The villain is always fake and cold [Comprehensive Mythology]

The emperor did not give an order, and everyone dared not draw their swords here.

The group waited for more than an hour before the servant opened the palace door and came out.Holding the fly whisk in his hand, he bent over the Manyue Bridge and came before everyone.

"The emperor has an order, and the third prince Xuan Donghai will have an audience."

"I?"

"Exactly, third prince, don't hesitate, just go with Xiao Nu."

"Okay..." Cang Xiao glanced at Yang Jian, handed Yi'er to him, and followed the waiter to the hall.

The Chonghua Hall is very big, Cang Xiao followed him for a long time, before reaching the inner hall, the waiter said: "The third prince can just go in, and the servant will not see him off."

The waiter was dressed in a pure white robe, and after saying those words, it turned into a wisp of green smoke, which entered the painting on the wall.

Cang Xiao straightened his sleeves, raised his legs and walked into the main hall.

I saw a man in black clothes standing with his back in the hall.

"Emperor..." Cang Xiao leaned over to salute.

Hearing the words, Bei Hua turned around, his eyes were smiling, and it was Jun Heng who was sobbing softly in his arms.

"Bing'er took Heng'er back to find a good teacher to teach him well, and I will tell Qingqing about the rest."

C... son?

When Cang Xiao took over Junheng, he was still a little confused. He thought that the emperor would be furious, but he never thought that the matter would be just a few words.

Beihua didn't talk to him any more, he turned around, and his slender fingers landed on the bead curtain made of pearls.

A small voice came, and the figure disappeared in front of his eyes. Cang Xiao carried Junheng out of the hall.

The weather outside was fine, and Yang Jian led the army to wait not far away.

"how?"

Cang Xiao shook his head and said: "Since it is a private matter between the father and the emperor, let's go."

"This..." Yang Jian thought for a moment, then said, "That's good, I'm happy to be free."

Originally thought that there would be some kind of bloodbath, but it was good, Jiuchongtian and the world would be more peaceful.

Cang Xiao left Jiuchongtian with his two children.

On the bank of the East China Sea, a familiar figure stood on the stone edge.

"Nezha?" Cang Xiao was a little surprised.

"Messenger." Nezha turned around and smiled at him.

Nezha's clothes were a little muddy, and there were bloodstains under the corners of his eyes.

I haven't seen him for many days, and I don't know where he went.

Cang Xiao held back the doubts in his heart and asked him: "It has been raining heavily at Chentang Pass for the past few days, are there any casualties?"

Nezha took Jun Heng from his arms and said, "Although the rain was heavy, there were no casualties."

"That's good."

The heavy rain in the past few days was all caused by Junheng, and it was really good that there were no casualties.

Jun Heng was held in Nezha's arms, motionless, only blinking at him.

Nezha asked Cang Xiao, "The envoy only cares about the people in Chentangguan, and doesn't ask me. I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me?"

"Why do you say this again?"

Two big men, it's not disgusting to say these things.

Nezha said: "But I'm thinking about the messenger. I always think about going to the East China Sea to pick you up and bring you home."

A high-spirited young man, always talking about the future.

Cang Xiao smiled and said, "If my father doesn't agree, will you smash the East China Sea Dragon Palace?"

Nezha shook his head, spread out his right hand, and said, "I will use the Wanshilian as a bride price, and he will definitely agree."

In his palm is a crystal clear lotus flower.

"This is……"

Cang Xiao remembers that the Wanshilian is something in the book, it was there when the world was born, if it is a source of spiritual power, it can ensure that this place will never decay.This thing grows in a very dangerous place in the ghost city. Jiuchongtian once sent tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers to fetch it, but they returned empty-handed.Now Nezha single-handedly brought it back.

"Donghai is willing to marry others in order to preserve its own sea area and power. Now I put the Everlasting Lotus in the East China Sea. From now on, the spiritual power of the East China Sea will never be exhausted."

Nezha raised his hand, and the lotus flower in his palm rose slowly. It fell on the sea water with the wind, and then the whole sea water was covered with a faint brilliance.

There is no more spectacular scenery than this. The entire sea area is shrouded in light, and huge waves surge up to show their vitality.

Cang Xiao looked at him, with mixed feelings in his heart, how can a person get such an object through untold hardships, and give it to others after changing hands.

Junheng lay in Nezha's arms and looked at the sea quietly without making a sound.

"Is it worth it?" Cang Xiao asked.

Nezha sighed and said, "It's worth it. From the first moment I saw the messenger, everything was worth it."

In the Dragon King Temple, who dressed in white and lied that he was the third prince of the lamp, who else would be more worthy than him.

A kiss landed between Cang Xiao's eyebrows.

That child who dragged the red silk and wandered in Chentangguan all day long supported him today.

Jiuchongtian has been very lively recently.

Chonghua Palace has one more nobleman, he is dressed in white, his expression is cold, and the public opinion will not show a smile easily when he sees anyone.

"Qingqing is in a bad mood, so why vent your anger on these foods." Beihua picked up the marigold jade bowl from the ground and put it on the table.

It was like this for a few days in a row, and they started throwing things at the slightest disagreement.

Ao Guang frowned and said, "The things in your palace are the same as yours, and it makes me sick of it."

Hearing this, Beihua smiled a little, and said, "If I really bore you, why did you raise Ao Bing until now?"

Hearing this, Ao Guang immediately said: "All the Dragon Clan has the ability to divide spirits into sons, he is my emperor's son, what does it have to do with you?"

"What Qingqing says is what it is." Beihua's words were full of tolerance for him.

Ao Guang didn't speak, he raised his hand and swept away the cups that had just been placed on the table. He wanted to see when Beihua's hypocrisy would come off today.

"Qingqing." Beihua's eyes sank, and he asked, "Are you blaming me?"

"So what?" Ao Guang looked at him, how many years had happened, why bother to ask again today.

Beihua said: "If you are still thinking about the half of the dragon's spiritual power, someone has already taken the Wanshilian for you."

"Wanshilian?" Ao Guang never thought of such a thing.

Beihua sat down and said: "I once sent tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers to the ghost city in order to bring back the Wanshilian and give it to Qingqing. Now by chance, this thing is also in the East China Sea."

"Who... who took it?"

What kind of person is what Beihua can't get yet, with such great ability.

"Nezha."

"Nezha?"

Bei Hua nodded and said: "I never thought of this, Nezha's trip will definitely be thrilling."

More than thrilling, it was clearly crazy.

Ao Guang was speechless for a moment, he never thought that Nezha would do such a thing for Ao Bing.Could it be that he did something wrong, what Beihua did that day, he shouldn't implicate others, Nezha is just a child.

"Qingqing..."

"You don't need to call me anymore, Nezha must have taken that thing for my emperor's son, and you, who knows if it will be for Jiuchongtian."

Over the years, Ao Guang has consciously seen through him.If Beihua intends to take Wanshilian as a gift to Donghai, why not just return the half of his spiritual power to him.

"You see me that way?"

Ao Guang snorted coldly and said: "You are the emperor, how dare I."

Beihua didn't have any other theories, and Ao Guang was in a bad mood, and it was even more difficult to calm down when he saw him.He lowered his eyes and swept the remaining things on the case to the ground, saying: "Since it doesn't suit your wishes, ask someone to change it."

"Things are just dead things, and the little god thinks it's not suitable for people."

"Ao Guang." Bei Hua's tone was much heavier, he looked at Ao Guang, his eyes darkened.

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