Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

"It's nothing more than becoming her forbidden treasure for her to practice the art of harvesting."

Ren Pingsheng shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.

"..."

The corners of Mo Qian's eyes twitched, and she was speechless for a moment.

After a while he said: "Are you serious?"

"if not?"

Ren Pingsheng spread his hands, looking indifferent to life and death, and said: "Anyway, this is not the first time that this prince has done this."

Has he been imprisoned for others before?

Mo Qian was slightly startled and looked at Ren Pingsheng up and down, his expression becoming a little strange.

When Ren Pingsheng saw this, he immediately understood what she was thinking. The corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't bother to explain.

It took Mo Qian a while to react.

Ren Pingsheng was referring to the last time he asked himself to borrow dragon blood and asked him to do the cauldron work.

"Since you don't even mind making banquets for others, why not make a cauldron for me for a few more days?"

Mo Qian looked at Ren Pingsheng, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said half-jokingly.

Ren Pingsheng looked her up and down with the same eyes, and said lukewarmly: "Why do you think you are more attractive than the head of the Hehuan Sect?"

"..."

Hearing this, Mo Qian's eyelids twitched and he said: "At least if you become my cauldron, you won't lose your cultivation, let alone worry about your life."

"so what?"

"Are you deliberately angry with me?"

Mo Qian realizes it later.

He said this deliberately because he had a grudge against him after being teased before.

After hearing this, Ren Pingsheng let out a sneer and said: "I just think it's boring that you don't speak directly when you have something to say. I just want to meet the leader of Hehuan Sect for a while. Why bother to go around and guide me to beg you?" help?"

Mo Qian was unable to refute for a moment after his concerns were pointed out. He could only snort coldly and said, "Seeing how confident you are, people who don't know better would think you are a fourth-grade martial artist."

"Miss Mo is right, this prince is arrogant."

Ren Pingsheng said he didn't care.

When Mo Qian saw this, he became angry and said angrily: "Don't think it's great to beat me in the competition. Within half a year, I will definitely surpass you!"

"Um."

Ren Pingsheng didn't seem to take these words to heart at all. He nodded slightly and asked casually: "Does Miss Mo have anything else to do? If not, please leave. I am going to practice."

Mo Qian said angrily: "You just kidnapped me from the street and started practicing without doing anything. Are you not afraid of being noticed by others?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mo Qian and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does Miss Mo mean?"

Mo Qian said: "At least make some noise and make some noise, right?"

A smile appeared on Ren Pingsheng's eyebrows, and he joked: "It seems that Miss Mo understands it very well."

"You humans have a saying: If you haven't eaten pork, you haven't seen a pig running... During the time I was in Ren Mansion, I saw it every day..."

Halfway through the words, I later realized that I was talking about some random things, my face became slightly hot, and my voice stopped abruptly.

"?"

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng had a question mark on his face.

During the relationship, this guy was eavesdropping outside?

On second thought, she had to listen.

After all, he is chained.

but.

At that time, I hadn't confirmed that she was a demon clan, let alone Mo Qian, so I tied her to the door without thinking too much.

Now that I think about it, it seems, probably, maybe... it seems to be a bit abnormal.

The two were silent for a moment, tacitly agreeing not to continue the topic.

"Since Miss Mo has seen pigs run away, there is no need for me to teach her with my own hands."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Mo Qian, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Miss Mo... please."

Despite Mo Qian's charming appearance, she actually has no relevant experience at all.

How could he imitate Ren Pingsheng?

His fair face turned slightly red, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Is this something that can only be done by me alone?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "What Miss Mo said makes sense... In that case, I'll make a sample first."

After saying that, he began to gasp and make all kinds of strange sounds.

"..."

Mo Qian's face turned red instantly and she clenched her silver teeth.

She wanted to refuse, but she didn't want to be laughed at by Ren Pingsheng, saying that she had been in Qingqiu Mountain for so long, but she didn't even understand this.

He hesitated for a few seconds.

Her red lips parted slightly and she made a sound.

Whether because of nervousness or shame, the originally charming and magnetic voice turned out to be very hoarse.

"puff--"

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"you!"

Mo Qian felt ashamed at first, but when she saw him laughing at her, she could no longer tolerate it. She gritted her teeth and said, "I am too lazy to play these games with you anymore. If the leader of the Hehuan Sect notices something abnormal, it has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

at this time.

Ren Pingsheng reached out and grabbed her arm, and said with a smile: "What does Miss Mo mean... is it a fake show?"

Mo Qian stiffened slightly, but still pretended to be calm, turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I am not in the mood now. When I return to Qingqiu Mountain, I will have a lot of money." time... to play with you.”

I paused deliberately before saying the last two words, and emphasized the pronunciation.

Ren Pingsheng could tell at a glance that she was stern but he didn't reveal it anymore. He explained with a smile: "The people from the Hehuan Sect in Lanxiang Pavilion have gone to report the news and won't be able to come back for a while. It's a fake show or a real show, Miss Mo." No need to do it yet.”

Mo Qian was slightly startled: "Do you know who is from the Hehuan Sect in Lanxiang Pavilion?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Their tricks are good at deceiving others, but they are still not good enough to deceive the commander of the Demon Suppression Division."

"Who is the commander of the Demon Suppression Division?"

Mo Qian asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"..."

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds before replying: "I'm here."

"..."

Mo Qian was also silent for a few seconds and said "Oh".

Then he asked: "What to do next?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Practice and then wait for the roster."

"At this?"

Mo Qian asked.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "Next, until the head of Hehuan Sect shows up, I have to make Miss Mo live in Lanxiang Pavilion."

Mo Qian said: "You didn't ask me to stay with you before."

"I just live in Lanxiang Pavilion and I don't want you to accompany me."

"That's not OK."

Mo Qian looked determined. Seeing that Ren Pingsheng had no reaction, he added: "We need more money!"

Ren Pingsheng asked: "How much more?"

Mo Qian said: "Make this cauldron for one more month."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a second and agreed: "Deal."

See him compromise.

Mo Qian's eyebrows were raised, with an expression that seemed to say, after all this time, I still have to agree to this.

Ren Pingsheng never thought that Mo Qian had such a childish side, so he couldn't help but look at her more.

Mo Qian noticed his expression, immediately calmed down a lot, put on a charming look again, sat on the bed, and said with a smile: "I will rest here for a while, Prince Ren, please don't peek at me... …”

"Um."

Ren Pingsheng ignored her extravagance, nodded slightly, sat on the Taishi chair, closed his eyes and practiced.

"..."

Mo Qian looked at his back and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

He also felt that if he spoke first, he would be at a disadvantage, so he did not speak, but just lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Do not know why.

Mo Qian always felt that Ren Pingsheng's bed had a special smell, which made people feel unusually at ease.

After lying on the pillow for a while, she felt sleepy and gradually fell into sleep.

Time passes minute by minute.

Open your eyes again.

It was early morning the next day.

The warm sunshine shines through the window on the bedside.

Mo Qian's eyelashes trembled, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw that the surrounding environment was a bit unfamiliar, and her whole body immediately became alert.

A few seconds later.

Memories of yesterday came flooding back.

Only then did she relax her vigilance and turn her head to look to her side.

not far away.

Ren Pingsheng was still sitting on the Taishi chair, practicing quietly, even his posture remained unchanged.

"This guy actually didn't even look at me!"

Mo Qian pouted, feeling indescribably awkward. At the same time, she was a little angry for no reason, and wanted to punch Ren Pingsheng.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

This was followed by a soft cry.

"Master Bai, are you awake?"

came the voice.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes, looked at the door, and replied lukewarmly: "Say."

"Sir, Mr. Xia from the Yamen is here. He said he is here to give you something that you asked for before."

The person who spoke was the old bustard of Lanxiang Pavilion.

Ren Pingsheng said: "I know, let her come up."

"Okay, sir, please wait..."

The madam responded and walked away.

On the bed.

After Mo Qian was stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly came to his senses and asked, "Are you going to let her in?"

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Otherwise?"

Mo Qian said: "What should I do?"

Ren Pingsheng turned to look at her and said with a smile: "Hasn't Miss Mo seen a pig running away? Do you still need to teach me what to do?"

"..."

Hearing this, Mo Qian suddenly regretted using that human proverb before.

Even so, she still put on an experienced look and raised her head slightly: "I naturally know what to do, I don't need you to teach me."

follow closely.

She took off her long skirt, leaving only the lining, and huddled up in the quilt, leaving only her fair shoulders and slender collarbones.

Don't tell me, it's really like that.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and was about to make a comment.

Before he could speak, footsteps sounded again.

Then came Captain Xia’s voice: “I’m humble enough to ask for an audience with you, sir!”

As always, neither humble nor arrogant.

"come in."

The words fell.

The door was pushed open.

Captain Xia walked into the house and glanced at the bed with his peripheral vision.

He saw the beautiful woman who was kidnapped in the street yesterday, curled up in the quilt, with tears clearly visible in the corners of her eyes, and her expression was in a trance.

The corner of his mouth seemed to have been bitten by himself, causing blood to flow out.

Saw this scene.

She no longer doubted, sighed in her heart, looked away, looked at Ren Pingsheng, presented a booklet with both hands, and said coolly: "Sir, here are the names of the people that the Yamen has counted in the past few days."

"Well, put it here."

Ren Pingsheng said, stood up, walked to the head catcher Xia, looked down at her condescendingly, and said with a serious face: "With your strength, it is really unfair to be a catch catcher in this small town."

Xia Captou silently took a step back, keeping a certain distance from him, and said seriously: "Sir, I don't feel aggrieved by my humble position."

"Don't you really think so?"

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xia Captou said sternly: "To protect the peace of a place and benefit the people, I don't think there is anything wrong with holding a low position, let alone feel aggrieved."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and said: "Okay, very good, very good... The Capital Demon Suppression Division lacks talents like you."

Having said this, he paused and then continued: "The commander of the Capital Demon Suppression Company is a close friend of this young master. Letting you join the Capital Demon Suppression Company is just a matter of words to me."

The Demon-Suppressing Division...

It seemed that this was the first time that Xia Captou heard this name, and he was slightly startled.

Although she had never heard of this yamen before.

But just from the name, one can tell that the status of this Demon Suppression Division must be much stronger than that of the local government.

It is even very possible to be compared with Jin Yiwei.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the young master in front of him to mention it specifically.

for a while.

She was a little undecided.

Do you want to refuse or not?

after all.

She knew it very well.

The sect leader has always wanted to expand the influence of Hehuan Sect.

If he could join the Demon Suppression Division, it would undoubtedly be a good thing for the Hehuan Sect.

the other side.

Seeing her struggling slightly, Ren Pingsheng raised a smile on his lips and said, "You should understand what I mean.

You are a sixth-grade martial artist. There are some things that I cannot force you to do. Please go back and think about it carefully. Once you have the answer, you can give me an answer. "

These words were told to her almost openly.

Stay with me for a few more nights.

If I am happy, I will naturally recommend you to join the Demon Suppression Company.

Xia Captou naturally understood the implication. After a few seconds of silence, he cupped his hands and said, "I understand."

"Okay, let's get down."

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng said no more and waved his hand.

"I resign from my humble position!"

Xia Captou bowed, turned and left.

Before leaving, he glanced at the woman on the bed again from the corner of his eye.

Seeing that her expression was as blank as ever, she pursed her lips and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

After a while.

Confirm that Xia Captou has gone away.

Ren Pingsheng turned to look at Mo Qian on the bed, and admired sincerely: "Miss Mo deserves to be born in Qingqiu Mountain, and her acting skills are really lifelike."

Mo Qian was very impressed by his praise. He raised his head slightly and said, "I haven't used even 10% of my strength."

After speaking, he corrected: "Also, what Qingqiu Shan is good at is illusion, not the way of an actor."

"Well, it's awesome, it's really awesome."

Ren Pingsheng complimented a few more times, picked up the book on the table, and opened it to the first page.

After a quick glance, a name immediately caught his attention.

"Yun Niang..."

at this time.

Mo Qian got off the bed, walked behind him barefoot, and asked curiously: "With so many names, can you tell who is from the Hehuan Sect?"

"I can't tell, I can only guess."

"Then who do you think it is?"

Mo Qian asked curiously.

Ren Pingsheng pointed to a person's name and said, "She."

Mo Qian looked at the situation and murmured: "Yun Niang..."

After a pause, he asked again: "Why her?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "The rest of the names are either too difficult to pronounce or too common. Only the word Yun Niang is catchy and can be remembered at a glance."

Mo Qian was startled, then scanned it again and found that this was indeed the case.

Even if I read it twice.

The only name she could remember was Yun Niang!