Chapter 725: Innocence (3)

Fan Chen pursed his lips and smiled, lifted the quilt, and put his feet down on the bed. "Where's Yingmo?"

"I got up before dawn. Zi Ling replied peacefully.

Got up?

Fan Chen frowned slightly, knowing that Yingmo was a bright and upright person, he must have slept on the couch for a night, pursed his mouth, recalled the picture of last night when he borrowed wine to eliminate his sorrows, shook his head, and didn't want to think about those unhappy things anymore, don't think about it, don't touch it.

She bent over to put on her shoes, stood up and stretched, and her whole body was finally more comfortable.

Chirping......

There was a dull sound from the door of the main hall, and Fan Chen pursed his mouth, only hearing the light footsteps, he knew that it was the palace slave of the Damang Palace.

Seven immortal slaves lined up neatly into the side hall, two palace slaves walked in the forefront, raised their hands to open the curtain of the side hall, and the four palace slaves who served tea and water followed the leading palace slaves with water basin clothes and walked in with broken steps.

"Emperor Yu, you're awake! The leading palace slave whispered to Fan Chen, leaning over respectfully, putting his hands on his stomach, very respectful.

Fan Chen glanced at her, feeling familiar, and rolled his eyes. "It's you! You've taken care of yourself before, what's your name?"

Fan Chen saw that she was the palace slave who had slept here for thousands of years, and although she was not good-looking, she was not bad.

"Emperor Hui Yu, the little one is called Banu. She replied gently, she didn't think she remembered herself, and her eyebrows lowered, thinking that it was because she was so ugly that she recognized herself at a glance.

"Banu, get up!" Fan Chenping said to her peacefully, and then looked at the four palace slaves behind her holding a basin of water.

"Bring the things up!" she pointed to the four palace slaves.

The four palace slaves leaned over and responded, "Yes." ”

"Get me a bath!" she added.

Banu replied gently: "The demon god has already instructed that Emperor Yu will be uncomfortable when he gets up, so he asked the little slaves to prepare everything in the Bi Muscle Palace, and asked the Yu Emperor to wash well before going to the Bi Muscle Hall to bathe." ”

Fan Chen smiled gently, but Yingmo was thoughtful, so after washing up, he went to the Bi Muscle Palace, while Zi Ling went to the palace to wander around.

An hour later, Fan Chen bathed out of the Bi Muscle Palace, washed his whole body with the smell of wine, his face was crimson, and he was wearing a white dress prepared by Yingmo, the style was almost the same as what he was wearing, and it was very comfortable.

"Emperor Yu's skirt, the little slave will let them wash it and then send it back to Emperor Yu. Banu leaned over and said to Fanchen.

Fan Chen nodded. "Where are you demon gods?"

"The Demon God discussed political affairs with the Demon Venerables in the Great Mang Palace, and invited Emperor Yu to the Immortal Hall for dinner. Banu said.

She touched her stomach, she was really hungry, so she waved her hand at Banu. "You don't have to serve me, I don't like this, you go down, I'll go back to the Temple of Hades." ”

Banu was silent for a moment, and had no choice but to nod and lead the palace slaves to retreat.

When I returned to the Wuxia Temple, I saw that the long table in the main hall was full of my favorite dishes, and Fan Chen couldn't wait to sit down and eat immediately.

A few hours passed, and Fan Chen wanted to come to this Damang Palace before he had visited it all, and there was nothing to do at the moment anyway, so he walked around the palace alone.

Too white.

Shen Tu Rin locked himself in the hut at night, and let Birao and Qianhui shout outside all night, still indifferent.

Seeing that there was no result, Bi Rao said to Qian Hui on the side: "Divine Venerable, go back to Nixian Mountain first!"

Qian Hui pursed her mouth helplessly, there was no one in Nixian Mountain at the moment, so she had to nod her head and agree.

"You must take good care of the night gods. ”

Birao nodded affirmatively.

Qian Hui reluctantly looked at the thatched hut that had been enchanted by the night, although she knew that she couldn't hear him no matter how much she shouted, but she still wanted to tell him one last time.

"Waiting for the teacher, you will be in Nixian Mountain. ”

After speaking, his eyes trembled slightly, and then turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared away.

Bi Rao's hands are clenched tightly, and now she doesn't know what to do, she can't get in or not, and even if she goes in, she can't persuade him, but the only thing worth being happy about is that Fan Chen has left, as long as she doesn't know the truth, then she will never forgive Rin Ye, and she won't come back, so this matter is still beneficial to herself after all, in the end, she can only grit her teeth, and now that she is on the same front as Bai Yao, she must not say this.

Miao Er, Liu Yi, and Nan Yue saw the green-clothed woman leaving, and ran down from the corridor of the main hall with their eyes open, standing behind Bi Rao, all very curious about what was going on.

Miao Er asked gently, "Sister Birao, what happened? Why did the gods lock themselves in the hut at night? What about Sister Fanchen? Also, who is the woman who just left?"

Bi Rao squeezed out a smile, turned around and shook her head, and said indifferently to the three of them: "It's okay! Nothing, the gods in the night are just retreating! Xiao Fan has something to leave for a while." The woman who just left is a god of a thousand flowers!"

A thousand gods!

Miao Er's eyes widened, and she shouted in surprise: "Is that the one in charge of Nixian Mountain, the mythical and legendary Qianhui God, Qianhui God?"

Bi Rao nodded in surprise, I didn't expect this girl to be quite knowledgeable and understand a lot.

When Liu Yi and Nan Yue heard Miao Er say this, they suddenly realized and looked at the sky eagerly, and the two of them were really remorseful.

"I didn't expect that the woman just now was a god of Qianhui, and she was in charge of Nixian Mountain. Nanyue couldn't help but sigh, I really don't know Mount Tai!

Liu Yi pounded his head in annoyance, his trip was to find Nixian Mountain, and seeing the owner of Nixian Mountain leave like this, he couldn't wait to slap himself a few ear scrapers.

Nine Heavens, in the Lening Hall of Shangxi Palace, Bai Yao lay on the lap of her mother Zhiya, crying so much that she was very sad.

"What's wrong?" Zhiya looked at her daughter in a panic, trying to help her up, but Bai Yao refused to get up.

I have never seen my daughter look like this, even if it was for the sake of Shen Tu Rinye, I have never been so sad and sad, and I was very anxious when I saw her crying so wronged.

Seeing this situation, Miao Tong on the side saw that the princess seemed to have been greatly wronged, and immediately waved her hand to the palace slaves in the palace to show that they should all retreat, and did not forget to order.

"Close the door of the temple, and keep it outside, and things will be reported to you. ”

"Yes!" the fairy slaves leaned away.

"Woo... Queen mother... Queen Mother, you have to make the decision for Yao'er!" she cried so much that her eyes were swollen, her voice choked, and she lay on Zhiya's knees tightly, sobbing incessantly.

Zhiya's expression was solemn, and she glanced at Miaotong, who immediately knelt on the ground and helped Bai Yao up.

Zhiya was very distressed when she saw that her eyes were swollen from crying, and hurriedly asked: "Who bullied you, you tell the queen mother, the queen mother will definitely let that person return tenfold." ”

Miao Tong helped Bai Yao, who was sobbing and choking, and comforted: "Your Royal Highness Princess, if you don't tell Niangniang, how Niangniang is the master for you, don't be sad, it won't be beautiful to cry again." ”

As he spoke, he wiped the corners of Bai Yao's eyes and the tears on his face with his clean handkerchief.