A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"Where is it?" He looked under the bed, searched in the cupboard, and crawled under the table... He kept muttering as he searched, "Where is it? Why can't I find it?"

Ning Xuandi followed him to the corner of the door, then walked from the corner to the window, ran from the window to the bed, followed him to search, and jumped up to look at the beams on the roof.

But Sizhe was too short, and even when he jumped he couldn't see above the beam.

"There's nothing up there!" Emperor Yuxuan wondered what he was looking for.

But Sizhe didn't believe it, and pointed at Emperor Yuxuan and said, "Lift it up high, I want to lift it up high!"

Emperor Yuxuan looked around and found no one around except himself. He pointed at himself and said unhappily, "Do you want me to be high up?" His voice was sinister and cruel!

Seeing that he didn't agree, Xiao Sizhe punched and kicked him: "Lift it up high, lift it up high, I want it to be lifted up high..."

Emperor Yuxuan was about to burst out of his nose with anger. This little bastard really didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was. Yan'er Gu had never been like this before! He dared to order me around? It was like ordering a servant! Did he think his life was too long? His palm trembled slightly, and a vortex of black flow appeared. Suddenly, he thought of the formula for longevity, and the black vortex immediately disappeared in the middle of his palm.

"Okay, I'll hold you up high and you sing a song for me!" For the sake of eternal life, he had to swallow his anger now.

Si Zhe still slapped him relentlessly: "Raise it quickly, raise it quickly! Otherwise, I will kill all your clans!"

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes were bulging, and after his nose was deflated, he had no choice but to lift him up, but he didn't lift him above his head.

Si Zhe immediately shouted: "Not high enough, not high enough!"

"Hmph!" Emperor Yuxuan was upset again. This little brat, wait until I get the secret of immortality, and see how I kill you? He raised him above his head.

"Hahaha..." Sizhe laughed, "I'm so tall, I'm so tall, I'm taller than you!" Her butt was still twisting above his head.

Emperor Yuxuan was so angry that he wanted to throw him to the ground immediately. Who in this world dared to say that he was taller than him? He was the first. He immediately put him down and ordered: "I have given you the silver and lifted you up high! Sing the Golden Court Song for me!"

Si Zhe, seeing his appearance, immediately started to cry: "Ah, mother, mother, he is so fierce, he is so fierce, I won't sing, I won't sing!"

Emperor Yuxuan suppressed his anger and put on a friendly smile. But he didn't look friendly at all, and his pretending was even uglier than crying.

Si Zhe quickly covered his eyes and screamed, "Wow! So ugly, so ugly, so ugly!"

Emperor Yuxuan was so angry that flames came out of his nostrils. Damn it, he was made a nobody by this little brat. Suddenly he saw a tray of silver on the table, pointed at the silver and said, "If you sing Jin Ting's song, all the silver on the table will be yours!" He stretched out his hand and sucked the silver.

Si Zhe opened his hands covering his eyes and saw Yin Zi's eyes sparkling. He reached out and took all of them: "Give me all of this? I can sing, I can sing!"

Emperor Yuxuan was ecstatic: "Then sing quickly, sing for me, I like Jinting songs the most!" He ran to the table, feeling more excited than ever before. The hand holding the brush was still trembling a little.

Si Zhe played with the silver coins, making a clattering sound, and sang: "A day passes in the Golden Court, three hundred and sixty days pass in the human world, taste a fairy fruit, live, live, live..."

Emperor Yuxuan was writing happily when Sizha forgot the lyrics.

He put down his pen anxiously and urged, "Hurry up and tell me, hurry up and tell me, live, what are you living for?"

Sizhe dropped the silver and hugged his head with a painful expression: "It hurts! Brother Yan, Brother Yan..." He could not continue the song and kept calling Brother Yan.

Emperor Yuxuan was really upset! "Damn it! Did the little bastard play tricks on me?"

He raised his hand, but immediately put it down. Could it be that if Yan'er came, he would be able to remember it? He thought about it, and often people who have lost their memory can be inspired to remember it under the guidance of the person who made the most profound impression on them and was closest to them. It seems that Shui Qinglian is right!

"Eunuch Yan! Admire the young princess Shui Qinglian to enter the palace!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Eunuch Yan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your Highness Xuan, Young Master Yan, accompanied by Doctor Shui Qinglian, have come to the Weilong Palace to meet His Majesty—"

"The Emperor has ordered His Majesty and Doctor Shui to come to the Weilong Palace to meet the Emperor—"

...Qitian Xiaohan Mansion was in an uproar. The maids were busy packing up. Sikong Yan stopped writing. Shui Qinglian smiled.

"Xiao Sizhe is really capable! We can enter the palace in less than three days. Hurry, get ready!" Shui Qinglian was excited.

"What do you need to prepare?" Sikong Yan looked around the house. What do you need to prepare to enter the palace?

"We haven't showered for a few days. Don't we want to smell good when we meet Sizhe? Do you want to suffocate him to death?"

Sikong Yan smiled, "Go, go, go quickly!" He became happy...

When Sikong Yan and Shui Qinglian went out, the eunuchs and the sedan chair had been waiting there for a long time.

A group of maids came out dragging large and small bags and shouted, "Master, wait for us?"

The eunuch frowned and said, "My dear ladies, the emperor only summoned His Highness and Doctor Shui to the palace, but not the ladies! You should wait in Qi Tian Xiao Han!"

How could they agree to that! "Young Master, we are the Master's personal maids. The Master cannot live without us! Please be kind and let us go. We have to take care of the Master's food and daily life three times a day. How can he survive without us?"

The young eunuch rolled his eyes and said, "Please forgive me, ladies. I am following the instructions of the emperor. I dare not make decisions on my own. I still want to stay alive!"

Yu Zhu was unwilling to give up, so she went forward to hold Sikong Yan and acted like a spoiled child: "Master, I want to go too, take me with you and I can serve you!"

"Go away! I don't know whether I am alive or dead even when I am in the palace. Do you want me to be buried with you?"

Yu Zhu took a step back in fear. He knew that the young master had internal injuries. It was the emperor who did it. Now the emperor urgently summoned the young master to the palace. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing! For his own safety, he should wait and see!

Seeing that Yu Zhu didn't dare to speak, the other maids didn't dare to move forward and just stood there in a daze.

Qian Yu cried quietly in the back, "Without the young master, what should we do?"

"What a joke. I didn't force you to stay here. You just came back, you can go wherever you want. Or go back to your home. At least you can still hide if there is danger!" After saying that, Sikong Yan turned around and got on the sedan chair. Shui Qinglian helped him in.

A group of maids were left standing there dumbfounded, carrying all these large and small bags...

Emperor Yuxuan arranged for his son Sikong Yan to live in Menganting. He planned to take him with him to court, eat and sleep.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan, where is Brother Yan hiding?" Si Zhe searched everywhere in Weilong Palace, making a mess of Emperor Yuxuan's bedroom. Memorials and books were scattered everywhere.

Emperor Yuxuan was really angry but dared not speak. Sizhe couldn't find Sikong Yan, so he rushed out of the Weilong Palace: "I want to find Brother Yan, Brother Yan..."