Shoki regained consciousness.

His fingers hooked slightly, and the spiritual power scattered in the fire jade world was recovered in an instant, and the jade staff appeared in his hand.

However, he did not catch any news about Clear Lake.

No matter how the world praised and talked about that peerless beauty, her existence was hidden, and Zhuang Ji could not hear or see it.

"Yue'er ......"

When Zhuang Ji opened his eyes, a fine purple light flashed in his pupils, as if there was a bright galaxy flowing silently. The stars are kneaded into particles, not noisy, and each of them shines.

The Nine Immortals couldn't help but shudder.

"Immortal Venerable, is there any news from Yue'er?"

Zhuang Ji sat up slowly, changed his bloody clothes in the blink of an eye, except for his face was a little pale, no one could tell that he had been seriously injured and covered in blood.

"Nope." The Nine Immortals put away the Xuanling Mirror.

"I seem to ...... See her......"

National Teacher's Mansion, Water Bamboo Residence.

Under the scorching sun, the heart of the piano is still unobstructed. Qinghu and Hu Youyou in the bamboo forest sat side by side, holding arms and holding hands.

"But I will definitely protect you in the future," Qinghu stared at Hu Youyou, "So if you have anything, you must tell me, you know?" ”

"Hmm." Hu Youyou greeted the sight of Qinghu with a sweet smile.

"On the eighth day of the first month of next month, the National Teacher will hold a banquet for you to celebrate, and the Fire Jade Emperor may come. When there are a lot of people, it will be very noisy, and if you don't like it, we won't do it, or it will be easier. ”

"I'm fine, I'm all at my sister's disposal."

Hu Youyou's bare feet kicked the water, and there was no pause. Qinghu saw her having a good time, and she felt comforted in her heart.

"Yoyo, do you want to write to your family to report your safety? The old man must be worried about you. ”

"Well, grandpa would be glad to know that I was with you." Huyouyou's eyes lit up, she stood up and put down the corners of her skirt, and pulled Qinghu up as well, and the two walked barefoot into the yard.

The promenade twists and turns, and Qinghu leads the huyou around and enters the yard one after another, although there is no poisonous sun under the eaves, the soles of the feet are still hot.

They didn't wear shoes, and neither did they step on the stepping mat Qinghu that Jingzhi ordered people to spread all the way. She turned her head from time to time to look at Huyouyou, the cicadas chirped endlessly, they seemed to be returning from the waves, and the years were quiet.

The study room of Shuizhuju is full of all kinds of books. The daylight is not yet slanting, the window is too bright, the fan occasionally "squeaks", and there is a quiet and peaceful interior.

Hu Youyou spread out the paper in front of the table, folded back into four stacks, and a small scimitar cut out the sound of "呑呑".

The clear lake grinds ink, and the unique fragrance of the rich fragrance radiates out, faintly filling the house.

Qinghu lay on the soft collapse, and from the back of Huyou's slow letter, she remembered how she looked at the map with a low brow.

As far as Qinghu is concerned, it was only a few months ago that he passed through Hulu City, but it has been more than two years since Huyouyou.

No matter how much a person changes, the habits she has developed since childhood, which she herself does not necessarily know, are eternal imprints.

She suddenly felt a little tired, a little relieved, and slowly slipped into a dream.

Qin Xin pushed the door open and carried Qinghu back to their dormitory.

She was still lying on her stomach staring at the sleeping face of Qinghu, and the cool air was released in wisps.

It turns out that she will also take care of a person so carefully, pity and remember, and put it in her heart.

Qinghu slept soundly, she muttered and rolled over, and slept for a while with Qin Xin in her arms before waking up a little unnaturally.

"Sleeping together in broad daylight," Qinghu glanced at Qin Xin with disgusted sleepy eyes, "You are too idle as a national teacher." ”

"You don't understand this," Qin Xin patted Qinghu's leg on her body, "How can it be interesting to sleep with Xiaoqinghu as a national teacher." ”

"If the Fire Jade Emperor knew that you thought so, he would cry." Qinghu retracted his leg a little embarrassed, and made up for it: "I have to make some arrangements for the eighth year of junior high school." ”

"Master, you have the final say!" Qin Xin smiled evilly and gave a chest stroke, "I'm looking forward to that day." ”

It takes a lot of effort to prepare a grand banquet, and the Fire Jade Emperor is here in person, and he has to do it in a big way, extremely noble and decent.

The palace sent people to help, and there could be no mistakes in the ceremonial regulations for welcoming the saint and canonizing the princess.

In addition to the imprisoned queen, all palace concubines, princes and important ministers will be present.

Fortunately, the size of the National Teacher's Mansion is huge, and it will look embarrassing to change any mansion.

Although Qin Xin is in the house every day, she hardly asks, and leaves everything to Poria and Jingzhi, and the grandmothers in the palace also do it on their own.

She watched the time every day to go to Shuizhuju to get Qinghu back, at most she allowed Qinghu to have a meal there, and she had to go back to herself when she slept.

It is rare for her to be so generous, allowing Qinghu to accompany and take care of Huyouyou, in exchange for Qinghu's better and better attitude towards her.

The eighth day of the sixth month is an auspicious day for all things and no taboos.

The entire imperial city was boiling like a hot sea, and everyone was talking about a strange woman.

From the beauty of the Goolan in the Tianxing Tower to the sister of the national teacher, the princess will be solemnly canonized today, which is really an unprecedented strange story.

The people look at the excitement and say that it is lively, but the people who are in the excitement are not so enthusiastic.

Palace.

All the palaces have prepared gifts in advance. Although the palace concubines were not interested as the days approached, to this day, the palace was full of complaints.

Especially those princesses with golden branches and jade leaves, when they thought of calling each other sisters with the women of Goolan, their hearts seemed to have hot oil rolling over, and they all threw themselves into the arms of their mothers and wept silently.

"Mother, is this empire the father's or the national teacher's? Why did her sister say that she was ......"

"Shut up!"

Concubine Wen's Princess Routong was stunned by her, and threw herself into the arms of the fourth prince and cried.

The fourth prince patted Princess Rou Futong on the back, but he didn't listen to any persuasion, and he looked really wronged.

"On a good day, crying and crying, your father is upset when he sees it!"

Concubine Wen didn't feel aggrieved, His Majesty's favor and national teacher became more and more out of proportion. This time, the government and the opposition were shaken, but His Majesty insisted on going his own way, and he had to come to give the seal in person, how could the face of the heavenly family exist!

It is no wonder that her elder brother Wen Da Da wrote many times, asking His Majesty if he was bewitched by demons, lost his mind, and couldn't help himself.

But His Majesty told her in person that he was suffering from a strange illness, and it had always been the national teacher who had taken care of his life, otherwise Mount Tai would have collapsed long ago.

She is in charge of the harem, and His Majesty has entrusted her with her net worth and life, and she naturally respects the national teacher.

Today's banquet, she has to go, but how can Princess Roufu take her out like this?

"Mother, I'll accompany Rou'er." The four princes asked quietly, and they didn't dare to look up at Concubine Wen.

"You don't want to go either? You are my emperor, if you don't go, do you want to show the face of the national teacher?! ”

Concubine Wen swept her sleeves, and the gold-inlaid tea bowl rolled out, just in time to meet the Fire Jade Emperor.

"Good and decent, what are you making trouble about?"

The Fire Jade Emperor stood at the door, his face gloomy.