Hearing her adorable and charming aunt's words, Jiang Dandan, who was being held in the arms of the hunter, immediately sounded alarm bells. "Daodao, how could you match Yanliu with the high priest of the deep-sea mermaid clan? Didn't you say that if Yanliu were with him, she would go back to the deep sea with him and I would have a hard time seeing her? We agreed to resolutely resist her marrying far away!"
How could Daodao deceive the dragon?
He himself said that Yanliu cannot be with the High Priest of the Deep Sea Mermaid Clan. If they are together, Yanliu will marry far away, and in the future, if she wants to go out and roam, she will not be able to find anyone to guard the Troya Empire for her.
Hunter held Jiang Dandan in one arm and pressed down on the back of its head with the other, pinning it against his neck.
Jiang Dandan: "???"
Why do you want to press it down?
Don't let it talk.
Ugh, so sleepy, so sleepy, so sleepy.
Don't sleep, don't sleep, listen to them.
Sleepiness came over her for no reason. Jiang Dandan hugged Hunter's neck, her eyes drooped, and she fell into a deep sleep. Hunter stroked her soft hair with the hand that was on the back of her head, then let go and hugged her with both hands. She opened her mouth and replied to Jiang Si: "Yan Liu doesn't think much of him, but she's bad at it but has a big addiction and wants to play. I have to find some opportunity for her to play."
Jiang Si chuckled, raising her gaze to sweep over Jiang Dandan, who was sleeping with him in her arms. "I said hunting, aren't you afraid she'll hear you? She'll whip you to death with a willow branch, saying she's a noob but a freak, and that she'll risk her life for you."
Hunt glanced at his master, his eyes focused and serious: "If we fight to the death, we'll be evenly matched. Master won't help her or me, so why should I be afraid of her?"
Jiang Si raised her eyebrows and met his gaze, then said something that struck right into Hunter's heart: "Hunter, I advise you to be kind, otherwise if you offend her, your life will be just like today, just like now."
Jiang Si's implication was that if he really offended Yan Liu, she would want to sleep with Jiang Dandan every night and play with her every day. He wanted to sleep and play with Jiang Dandan together, cultivate feelings, and dream about it.
Hunting understood his master's meaning perfectly. He curled his thin lips slightly and said, "What you said has enlightened me. I should arrange for her to marry the High Priest of the Deep Sea Mermaid Clan. If she stays far away from me, this whole thing will be over."
Jiang Si laughed out loud: "You're contradicting yourself. First you said she looked down on him, and now you're saying you're trying to match her up. Do you think my beautiful Yanliu is free?"
Hunting echoed with amusement: "She wants money. She's the only money-grubber in the entire Abel Galaxy, even the Milky Way. All she cares about is money and zombie crystals!"
“Yes, don’t you think she’s adorable?” Jiang Si nodded: “She has goals to strive for, and she’s energetic and full of vitality every day, making money, making money, making money.”
Hunting cannot deny it: "Yes, Master, she is very energetic. She treats millions of people every day and still has time to tease a dragon. She is indeed full of energy and vitality."
“You mean…” Jiang Si had just finished speaking when her personal terminal vibrated, interrupting her. She raised her personal terminal, opened it, and looked down: “Hunting, Cangying has already turned back halfway to go to Abel Manor to find Yanliu. Tell him to notify him immediately if I have any news.”
"So how should I answer His Excellency's question, or rather, should you answer it for me?"
"No need to answer him!" Hunter reminded Jiang Si, "Master, Marshal Agares is waiting for you up ahead!"
Jiang Si exclaimed, turning her gaze from the hunter to the front. She saw Agares walking towards them in a casual shirt. Upon seeing them, he stopped and reached out to Jiang Si.
Ginger shreds: "..."
Okay, okay, I won't answer him, I won't answer him.
Anyway, Yanliu has already made it clear to him that the woman who was just teasing him wasn't pregnant, but he didn't believe it and brought this trouble upon himself, so there's nothing that can be done about it.
"Alright, take Jiang Dandan back to get some sleep. I'm going back to sleep too. See you tomorrow." Jiang Si said, then quickly ran towards Agares.
Hunting stopped in his tracks, holding Jiang Dandan. He watched as his master approached Marshal Agares. He paused, then leaped, arms outstretched, and jumped toward Agares.
Agares caught her steadily, hugged her, nodded to the hunter, and turned to leave with Jiang Si in his arms.
Jiang Si recounted what Hunt had done to Yan Liu, and then laughed, "Agares, don't you think my Yan Liu is stupid? Hunt tricked her away with just a few star diamonds."
Despite Jiang Si's late arrival, she knew everything about the hunting operation in Yanliugan.
Agares kissed her: "Yanliu isn't stupid. Hunting doesn't just yield star diamond ore randomly. He's keeping an eye on Lord Cangying!"
Jiang Si was puzzled: "Why is he wary of Cangying? He knows he is Cangying's destined one. That shouldn't be the case. If he knew he was Cangying's destined one, he would have stabbed him to death to end it all. How could he be wary of him!"
Agares, as expected of Bo Jichen's student, is a master of meticulous detail throughout the entire Abel Galaxy: "He doesn't know that he is Lord Cangying's destined partner, but Cangying keeps looking at Xihe."
Jiang Si exclaimed, "Really? I didn't see it!"
Agares' voice was low: "Yes, whether at the press conference for the short-distance space jump technology or at the dinner table today, Cangying looked at Xihe more often than at us. He cares about Xihe and is very sensitive to everything about her."
"As the saying goes, like attracts like, and like kills like. In terms of hunting, he is a knife and Xihe is an outcast. But Cangying is a grown male dragon, and Xihe is a human-dragon hybrid, but it is undeniable that she inherited more from her teacher and is a female dragon."
"Male dragon, female dragon, even if Xihe is a hybrid, wouldn't another dragon be more attractive to her than a sword, especially since they are creatures that carry memories and inheritances? We can't treat them like children."
Jiang Si suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. I understand now. The reason for hunting down this scheming bastard was to deliberately take a picture of Yan Liu leaving and send it to Cangying, so that he would go looking for Yan Liu, care about Yan Liu, and not have time to study Jiang Dandan."
Agares chuckled in response, but didn't forget to remind him: "The Hunter doesn't know that Cangying's calculations show that he is his destined partner. So in the Hunter's mind, if Cangying glances at Xihe, it means he's trying to steal her away, scrutinizing her, or suspecting whether Xihe is a dragon."
"He was also afraid that Xihe would play with that dragon, so why wouldn't he let Yanliu nip the possibility of it happening?"
After hearing this, Jiang Si sighed, "What a scheming man! I never would have guessed he was so domineering towards Jiang Dandan, treating her like she was made of glass.
Jiang Dandan, that heartless bastard, only wants to go out and have fun, only wants to be a playboy, hunting the frog in the boiling water. He's already cooked it in the pot, how could he let others covet it?
The high priest of the deep-sea mermaid clan is incredibly wealthy and skilled in divination. Even if he divines his destined partner to be Huntie, he still won't be able to have him.
Agares' dark eyes deepened slightly: "The Hunt is a very clear-cut weapon. It knows what it wants and what it doesn't want. No matter how mischievous Xihe is, no matter how much she wants to go out and have fun, and no matter how much she doesn't want to inherit the throne, as long as the Hunt is around, it can't escape."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Si hesitated for a moment and asked, "It seems that Jiang Dandan didn't do anything; it was all done by our hunter, and our hunter was learning."
Agares tightened his grip on Jiang Si's hand: "The capable should do more. Hunting is very smart and learns things quickly. Xihe is not stupid either; it has inherited memories. It doesn't do anything; it's just purely lazy."
Jiang Si nodded, "Okay, okay, our Jiang Dandan is the typical person who relies on others when there are mountains to rely on, relies on others when there is water to rely on, and relies on himself when there is no other way out."
"Let's not talk about them anymore, let's not talk about them anymore, little Agares. You're walking too slowly. By the time you get to the palace, it will be dawn. Hurry up and run, carry me and run back to the palace."
Agares brought his face close to her mouth: "If you want me to run, you'll have to offer a reward first, otherwise, I won't have the strength!"
Instead of kissing his face, Jiang Si bit his neck and threatened, "Little Agares, if you don't run, I'm going to bite your throat."
A sharp pain shot through his neck, and Agares chuckled, "Fine, you've got me in your grip. I'm starting to run now. Hold on tight, or if you fall, I won't be bailing you out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Si wrapped her arms around his neck.
Agares took long strides, quickened her pace, and started running with Jiang Si in her arms...
"High Priest, what brings you here?" Quanjian had just disembarked from the aircraft and entered Abel Manor. She poured herself a glass of water and hadn't even finished it when she saw her High Priest getting off the aircraft. Thinking she was seeing things, she rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't mistaken before asking, "Weren't you going back to the Space Jump Research Institute?"
“Yes!” Fu Huan made herself a cup of fruit tea, and as she drank it in the kitchen, she walked into the living room and continued Quan Jian’s words: “Lord Cangying, didn’t you go back to the Troya Empire’s Space Jump Research Institute? Did you leave something behind when you came here now?”
His face is so pale, his hair is so white, and his breathing is a little unsteady. He vomited blood again today. Is he torturing himself or courting death?
Ever since Cangying received the photos from the hunter, his heart has been filled with worry. He worries about Yanliu, who is wearing pajamas and wandering out of the palace alone, not knowing where she has wandered off to, unable to sleep.
He regretted it, regretted the words he had said today, regretted that he had tainted Yanliu's innocence, and regretted being so heartless and ungrateful, saying such hurtful things. Even if Yanliu was physically strong and mentally powerful, he should not have hurt her like that.
Cangying steadied his breathing and asked, "Has Princess Yanliu returned?"
Without even thinking, Quanjian blurted out, "She's staying at the palace today. Why would she come back? She's not back!"
Fu Huan's eyes lit up with gossip again. She echoed Quan Jian's words, eager to stir up trouble, and didn't forget to sow discord, kick someone when they're down, and stab them in the heart: "Yes, Lord Cangying, Yan Liu said today that she would sleep with my precious daughter. You heard it on the spot."
“Now you’re going back to Abel Manor to find her. Who are you trying to impress? Yanliu? My daughter? They can’t see it.”
Cangying frowned slightly, apologized, and quickly went upstairs.
Quanjian stepped forward and watched his High Priest leave. He then asked Fu Huan, "What's going on? The beautiful Yanliu is in the palace. What is he looking for at Abel Manor?"
As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. Fu Huan, as a bystander, could guess a thing or two, even if he didn't see everything perfectly: "Is it possible that Yan Liu was hurt by his words, went back and took a shower, got angrier and angrier, and ran away from home?"
Quanjian exclaimed, "No way?"
Fu Huan shrugged: "Why not?"
Quanjian immediately fiddled with his personal terminal: "I'm calling Yanliu... Ugh, ugly thing, look what this is?"
Fu Huan, a gossip enthusiast who can calculate with his fingers but doesn't actually do it, went straight over to look at Quan Jian's personal terminal when he heard her call him.
Good heavens! The High Priest of the Deep Sea Mermaid Clan was looking for Yan Liu, who was currently live-streaming. She was wearing a nightgown, her long hair was loose, and she was sitting on the ground covered with dead leaves, with a huge willow tree behind her.
Around 9 or 10 pm, the night owls had just started their nightly activities and hadn't even had a chance to have fun yet when Yanliu started her live stream. Those who hadn't slept and the night owls immediately flocked in. Upon seeing her angelic face and the location she was in, the chat exploded with comments: "Your Highness Yanliu, Your Highness Yanliu, where are you? Why is it so dark all around? And why is the ground covered with dead leaves?"
"Your Highness, that tree behind you is so beautiful, it's sparkling! What place is it? Is it a new tourist attraction?"
"Princess Yanliu, wearing a nightgown, sitting on withered leaves, surrounded by darkness except for a single tree that is shimmering—don't you think this scene is incredibly beautiful and enchanting?"
"Undeniably, the scene is indeed beautiful and aesthetically pleasing, but can it surpass the beauty of Princess Yanliu?"
"Speaking the truth!" Yan Liu said in the live stream: "Good evening, everyone. It's a long night and I can't sleep. Don't miss out! I don't need your 998 or 98. You only need to tip 9.8 and I can chat with you until dawn!"
The viewers in the live stream exploded like oil in a pan: "Really? Your Highness Yanliu, we only need to tip 9.8 and you'll chat with us all night?"
"I've already tipped 998, Your Highness Yanliu, please look at me, please look at me! Could you please open another order for mental energy treatment? Two of my relatives went for treatment, and they were on the verge of death every day, but they came back full of energy. They feel that the money was well spent, so well spent."
"I've already tipped you 9988, Your Highness Yanliu. You said you wanted to chat with us, could you tell us what your criteria for choosing a partner are? I'd like to work hard to get closer to you!"
Yan Liu sat on the ground, her lower body already rooted to the ground, sprouting willow trees, while her upper body remained in human form, concealed by her nightgown, so no one could tell. She leaned against the willow trees that had grown from her legs, exuding a languid beauty that could topple kingdoms: "I have no standards for choosing a partner. If I like you, even if you're a beggar, it's fine. If I don't like you, even if you're the former richest man in the Fourth Civilization, Shu Xubai, you're still trash!"
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