A Guide to Keeping a Domestic Unicorn

After Concubine Zi Shu left, the unicorn black-haired group said: "I'm here to infuse the Emperor Taiyuan who has been robbed of the gold plate. Take advantage of this time to find the three great treasures! Shu Rong cast a spell on the whole bedroom, Those people are now in a lost state, which can be used to search for what we are looking for!"

"The three great treasures are placed in the royal secret room. There are many traps there, even martial arts masters cannot get close." Qingyan said.

"That's nothing! We are not ordinary masters! Little brother! Come rush with me!" The red-haired group got excited.

"Let's use the pendulum to find the direction of the secret room first!" Ling Jupang raised his paw, and let the crystal pendulum wrapped around the paw hang down naturally, and saw it blow a breath of fairy air towards the pendulum, and the pendulum The pendulum began to shake spontaneously, as if being pulled by an invisible object, pointing in the direction of the harem.

"Then let's go there first!" Everyone said to the black-haired ball squatting on Emperor Taiyuan's chest.

"Go, go, I will catch up with you." Hei Maotuan waved his paw.After everyone left, it sighed and said: "Ah~~~ This mortal is really troublesome!"

He opened Emperor Taiyuan's mouth and began to perform artificial respiration on Emperor Taiyuan.

The so-called injection of Qilin's holy breath is actually artificial respiration.

After blowing a few breaths, Emperor Taiyuan's complexion gradually turned from gray to rosy, and vitality returned to him!

Probably due to receiving too much Qilin fairy energy, Emperor Taiyuan, who should have been drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes, and stared at the black hair ball lying on his chest!

"Wow!" Hei Maotuan yelled first, and jumped three feet away!

"What are you?! Where is Zishu!" Emperor Taiyuan sat up and asked while holding his forehead.

"I am the Qilin Emperor! Mortals! Hurry up and meet the deity!" the black-haired group said.

"Emperor Qilin... what is it?!" Emperor Taiyuan asked in bewilderment.

"This deity is a unicorn!" said the black-haired ball with fried hair, sitting upright, "It is this deity who saved your concubine Zishu, who was about to lose her soul, and guided her to reincarnate. She was bewitched by evil gods, and she almost lost her soul. Have you forgotten?"

"It was you who saved her? Is she really alright!" Emperor Taiyuan became excited when he heard Concubine Zishu's name.

"Is this deity still going to lie to you?" The black hair ball patted the carpet with its claws.

Emperor Taiyuan suddenly wept with joy, regardless of whether what he saw was a dream or reality, as long as Zishu was fine, he was content.

"Anyway, be your emperor well and go to sleep." The black hairball licked his paws, then stroked his fried hair.

After tidying the hair on the top of the head, its two unicorn horns beeped and shone light, covering the surprised Emperor Taiyuan, who fell down on the carpet in an instant and fell into a deep sleep.

"Remember, you just had a strange dream." Hei Maotuan said to the sleeping Emperor Taiyuan.

On the other side, Qingyan and others finally found the royal secret room with the help of the pendulum. The secret room is hidden in the abandoned cold palace. There are legends of ghosts in this cold palace. No one dares to approach it at night, let alone think of the treasure. It must be said that it is a brilliant move to hide here.

Ling Jupang is good at tricks, and after some fiddling with it, he opened a secret door on the wall of a room in the cold palace. Inside was a long, narrow and dark tunnel.

"Leave it to me!" The red-haired group volunteered to stand up, and with a snort, flames ignited all over his body, turning into a big fireball and rushing into the secret passage!

"Don't be impulsive! This will destroy the secret passage! We will be discovered!" It was already too late for Ling Jupang, and the impulsive red hair ball burst into flames, turning the entire secret passage into an oven!

"Alas... It seems that we have to wipe its ass with cover-ups." Ling Jupang said to Qingyan at the entrance of the secret passage.

In this way, half an hour later, the flame hair ball brought the Autumn Soul Sword that had been roasted black. It was smoked to pitch black.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, the treasure map engraved on the Autumn Soul Sword actually appeared because it was blackened—Qing Yan hurriedly tore down a curtain in the cold palace, and with the scorched charcoal mark on it, painted the treasure map Rubbing down.

"I set fire to the secret room just to make it easier for you to get the treasure map so easily." The red-haired group wagged its tail triumphantly.

It was already late at night when we returned to the palace, and Ling Jupang left with the treasure map. The baked secret room was covered with some kind of blindfold, and it was said that everything looked normal.

Qi Jia and Qing Yan took a hot bath together in the bathroom of the warehouse, Qi Jia said: "Well, Qing Yan, several groups of officials came to win you over during the day, how do you think the situation in the capital will develop?"

"Prince 34 is dead, and the remaining princes will definitely have to fight again. We still follow the prince's statement and don't participate in any party formation." Qingyan sat under the shower and said.

"But you have been to the palace of the Ninth Prince, everyone thinks you belong to the Ninth Prince." Qi Jia opened a can of beer, "Politics is really troublesome."

"With me here, don't worry." Qing Yan stood up and came to the newly installed bathtub, picked up the beer in Qi Jia's hand and drank it.

"That's my beer!" Qi Jia protested.

"Don't drink at this late hour!" Qing Yan suddenly lowered his head to cover his mouth, the beer entangled with Qi Jia's tongue along his mouth.

"Hmm..." Qi Jia was blushed by this unexpected flirting, he finally pushed away the bolder Qingyan, and shouted, "Where did you learn this...French kissing!!"

"From those personal diaries in the warehouse." Qingyan replied truthfully, "I have also learned a lot of postures, and I am confident that this time I will never change into my original form!"

After that, he took off the towel around his waist and stepped into the bathtub.

"You, you, you, you, wait! I'm not prepared at all!" Qi Jia was very shy this time!

"Don't worry, I've read those fanfiction books so well that I won't feel ashamed..." Qing Yan looked down at Qi Jia's slender and beautiful body, and suddenly realized that the reality is completely different from the one drawn in the comics!

It's even more exciting! !

Puff! !

A white hairball sank into the water with nosebleeds.

Qi Jia quickly picked up the wet baby from the water, and sighed: "Oh, let's just say that those colleagues don't teach minors well! Hey, the bathtub is polluted by your nosebleed!"