Emperor Zun's favorite, she has six big brother-in-laws

When Ye Jiu woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

Being drunk is really uncomfortable, my head hurts.

As soon as she got up, several fathers came up to greet her.

Later, she learned that Chen Yunli, the eldest son of the Duke of Guo, was looking for her, so she decided to go out and meet him.

As soon as Chen Yunli saw Ye Jiu, he knelt down with a thump.

This move really shocked Ye Jiu.

"Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

"Yunli wants to become Master Ye as his teacher."

Ye Jiu was stunned for a moment, why would he want to become her teacher? She was a little surprised and said: "Why did you suddenly think of me as your disciple? You should get up first..."

Chen Yunli did not get up, but still knelt and said: "The art of alchemy can save the world, and I want to be a useful person.

"I wanted to become your teacher before, but I saw that you were busy with something and couldn't speak. This time I went to Yi Lan Sect just to become my teacher."

"How did you know that I was in Yi Lan Sect?" She must have remembered that she hid it well.

"I asked my cousin, please don't blame her. She said she wanted to keep it a secret for you, but my guess was about the same, so she had no choice but to tell me."

"I'm not a great person, why don't you join the Yi Lan Sect?"

Chen Yunli waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I think you are a great person. You are better than many high-level alchemists. I want to learn alchemy to save people, and I hope you can accept me as your disciple."

Ye Jiu hesitated for a moment: "I have never taught anyone how to make alchemy, and I don't know if I can be a qualified master. But after you put it like this, I want to create a sect of my own."

"Then you mean you are willing to accept me as your disciple?" Chen Yunli kowtowed to Ye Jiu excitedly: "Master, I will kowtow to you, my disciple."

"Didn't you even prepare tea? That's all, get up."

"Miss Jiu, I also want to join your family."

"I am me too."

Yue Lan Yueqing, who was standing behind Ye Jiu, also ran to kneel down in front of Ye Jiu excitedly.

Ye Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Okay, as long as you are happy. The future development of the sect will depend on you."

Yuelan Yueqing knelt and responded: "Master, don't worry, we must carry forward our sect."

"I didn't expect that I would have two junior sisters all of a sudden."

Yue Qing: "Who is your junior sister? I am the senior sister! Sister Yuelan is the senior senior sister, I am the junior senior sister, and you are the junior junior brother, do you understand?"

"I...how did I become my junior brother?! You were obviously my first disciple!" Chen Yunli said unconvinced: "You can't just say what you say just because you are a woman."

"What's wrong with the woman? Master is not a woman? Where were you when I met Master?"

The two quarreled over who was the senior brother and sister. Ye Jiu looked at it and felt that they were a good match.

In the next few days, Ye Jiu taught them some alchemy techniques, and then followed Tu Shanyun back to Qingqiu.

Before leaving, she gave her little sect a name: Liu De Feiqi.

The sect was built next to Yi Lan Sect.

It was built for her by her three fathers. It was incredibly impressive, but no one could figure out what this sect meant.

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Upper bound

Today is the day when the immortal doctor makes elixirs for Ying Yuan.

Ying Yuan took out the needed items from the space ring and handed them to the immortal doctor. He accidentally caught a glimpse of a bamboo flute in the space ring.

He took out the flute and saw that there were still some traces of manual processing on the simple bamboo flute.

Such a simple bamboo flute was placed in the space. I am afraid it was put in accidentally.

It's really unsightly.

Ying Yuan waved his hand and threw the flute into the jade bucket.

It was used to throw away waste paper when he was painting pictures. In today's terms, it was a trash can.

The medical immortal was a gray-haired old man. He took Ying Yuan and prepared the medicinal materials and returned to the alchemy room to prepare the elixir.

Qin Zhou came in from the door at this time, and he was still a little scared when he saw the domineering Ying Yuan.

Ying Yuan raised his handsome eyes, picked up the brush with his long white fingers and dipped it in ink, and said calmly: "Are you awake?"

"Yes, Young Master." Qin Zhou saluted him, then stood up straight and waited for him to speak.

"It's been a hard work coming down to the mortal world this time."

"It's not hard for my subordinates."

"Let me know, on the nineteenth of next month, I will ascend to the throne."

Ying Yuan spoke very calmly, as if he was saying he was going to eat.

Qin Zhou hesitated: "Those... I'm afraid they won't agree."

"Just do it."

"Yes."

It has been thousands of years since the late emperor passed away. The elders always used various reasons to prevent the young master from ascending to the throne. Now that the poison of the young master is about to be eliminated, they should have nothing to say.

Qin Zhou was about to retreat when he caught a glimpse of a flute in the jade bucket.

"Young Master, isn't that flute the flute that the young lady gave you?"

"Young Madam? Who?"

Qin Zhou was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the young master lost some of his memory again? Don’t remember again?

"The wife you married in the lower world."

"Wife?" Ying Yuan frowned, feeling very dissatisfied. Why did his clone still marry a wife?

Qin Zhou looked at Ying Yuan's stoic expression and knew that he was disgusted again.

Young Master always treats any woman with an attitude of keeping away from strangers. Now that he knows that he has married a wife, he must be very uncomfortable.

"Throw this bamboo flute out."

"..." Qin Zhou stayed where he was, Young Master, you will definitely regret it.

He said: "Young Master and Young Madam have such a good relationship. If you think about it, you will definitely be reluctant to throw it away. I'd better put it away, right?"

The pen in Ying Yuan's hand stopped and he gave Qin Zhou a cold look. Qin Zhou was so frightened that he quickly picked up the bamboo flute and said, "I will take it out and throw it away."

Qin Zhou walked to the door and Ying Yuan said again: "If you say "young lady" again in the future, I will pull out your tongue."

"My subordinates will remember it."

Qin Zhou held the bamboo flute and didn't know whether to throw it away for a moment.

When he was in the lower realm, he also had the bamboo flute and the medicine bottle that Ye Jiu gave him. The treasure must be as unique as a unique one. Throw it away now, and he will cry later.

A few days later, the Immortal Palace exploded.

Ying Yuan, who was standing on the viewing platform, sneered and flew his sword into his temples under his long eyebrows. His eyes were so cold that Qin Zhou and Mu Yu dared not breathe.

"Have you collected the evidence?"

The voice is not loud, but it has a majesty that people dare not despise.

"Young Master, everything has been taken care of."

"Young Master, what about your poison..." Mu Yu was worried. As soon as the immortal doctor died, he wanted to find an alchemy master of the same level. There was no one in the world yet.

"It's a pity that the immortal doctor was not a good man. Fortunately, the medicinal materials given to him were all fake, otherwise they would have been wasted." Qin Zhou said very happily.

Ying Yuan's cold eyes lowered: "Look again."

He didn't believe that there was only one immortal doctor in the world who could refine a ninth-grade elixir.

"I read in a lost ancient book yesterday that there is something in this world that can cure hundreds of poisons." Qin Zhou said.

"Where did you get the ancient books?" Mu Yu looked at him in surprise. He, a person who usually doesn't read books, would actually read ancient books?

"That's an ancient book I found in the Kunlun Tomb in the lower realm."

Ying Yuan was a little impatient: "The point!"