Three Lives and Three Worlds Dongfeng continues to write this love Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Early the next morning, Feng Jiu received a post from Chengyu Yuanjun, who was in charge of lotuses, saying that the lotus flowers were blooming very well recently. Xian Lian Zui, who had brewed the sealing altar, also started sealing, and she was invited to taste the wine and appreciate the lotus. Since the quick meeting at Bai Qian and Ye Hua's wedding, Feng Jiu has not had the chance to meet Cheng Yu in private. When an old friend invites you, it’s natural to go and catch up on old times. Feng Jiu used the kitchen of Xiwu Palace to make several side dishes that Cheng Yu loved back then, put them in a food box, and took them to find Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu still placed the banquet in the Jade Lotus Pavilion by the Yao Pond. When Feng Jiu came to the pavilion, she couldn't help but feel emotional. It was also here five hundred years ago that she and Cheng Yu got very drunk. Donghua came over and took her back to Taichen Palace, and that was what happened next. Five hundred years later, even if she died here drunk, I'm afraid Donghua wouldn't care.

"Feng Jiu, since you are here, why are you standing there? Hurry up and take a seat. Cheng Yu was serving dishes. He looked up and saw Feng Jiu and raised his hand to wave her over to take a seat.

"I made a few side dishes that you like to eat. I wonder if your taste has changed after so many years. "Feng Jiu walked into the pavilion with a smile and took out the vegetables in the basket one by one.

"Ice chrysanthemum drunken shrimp, grape fish, assorted white jade tofu, lotus leaf chicken, flower-stuffed chicken oil rolls. Fengjiu, you really care about me the most! "Chengyu looked at the table full of his favorite dishes, and his mouth watered.

"When it comes to the person who misses you the most in the world, I don't dare to rank first. "Feng Jiu has clearly seen His Highness Lian Song's feelings for Cheng Yu over the past hundreds of years. Although Cheng Yu kept saying that the relationship between the two of them was over, and called Lian Song a libertine. But Feng Jiu also understood that Cheng Yu would eventually I haven't let him go.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, but you have a really good mouth. You look more and more like the one from Taichen Palace. Cheng Yu pinched Feng Jiu's cheek affectionately, but found that he had made a mistake. He should not mention that person in front of Feng Jiu now. "Feng Jiu, I'm sorry." . . "

"What's the matter? We have been friends for so many years. If we still have scruples about what we say, wouldn't it be too unreasonable? Feng Jiu was generous, "Have you ever invited Si Ming?" "

"Well, I also asked him to come over for a drink. "

"That's good. I just wanted to ask him how the emperor has been these past years. "Feng Jiu's tone was calm, but no emotion could be heard.

"Why are you doing this? Cheng Yu looked at Feng Jiu distressedly, "Since you have already done that, you should try to get rid of him from your heart." Otherwise, it would be too painful for you to keep those memories alone for a long time. "

"I'm fine. As long as he is safe, I am fine no matter what. "Feng Jiu drank a glass of wine, gently rubbed the cold wine glass with her fingers, and said quietly. Seeing Donghua still fishing so leisurely and contentedly yesterday, Feng Jiu felt that these five hundred years of suffering were all worth it.

"That's all, you've had your feelings for the emperor for nearly a thousand years. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to let go. Over the years, the emperor has lived in seclusion, and I have rarely seen him. You'd better wait until Si Ming comes and ask him. "

People can't help but talk about it. As soon as Cheng Yu finished speaking, Si Ming came to the outside of the pavilion and bowed politely, but his face lost the seriousness he had when facing those gods. "Xiaoxian has met Cheng Yuyuanjun, female king, but Xiaoxian is late? "

"Si Ming, you came just in time. But I still prefer to hear you call me Your Highness. "Fengjiu was very happy to see her old friend. Although Si Ming was also present on the day of the wedding, the presence of so many distinguished old gods was not suitable for reminiscing after all.

"Really? That little fairy is still there. Change back to the previous title, Your Highness. "Seeing Feng Jiu smiling, Siming felt a little relieved.

"Come quickly and tell this young highness how Emperor Donghua has been living in the past five hundred years. "Cheng Yu poured a glass of wine for Siming and invited him to take a seat.

"What do you want to know, Your Highness?"

"How have you been, the emperor, in the past five hundred years? Has your cultivation level recovered? Is your health okay?" Yaonun knows best. For people in Donghua's condition, I'm afraid no one in the Nine Heavens can compare with Si Ming. Only when he personally admitted that the emperor was fine could Feng Jiu truly feel relieved.

"Back to your highness, since the day you left five hundred years ago, the emperor has been practicing in seclusion for three hundred years, and his cultivation and mana have been completely restored. Two hundred years after he left seclusion, the emperor The old man returned to his previous life, living in seclusion in Taichen Palace, fishing, growing flowers, playing chess and drinking tea, and he was quite leisurely." Si Ming told Feng Jiu everything he knew.

"Then I'm relieved. I saw him yesterday and he seemed to be in good spirits, but he seemed to have relaxed a little." Since Si Ming said that Donghua was fine, Feng Jiu could really Peace of mind.

"The emperor has rarely eaten in recent years, and there is nothing we can do to reduce it a little. The cooks in Taichen Palace have changed several times, but the emperor has never had an appetite." Although it doesn't matter if the gods don't eat, but Having an empty stomach for hundreds of years will make anyone lose weight.

"So that's it. If I had known, I would have cooked more dishes for him yesterday." Feng Jiu muttered softly.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Yu didn't hear Feng Jiu's words clearly.

"It's nothing. I want to say that it seems that the original decision was the right one." Feng Jiu smiled happily.

"Thankfully, Your Highness understood the righteousness and made such a decision, otherwise the Emperor's life or death would have been uncertain. Xiaoxian really admires Your Highness for abandoning his personal feelings for the sake of this world." Si Ming still feels a little scared when he thinks of what happened five hundred years ago.

"I'm not as great as you said," Feng Jiu lowered her head, a little embarrassed, "I didn't think much about it at the time, but I just didn't want him to die."

"The emperor has lived a good life these years and is in good health. Your Highness can feel a little relieved. But there is one thing that is strange. Since the emperor left the country, he has been going to Bihai Cangling for a few days every month. It has been like this every month for the past two hundred years. After all, it is the land of the emperor's transformation, and Xiaoxian has never followed him there without his old man's permission. "Thinking about what Emperor Donghua told him every time he left Jiuzhongtian. If you are in an emergency, you can go to Bihai Cangling to find him. However, in the past two hundred years, the world has been peaceful, and Si Ming has never stepped into the blue sea and Cangling.

"Bi Hai Cangling..." Feng Jiu's heart seemed to be pinched. These four words used to be so beautiful to her, and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Donghua. place. Now, as an outsider, she is afraid that she will never have the chance to step into Bihai Cangling.

Feng Jiu's lonely expression was caught in Cheng Yu's eyes. She poured a glass of wine for Feng Jiu, put her arms around Feng Jiu's shoulders, and comforted her softly: "If you can't forget the past, let it go." If not, you have to keep it deep in your heart. Otherwise, how can you deal with it calmly when we meet in the future? Even if you feel sad, you still have to live this life. Don’t forget that you are the Queen of Qingqiu now.”

"I know all the truth." Feng Jiu drank all the wine in the cup, "For the past five hundred years, I have been concentrating on cultivation and carefully taking care of Qingqiu's affairs. Originally, I wanted to prevent myself from having any problems. I had no time and leisure to miss him. But later I realized that he had sacrificed so much in exchange for the peace in this world, and I would not let him down by fulfilling his duty as a queen and keeping Qingqiu safe so that the Fox clan and the people of Qingqiu could live in peace. The good relationship between the Tian Clan for generations is probably the last thing I can do for him."

After hearing these words, Siming and Cheng Yu knew that Feng Jiu was no longer the same person as he had been hundreds of years ago. That little Highness who is obsessed with repaying kindness and sticking with each other. Although she and her beloved are forgotten in the world, she is able to put aside her love for her children and guard the eternal peace of the world, which is quite the magnanimity of the Queen of Qingqiu.

The breeze blows on your face, carrying the faint fragrance of lotus, which makes people smell so comfortable. Feng Jiu and Cheng Yu took advantage of the wine, sometimes laughing loudly and sometimes whispering, and had a lot of best friend whispers. Cheng Yu also gossiped to Feng Jiu a lot about the secrets of the Nine Heavens in the past five hundred years. Where he said something inaccurate, Siming would add a few words.

The three altars of immortal lotuses were at the bottom of their drunkenness, and Si Ming hurriedly stepped forward: "This banquet will end here for today. His Highness and Yuan Jun must not drink any more. They must not get as drunk as they did last time!" Si Ming still remembered that five hundred years ago, it was the three of them. He watched Cheng Yu and Feng Jiu become drunk and unconscious, and then were carried back to the dormitory by His Highness Lian San and Emperor Donghua. Although that drunkenness had a positive effect on the development of the relationship between the two star-crossed couples, Si Ming was regarded as a key target of wariness by Lian Song and Dong Hua before he could consider himself a hero. They were not only worried about why their confidante wanted to drink with other men, but also suspected that Cheng Yu and Feng Jiu drank so much because Si Ming had given them to them. For a long time after that, every time the emperor looked at him, he felt like he had ice water on his head.

"Don't be afraid, Si Ming, my drinking capacity has improved a lot in the past five hundred years, and I won't get drunk so easily!" Feng Jiu's mind was still clear, but her cheeks were indeed a little hot. At this time, he was still talking hard.

"Your Highness is really good at drinking. It's a pity that your partner is still so drunk after so many years." Lian Song came leisurely in white clothes and fanned himself. Walking to Cheng Yu who was already lying on the stone table, he bent down and touched her cheek, "Get up, maybe you want to sleep here and let everyone in the Nine Heavens laugh at you."

"Xiaoxian has to go to the Cangjin Pavilion to help the emperor sort out the books, so he will leave first." Before Lian Song noticed him, Siming bowed, greased the soles of his feet and slipped away first.

"Then I'll take my leave first. I'll leave Cheng Yu to His Highness the Third Highness." Feng Jiu thought silently in her heart, Cheng Yu, the opportunity is left to you. As a friend, I can only help you get here. .

"Do you need me to find some little palace ladies to take the queen back?" Lian Song asked sincerely.

"No, no, no," Feng Jiu waved her hands quickly, "I didn't drink too much." After saying that, she picked up the food box and ran away.

Although Feng Jiu did not get drunk like Cheng Yu did, she still felt a little dizzy at this time. Chengyu had said before that although his wine-making skills were not comparable to those of the God Zheyan, they were still comparable to those of the Nine Heavens. It seems that this is not a boast, this fairy lotus is refreshing in the mouth, with the fragrance of lotus, but it has sufficient stamina. If Zheyan is so stingy again in the future, she will simply come to Cheng Yu to beg for a few more jars of immortal lotus to be stored in her fox hole.

Fengjiu lowered her head and was thinking about this as she walked towards Tuanzi’s Qingyun Hall, but she didn’t realize that someone had blocked her way. Until she saw the figure on the ground, she suddenly looked up and found that the person was no more than a foot away from her.

"Say, do you know how to get to Taichen Palace?" The man asked impatiently when he saw Feng Jiu approaching.

Feng Jiu stared blankly at the young man in front of her, and her head became even dizzy for a moment. It seems that the person asking for directions is not from the Nine Heavens. Otherwise, how could he not know where the Taichen Palace of Emperor Donghua is. Although there are only a few people in the Nine Heavens who have entered the emperor's palace, no one in the sky knows where the Lord of Heaven and Earth lived in the past. If he is not from the Celestial Clan, then who is he and how could he be born like this? . . Handsome. She has red lips and white teeth, a slender figure, and two big eyes that blink and flicker. Most beautiful women would feel ashamed standing next to him.

"I'm asking you, do you know where Taichen Palace is?" The young man asked loudly and angrily.

Lao Tzu? Feng Jiu was still staring blankly at the young man in front of him who called himself Lao Tzu, because he didn't understand why this young man, who looked as cute as a handsome little lady when he didn't open his mouth, was so bold when he opened his mouth. He frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? I am Yanchiwu, the Blue Demon Lord, one of the Seven Lords of the Demon Clan!" The young man seemed to have something urgent. He urged me again, "Hurry up and tell me, do you know where the ice-faced Taichen Palace is? If you know, take me there quickly. If you delay me, I will twist your head off and treat it as a pawn." "Kick the ball."

"Ice face? Are you talking about Emperor Donghua?" What Feng Jiu was paying attention to at this time was not that the beautiful young man in front of him wanted to twist her head off, but why. I want to call Donghua Ice Cube Face.

"He looks cold all day long, with no expression on his face. Isn't that just talking about him!" The young man took another step closer, suddenly sniffed hard, and pointed at the hand in Feng Jiu's hand. The food box asked: "Is there any food in here?" He went out early in the morning and wanted to sneak in during the celebration held in Jiuzhongtian. He asked the Emperor Donghua to have a date with the Blue Demon Lord in person. He has not had a bite of food yet, and some Hungry.

"No more." Feng Jiu was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she shook the food box seriously.

Seeing that the expectation in the young man's eyes was instantly extinguished and he smacked his mouth in disappointment, Feng Jiu couldn't bear it. After groping for a long time from his sleeves, he took out a sugar bag, opened it and looked at it. There were a few mung bean cakes, coconut cakes and jujube walnut cakes inside. He handed it over and said, "I was in a hurry when I went out, so I only brought a few pieces with me." A piece of pastry. You can eat some to fill your stomach first.”

“Snack?” The young man frowned and took it, but he still said: “ I don’t like sweet snacks on weekdays, I prefer meat! As for snacks, I only like plum parfait, but I want less licorice, remember?”

“Remember.” Feng Jiu nodded and responded, but then felt very confused. Why should she remember it? However, before Feng Jiu could think about it carefully, the next moment, she was already squatting under a Bodhi tree on the ninth day eating snacks with this young man who could compare his beauty with her fourth uncle.

"Did you make this snack? Although I don't like to eat these sweets on weekdays, your cooking skills are pretty good. Much better than the cooks in my palace." I don't know who this devil is. After being hungry for a few days, I wolfed down some snacks.

"You eat slowly, but tell me, why did you go to Taichen Palace to find Emperor Donghua?"

"Make a date with him."

"What?" Feng Jiu was a little surprised. This demon king looked delicate and weak, but he didn't expect that he was actually brave. If you want to fight with the Lord of Heaven and Earth who used to end wars with war, it seems that you will live a long life as a devil, and you will live to the end.

Yan Chiwu thought Feng Jiu didn’t understand, and sighed: “I want to challenge Ice Cube Face to make a fight! Do you understand?”

"I wonder what kind of hatred you have against the Emperor?" Feng Jiu actually wanted to ask. She didn't know what hardships the Demon Lord had gone through, so that he could not think about it so hard.

"The hatred of taking away my wife." Yan Chiwu still gritted his teeth when he mentioned it.

Feng Jiu took a breath, the hatred of seizing his wife was indeed worth noting Dai Tian, ??and this demon king had a good reputation. But if you think about it carefully, Emperor Donghua has lived to this age, except for her, a little fox, but he has not been involved in anything in the world of mortals. Not counting Zhiyue, during the time when her uncle was buried in Wuwanghai, she made a special trip to Qingqiu to deliver a message to her, apologizing for throwing her into the Demon Locking Tower before, and promising her that she would never step into Taichen again. Take a step forward to show your sincerity in apologizing. By the way, there was another person who was a thorn in her heart. "Who is the Demon Lord's wife?" Feng Jiu asked carefully.

"Ji Heng." It was indeed her, Feng Jiu sighed silently in her heart.

It turns out that the Blue Devil has always longed for Princess Ji Heng, but Princess Ji Heng has never accepted his feelings. Yan Chiwu was not discouraged. He felt that since Ji Heng had no sweetheart, he would always be able to impress her after seeing people's hearts for a long time. But who would have known that five hundred years ago, Princess Ji Heng was taken to Taichen Palace by Emperor Donghua for treatment due to Mid-Autumn Water poisoning. However, she fell deeply in love with Emperor Donghua and could not extricate herself, and she swore not to marry anyone other than Emperor Donghua in her lifetime. Yan Chiwu felt that as a dignified demon king, he could not just give up his beloved to others. If he could have a fight with Donghua and defeat him, Emperor Donghua would have no shame in snatching his wife from him, and Ji Heng would also favor him. But in the past five hundred years, every time a war invitation was delivered to Taichen Palace, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news again. This time, taking advantage of the wedding of the Celestial Clan, he, the Demon Lord, went to the Nine Heavens in person to declare a fight. He didn't believe that he couldn't have this fight with Ice Cube Face.

"I said, who is that? Do you know where Taichen Palace is? I have been wandering around this palace for almost two hours and I still haven't found Ice Cube Face. By the way, what is your name? What?" Yan Chiwu only now remembered to ask Feng Jiu's name.

"I am Bai Fengjiu from Qingqiu."?

"Whether you are Qing Fengjiu or Bai Fengjiu, you should quickly take me to Taichen Palace!" After eating a few pastries, Yan Chiwu has not forgotten the purpose of coming to Tiangong this time.

Feng Jiu's little head thought quickly. Yan Chiwu was so persistent in asking about the residence of Emperor Donghua. Even if she refused to let go, he would probably be able to find someone to lead the way. If it were someone else who would take him there, it would be better to have Feng Jiu. Today he is just here to send a message of war. Logically speaking, there should be no fight. Even if a fight breaks out, she can still have a fight by her side. Of course, she didn't believe that Emperor Donghua could suffer any loss, but when this Demon Lord didn't open his mouth, he was still a handsome and beautiful young man. It would be a pity if he was beaten to death like this.

"Mr. Xiao Yan, are you really going to make a date with Emperor Donghua?" When they first met, they talked heart-to-heart about their past. Feng Jiu felt that Yanchi Wu was a real person. child. I really can't bear to see him die in vain, and I hope I can stop him at the last moment.

"Who are you calling me, Young Master! If you call me such a polite name again, I will beat you until you can't get out of bed for a thousand years!" Yan Chiwu was furious and shouted excitedly.

"Then what should I call you?" Feng Jiu thought in her heart. With your appearance, calling you a wife is not too much.

"What do you usually call a man with a tall figure and a strong back?" Yan Chiwu stood up and brushed off the residue from the pastry he had just eaten on his clothes.

"Xiaoyan Hero!" Feng Jiu understood very quickly and thought of a suitable title in an instant.

Sure enough, Yan Chiwu nodded with satisfaction, "This is not a bad title. Quick, Xiaojiu, take me to the ice-faced Taichen Palace."

Even though Feng Feng After all the earnest persuasion from Jiuyi Road, Yan Chiwu was still determined to have this fight with Emperor Donghua. Until he arrived at the gate of Taichen Palace and was stopped by the guards at the door, he still didn't give up.

"I only promised to bring you to Taichen Palace, but I didn't say I could take you into Taichen Palace. There is no place in the Nine Heavens that is more difficult to enter and exit than Taichen Palace." Feng Jiu looked at Yan Chiwu helplessly. If she hadn't met Cheng Yu back then, she wouldn't have had to squat at the gate of Taichen Palace for how many hours before she could find a way to go in and repay her kindness.

"I don't believe it. There are places in the sky and on the earth that I cannot enter!" Yan Chiwu said and was about to break in, but was held back by Feng Jiu.

"Xiao Yan, you are just here to post a battle, why bother making a big deal out of it? What a crime it is to break into Taichen Palace. After all, this is the territory of the Celestial Clan. If you don't He is powerful and can fight, but he is outnumbered after all." Feng Jiu used Qing Xiao to reason and tried his best to hold Yan Chiwu's arm. The drunkenness from earlier came back, and she shook her head to stay awake.

Although Yan Chiwu still wanted to break in, seeing Feng Jiu trying so hard to dissuade him, he understood that it was for his own good, and he felt a little moved in his heart, feeling that although Feng Jiu was born without his goddess Ji Heng is good-looking, but he is rare to be chivalrous and courageous, and has a pure mind.

While the two were pulling each other, Donghua slowly walked out of the palace gate. His eyes swept across Yan Chi Wu and Feng Jiu, and his eyes paused briefly on Feng Jiu's hand holding Yan Chi Wu, and then walked past the two of them without saying a word.

"Ice Cube Face, stop for me! Hey, you should stop for me!" Seeing that Donghua didn't pay attention to him, Yan Chiwu hurriedly stepped forward and blocked his way, " I came to see you, and you pretended not to know me!"

"I'm not pretending, I really don't know you." Donghua frowned, unable to figure out who he was. immortal.

After hearing these words, Yan Chiwu almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Over the past five hundred years, he has delivered more than 10,000 war invitations to Taichen Palace, but in the end Emperor Donghua actually said he didn't know him! But think about it, after all, the two of them have never had a head-to-head confrontation, so he can understand even if he doesn't recognize them. After comforting himself like this, Yan Chi Wu swallowed the mouthful of blood again, "I am the Blue Demon Lord Yan Chi Wu, the one who made the fight for you!"

"Oh, no. I've heard of it." Donghua raised his legs to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Yan Chiwu covered his chest, feeling like he was going to be pissed to death by Emperor Donghua, "Tell me exactly when this fight will start!"

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"Fight? I don't have time." Emperor Donghua calmly adjusted his sleeves and said leisurely.

"You are the master of heaven and earth. If you don't do anything anymore, what else is there to do?"

"There are several loquat trees in the backyard of Taichen Palace. The fruits should be ripe." Pick it up."

"I'll pick it up for you!"

"The Sutra Pavilion is in disrepair and some of the pillars have peeled off the paint."

"I'll pick it up. I'll give it to you!"

"I got some new tea seedlings the day before, so I need to plant them quickly."

"I'll plant them for you!"

" Okay." Emperor Donghua agreed very happily this time.

Xiaoyan Zhuangshi felt in a daze that he had fallen into the trap of Emperor Donghua, but then he thought that only by helping him solve these worries could Emperor Donghua have a happy fight with him. As long as a man can bend and stretch and achieve his goals, there is no need to worry about these small things. Thinking like this makes me feel much better.

Feng Jiu looked at Yan Chiwu sympathetically. He was not here to fight, he was clearly here to be a long-term worker. Moreover, Feng Jiu felt that even without Yanchi Wu, it would not have been his turn to do the things that Emperor Donghua just said. However, she was not allowed to think too much, and she heard Yan Chiwu call her: "Xiaojiu." At this time, Emperor Donghua had already walked away with his hands behind his back for a few steps, but at this moment he stopped and turned around to look back at them. One glance.

"I didn't have enough to eat just now. You can go back and make me something to eat." Yan Chiwu's tone was no longer as ferocious as before, but rather a bit pitiful.

When Feng Jiu heard this, she thought that he would have to work hard in Taichen Palace in the next few days, and couldn't help but feel sad. Although he was already drunk and his mind was a little unclear, he still replied softly: "Okay."

"Do you remember what I like to eat?" This sentence sounded even more aggrieved.

"Plum parfait, put less licorice." Feng Jiu tried hard to recall what the two of them had just talked about, and said.

Yan Chiwu showed some relief on his face. Before he could say anything else, Donghua raised his hand and cast a spell to throw him into Taichen Palace. Feng Jiu watched blankly as Yan Chiwu's figure drew an arc in the air, and then heard a thud and Yan Chiwu's scream: "Ice Cube Face, how dare you plot against me!"

"Nujun hasn't left yet, do you want to go in and work together?" Donghua asked, seeing Fengjiu standing blankly at the door of Taichen Palace, but his tone was cool.

"Oh, let's go now." Feng Jiu came back to her senses, glanced sympathetically inside from the palace door, and then walked in the direction of Donghua. All the drunkenness that had been suppressed by curiosity came up in an instant, and her steps were a little frivolous. At this moment, she just wanted to go back to Qingyun Palace and have a good sleep.

"Have you been drinking?" Feng Jiu walked past Donghua, and Donghua smelled the alcohol on her body.

"Well, the Xianlianzu brewed by Cheng Yu is very delicious." Feng Jiu became a little more drunk, and Feng Jiu became a little confused. It seemed like she had returned to the days when she lived in Taichen Palace five hundred years ago. At that time, Donghua was very gentle and accommodating to her, but she had a somewhat arrogant temper.

"How much did you drink?"

"Not much, only three jars." Feng Jiu said, but stretched out four fingers.

"Do you still know the way back?" Donghua stretched out his hand to help Feng Jiu, who was walking a little unsteadily.

"Let me think about it," Feng Jiu was a little confused again. She looked around, looked up and saw the Taichen Palace sign, pointed at it and smiled: "We're home now, aren't we? "

"You are indeed drunk," Donghua sighed, "Don't wander off, I will send two Xian'e to take you back."

"You. Don't leave!" Feng Jiu hugged one of Donghua's arms and said, "Carry me back!"

"What did you say?" Donghua raised his eyebrows. I suspect that Fengjiu’s food to go with the wine is bear’s heart and leopard’s guts.

"Donghua, carry me home." Feng Jiu raised her face with a sweet smile, her cheeks slightly pink.

Donghua looked at Feng Jiu quietly for a moment, without saying anything else, he bent down and picked up Feng Jiu, and walked towards the direction of Xiwu Palace.

"You are not carrying me, you are hugging me." Feng Jiu seemed dissatisfied, but her hands were around Donghua's neck. Seeing that Donghua didn't answer, she asked again: "Are you angry? Are you angry that I drank with Siming again and got drunk? You see, I'm not even angry about what happened between you and Ji Heng, so don't be angry anymore, okay? Okay?”

“So you drank with Siming.” Donghua finally spoke.

"And Chengyu." Feng Jiu rubbed her face against Donghua's chest and asked a little aggrievedly: "Xiaoyan said that Princess Ji Heng has a deep love for you, and so do you. She fell in love at first sight. Is that true? If you want to marry that demon princess, will I never see you again? Yan Chi Wu? Are you familiar with each other?" Donghua always seemed to fail to answer Feng Jiu's questions.

"Xiaoyan is a nice person, not to mention that she is so infatuated with Ji Heng that she is willing to risk her life to fight you. In this regard, we are a bit similar... I will risk my life for the person I like. Life is okay." Her head felt a little heavy, and Feng Jiu leaned against Dong Hua's chest, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Donghua frowned and looked down at Feng Jiu in his arms. Naturally, he would not take her drunken nonsense to heart. It was just the first time Qingqiu had seen her so close since he first met her. The phoenix flower on her forehead was as bright as fire, which made her face look a little pale. Only then did Donghua realize that Fengjiu's arm around his neck was cold, not even a trace of the warmth that an immortal body should have.