Devil's way

"Master!" Xiao Miao's eyes were hazy, and when he saw the prince opened his eyes, he immediately became excited.

"Master, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for ten days, and you are so worried about me!"

It looked like she was laughing and crying at the same time, I don't know if she wanted to cry or laugh.

"Ten days!"

The prince didn't have time to comfort Xiao Miao, when he heard about ten days, he seemed to wake up instantly!

"Yeah, for ten days, I'm almost dying of worry!"

"It's okay, it's better than sleeping for three years"

When the demon body returned ten thousand years ago, the prince was forcibly sealed by the demon-subduing order Linghun, and slept for three years. This time it was only ten days, which is a long time in comparison.

"Why are you so disfigured!" The prince took a closer look, only to find that Xiao Miao's face was as disfigured as if she hadn't washed it for several days, and her eyes were red from crying.

"I'm not worried about you, Master!"

"I'm fine now, you can rest assured." The prince touched Xiao Miao's head. In life, he can always feel the warmth of his family, feel the care of his relatives, and be moved.

"By the way, who sent me back?"

The prince only remembered that he was in the spirit world before he fell, and he didn't know anything about the rest.

"It was Lord Jiuxian who sent the master back"

"Was Lord Nine Immortals there that day?"

The prince remembered that he didn't see Jiuranyue that day, but he didn't expect that it was Jiuranyue who sent him back.

"Where's A Yuan?"

"The Nine Immortals brought you back that day, but the Holy Son of Yuanling was not seen."

"Hasn't he been here for ten days?"

"no"

"He was injured that day, isn't it serious?" The prince was worried to himself, wishing he could get up immediately and run to Yuan Ling to make sure whether Yuan Ling was good or not.

While watering the flowers with the jug, the prince lamented that it would be hard for him to wait for the flowers to bloom.

"You're finally awake"

Mausoleum appeared from behind, with light and steady steps.

The prince turned around and smiled, and said:

"It's too late to wake up"

Ten days is not a long time, but time is running out now, and the day of All Saints is coming soon.

Tanyuan has already made preparations and obviously will not give up. If the prince does not wake up again, there may be no room to stop him at all.

The mausoleum smiled with the prince, and asked the prince silently:

"Since you can break through the confinement, why have you been restrained for 1 years?"

Mausoleum seems puzzled by this matter.

The prince looked at the mausoleum, lowered his head unconsciously, and couldn't help being silent for a long time, recalling the previous scenes, he just sighed secretly: "That is the punishment I deserve."

There is a hint of sadness in the words, but it is also willing to be imprisoned.

The prince has always felt that only by being trapped by the ban of the sky can he make his sense of guilt less strong, so he has never tried to break through the ban. For thousands of years, he has been like a person who has nothing to do, and has never been confused by the ban of the sky. Instead, it's easy.

Mausoleum looked at the prince and remained silent, perhaps he could also understand the helplessness in the prince's heart.

"By the way, I have a question. I'm really curious." Mausoleum suddenly smiled, as if deliberately changing the subject.

"what is the problem?"

"Who is stronger, you or Tan Yuan?" Ling Prison joked.

The prince smiled, but felt a bit difficult to answer the question about the mausoleum.

The prince actually doesn't fully understand his own power, some of the power in his body seems to be suppressed by himself, if it is fully released, it is difficult for the prince to know what it will be like.

Tanyuan's power only increases and does not decrease, and keeps growing. His power may be stronger than the prince imagined. The prince thought about it carefully before answering to the mausoleum:

"If you want to compare it seriously, I have been imprisoned for thousands of years, and I can't fully control my power. I'm afraid it's a little worse than Tan Yuan."

"He's so powerful?" There was a hint of surprise on Ling Gui's face, maybe he also didn't fully understand Tan Yuan's power.

The prince smiled lightly, and said:

"It's really powerful, but I also know someone who is stronger than Tanyuan"

"Who?" Hearing that there is someone more powerful than Tan Yuan, Mausoleum naturally became curious. After all, one Tan Yuan can already turn the world upside down, and someone who is more powerful than Tan Yuan is really incredible!

The prince paused for a moment, opened his mouth to reveal the truth, and said only three words: "Mu Sifan."

"Mu Sifan?"

Mausoleum may have some doubts.

The prince's tone was positive, his expression was sincere, he didn't say a single word, and he didn't say a false sentence.

"Yes, it's Mu Sifan. He doesn't have to do anything to make Tanyuan lose completely. He can decide everything about Tanyuan with just one word. How serious are you?"

Mausoleum may understand what the prince said, and after thinking about it, he seems to agree

"Really great"

"If it weren't for Bai Zuo's bewitching, Tan Yuan's life might not have become like this"

The prince knew that although Tan Yuan was powerful at the beginning, he had no malice. Even though it was because of Mu Sifan that Tan Yuan ran away, Bai Zuo also had an inescapable responsibility.

"Why did Bai Zuo do this?"

"To avenge Tan Ge"

"Tan Ge is Bai Zuo's general, and it's reasonable to want to avenge him, but this enemy is from the world of ghosts and gods, is it worth his risk?"

No one dared to mention the word "revenge" about this matter, but Bai Zuo seemed to be single-minded and fearless, so Mausoleum naturally didn't understand.

"Whether it's worth it or not, only he has the final say"

The crown prince couldn't make a conclusion, but he knew that Bai Zuo's goal seemed to have never changed.

Tan Ge is not only Bai Zuo's general, but also his benefactor, if not for Tan Ge, he would have died [-] times, so he regards Tan Ge as his master, and regards Tan Ge as his soul from the heart , as long as Tan Ge needs it, even if he is asked to sacrifice his life, he will not hesitate. Anyone may be able to let go of Tan Ge's death, but he cannot.

The prince knew a little about the master-servant relationship between Bai Zuo and Tan Ge, and also knew that Bai Zuo was obsessed with revenge, so he tried every means to be by Tan Yuan's side, with the purpose of letting Tan Yuan trample on the world of ghosts and gods.

Bai Zuo can be regarded as loyal to Tan Ge, but unfortunately his loyalty to Tan Ge did not extend to Tan Yuan. After 7000 years of searching hard, he just wanted to use Tan Yuan's power to complete this unseen event. Complete revenge.

"This son is not even willing to take revenge, but he is doing his duty as an outsider." Ling Gui shook his head and smiled lightly, maybe he didn't understand, or maybe he was surprised by Bai Zuo's persistence.

Looking at the rare smile in the mausoleum, the "ling prison" prince couldn't help but think of Jiuranyue, and couldn't help but feel unbearable for the two of them

"Ok?"

"You and Lord Nine Immortals..."

The prince couldn't say it happily.

Mausoleum seems to be unable to smile suddenly, and the smile gradually becomes lighter until it disappears.

After a long pause, Mausoleum asked: "Thousands of years ago, Xuanshen Xiaoxuelong, for the sake of his lover, changed his life and changed from a god to a demon. Have you ever regretted it?"

Whether he regrets it or not, the prince has no way of knowing, but one thing is certain, that is, this love has been unwavering, otherwise how could he make such a decision.

"Even if Jiu'er was willing to get rid of his immortal status for me, I don't think I would have the heart to agree to let him give everything for me."

Mausoleum's heart must be full of helplessness. Although the surface is calm, it can still make people feel heartache from the eyes and words.

"The thing you like at first sight, and the person you fall in love with at first sight, it's too difficult to forget, you can't let him go at all." The prince couldn't bear the mausoleum, but there was nothing he could do, "You are like this... what to do?"

If you can forget, why bother to hide for 3 years, only dare to look at the back of Jiu Ranyue silently, not daring to approach.

The prince knows the mausoleum too well, and he also knows that the mausoleum cannot be put down, so he feels such regret. It is a pity that a pair of people who should love each other, but now no one belongs to the other, and no one can get close to the other.

"What should I do……"

Mausoleum answered with a wry smile, "I don't know either."

Perhaps even though Mausoleum wants to give up, he must clearly know that he will not forget.

What to do with all this, how to make my heart not hurt so much, mausoleum doesn't know.

After thinking about his own situation, the prince was deeply moved. Now it is the same with Yuan Ling. There is no result, and he knows that there will be no result, and there will be no beginning.

The prince can fully understand the helplessness and sadness in Ling Prison's heart, which longs to hug tightly, but has to let go...

The prince was thinking about visiting Ning Hao first when he was free. Now it is best to protect Ning Hao from being discovered by Tan Yuan, and to control Tianying's rapid growth.

"Mr. Ning"

The prince stepped into the door, holding in his hand the soothing soup that Xiao Miao specially made for Ning Hao.

"Master"

Ning Hao looked up and saw the prince, and quickly put down the children's clothes he was sewing, and stood up.

The prince approached and gently placed the dishes in his hands on the table, with a gentle expression and a slight smile

"This is soothing soup, it's good for your body, drink it all in a while"

"Thank you Lord"

Ning Hao is still the same, always very polite, and he has been together day and night for several months.

"We are a family in Yilinge, how can you thank us so much?" The prince joked, seeing that Ning Hao's complexion was much better than before, it was a blessing, but he still had to be careful.

Ning Hao looked at the prince, although he didn't say a word, but his face was full of gratitude, and his eyes also showed emotion.

"Did you make this?" The prince picked up the half-finished children's clothes in the basket and looked at them carefully. Although the stitches and corners are a little crooked, each stitch is solid, and it can be seen that Ning Hao made it. Very carefully.

"Although I don't know if it will feel ashamed and disgusted by having a mother like me in the future, I want to love it well and make a set of clothes for it with my own hands like other mothers."

Ning Hao was able to make up his mind to keep the child, maybe he also struggled. Although he is a man, he will definitely be no worse than a woman, and he will definitely be a good mother.

The prince gently put the clothes back into the basket, looked at Ning Hao, and said: "I believe it will be proud and proud of having a mother who loves it, and you should also have confidence."

"Um"

"Okay, drink this soup while it's hot, I'll go back first"

Ben wanted to confirm Ning Hao's situation, and seeing that Ning Hao was safe, the prince was relieved.

"Thank you" Ning Hao didn't seem to know what to say other than thank you.

The prince smiled helplessly and said, "Thank you again."

Ning Hao smiled back and said nothing.

"Let's go." The prince turned around with a smile, and walked forward with shallow steps.

In the Yilin Pavilion, Ning Hao would not be found even if he came to Tan Yuan, and he only hoped that everything would come true before the day of All Saints.

As soon as he came out of Ning Hao's room and walked into the courtyard, the prince suddenly stopped moving.

There is a person standing in front of the prince, and that person is the person whom the prince misses and worries these days.

"A Yuan!"

The prince smiled immediately, like a child, smiling innocently.

"I thought you wouldn't come again..."

Originally thinking that Yuan Ling would not return to Yilin Pavilion, the prince has been thinking for the past few days when and what excuse he will use to find Yuan Ling again.

Yuan Ling was unhurried, looked at the prince for a moment, and asked calmly, "You don't want me to come?"

"No, no, of course I want you to come"

The prince quickly explained that such thoughts did not exist at all.

Yuan Ling looked at the prince with a calm expression and did not speak.

The prince smiled and touched his head unnaturally, pretended to cough twice before asking:

"What happened to the spirit world?"

In fact, the prince had already known from Ah Heng and Ah Shu that there was nothing wrong with the spirit world, just to find some topics to avoid embarrassment.

"Although Tanyuan took the spirit of the spirit, he didn't intentionally hurt others, so everyone is fine."

Yuan Ling

"Aiwujiwu, Mu Sifan is also a person from the spirit world after all, Tan Yuan must have thought about it"

"Um"

Yuan Ling has been looking at the prince since just now, with an indescribable feeling in his expression.

"Why does A Yuan look at me like this...?" The prince obviously didn't do anything, but when he looked at Yuan Ling, he seemed to have a guilty conscience, and he didn't know why.

"If I were him, then the person you love is me, right?"

Yuan Ling asked the question a few days ago, but his expression and tone were quite different from before.

The prince looked at Yuan Ling and couldn't help but pause again.

"I am not qualified to love you, whether it was ten thousand years ago or now"

The prince has already defined this. Thousands of years ago, Qinglong Qu was just and awe-inspiring. He was the crown jewel. He should have a bright future, but he died in his hands in the end.

Looking at the present, the reincarnated Yuanling, possessing the destiny of heaven, returned for the peace of the common people, and this responsibility was also borne by the prince.

The prince is well aware of all the mistakes he has done, so he has waited for thousands of years, but he never dared to expect to get the slightest.

"Then let's start again, regardless of everything in the past." Yuan Ling seemed calm, not on a whim, but a decision made after careful consideration.

The prince was surprised by Yuan Ling's words, and felt a little inexplicably sad.

If it is really possible to start again, that would be great, the prince dare not even think about it.

"If you knew what I did to you, you would never say start again." The prince sighed secretly, and said in a low voice: "And..."

"And what?" Yuan Ling didn't panic, but just looked at the prince silently.

"And even if I start over, I have no choice but to just treat you as a friend like I did ten thousand years ago."

The prince often said that the mausoleum couldn't forget Jiuranyue, but he was also the same, and it was impossible to forget Yuanling.

How can the prince expect to start all over again.

How can the love of thousands of years be the same as before, the love is so deep that it is difficult to hide it even in the eyebrows and eyes.

"Then don't be friends"

Yuan Ling didn't hesitate at all, and there was no sense of heartlessness in his words.

Although the prince knew that he was not qualified to ask for anything, he still couldn't help but feel disappointed.

The prince has always been good at pretending to be unrestrained, but after being dazed, he still has a smiling face

"Yeah, starting over doesn't necessarily mean being friends. Maybe we can be strangers, which is already the greatest tolerance for me."

The prince's smile always conceals his sincerity,

The prince's smile always conceals his sincerity, and if others see it, they will surely believe that he is so fearless and careless.

Yuan Ling looked at the prince without saying a word, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

"Holy Son, let's go, I told you, his head is full of dirt, and he hasn't grown up in 1 years! Heartless!"

Ah Xuan came out of nowhere, walked up to Yuan Ling, and looked at the prince with disgust.

"Can't you speak well?"

The crown prince never got a good look from Ah Xuan, but he was still used to it. It would be really awkward if Ah Xuan became polite one day.

"Hmph!" Ah Xuan squinted.

"..."

The crown prince is afraid that he will never be able to change Ah Xuan's view of him.

"Have you eaten, A Yuan? Are you hungry?" The prince didn't eat for a day, and suddenly felt a little hungry. He seemed a little lonely eating alone, and Yuan Ling happened to be his companion.

"It's none of your business, the Holy Son is not hungry!" Ah Xuan spoke first again, blocking the crown prince to death.

The prince didn't care about arguing with Ah Xuan, so he just slowed down, and asked Yuan Ling in a calm voice: "A Yuan hasn't eaten the food at Yilinge for several days, I must miss it very much, what do you want to eat?"

"What about you, what do you want to eat?"

Yuan Ling asked the prince back.

The prince couldn't help smiling happily, Yuan Ling was always in his sight, and he didn't care about Ah Xuan's reluctance, he happily replied: "Anything is fine, as long as Ah Yuan is with me eat"

"Can you give me food?, I want to eat"

Yuan Ling made such a request for the first time, but it didn't seem like a joke.

"Ok?"

The prince only felt that he had heard it wrong.

"Let's go to the kitchen"

After Yuan Ling finished speaking, he took his time and lifted his foot slowly.

The prince looked bewildered, and felt a little unbelievable.

"A Yuan, are you kidding me?"

The prince grabbed Yuan Ling's hand, not knowing whether what Yuan Ling said was true or not.

"Are you kidding?" Yuan Ling asked back

"A Yuan, do you really want to eat my cooking?"

Whether the prince can cook is another matter, but Yuan Ling's request made the prince feel too sudden and unreal.

Yuan Ling looked at the prince and only replied softly.

"Ok".

"Let's go." Yuan Ling gently released the prince's hand, and continued to lift his feet towards the kitchen.

Ah Xuan looked at Yuan Ling reluctantly, as if he was unhappy with Yuan Ling's actions, but he followed obediently.

The prince looked at Yuan Ling's back, as if he hadn't recovered yet, touched his head, always felt something strange, but couldn't tell, this was obviously Yuan Ling, but there seemed to be something different.

After being dazed, he raised his legs and chased after him. Although he didn't know why Yuan Ling suddenly wanted to eat the food he cooked, the prince was still extremely happy.