Su Rui and Fang You'an have left temporarily, and the matters between the two cities are handed over to Lu Yaoye and Yuan Wanzheng respectively.

Zhu Qinghong went to Youshuang City to meet Wang Shangren.

"Greetings to Your Majesty." Wang Shangren bent down to flatter him, "Your Majesty is so beautiful that he is really a celestial immortal."

"Sit." Zhu Qinghong sat down in the main seat without any hesitation, "I want to go to the slave country. You lead the way."

Wang Shangren's smile froze: "Your Majesty. The slave country is not a good place for women. As a woman, it is not a good thing to go there this time. Our country's business will last for a long time and there is a sufficient supply of goods. Your Majesty should understand what it means."

Zhu Qinghong curled his lips and looked cold: "I did not discuss with you, but ordered me. Do you understand?"

"I understand, understand." Wang Shangren wiped the sweat from his forehead, "The only way to enter the slave country with His Majesty's appearance."

Lifting his chin, Zhu Qinghong signaled to him. Wang Shangren's eyes lit up: "Dress up as a raised dancer."

"Hmm?" Zhu Qinghong's eyes turned sharp.

Wang Shangren immediately knelt down: "It's not that young, I want to take advantage of Your Majesty. Your Majesty looks like a slave. It's still credible to say that he is a dancer. Your Majesty, he dare not hide it. The emperor of our country is a county-level priest."

County-level priest... Zhu Qinghong raised the corner of his mouth.

Just as I was about to find more resources, someone came to my door. It was good and worthy of commendation.

"You just need to take me into the city, and don't care about those next to you." Zhu Qinghong stood up and walked to Mr. Wang, and raised his chin with his fingers. "You are a businessman, chasing interests. See the situation clearly. Whether the glory and wealth in the second half of your life will be in your mind."

Mr. Wang pondered for a moment and asked, "I heard that his Majesty's country prohibits slave trading. How should I, a slave merchant, live?"

"Since you are a businessman, you can do slave business, you can do other businesses," Zhu Qinghong thought, "You are an ordinary person, are you? Do you want the power of a priest? Nowadays, all money and power are empty. Strength is the supreme one, right?"

"Can you make me a priest?" Wang Shangren widened his eyes in disbelief, "No, it's impossible."

Zhu Qinghong raised his hand and summoned a ball of strength: "Of course it is possible. I will take the priest's strength as I want, and give it to whoever I want. You are a merchant, how about the power of wind control you? Then you will not only not have to be afraid of demons, but also be able to deliver goods faster."

Control the wind... Wang Shangren is well-informed and naturally knows that the power of the Zhao family priest is control the wind.

His Majesty fought against three, not only killed them, but also drew out his strength. How powerful and terrifying. He was so excited that he trembled with power at his fingertips...

"Have you thought it through?" Zhu Qinghong's fingers were pressed against the power ball, "You don't want it. I can give it to others."

"No." Wang Shangren shouted, "No, Your Majesty. Please give me rewards. No matter what I do, I am willing."

Zhu Qinghong put away the ball of strength: "I can't treat you badly. Go down and prepare. We will set out tomorrow."

Shangren Wang felt very regretful. He stood up and saluted, and strength must be obtained.

Zhu Qinghong smiled: "Slow down."

Unexplained, Mr. Wang turned around.

Zhu Qinghong injected a force into his body: "I'll give you a reward first."

The invisible power filled the whole body, and Mr. Wang was overwhelmed with surprise. After thanking him repeatedly, he ran out to try his strength.

From being stumbling to being proficient, Mr. Wang became more and more excited. Really, he really has the power to control the wind!

"Hahahaha." He laughed endlessly, and Mr. Wang was excited. With the strength, he was no longer afraid of demons.

Soon, he calmed down. If he wanted to keep his strength, he needed to do his best to do his best.

Your Majesty can give it to you and you can also take it back.

If you haven't owned it, you can still resist greed.

Once you have it, you are unwilling to lose it. The greed that grasps power becomes fear of losing it.

On the city wall.

Zhu Qinghong held a ball in both hands, and a whirlwind whistling inside. The corners of her lips curled slightly, and everything was at control.

The next day.

Shangren Wang was ready to invite everything. Zhu Qinghong walked to him and stopped: "How do you feel?"

"It feels good." Wang Shangren's head lowered. How could it be bad to have strength?

After taking a light look, Zhu Qinghong got on the carriage. He split a wisp from the power ball, and it would dissipate after a long time.

It is best not to have any bad thoughts.

The carriage drove slowly, and Zhu Qinghong lifted the curtain to look outside. After all, she was not a good person.

During this trip, Lu Yaoye rolled around and insisted on following him. Yingling City was handed over to Lu Yu, and he was so angry that he chased him out of several streets.

Lu Yaoye fell in the carriage, swaying while drinking milk tea: "Your Majesty, is the slave country fun?"

"What are you doing with me if you're not fun?" Zhu Qinghong took out a grapefruit and "peeled it."

"Okay." Lu Yaoye happily took it.

The young master who has been frugal since he was a child, has slid the skin of grapefruit. The unique taste stimulates the taste buds and has inexplicably sourness. He smashes his mouth and speeds up.

When the skin was peeled off, Lu Yaoye spontaneously broke it in half.

Zhu Qinghong took half of it and said nothing.

Lu Yaoye happily grabbed a piece of grapefruit and bit it, his face suddenly turned ugly.

The first time I eat it, I can't help but feel sour and astringent.

He frowned and took it away, and after a while he felt the sweetness coming up again.

Not sure, eat again.

Lu Yaoye continued to eat, his face slowly relaxed. After getting used to eating, he became a little excited.

Zhu Qinghong glanced at him, and the man came with him to eat. Lu Yaoye took his last bite and looked at the one in her hand.

"Give it." Zhu Qinghong didn't love grapefruit and didn't hate it. He couldn't finish it all, and one or two petals were not enough.

Give him the food to no end, so as not to waste it.

Lu Yaoye thanked him repeatedly and took it happily. After taking it, the juice exploded in his mouth.

Seeing that he likes to eat, Zhu Qinghong asked Ono to choose the most sour lemon.

She took it out and handed it over: "Try this."

"It's a bit like an orange." Lu Yaoye hurriedly took it away, "I'll eat it later. It's true that he follows His Majesty."

Zhu Qinghong nodded and looked at when he would eat lemons. After eating grapefruit, Lu Yaoye fought for lemons.

It was difficult to peel the lemon peel, so he tore it apart a little bit. When the task was done, Lu Yaoye took out a petal and put it in his mouth. In an instant, his whole face was so sore that he lost his expression management.

Zhu Qinghong turned to look outside, and the curve of his mouth rose. Lu Yaoye had never eaten such a sour thing before and almost vomited it out.

Fortunately, I remember that I had to swallow it even when I was kneeling in front of Zhu Qinghong. The smell in his mouth had not yet dissipated, and he was staring at the remaining lemon in his hand without tears.

Zhu Qinghong tried his best to hold back his laughter and reminded him kindly: "If you can't finish eating, you can squeeze it into juice. Only one cup of each."

Lu Yaoye swallowed his saliva and felt that there was only sour taste in his mouth. He wanted to squeeze it into juice, but he had no tools.

Forget it, just eat it. Lu Yaoye puts one petal after another into his mouth, and he loses his expression once and manages his expression once.

However, at the end of the meal, I wonder if I was having fun. He was still a little unsatisfied.

That's quite unforgettable.

"So you like sour things." Zhu Qinghong looked like he suddenly realized, "I remember."

"It's...I don't like it that much." Lu Yaoye explained stutteringly, "Gourmet, it's okay. Lemon...juice."

Zhu Qinghong nodded: "I will give you lemon juice in the future. If you like it, drink more. I have lemons."

"..." Lu Yaoye realized something was wrong.

His eyebrows were frowned like a little old man. But he had no choice, the other party was His Majesty.

It was boring to travel, and someone came with him.

Zhu Qinghong naturally had some fun.

So what if you know? Do you dare to resist?

Lu Yaoye could only bear it.

He has always treated others as fun. This is the first time he has been treated as fun by others.

So that's how it feels.

Lu Yaoye touched his chin and it was a little fresh. In fact, he didn't lose money, and he ate a lot of delicious food.

What lemon, durian.

After surviving the first time, I naturally fell in love with it. Come on, come on, he will never refuse anyone. Isn’t it just eating?

Zhu Qinghong raised his eyebrows, and actually wanted him to challenge the dark food one by one. After all, she doesn't eat it, so it's good to have someone try it.

Carriages and horses were driving on the earth, getting closer and closer to the slave country. During this period, Lu Yaoye tasted a lot of dark dishes, some of which were not bad, some of which were not understood.

But you can't waste food. No matter what the taste is, he must finish it. He can't finish it and continue eating the next meal.

Zhu Qinghong looked at him with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He wanted to applaud him. It was amazing, it was really amazing.

Occasionally, demons attack and Lu Yaoye acts. He releases a lot of black air, and the demons instantly lose their spirits and can be slaughtered.
To be continued...