Shaoling's face sank for a moment.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since someone had disobeyed him.

Then, thinking that the beautiful woman in front of him was jealous, he couldn't help but feel proud.

Although Meng Wuyou looked like her, there was a big difference. It was like a fish's eye and a pearl.

The Sang family's land was very good. Sang Yuanyuan was a person who was raised in the clouds. In the entire world, there was only one of her.

"You Yingyue told you, right?"

Grief and longing appeared in Han Shaoling's eyes. "I just missed you too much. When I saw that woman who looked so much like you, I lost control in a moment of drunkenness … I'll send her away now. We'll never meet again."

Sang Yuanyuan lowered her eyes, hiding the ridicule in her eyes.

It would be strange if he sent her away.

She thought for a moment and said to him with an indifferent expression: "Okay.

I'll give you a month to deal with this matter. If I don't hear any more rumors after a month, I'll forgive you and be your true husband and wife. "

Han Shaoling furrowed his thick brows in confusion. "There's no need for a month.

I can … "

Sang Yuanyuan interrupted him with a smile. "My body needs time to recover."

Han Shaoling explained, "Sanger, I'm not a lustful person, and I don't want to do anything to you today.

I'll make the arrangements now. When you wake up tomorrow, I promise that nothing will bother you anymore. "

"En," Sang Yuanyuan brushed her loose hair behind her ear and said, "I believe that you won't get involved with someone else."

"Of course." Han Shaoling's eyes were filled with a silly smile.

"If you don't keep your word," Sang Yuanyuan said half-jokingly, half-seriously, "then I'll go back to Sang Province, and … we'll never see each other again."

Han Shaoling laughed loudly. "A man's words carry enormous weight!

Sanger, you're mine, and you're mine for the rest of your life. "

He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, and his resolute eyes couldn't help but soften.

His throat was extremely dry, and his breathing became heavier.

The woman in front of him was like a cool and soft cloud. He couldn't imagine what it would feel like to hold such a cloud in his arms. Would it melt, scatter, and leave him empty-handed?

He still remembered that on the day of his wedding, an old Shadow Guard who had followed him for many years suddenly betrayed him and tried to assassinate him. In the moment when he was absent-minded, she was like a red moth that flew in front of him and blocked the knife for him.

When she was unconscious, he should've protected her.

But that woman … damn it!

That woman called Meng Wuyou, how could she look so similar to her!

He didn't regret sleeping with that wild woman at all, but when he thought about having to wait for another month, he felt that it wasn't worth it.

Although that woman was very beautiful, the woman in front of him was even more beautiful.

More importantly, her identity would bring him countless benefits.

He vaguely felt that she had changed a bit.

Sang Province was a very interesting place. The men were extremely valiant, and the women were extremely gentle and beautiful. It was a perfect example of yin and yang.

As the Princess of Sang Province, Sang Yuanyuan was gentle and elegant, her manners were proper, and her appearance was peerless. She was the most suitable candidate to be the main wife.

This kind of woman should be like water, accepting everything.

But now, she had a little edge.

This change was extremely adorable.

Sang Yuanyuan saw him staring at her in a daze, so she coughed lightly and said with a serious expression, "There's another thing."

"Please speak." Han Shaoling's voice unconsciously became much gentler.

"You don't believe that You Yingyue will really stop here, do you?"

Han Shaoling lowered his eyes. "I know what I'm doing.

That Grey Cloak, I won't let her live past tonight.

Don't worry, no one will be able to hurt you. "

"I don't believe you."

Sang Yuanyuan said bluntly, "You Yingyue has already been in the imperial harem for five years. The people here are more or less her confidants. I'm afraid you only have a rough idea.

I don't feel at ease.

I want Sang Province's people to enter the palace to protect me. "

Although she had been struck by lightning into the Xuanhuan cultivation world, Sang Yuanyuan was very self-aware. She knew that in her current situation, wanting to rely on cultivation to protect her life and counterattack was completely a fool's dream.

What she needed the most right now, was manpower.

Han Shaoling was slightly hesitant.

Sang Yuanyuan said, "You Yingyue can bring You Province's people into the palace, but I can't?"

Han Shaoling was speechless, and could only nod.

The living environment of Cloud Realm's eighteen provinces was very extreme. Every day, large numbers of martial artists would die on the battlefield. In the long run, the ratio of men to women was seriously imbalanced, creating a very strict situation where men were superior to women.

The Empress had been on the throne for ten years, but she had only changed the world's view of her, and placed her in the category of 'women'.

The other women, their status was still low.

When a woman marries, she is the husband's family's wealth and reproductive tool. It is the same for a noble princess. When she marries, she follows her husband. Her life and death, glory and splendor are all tied to her husband. The original body only had two personal maids, not to mention any guards.

Fortunately, there was You Yingyue as an example, so Sang Yuanyuan's request would not be so abrupt.

Han Shaoling thought for a moment, and said, "Before your Father's people enter the palace, I will let Han Twelve and Han Thirteen stay to protect you."

Guards who have been bestowed with the surname of the Royal Family, are the death warriors of the death warriors, the elite of the elite.

The higher their ranking, the higher their cultivation, and the more important they are to the Emperor.

Twelfth and Thirteenth were addressed as' General 'in the outside world.

As soon as he finished speaking, two black clothed people with afterimages rushed in from outside the hall, and stood behind Han Shaoling.

Han Shaoling stared at Sang Yuanyuan for a while, and said gently, "I am going to take care of some official business. I will come to see you tomorrow morning.

Sanger, rest well. I will protect you for the rest of your life. "

Han Wu's betrayal at the wedding was like a thorn, deeply embedded in Han Shaoling's heart, and it has been more than a month.

Today, You Yingyue took out the antidote, and you have already exposed yourself. Han Shaoling will definitely be anxious to thoroughly investigate this matter.

Sang Yuanyuan slowly lay down, and closed her eyes.

She was really tired, and after achieving her goal, she did not have the energy to entertain Han Shaoling.

The two guards woke up all the maids in the hall. The maids were terrified, and did not dare to ask too much. They quickly cleaned up the things You Yingyue had dirtied, and even helped Sang Yuanyuan wipe her back, and changed into a new set of clothes.

She did not move, and let them order her around, silently planning for the future.

First of all, how should she convince the father of this body, Sang State King, to let him agree to send a few experts to the palace of the State of Han?

This matter is actually quite unorthodox.

Grayrobe is a woman, and has a deep relationship with You Yingyue. In addition to the incident five years ago … … Han Shaoling made an exception and allowed her to bring this Spiritual Realm expert into the palace.

As Sang Yuanyuan thought about it, he fell asleep at some point.

He slept all the way until noon.

When she woke up, she found Han Shaoling sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a smile.

"Sanger.

Good morning. "

He motioned for the maids to come forward and serve her.

The soft and seemingly boneless person was carefully helped up, washed, and dressed.

Sitting on the dressing table and looking in the mirror, Sang Yuanyuan almost fainted.

This is not a mortal, this is a fairy!

She has played many beauties. When she was wearing heavy makeup, graceful and graceful, she also mistakenly thought that she was devastatingly beautiful. Until now, she found that a real beauty did not need to act at all.

Han Shaoling's tall and handsome figure also appeared in the mirror, smiling at her: "Sanger, don't be sad. Take care of yourself, and you will recover your appearance in a few days."

Listening to what he said, could she be even more beautiful?

Sang Yuanyuan slowly exhaled a long breath.

Han Shaoling accompanied her for lunch, and then hurriedly left to return to the Cloud Hall, continuing to handle official business.

He was not the kind of boss who had a lot of time to fall in love, idling about.

He was very busy. Sang Yuanyuan stood by the huge carved wooden window and looked out, as if she could see the smoke in the west.

After looking for a while, Sang Yuanyuan sent the maids away. Sitting alone on the cloud bed, she took out a jade slip from her makeup box.

It was a thick stack.

She picked one up, and just as she broke it, she heard a rough and heroic voice rush out, echoing in the hall like an earthquake.

"Daughter?!"

"Yes." Sang Yuanyuan weakly replied.

Immediately, a strange sound of a male duck being squeezed came from the other side.

"Husband, wife, wife!

Daughter is awake!

Daughter is awake! "

Another earthquake rocked the mountain.

Soon, the jade slip was intertwined with a beast's bass, a sobbing soprano, and a flowing baritone.

The symphony started, and then the jade slip broke.

Sang Yuanyuan held her head, and changed the jade slip.

This time, the other side had probably discussed it, and the soprano spoke first: "My good Yuan-er … your father curses you every day, saying that you won't wake up. Mother is arguing with him these days …"

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

"I've said it before, of all the names, you had to be called Yuan-yuan. You married so far away, if something happened, Father and Mother couldn't be by your side … Wuwuwu … I secretly used your father's imperial seal to send a few letters to that brat, the State of Korea's King, but he kept beating around the bush, refusing to agree to send you back …"

As expected, all mothers in the world were the same.

"Mother, little sister definitely has something important to tell us." A clear male voice came out. "Little sister, change the jade slip, don't cry because of Mother."

"That's right, our son is right." The man's voice was muffled, and he said guiltily.

Sang Yuanyuan suddenly felt that her request was very promising.

The jade slip connected again, and Sang Yuanyuan went straight to the point: "Father, Mother, Brother, my body is fine, don't worry.

There seems to be an assassin in the palace recently, can you send a few people to protect me … Mm, two will do. If it's not convenient, one will do too. "

"Aiya, my good child, you've finally thought it through!

Good, good, good!

Father will make the arrangements right away! "The boorish man agreed without hesitation.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart dropped to the ground with a thump.

She didn't expect State King Sang to be so open-minded.

Sang Yuanyuan continued to live her decadent life, where she stretched out her hand for clothes and food to eat.

Everything that was sent to her was the best in the entire State of Korea.

Han Shaoling treated her very well, taking time out every day to talk to her. He was polite and meticulous in fulfilling his promise of a month.

About two or three days later, she suddenly saw Han Shaoling walk into the palace with a strange expression on his face. The muscles at the corner of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said: "The people sent by your father have arrived."

Sang Yuanyuan was overjoyed: "Let me see!"

Han Shaoling waved his hand, and two rows of strong, dark men strode into the palace like iron towers, shaking the roof of the palace to the point that golden dust fell off.

Roughly counting, there were forty to fifty of them!

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

The leader's voice was loud like a bell: "Eldest Sang, leading Sang Two, Sang Three … Sang Forty-Eight, under orders to protect the Princess!"

He had sent his closest personal guard here!

Sang Yuanyuan's heart was filled with complicated emotions.

The maids in the palace trembled in fear — these barbarians looked too scary, and their fists were as big as their heads.

The one with the worst expression was Han Shaoling.

He originally thought that even if he agreed, the Sang family would have a sense of propriety and wouldn't go too far.

Who would have thought that State King Sang would send so many people!

This group of people had traveled thousands of miles in a hurry, and it was said that they had killed nearly a thousand of the best cloud beasts — how could they endure this!

Moreover, she had already married into the State of Korea, so why did they still call her 'Princess'? Did this mean that they didn't recognize him as their ruler?!

Han Shaoling frowned and was about to flare up when an urgent message came, saying that State King Youzhou had crossed the border with the emperor's order and would arrive in the capital of Korea in the evening.

"You Wuming?!" Han Shaoling's pupils contracted, and his knuckles turned white unconsciously.