Chapter 7
Cen Biqing Should Be This Kind of Woman

Inside the West Lake Dragon Palace.

Several people moved from the side hall to the main hall.

Hua Yun and Xia Gu walked in front, one tall and one short, but their backs were equally slender.

Hua Yun was lively and loved to wear a red military uniform. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, which swayed back and forth with her steps.

Xia Gu was just the opposite. Her tall and slender figure didn't sway as she walked, and even the jeweled hairpins on her head didn't make a sound.

Xiao Qing followed Ao Qing, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, feeling strange.

"What are they arguing about?"

Ao Qing had changed into a black robe with gold embroidery, and he walked beside Xiao Qing, his hands behind his back.

"Want to hear my opinion?"

Xiao Qing turned her head to look at Ao Qing, suspicious.

"You understand?"

Ao Qing looked relaxed and didn't answer. He casually extended his right hand towards Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing cautiously moved back, her left hand tucked against her chest, her eyes full of vigilance.

"What are you trying to do again?"

"I'm telling you, don't try to trick me into turning into my true form like you did the first time."

Ao Qing kept his right hand outstretched, as if remembering the fun he had coaxing the little girl beside him that day, his lips slightly curved.

"So, do you want to know the answer?"

Xiao Qing didn't want to pay attention to Ao Qing.

She thought this guy only knew how to lie, and he was strange, but he smelled good.

Speaking of smells.

Xiao Qing subconsciously twitched her snow-white nose, but unfortunately, she didn't smell the good scent.

Her movements didn't escape Ao Qing's senses.

The handsome lake lord's eyes softened, his golden pupils sparkling with amusement, like a lazy afternoon sun reflected in a small lake.

The little snake is quite vigilant, I'll have to change my trick next time.

Ao Qing's thoughts turned, and he took a step closer to Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing was reminiscing about the pure-blooded dragon scent on Ao Qing when she suddenly felt a warmth on her left hand and was grabbed by someone.

She instinctively wanted to pull her hand away, but her nose twitched, and she smelled the good scent again.

Seeing Xiao Qing close her eyes, her delicate and beautiful face full of intoxication.

Ao Qing smiled and clasped Xiao Qing's cold, smooth little hand tightly.

No matter how vigilant, dragons are superior to snakes.

With Xiao Qing's hand in his, Ao Qing led her into the Dragon Palace's main hall along with the two in front.

Eight tall crystal pillars supported the entire hall.

Various gemstones were embedded in the walls, depicting a series of moving and magnificent paintings.

After the Dragon Palace was renovated, Hua Yun moved her chair here, placing it next to the seat of Lord Lake Ao Qing.

Seeing the two chairs side by side, one delicate and one imposing.

Xia Gu's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she immediately glared at Hua Yun.

Hua Yun raised her little head, her black eyes filled with pride.

"Too bad, we didn't prepare a chair for the guest."

A cold smile appeared on Xia Gu's stunningly beautiful face, and she immediately pulled out the jeweled hairpin from her hair and flicked it.

A flash of light, a golden chair with dragon patterns carved on it landed on the ground, next to Ao Qing's chair.

"No problem, my family is wealthy, I brought one with me."

Now it was Hua Yun's turn to sneer, but she didn't bother with the topic anymore, sitting down on her chair.

"Where's the ghost you mentioned?"

Xia Gu didn't want to argue with her on the same issue, for fear that it would make Ao Qing think they were petty.

She clapped her hands lightly, and the maidservant who followed behind the group immediately came forward, taking out a jade bottle from her sleeve.

The jade bottle was tall and slender, a deep blue color throughout. If you listened closely, you could hear the faint sound of waves.

The maid tapped the jade bottle, and immediately a grey light flew out, landing on the ground, splitting into two.

One was the soul body, translucent, except for being a little dilapidated, you couldn't see anything else. It knelt on the ground with its forehead pressed against the floor.

The other was the deceased's body, extremely tragic, covered in injuries, and the death pose was typical of drowning.

Xia Gu clapped her hands lightly, her voice calm and commanding.

"Yan Shi, quickly tell us what happened to you."

Yan Shi's soul trembled and stammered as she began to recount her misfortune.

She started with her husband Zhao Hong staying in the shop, then talked about the man who called himself the Five Way God Silang entering their house, driving away the maids and servants, and forcing her to lose her chastity.

Finally, she mentioned that when Zhao Hong learned of this, not only did he refuse to help her, but he was also afraid of the news leaking out and tarnishing the reputation of the Zhao family.

After she finished telling everything.

Yan Shi's soul whimpered, prostrated on the ground and continuously kowtowed, begging the immortals to help her.

Among the group, Xiao Qing was the most impatient and straightforward, unable to stand any injustice.

As soon as Yan Shi finished speaking, she didn't care about sniffing the dragon scent on Ao Qing. She stepped forward, indignant and said.

"How can there be such a wicked and evil god in the world, and how can there be a cowardly husband like yours!"

"Get up, take me there, first I'll chop your cowardly husband with my sword, then I'll split that evil god with my sword!"

She was so angry that her little face turned red, even revealing her green snake pupils, and her high ponytail swayed constantly.

Xia Gu narrowed her eyes slightly, she had noticed Xiao Qing earlier.

At that time, she just thought she might be a maid or servant.

But now, upon closer inspection, this woman dared to speak before Ao Qing, her identity was indeed questionable.

Hua Yun sat in her chair, her left hand propping up her chin, looking at Xiao Qing with interest, then at Ao Qing standing behind her.

She vaguely guessed what Ao Qing felt for Xiao Qing, but she wasn't worried.

She was just a concubine for her future husband, no need to be afraid.

Seeing that Xiao Qing was so indignant for the misfortune of a random woman.

Ao Qing's golden pupils couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

Cen Bi Qing should be such a woman!

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