Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

Si Ye didn't sleep well that night either.

Little Silver Dragon found out that he could speak in the middle of the night. No one shared this joy, so he sneaked into Si Ye's tent and pulled the sleeping person up from the bed.

Si Ye is so hot. If his current strength hadn't allowed him to do so, he would have jumped three feet high.

The little silver dragon kept chattering. Although Si Ye didn't understand half of the words, it didn't affect its chatter at all.

The dragon roared like thunder, and thunder continued throughout Si Ye's tent all night long.

It wasn't very powerful, and it couldn't be said to be deafening. After all, the little silver dragon was as big as a small snake, so the sound was naturally not loud, but it was enough to make Si Ye collapse for the whole night.

The surrounding secret guards also heard the "thunder". Looking at the moonlit night sky with sparse stars, they once thought they were hearing hallucinations.

That night, Si Ye's mental journey was extremely complicated. At first: This is Tianjun's precious dragon, and he has to endure it even if he can't help it.

Later: Hold on, don't throw it away, otherwise His Highness Ninth Prince will be punished when he returns to his seat.

Finally: What do you want to do in the long term? Living in the moment.

So at dawn, he threw the little silver dragon out of the tent. His ears were finally clear, and he lay down on the bed with a satisfied look on his face.

But he was soon woken up by the secret guard. He was extremely reluctant, his face was unhappy, and he had no choice but to get up.

The emperor asked him to pray for the return journey and wish everyone a safe return to Beijing.

The fairy is under the eaves, I have to lower my head, alas... I can't think about it, and I will get tears and snot again if I think about it again.

He was wearing a white robe, holding a pure white whisk, and looked like an immortal.

Standing on the high platform, he wriggled his mouth, danced the whisk, and finally counted with his fingers.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that the journey back to Beijing was smooth and it was a beautiful and sunny day.

After reporting these to the emperor, the emperor nodded with satisfaction and finally signaled Eunuch Xi to convey the order.

Grandpa Xi shouted loudly, "Let's set off and return to Beijing." Everyone started on the way back.

An hour later, His Highness the Eighth Prince said it was convenient and rode horseback towards the depths of the forest.

Shangguan Jiuyou remembered that there were 20 thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum trees, and he had already sent fifteen to keep an eye on His Highness.

On the 15th, news came back that His Highness Eighth Prince had left, and he decided to follow him immediately, but Gu Nianyu woke up.

He quickly tapped the carriage, and after receiving the order, Eleven arranged for Fourteen to assist Fifteen, track His Highness the Eighth Prince, and find the whereabouts of Ganoderma lucidum.

"Why don't you get more sleep?"

Gu Nianyu did not answer, but asked, "Where is Mumu?"

"Thirteen comes with a horse."

"Where are the three little ones?"

"If they don't die, don't worry about them."

"Too."

After saying that, he rested his head on Shangguan Jiuyou's lap again and closed his eyes.

Soon, the sound of long breathing came to my ears. Looking at the person who was sleeping soundly again, Shangguan Jiuyou couldn't help crying or laughing. He looked at her with doting eyes and stroked her face with his fingers.

At this moment, Eleven knocked on the carriage rhythmically.

"Master, the Fourteenth and Fifteenth have not followed His Highness the Eighth. There is no one in the forest at all."

This is their code word, a message conveyed through regular tapping.

Shangguan Jiuyou carefully placed the person in his arms, put on a thin blanket and walked out of the carriage.

"Master, I didn't find anyone. I failed in my duty. Please punish me, Master."

Shangguan Jiuyou... his martial arts skills are average, but he is very good at running and cannot catch up to normal.

He signaled Fourteenth and Fifteen to get up, and said to Eleven, "Continue to send people to keep an eye on them and wait for opportunities."

"Yes."

Deep in the forest, two identically dressed people were talking.

"Hasn't it been discovered?"

"Master, please don't worry, my tail has been thrown off by my subordinates."

"Okay, hurry up and send the Ganoderma lucidum to the Ula Kingdom for auction."

"I obey my orders."

His Highness the Eighth Prince hummed a little tune and caught up with the large army. After getting the news, Shangguan Jiuyou rode up to him.

"So happy?"

"Ninth brother, I can't get enough of the blame in my brother's house. I got a large amount of wealth unexpectedly recently. How can I not be happy?"

Shangguan Jiuyou looked at him meaningfully, "Bago, what's yours is yours. Don't force anything that's not yours. You can't hold it back if you force it."

"You won't know if you can suppress it or not. You won't know until you suppress it. I don't need to worry about it, Ninth Brother."

Shangguan Jiuyou rode away and heard the laughter of His Highness the Eighth Prince behind him. Shangguan Jiuyou turned around and shut up immediately.

Just kidding, the brat is very good at playing tricks, and the look on his face is that he wants to tease him again. A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences.

But you have to get over it.

"Ninth brother, speed up, don't find me by the time you have already spent all your money on me."

Some sound came through the air, and he quickly lay down on the horse, but the thing was stuck in the crown of his hair.

When he took it off, he was instantly in a mess.

"Shangguan Jiuyou, just wait for me, drive."

He rode a horse and ran towards the emperor's chariot, "Father, my ninth brother wants to kill me, father, help me."

The sound is comparable to the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Shangguan Hongyi, who was lying by the car window, heard this and said, "Father, the eighth uncle also said that the ninth uncle wanted to kill him."

"Come here, my father will test your recent homework. Just get used to your eighth uncle's matters."

The expression on Eunuch Xi's face was a little cracked.

Standing by the car window, he said, "Your Majesty, His Highness the Eighth Prince has come to you again to complain to His Highness the Ninth Prince."

"Tell him that I can't sleep well and need thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum as medicine."

"The slave obeys."

Both father and son are masters of abacus.

As he spoke, His Highness the Eighth Prince was already standing beside the carriage, "Father..."

Eunuch Xi interrupted him and conveyed exactly what the emperor said.

His Highness the Eighth Prince said, "My stomach hurts. Oops, I ate too much last night. Oops, I need to take care of it." He ran away after saying that.

"You brat, you are so rebellious. Come back to Beijing and see how I deal with you."

I want to see how you can keep 20 thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum trees.

But then again, the ninth wife has so many good things in her hands. The left prime minister is also really blind. If I have such a daughter, I will definitely support her.

Then he thought of the Supreme Emperor's advice: Lao Jiu must marry Gu Nianyu, the legitimate daughter of Zuo Xiangfu. He sighed in a low voice, "The Supreme Emperor will always be the Supreme Emperor, looking far ahead and taking every step forward."

Jiuxiao Palace.

Tianjun was playing chess with his left and right hands. At this time, the air moved slightly. He waved his sleeves and a scene appeared in front of his eyes.

The man meditating on the top of the peaks slowly opened his eyes. He was wearing mysterious clothes, had silver hair, and his eyes were glowing with purple-black light.

"Tianjun, how is Yu'er doing lately?"

"What? Are you worried? Just because I am not her father, I can't love and care for her as much as you do?"

"Yu'er's sound transmission stone didn't respond, so I'm a little worried. She will be released from seclusion in eight days, so she shouldn't be naughty."

As soon as the words fell, the picture disappeared.

Heavenly Lord... one year in the sky, one day on the earth, and by then the Rain Fairy will have already returned to her place. It was up to her to personally inform Lord Qingyuan about the matter of going down to earth to overcome the tribulation.