Aoyama sees me as I should

Ordinary people look at immortals, monsters, and monsters, and it is difficult to see what is wrong. Eyes are eyes, noses are noses, and people can be transformed into humans for thousands of years. If life and death are not immortal, ordinary people will naturally not be able to find it.

In the spring and autumn of each year, the flowers and snows of the four seasons reincarnate several times, the mountains and seas can be flattened, and the lakes and rivers are submerged. Mere karma and fate are not worth mentioning to ordinary people.

Seeing Ming Huan from a distance, Ji Qingbai knew that Ming Huan was indeed not a person.

But it is not a fairy.

As for what it was, Ji Qingbai did two rounds of tricks and found that he couldn't understand it.

Until the end, Ji Qingbai's complexion finally gradually became difficult to look at. He is already in the realm of the upper gods, the head of the six realms.

The fate of Tanzhang in this life has been entangled with Ji Qingbai, and the price has to be compromised to preserve it. Now that such an incomprehensible Minghuan comes again, Ji Qingbai only feels pain in his heart, Zeng De is beside him, and his voice Shouted sharply and softly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Don't scare your slaves, Your Majesty!"

Tan Zhang stepped over in one or two steps, lifted his robe, and hugged Ji Yu's slumped body, Lu Changsheng followed nearby, Zeng De hurried to call, Ming Huan stepped aside, expressionless, his eyes were faint, and he followed Following the servants, he finally looked at the woman in the emperor's arms.

In broad daylight, Ji Yu was pitifully small. Seeing her pulling the emperor's sleeve to cover her face, Ming Huan smiled inexplicably. Lu Changsheng rushed over from behind. Chaofu ran out of breath.

Tan Zhang's face was as cold as iron, staring at the imperial physician as if he was looking at a dead person, Lu Changsheng was pouring medicine and pinching him with acupuncture, Ji Qingbai finally regained his breath.

Seeing the emperor's expression, Ji Qingbai was afraid that he would think wrong, held his hand, and said in a low voice: "It's none of your Majesty's business..."

It's a pity that Lu Changsheng didn't give him face very much, and said solemnly: "My lady is weak, the emperor must exercise restraint when it comes to intercourse. It's not a trivial matter to catch cold in this scene."

Ji Qingbai: "..." It's over, now everyone knows what they did just now.

Tan Zhang frowned, it was rare that he didn't make a sound, but he listened to everything he said, he stretched out his hand to touch Ji Qingbai's face, seeing that people are like grass and flowers, it's rare that he felt some regret.

Ji Qingbai glared at Lu Changsheng, almost vomited to death, but his current appearance was not at all convincing, and he even complained about General Ming who was standing beside him silently.

Of course Ming Huan didn't know what Ji Qingbai was thinking, he never disdained mortal life and death, so he bowed his hands and said perfunctorily: "I hunted a white tiger before, I heard that it is a spiritual thing, the heart and liver can be used as medicine, it can revive the dead and heal the bones , it is better to kill it, dig out the heart and give it to the empress."

Ji Qingbai: "..."

Tan Zhang was actually a little moved, and looked down at Ji Qingbai.

"Since that white tiger is a spiritual creature, it must not be killed." Ji Qingbai's forehead sweated, thinking that they were all ghosts, "Your Majesty, please let it go for me, it's also a good fortune. "

Ming Huan glanced at him again, this time he finally didn't say anything.

Because of Ji Qingbai's body, the emperor didn't bother to meet General Ming. Ji Qingbai only learned later that the Southern Xinjiang Huanyu Army had won the honor of "do not kneel before seeing the emperor, but enter the palace with a knife" because of its outstanding achievements.

In fact, as an ordinary person, anyone with a wink would know that although he is the emperor's favorite, the rules are the rules, and one should never go beyond the rules.

From this point of view, Ming Huan is really not an ordinary person.

After Ji Qingbai returned to Yulongdian, he was worried that the white tiger would be killed all day long, so he took his maid to the animal house in a hurry after only a few days to keep it.

The one who led the way was still the minister of the Ministry of Rites that day, and he was fearful all the way, fearing that he would be neglected.

"That tiger is young, very intelligent, and quite family-friendly." The minister sent eunuchs to open the animal house, and was afraid that Ji Qingbai would dislike the smell, so he shook his hands all the way, and almost bumped into people several times.

Ji Qingbai didn't have the time to dislike the one and the other, he passed by several wooden fences, and saw the white tiger lying in the innermost at a glance.

There is indeed some spirituality, but it cannot enter the fairyland.

Ji Qingbai looked at it for a few times, and then he thought about it, thinking that he is the descendant of Master Nan, so he must save it.

The white tiger was just as my servant said, it was cute and clingy, and it was a spiritual creature after all, so it got closer to Ji Qingbai. The servant girl brought the animal skin rope, and Ji Qingbai put it on the white tiger with his own hands, and was about to pull it out when he heard a sudden sound. There was a playful laugh.

Ming Huan stood at the door of the animal house, he was not wearing military uniform today, he was wearing a plain uniform with a long knife on his waist.

Ji Qingbai stiffened his body, looking at him with good eyes as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Who am I supposed to be?" Ming Huan approached like a stroll in the garden, and brushed Ji Qingbai's face lightly, "So it's the Empress."

Ji Qingbai smiled back, "General Ming."

Ming Huan was noncommittal, he looked at the white tiger that Ji Qingbai was holding in his hand, the animal was obviously terrified of him, when he saw him, he wailed and shivered.

Spiritual things are always sensitive to non-human things. When Ji Qingbai saw the long knife on Ming Huan's waist, he was stunned for a moment, feeling very familiar.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to expose his real body and soul in front of the other party, so he withdrew all his immortal power and only relied on Ji Yu's physical body.

Ming Huan stared at him for a while, but didn't notice anything, then curled his lower lip in a dull manner.

"This white tiger is an animal after all, I'm afraid it will accidentally hurt people." Ming Huan gave up half of his body, pretending to be obedient, "Your Majesty will escort you back to the palace."