Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

Mumu walked to the big tree with his head drooped and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes.

His Highness the Eighth Prince looked at Xiao Xiao's back and felt a little unbearable, so he deliberately left half of the meat dishes on the table.

Seeing Lan Cheng pick up the half he left behind, he scolded, "Don't move that half, I left it for Mumu."

My heart said: Look how good I am to you, remember to respect me when you grow up.

Lan Cheng... I had a grudge against him for cheating him a few thousand taels, and when he thought about it, he said he wanted to clean it up. It turned out that this was how he was going to clean it up.

Well, save the delicious food and keep so much.

Unfortunately, Mumu, who had begun to absorb spiritual energy, did not hear what His Highness the Eighth Prince said.

After a stick of incense, His Highness the Eighth Prince was full of wine and food, "Get ready, we're leaving now."

Si Ye called out to Thirteen, "I have to go out for something. He will wake up on his own in an hour. Just watch and don't let anyone disturb him."

Thirteen nodded in agreement and stood in front of Mumu holding his sword.

Here, His Highness the Eighth Prince finished rinsing his mouth and hands, "National Master, don't delay, let's set off quickly, it's getting dark soon."

Si Ye...Am I delaying? Who must eat? Otherwise, I would have come back after watching it now.

That's all, an immortal who has lived for tens of thousands of years has nothing to argue with the descendants.

His Highness the Eighth Prince was resentful of Si Ye's strange behavior and did not want to ride in the carriage with him, so he asked Butler He to bring a horse.

Si Ye sat cross-legged in the carriage, absorbing the spiritual energy. After the carriage stopped, he said to himself, "Sure enough, the Nine Princes' Palace has the most abundant spiritual energy."

This journey lasted for nearly half an hour, and the amount of spiritual energy he absorbed was so minimal that it could be completely ignored.

He shook his head and stepped out of the carriage, looking around. After a while, I went to the beach, picked up the sea water with my hands and tasted it. His eyes were unusually calm during the whole process.

For His Highness, the Eighth Prince looked confident, and he was a little excited.

I decided I found the right person.

After a few breaths, Si Ye said softly, "It's still so salty!!!"

"National Master, so you just want to have a taste?" His Highness the Eighth Prince stared at Si Ye and waited for a reply.

He was ready to lash out if he answered yes.

Si Ye looked at the boundless sea and said, "No..."

His Highness the Eighth Prince was waiting for the next step, but Si Ye walked towards the carriage.

As he practiced diligently these days, Si Ye's body became lighter and lighter, and his steps were extremely fast.

His Highness the Eighth Prince caught up, "National Master..."

Si Ye didn't stop at all and continued to move forward.

The enraged Eighth Prince shouted, "Shengun, please explain a few things clearly."

I learned a few meanings from Gu Nianyu, and he would use them from time to time. I felt they were much easier to use than those written by Wen Chuchen.

"The secret must not be leaked." After saying this, he got into the carriage.

His Highness the Eighth Prince pointed at the carriage, wanting to blow it to pieces with his palm and kill the people inside to relieve his anger.

"Your Highness, the poisonous old man can be cured."

The angry Eighth Prince jumped three feet high in excitement, but Si Ye spoke again.

"But the time has not come yet, there is no hurry."

At this moment, His Highness the Eighth Prince was so angry that he was filled with anger.

What's all this about? Gave him hope and disappointed him.

He stepped into the carriage angrily and sat opposite Si Ye, "Master, the emperor only gave me three days, but you said you have to wait for the right time? When will you wait?"

"I don't know." Si Ye said calmly.

"You..." Si Ye, who was originally free-spirited, rolled up his sleeves and was bound to scold Si Ye.

But Si Ye didn't give him a chance to use his scolding skills, and said, "I will report it to the Emperor, and the Eighth Prince can rest assured."

"Really?" Happiness came so suddenly, it was hard to believe.

After seeing Si Ye nod, he said happily, "Great."

The three-day period has come to an end, and the big stone weighing on my heart has finally been let go.

"Then I won't delay the Imperial Master's rest." After walking out, he jumped on his horse.

The sunset turned half of the sky red, and he was in a good mood, riding backwards on his horse, admiring the beautiful scenery and sympathizing with Shangguan Jiuyou.

He knew that the case in Lijiacun was difficult to investigate, but the emperor only gave him three days, which was too embarrassing.

Shangguan Jiuyou galloped all the way, unwilling to waste a moment, and finally returned to the capital before dark.

It was now past the time to enter the city. The guard commander who guarded the gate saw him from a distance and ordered his men to open the city gate wide.

The red wind was as fast as lightning and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Jiuyou went straight to the palace, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily when he thought of the person he cared about.

"Chifeng, go faster."

Chifeng, who only drank water once during the journey, complained in his heart: I will lose many years of my life by following you.

Don't ask how he died? Asking is exhausting.

But the pace under his feet was faster than before. When Chifeng felt that he was almost exhausted, he finally saw the gate of the Nine Princes' Mansion.

Shangguan Jiuyou rose into the sky and flew into the mansion.

Chi Feng gradually stopped, thinking: This life is finally saved. Then he walked towards the stables.

Shangguan Jiuyou landed in Youyuan. Liu Yun, who was guarding outside the dormitory, stepped forward and was about to salute when he raised his hand to stop him.

Liu Yun lowered his voice and said, "The princess just fell asleep."

Shangguan Jiuyou did not speak, but gently opened the bedroom door and walked gently to the bed.

Looking seriously at the person he thought about day and night, his slightly calloused fingers gently touched his pink cheeks.

"Yu'er, my husband is back." He whispered.