The Empress Peeked At The Script Of Life And Invested In Me As A Villain

"Is it Qingyun City?"

"This junior brother, thank you very much."

Ning Jiuyou didn't say much, just turned around and Yu Jian left.

"Fly...fly? He's an inner disciple!"

This Outer Sect disciple was taken aback. Looking at Ning Jiuyou's disappearing figure, he quickly recalled whether he had offended Ning Jiuyou just now.

"I just ordered an extra bottle of Qi and Blood Pill. I believe that inner disciple won't blame me."

With the Qi and Blood Pill in hand, the Outer Sect disciple left in a hurry.

It seemed that he was afraid that Ning Jiuyou would turn back and come back to make trouble for him.

Qingyun City.

The big city of Qingyun Prefecture is also the imperial capital of Yan Kingdom.

With a population of hundreds of thousands, it is already a very prosperous place for ordinary people. Famous families, wealthy businessmen and tycoons all gather here.

Ning Jiuyou Yu Jian left Misty Sect and flew all the way, flying like lightning.

The white clouds are long, and the vast land is all under your feet.

"This is the difference between a cultivator and a mortal."

Ning Jiuyou stood on the golden lightsaber, overlooking the ground.

Villages, towns, and the mortals living in them are extremely small. It is no wonder that many immortals regard mortals as ants.

Flying in the sky every day, high above, the mentality is naturally different.

The sun is setting.

Ning Jiuyou speeded up and arrived at Qingyun City before dark.

Looking from a distance, a huge city sits on the vast plain.

The city wall of more than ten meters high defends Qingyun City like a golden soup.

There were long queues at the entrances of the various city gates.

Generally, entering the city requires guard soldiers to check and charge a fee for entering the city.

Ning Jiuyou jumped directly over the city wall, found a place with few people, and landed.

"The little prince Yan Jiuxiao is hosting a banquet for Ye Han to celebrate his promotion to the Dragon and Phoenix List. Naturally, it won't be too shabby, and the momentum must be great."

"I'll make some inquiries in the city, and I'm sure I'll know."

Ning Jiuyou groaned, found a set of common clothes from the storage bag, and changed to the clothes of the Outer Sect disciples of the Misty Sect, so as not to attract attention.

Although they are ordinary clothes, they are the clothes of immortal cultivators after all. They are still brocade clothes, gorgeous and noble.

In addition, Ning Jiuyou is already handsome and extraordinary, and after wearing this suit, he feels like a prince and grandson.

Ning Jiuyou nodded in satisfaction, and walked out of the alley with a normal expression.

on the street.

The uproar came.

"Take a look, take a look, my family's candy Calabash is the sweetest."

"Everyone, don't miss it, the oiran of Shenyue Pavilion is recruiting as the guest of honor today, hurry up."

"The aroma of the wine is wafting thousands of miles away, all guests are welcome to come in and have a drink."

Ning Jiuyou glanced at the bustling crowd, and merged into it calmly, looking for the news that Yan Jiuxiao was entertaining Ye Han.

When he came to a tea house, Ning Jiuyou found a corner seat and sat down.

"My lord, what would you like to drink?"

The attentive waiter hurried forward to inquire.

"A plate of peanuts, a pot of chrysanthemum tea, let's go."

Ning Jiuyou put down a broken piece of silver, dismissed the waiter, and continued to listen to the news in the teahouse.

"Hey, have you heard? The little prince Yan Jiuxiao hosted a banquet for Ye Han, the heir of the Ye family, at Zuixianju. It was so grand that he took over the entire Zuixianju."

"Zuixianju, tsk tsk, that's a good place."

"Isn't it? Any meal costs more than a dozen taels of silver. We can't afford it. In Zuixianju, we can't afford to spend thousands of taels of silver?"

Sure enough, Ning Jiuyou heard the information he wanted.

He was going to get up and leave, but seeing that it was just getting dark, he expected that the banquet at Zuixianju had just started, so he was in no hurry.

"Who is this Ye Han who actually wants the little prince to entertain him so grandly?"

"Oh, you don't know something about this?"

"Ye Han's original background was just a descendant of a collateral line of the Ye family, and he was not taken seriously, but because of the detection of Spiritual Roots, his aptitude is not bad, and he was sent to the Misty Sect to practice."

A collateral descendant of the Ye family?

The corner of Ning Jiuyou's mouth twitched.

It's really a proper protagonist template.

"No one expected that Ye Han really made a name for himself. Now he has not only become the inner disciple of Misty Sect, but also ranks among the dragon and phoenix rankings."

"Tsk tsk, the inner discipline on the Dragon and Phoenix list has a different weight. Of course, Yan Jiuxiao has to curry favor with him."

The dragon and phoenix list, the gold content is still very high.

To be able to rank in the top 100 among the tens of thousands of inner disciples of the Misty Sect, they are all strong and amazingly talented.

They may become true disciples of Misty Sect in the future!

"I heard from the gossip that the King of Yan is about to abdicate, and the princes under the King of Yan have started to fight openly and secretly, each showing their magical powers, and starting to fight for the throne."

"Yan Jiuxiao entertained Ye Han, apart from celebrating his entry into the dragon and phoenix list, most of them have the intention of taking advantage of the situation."

"If you get the support of Ye Han, I think the little prince's position as the King of Yan is pretty sure."

"Even if Ye Han doesn't express his opinion, this campaign will tell others that Ye Han is my friend of Yan Jiuxiao, and the little prince will definitely not lose."

There are well-informed people whispering at the tea table.

Their voices were very low, but they couldn't escape Ning Jiuyou's ears.

"I see."

Ning Jiuyou's gaze flickered a few times.

"Unfortunately, Yan Jiuxiao, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Because after tonight, Ye Han must die, and no one can help you become the king of Yan!"

Ning Jiuyou took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea served by the waiter in the shop, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After hearing no useful information, Ning Jiuyou came to the third floor of the teahouse and leaned on the railing to overlook the prosperity of the Imperial City of Yan.

On the main road where three carriages were parallel, there were lights and festoons, and red lanterns were hung high.

The streets were lined with ordinary people.

A long procession of floats slowly moved forward from the end of the main road, surrounded by cheers and excitement.

"Daddy, is that the oiran? She looks so pretty."

"This is the oiran of Shenyue Pavilion. I heard that we will be recruiting guests tonight."

"My God, how much money it will cost to be her guest of honor."

"I estimate that tonight many princes, grandchildren, and famous families will spend a lot of money."

Oiran?

Ning Jiuyou also cast a curious look.

In the long line of floats, he found the eight-carried sedan chair in the middle.

The sedan chair was held high, covered with all kinds of flowers, surrounded by white gauze, a young woman in brocade clothes and heavy makeup was lying in the sedan chair.

"Is she the oiran?"

Ning Jiuyou couldn't help shaking his head, his eyes unwavering.

He has seen Bi Luo'er, seen the real Zixia, and found that although the oiran is beautiful, she is far inferior to a real fairy.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to Zuixianju to see Ye Han."

The wind blew open the window lattice of the third-floor attic of the teahouse, and Ning Jiuyou, who was standing there, disappeared out of thin air.