Chapter 128: Damn you for being so persistent

Lu Xuanjing lowered her head and remained silent. Her pride drove her to shake her head in denial, but she forcibly resisted the urge and actually acquiesced.

Li Guanhai picked up the tea cup that was full of tea, took a sip, shook his head and said: "Your tea making skills have a lot of room for improvement."

Hearing this, Lu Xuanjing felt an unknown fire in her heart and said angrily: "Drink or not!"

She felt aggrieved, thinking that she had never made tea before, but I made it just for you this time, and you still found it distasteful.

However, looking at the mess on the table, Lu Xuanjing knew that her tea-making skills were indeed very rough and could not be used on the table.

Li Guanhai smiled faintly, raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup, and suddenly said: "This is the Emperor's Palace."

Lu Xuanjing didn't know what she meant and asked, "Yeah, what?"

"I, the great devil, came to the Emperor's Palace alone." Li Guanhai turned to look at her and continued: "Your Highness the Saint, this is a good opportunity for you to slay the devil and defend your way. Why don't you take action?"

Lu Xuanjing was stunned, and immediately her eyes turned red, her nose became sour, and she shed tears.

Her voice was choked and trembling: "Li Guanhai, you are an irresponsible bastard!"

The tears accumulated during this period, once released, are like a river bursting its banks, out of control.

Li Guanhai walked over, looked into her stubborn and cold eyes, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears hanging on her face.

Lu Xuanjing didn't hide or dodge, just stared at him closely.

The distance between the two was less than one meter, and they could smell each other's breath, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.

At this critical moment when the fire was about to ignite, Cheng Yaojin came.

A female disciple shouted at the palace gate: "Senior Sister, that Song Heqing is here again."

Upon hearing the words "Song Heqing", Lu Xuanjing frowned slightly, the grievance on her face disappeared, and she looked very angry.

Li Guanhai smiled and asked, "Who is Song Heqing?"

"He is a direct disciple of Julu Academy."

Lu Xuanjing explained casually, then suddenly remembered something, as if she was afraid that Li Guanhai would misunderstand, and hurriedly added: "I'm not familiar with him. The first time I met him was on the way back to the Emperor's Palace after leaving the Never Return Realm."

"Later, this person came to my door every now and then, so I kept him away from the mountain gate on the grounds that he was practicing in seclusion."

Li Guanhai suddenly realized.

It turned out to be a lustful person. This person must have fallen in love with Lu Xuanjing at first sight and was greedy for her beauty, so he stalked her and refused to let her go.

There are so many people like this, it’s not surprising.

Li Guanhai has no interest in this kind of people, but if Song Heqing has thoughts that he shouldn't have, then he will not live.

What about direct disciples?

What about Julu Academy?

Could it be that Julu Academy still dares to cause trouble for Li Guanhai?

When Li Ningshuang killed Fang Guanyu in the Xuantian Treasure Cave in the Realm of No-Return, Julu Academy must have known about it a long time ago. Didn't it just disappear without any movement?

In front of Yun Weisi, Julu Academy, which was formed by the disciples of poor families, was simply not enough to see.

Just when Lu Xuanjing was about to say goodbye to the female disciple, Li Guanhai smiled and said first, "Let's meet. They say Julu Academy is full of talented people and full of economics. I'm really curious."

Lu Xuanjing came close to him and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do? Don't mess around."

Li Guanhai remained calm, his hand reached behind her waist, squeezed hard somewhere, and said, "Let him come."

Lu Xuanjing trembled all over and let out a soul-crushing scream. Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time to prevent the sound from reaching the ears of the waiting female disciple.

Her face was flushed, even her delicate earlobes were red. She glared at Li Guanhai in shame and ordered the female disciple in a strange tone: "Well, um, let him come in."

"Eh?"

The female disciple was a little surprised. That Song Heqing had come so many times, but the senior sister had never let him enter the Emperor's Palace once. Why did he suddenly agree this time?

But she didn't think much about it, agreed, turned into a divine rainbow and left.

Lu Xuanjing grabbed the dishonest hand behind her waist and glared at Li Guanhai with a blushing face.

...

At the mountain gate of the Dihuang Palace, Song Heqing held a folding fan, looked at the mountain gate and sighed.

This is the twelfth time he has paid a visit. The previous eleven times he has hit a wall. Not only has he not been able to see the person in person, but he has never even stepped foot inside the mountain gate.

The result this time is probably the same as before, coming in with excitement and returning in defeat.

Ever since that brief meeting a few months ago, Song Heqing has been obsessed with Lu Xuanjing. He spends all day thinking about food and tea, and will think of her whenever he closes his eyes.

Song Heqing knew that he was in love, so he came to visit the Dihuang Palace every now and then, hoping to impress the beautiful woman.

It's a pity that Lu Xuanjing's heart is like the eternal ice, which has never melted even a little bit, and she didn't even give her a chance to meet.

This made Song Heqing very frustrated and disappointed, but he had a tenacious character and became more courageous the more frustrated he was. He would come twice if he didn't see her once, and three times if he didn't see her twice, until she saw him.

At this time, the female disciple who went to report came to the mountain gate in the breeze and said, "Master Song, please."

Song Heqing was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a look of ecstasy.

The long-term efforts have paid off. She is finally willing to see herself. When the opportunity comes, she must seize it!

Song Heqing followed the female disciple into the Emperor's Palace, passed through many divine islands, and came to the outside of the Holy Maiden's Palace where the door was closed.

The female disciple said: "Mr. Song, the senior sister is inside."

"Thanks for the guidance."

Song Heqing bowed and saluted. After the female disciple left, he straightened his clothes and tried to look more elegant. He must not make a fool of himself in front of the beauty.

He took a deep breath and bowed to the palace door and said: "Song Heqing from Julu Academy, please see the Saint Xuanjing."

The hall was dead silent, without any echo.

Song Heqing was puzzled. Could it be that he spoke too softly and the Saint Xuanjing didn't hear him?

So he raised his voice and repeated: "Song Heqing from Julu Academy, please see the Saint Xuanjing."

Finally, there was movement in the palace, and a cold voice came out: "Come in."

Song Heqing was ecstatic, his face flushed with excitement, and his heart beat violently.

He stretched out his hand to push open the heavy palace door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the palace, a clear and faint fragrance came to his nose, which made people's hearts sway.

Stepping on the ground covered with a thin blanket, Song Heqing's breathing became heavier with every step.

He was about to see the person he had been thinking about day and night, and he could no longer remain calm and elegant.

At this moment, he looked like he was obsessed with sex, his eyes were fixed, his mouth was slightly open, and he looked a little wretched.

On the throne at the end of the thin blanket, Lu Xuanjing, dressed in a white dress, sat peacefully, beautiful beyond compare, flawless, and crazy.

She sat there quietly, with a peerless face and skin whiter than snow, like a beauty made of jade, cold and aloof, extraordinary and otherworldly.

Song Heqing had thousands of words to say in his heart, but when he saw Lu Xuanjing, he was stunned, as if frozen, stupid and dazed, unable to say a word.

At this time, Lu Xuanjing on the throne suddenly smiled lightly, as beautiful as a crabapple.

She spoke, but the voice that came out was a man's: "Is this what you always wanted?"