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He also made a comment by the way: "Looking at what you said, it seems like you want to be the successor of "The King of Rock". "

As Ningguang said, she has far surpassed the other seven stars, and she is Li Yue's actual number one.

If the desire continues to expand, and if you step forward, isn't it the throne of the Rock King?

Ningguang actually didn't deny it: "Want it or not is not the point... When the power in your hands is too great, no matter how unwilling it is, it will become another situation of "Yanwang Dijun". "

"And I always think that whether it is the emperor of "gods" or the emperor of "human beings"... its existence is necessary..."

"Monarch" does not refer to a certain person, he can be Morax or a human...

Today's Liyue is not strong enough to break away from "worship".

There must be someone walking in the front and telling everyone with a firm back.

Follow me and have a good life.

Follow me, only the rich Liyue.

Follow me, so you won't be confused.

Thousands of years ago, the figure behind the leader was "The King of Rock", who led people to build Liyue Harbor.

And with the end of the legend, the departure of the immortals, and the retreat of the emperor, starting from ten years ago, that back may have become the "Jade Pavilion" that came to the sky above Liyue.

Ningguang was proud of this, and looked up at the gradually rising crescent moon, and began to feel sad: "But I am not an emperor, I have no long-term life, and I have no powerful power. As a fragile human being, maybe tomorrow will fall, just will be overturned..."

Looking at Yue Xia's lonely figure, Xia Xia only felt distressed and comforted: "It's not that exaggerated, the people of Liyue support you so much, if anyone asks you to step down, they will be the first to disagree!"

What a naive child.

Ningguang smiled.

She was hesitating whether she should continue talking.

She was thinking about whether to pull Xia into a more complicated social relationship.

Ningguang suddenly got a little naughty, and threw out the hesitation in his heart: "If I continue to talk, it is probably just my personal dark conjecture. After you listen to it, you may feel that "it turns out that Ningguang is such a villain", if you really I can't say it anymore..."

"It's hard to say if it's dark, but it's not a villain, right?"

Xia Xia's answer was unsatisfactory, and Ningguang said resentfully, "Your emotional intelligence should not be so low, right? What should I say at this time, do I have to teach you?"

Xia Xian scratched his head in a humiliating manner, and paused before speaking.

"No matter what kind of person Ningguang is, I won't hate it... I like it all, is that all right?"

After speaking perfunctorily, he continued to complain: "How can you force others to say they like it, just to satisfy your vanity?"

Ningguang always has a high and elegant attitude, but Xia Xia never found it difficult to communicate.

Unlike Mona's scruples, Ningguang is a lot more tolerant, and you don't need to pay too much attention to words and sentences.

"What can I do? Who told you that you don't want to take the initiative to say it, so I have to force you to say it... There is no emotion at all, it's really empty." Ningguang shook his head helplessly: "Also, my vanity must be It is the most exaggerated in Quan Liyue, but it is not so easy to satisfy."

Even vanity has to fight for the first place. One can imagine how much vanity has reached.

"Ningguang." Xia Xia called out formally.

He looked at him and said seriously and frankly: "Maybe it will be strange to say... I have liked you before I met you, and I want to know more to make sure that this like is not false. ."

To make sure that this intention has been sublimated after contact.

Xia Xia didn't want to spend his days guessing, and didn't want to imagine Ningguang as a bad person: "So... please feel free to tell me what you think!"

Ningguang suddenly stopped talking.

The arrogant eyes just now turned into a kitten that escaped from the water.

There is a feeling of being without a master and feeling uncomfortable.

She has always been the one who took the initiative, the one who molested her... Being attacked by the front door, it seemed like her defense was a piece of paper.

Always plan things to be foolproof, think of various countermeasures in advance, and encounter such unprepared emergencies, which makes you appear so panicked.

While flustered, one thing is certain, and I am happy.

She got a good answer.

Summer wants to know more, so let him know more.

Ningguang continued to talk about her and Keqing's affairs: "When you are strong but not so strong that you absolutely cannot fall, there will inevitably be a steady stream of rebels."

"It doesn't even matter right or wrong, it's an existence that resists for the sake of resisting."

"I've been in Liyue for more than ten years, and I'm not worried about the challenges on the bright side."

"These rebels fight alone. Although they are weak, they are pervasive. Most of them are afraid of my power and choose to hide in the dark. They are only ready to show their bayonet when I make mistakes and omissions and are "terminally ill". "

Ningguang opened the documents on the table, all of which were chatting with the street vendors.

A lot of useless information, only one or two sentences worth noting, are all drawn with horizontal lines.

"Let's just talk about the rumors some time ago that I bought a "spear that kills gods"... This is a fact. I noticed the conspiracy of the fools earlier, but I couldn't prove it, so I went everywhere to look for weapons that can block the crisis. Suffering from the future. "

"...But who in the end spread it out? Who told the news to the fools? And who maliciously spread the rumor that "Tianquan bought it for the purpose of killing the King of Rock"? "

"It's a very simple thing to push everything to the fools... But where did the fools come from to bewitch the Liyue people?"

Ningguang unabashedly spread out a list with many names on it.

Maybe it's the inner ghost she suspects? Anyway, I don't know a single one in summer.

"These are just a drop in the ocean. The slander and conspiracy against me have never stopped..."

"I can't stop the generation of rebels, but at least I hope to be prepared in advance..."

"The best way to get those people to surface is to cultivate a force that can compete with me... At least it needs to be able to compete on the bright side."

Ningguang took a hairpin from the bookshelf, and it turned out to be the same style of Keqing's: "Keqing was born into a noble family, I was born into a poor family, there is a natural barrier, and it is impossible to understand each other."

"It is intertwined with politics and business, and it happens to represent two completely different classes."

"When I oppose Ke Qing, it will inevitably make some people who can't stand it choose to stand in line."

"The more intense the situation, the more people standing in line, and the fewer people lurking."

"Those who stand in line, even if I don't do it, I can take precautions."

Ningguang put the hairpin back, put away the list, and closed the document. It was her "why she deliberately created a hostile relationship with Keqing".

Xia Xian listened to his scalp numb, and he could come up with so many curves. No wonder he had white hair.

Those who play tricks are dirtier than those who play tactics.

"If Ke Qing is forced by you, what about joining forces with those people? With her family connections, it should cause a lot of trouble, right?"

Ke Qing is very naive, but she is not stupid.

After the emperor left, he also knew to fight for power.

Recently, I also began to understand that the greater the power, the better the implementation of her reforms.

If someone provoked, combined with Ningguang to make things difficult, it would be difficult to guarantee that the day that Xia Xia said would not occur.

In this regard, Ningguang believes in Keqing more than Xia Xia.

"Ke Qing is the soul of Wugou. She has the pride in her bones and the principle she absolutely adheres to. She will never join the gang of Xiao Xiao."

Ningguang's trust comes not only from her understanding of Keqing, but also from her affirmation of her own abilities.

"And, even if she really did that, what do you think..." Ningguang stopped for two seconds, staring at Xia Xia.

It's a question, a rhetorical question, and a statement: "Can she beat me?"

A strong sense of highness swept me.

The red eyes are the hottest fire, emitting the most shining light.

Ah, this person is so confident that there is no cure.

Chapter 407 When my hair reaches my waist

Some people say that confident women are the most beautiful.

That mature woman with white hair and red eyes and a curvaceous body in front of her was already so beautiful that it was suffocating.

The perfume smell on her body buried intoxicating poison, wrapped in a high momentum, surrounded by summer.

I can't escape, and I don't know how to respond.

But at least I understand a little... Ningguang is Ningguang, even if you can't keep up with her thoughts, you don't have to worry about going in the opposite direction.

Jade hand brushed in front of him.

slap-

was slapped in the face.

Ningguang, like a ten-year-old girl, stretched out her hand playfully and slapped Xia Tian's cheek, awakening him in a daze.

In order to cover up his gaffe, Xia Xia immediately joked: "Worrying about so many things, can't you "whiten the girl's head" at a young age? "

Even an old man who is more than a few years old, his hair will not be so neatly white, and it will not be so shiny.

"The girl's head is white."

Obscure flattery can't escape Ningguang's keen mind.

Nearly thirty years old, still called "girl", of course I am happy.

Ningguang curled the ends of her hair around her ears, and said the truth indifferently: "I dyed it."

"Dyeed?" Xia Tian was surprised.

He hurriedly stood on tiptoe, trying to observe the color of the hair roots to determine if it was true or false.

At the root of the hair, there are really some color differences, but the original hair color is already very white.

"When I was a child, I couldn't eat enough to sleep, my hair turned yellow and gray, it was always messy, and I was always laughed at..."

The picture appeared in my mind little by little, and the condensed light sank into the past: "Later, when I learned to do business, I used more brains, and the color of my hair became more and more gray ... I thought, let's just make it white. "

He thought of something interesting, and his face was full of fun: "It's a crooked fight, and the white hair is very conspicuous, which makes it easier for me to get the attention of big businessmen... It was also from then on that my business road became smooth!"

The previous life was very hard, but the memories are not the slightest sadness.

Of course, nostalgia is enough, and I don't want to go back and experience it again.

She pulled the ends of her hair with her hands, and took the initiative to wrap it around Xia Xia's wrist, as if handing over some kind of token.

The long white hair passed through the fingers, over the back of the hand, and around the wrist, as smooth as silk.

Ordinary hair dyeing and care can't do this kind of feeling. I must have spent a lot of time on this cherished long hair.

"The soft feel is not acquired!" Ningguang saw what Xia Xia was thinking, pursed his lips and smiled: "The hair that looks like straw is so soft, you have to touch it to feel it... Appearance, that's probably what you mean, right?"

quite proud.

When she was very young, her long smooth hair was always used as a pillow to accompany her to sleep.

Too smooth, like being possessed.

Xia Tian took another hand, followed the upward arc of the hair tip, and slowly stroked it.

Ningguang didn't dodge, just when her face and the back of Xia's hand were about to touch, she suddenly asked, "Is it comfortable?"

His eyebrows jumped playfully.

"Well, it's the same as silk." Xia Xia answered dully first, and then realized that it was too close, and hurriedly retracted his hand: "I'm sorry."

Ningguang's eyes actually showed contempt, and he shook his head in disappointment.

Xia Xian stuck out his tongue, and said with emotion: "Isn't such long hair supposed to stay for a long time? Have you never cut it?"

"When I was about eight years old, I really had no money to eat, so I cut a section." Ningguang gestured to her shoulders with her hands, then raised it to her ears, recalling the length of her hair at that time step by step.

She said, "Then I used the money for my hair to eat three bowls of dumplings, and I regretted it after eating."

It seemed to be another interesting thing, Xia Xia hurriedly asked, "Why? Are dumplings not delicious?"

"It's delicious. At that time, I was very satisfied when I could eat it hot... It's more fragrant than today's delicacies from the mountains and seas."

"Then why do you regret it?"

Ningguang sighed regretfully: "Because when I was eating the last bowl of dumplings, I heard a passage from the storyteller."