Princess of the Elven King

"The princess was dying when she returned to the Heavenly Palace. The emperor's treatment of the princess severely damaged her vitality, so she retreated for a period of time to recover." Liu Lin, the immortal attendant of the Shangqing Palace, said.

"Is it true that I was injured so seriously?" Yaoyin was a little confused.

The emperor's cultivation was so unpredictable that he would be seriously injured by saving her. You can imagine how seriously she was injured.

Just by looking at Rumo's injuries, they shouldn't have been that serious. Could it be that she had suffered injuries from the calamity?

"Master, remember to inform me after you leave seclusion." Yaoyin left Shangqing Palace and had nowhere to go, so she found a way to walk around.

Not far from the Shangqing Palace is Yaochi. At this time, the water is gurgling, the lotus flowers are blooming in the pond, and the silver fish are shining like stars, and they are like shadows under the lotus leaves, which is smart and interesting.

It’s just that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will get tired of it, let alone Yaoyin who has been looking at it for tens of thousands of years.

Besides, the Heavenly Palace is too quiet.

"How is Xizhou lately?" Yaoyin always felt something was wrong. Has the news of her return not reached Xizhou yet?

Ping Liu was half a step behind her and replied respectfully: "Everything is fine in Xizhou."

Yaoyin frowned and looked at her. Seeing her lowering her eyebrows, she was a little suspicious, "Ping Liu, are you hiding something from me?"

Without waiting for her reply, Yaoyin said again: "Ping Liu, I hate betrayal the most in my life. Tell me the truth."

Her tone was not harsh, she was even soft-spoken, but Ping Liu's face turned pale and she felt great pressure.

"Princess..." Ping Liu knelt on the ground and whispered, "Five years after the princess passed away, the emperor appointed the new king of Xizhou. I didn't mean to hide it. Princess, forgive me."

"I see." Yaoyin pondered for a moment, then helped Pingliu up, "This matter is reasonable, why do you hide it from me? The new king of Xizhou is Shuohu's uncle?"

Ping Liu nodded, her face still a little pale.

"What's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold?" Yaoyin touched her hands.

Ping Liu forced a smile: "Princess, I'm fine, it's just that there was some wind."

Yaoyin looked at her and said comfortingly: "Be careful if you catch the cold. You'd better go back and rest. I'll go for a walk by myself."

After Pingliu left, Yaoyin walked along Yaochi for three or five miles, and heard a clear and distant piano sound, which seemed to be telling the changes of the sun, moon and stars, lonely and vast.

There were not many people in the Heavenly Palace, and I didn’t know who was playing the music, and they were playing so lonely.

Yaoyin's heart seemed to be slightly touched, and she became interested. She walked another mile or two to find the sound of the piano, and the sound became clearer. She looked up.

I saw a small pavilion standing on top of the vast mist, like a smart bird, adding a touch of vitality to this spiritual pool.

In the pavilion, there was a figure in blue with his back to her, gently twirling the strings of the piano. But looking at his back, he already looked as clear as a clear lotus in the pond.

But why does this back look familiar?

Yaoyin feels a little strange, is this person still an old acquaintance?

She stood on the Tinghou Arch Bridge and listened quietly for a moment. The man finally stopped and tilted his head slightly: "I don't know which... Immortal Friend..."

He swallowed the last two words and looked at her in surprise.

Yaoyin was also extremely surprised when she saw the man turning around, and lost her voice: "Qingze?"

"Madam?" Qingze finally confirmed that he had read correctly.

The sound of "Mother" seemed like a lifetime ago. Yaoyin felt numb all over and felt a little uncomfortable.

Who would have thought?Her Taoist monk who died early in Lingyuan Continent actually arrived in the immortal world and seemed to be an immortal king.

Qingze is the master of Huanhua Pavilion in Lingyuan Continent. He is also the most beautiful man in the world of cultivation and Yaoyin’s last Taoist companion in Lingyuan Continent.

Back then, Qingze was a flower on a high mountain, but she finally conquered it. When their relationship was strong, they even vowed to be together and called each other like an ordinary couple.

When Qingze died, she was still very sad. Now that they met again and heard him call her "Ms.", she suddenly felt a little more embarrassed.

what happened?Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

Putting aside the old relationship, Qingze is also a rare handsome man, whose appearance suits her taste very well. Now he has transformed into a fairy body, adding a bit of elegance and agility.

Maybe Sister Lei had her brain damaged in that incident, so she had an illusion. That must be the case.

At this time, Qingze had already arrived in front of her, with a slight smile on his handsome face, deep and charming eyes, and a low voice: "Madam, do you miss your husband?"

Yaoyin put aside the trace of inappropriate illusion, looked at him and smiled: "I miss you so much since you left."

"Oh, how much do you want it?" Qingze still likes to listen to love words.

Yaoyin understood: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to make water, except for Wushan, it was not cloud. After that, I never found a Taoist companion again."

Qingze smiled, as if he was finally satisfied, and then held her in his arms. The cold lotus fragrance eroded her sense of smell, and his hot arms were wrapped around her waist.

Although Qingze looks plain, he is actually quite strong. Yaoyin likes his appearance and talent, but sometimes feels a little distressed.