The Scheming of a Prosperous Age: A Concubine's Story

  What's wrong with Liu Er, this matter, Jiu Yin Guan doesn't come, and also has no qualification to manage.

  After being hastily tidied up, two maidservants lifted Jiu Yin again and carried her out the door.

  Outside the door, a man in green clothes stood guard. Seeing the three people come out, he took two steps forward without making a sound, raised his arm and once again put Jiu Yin on his shoulder, then left this place.

  Clearly heard two girls behind her let out a heavy sigh, but Jiu Yin had no time to pay attention.

  Against her man, his muscles were like copper walls and iron fortresses, the strength was too overwhelming, it was not something she could resist.

  He was carried like this, passing through several gates along the way until he entered a courtyard.

  The young man did not hum a single note, and the nine sounds did not utter half a sentence. They got along so peacefully that it was somewhat beyond the expectation of the green-robed young man.

  In his opinion, this woman should at least resist a little.

  However, the woman the king wants is none of anyone else's business.

  Through the long corridor, he came to a bedroom, past the maids who were paying their respects to him, the man in green clothes carried the guqin and entered, walked to the bedside, and casually threw it down again.

  Her body heavily fell onto the embroidered couch, although it was covered with soft bedding, but this thud still made her involuntarily let out a muffled cry.

  That man in green clothes, she remembered him, even his subordinates were so rough, the legendary Wang Ye, was probably even more terrifying.

  She got up from the couch and was about to turn her head to see the green-clothed man's face clearly, but when she lifted her head, she was shocked by the person in front of her, and her heart suddenly contracted.

  He sat quietly there, his snow-white clothes filling the entire chair, his black hair scattered randomly, white clothes and black hair, strikingly clear.

  Even without a strong wind, you can feel a gentle breeze swirling around him, lightly lifting his hair, a dreamy and ethereal feeling.

  A stern face with a hint of gentleness, under the illumination of the night pearl, was dazzling to the point where one could hardly open their eyes.

  His sword-like eyebrows were furrowed with a hint of coldness, partly intoxicating and partly intimidating. A noble aura between his eyebrows was unforgettable, adding to him an irresistible charm that captivated people's hearts.

  His eyebrows are actually very quiet, but his momentum is bold and unrestrained. Under his sharp nose, his rose-colored thin lips are lightly pursed, sentimental, seductive, making people's thoughts wander.

  Those bright moon-like eyes were staring at her unwaveringly, clear and transparent like a deep and bottomless clear spring, seemingly so transparent yet completely unclear what was inside.

  A man of absolute beauty... even beautiful women can't help but feel jealous when they see him.

  "Qīng chéng..." Jiǔ yīn bó chún wēi qǐ, dī dī huàn le yī shēng.

  Translation:

  "City...overturned." The ninth tone of her thin lips slightly opened, and she softly called out once.

  Memories flooded in, that little nine-year-old girl, she always loved to hide in the corner of the holy altar, secretly paying attention to the war god who was admired by all women across the country.

  Every time I see him, I always lose my heart and soul, I don't dare to go forward and talk to him for a few more words, but I'm not willing to miss him like this.

  One day, she chased after his shadow all the way, accidentally colliding with a stone pillar outside the holy altar gate. This collision unexpectedly brought about their romantic fate.

  The God of War and the Holy Maiden are together, with no one among the people opposing it, even the Emperor tacitly approves their relationship.

  Although he had never held her hand, nor spoken a word of confession to her, yet everyone in Xichu knew that the Holy Maiden was the War God's woman and would be with him in the future.

  She is destined to marry the God of War...

  It's strange that her short-term memory only lasted for three months, and before that, she couldn't remember anything at all.

  The memory of being part of Jiuyin lasted only three months.

  The city was still quiet, with a profound gaze falling on her face, the line of sight sweeping over her flushed face and then moving down to her body.

  A thin gauze as light as a cicada's wing wrapped her entire body, covering her plump and snowy skin lightly. Her slender figure was almost invisible under the gauze.

  Her long hair fell to her waist and accidentally revealed a glimpse of beauty.

  This scene is just a woman's most beautiful posture, with a beauty that surpasses even the heavenly nymphs.

  Any man who saw her in this charming and alluring pose would probably lose his soul.

  But looking at her, there wasn't a glimmer of light in War and Conquest's eyes, instead they dimmed even further.