After Wen Zipei and Jiuhuang spent the night in the shrine without incident, they ushered in the morning of the next day.

Because she was afraid that Jiuhuang hadn't gotten up when Zhiyu came to call Jiuhuang, and then found Wen Zipei, Jiuhuang got up very early today, and the first thing she did after getting up was to check whether Wen Zipei's wound was inflamed, and then helped him change the medicine, and then took a set of clothes for a disciple of the Divine Palace to change for him.

Wen Zipei is also particularly suitable to wear white clothes, compared to the depth of Xuanyi, the white clothes make him more indifferent. Half of the silver mask obscured his face, except for his taller figure, it was no different from the disciples of the Shrine I saw on the street that day.

Jiuhuang circled around him a few times, with a smile in his eyes: "Ah Pei, you are so good-looking, better than anyone I have seen!"

Wen Zipei didn't make any movement after hearing this, just looked at the blurred figure in the bronze mirror, and the arc of his jaw was cold and hard.

Jiuhuang smiled "hehe": "Ah Pei, you can go to the street with me in a while." At that time, there will be a lot of people, and you will run when you find an opportunity. ”

Wen Zipei nodded: "Okay." ”

The smile in Jiuhuang's eyes deepened: "Ah Pei, don't forget to pick me up in two days." ”

Wen Zipei bowed his head again: "Hmm." ”

I lay on the beam of the room and looked speechless, how can this Wen Zipei be the same as Su Yue, he is cold to people? Or is he also a killer?

I thought about it carefully and felt that it was very likely, with his skills, it would not be an exaggeration to be a killer. Thinking about it this way, I looked at him more closely, wondering if I could see which one was more powerful than Su Yue.

And just as I was staring at Wen Zipei and about to stare him out of a hole, Gongzi stroked the folds on his clothes, glanced at me lightly, as if he knew my thoughts, and said, "Don't look at it, this Wen Zipei, he is not a killer." ”

I was stunned and pouted: "How do you know he's not a killer?"

Childe looked at him and raised his chin: "Look at the jade pendant on his waist, how could the killer wear these things outside his body?"

I continued to argue without giving up: "What if he saw that jade pendant was beautiful when he killed people, so he brought it back by the way?"

Childe glanced at me, with an expression of "what is in your head, is it all": "That piece of jade is a fine purple jade, and it is also a rare warm jade, and the pattern engraved on it is the emblem of the Demon Sect on the rivers and lakes, have you ever seen a killer with the brand of the Demon Sect hanging on his waist?"

I argued, "I've only seen one killer in Suyue. After that, I snorted lightly, looked at Childe, and looked disbelieving, "Besides, how do you know that it is the brand of the Demon Sect?"

Childe glanced at me, and said leisurely: "I naturally know." ”

I hummed softly again, and then rolled his eyes without hesitation.

When Jiuhuang returned, it was already close to sunset.

She is still wearing the fiery red sacrificial dress, wearing a silver crown, which makes the whole person very gorgeous.

I sat on the beams of the room, squinting at the people below, and felt that Jiuhuang was very suitable for this kind of fiery red.

Jiuhuang came back alone, which means that Wen Zipei has left. I think she is really easy to trust others, so she simply sent Wen Zipei away, what if he didn't pick her up when he regretted the sacrifice to heaven halfway?

But it was obvious that Jiuhuang didn't think of this, after she returned to the Divine Palace, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, even when Zhiyu went to ask her to train the sacrifice to be danced when she was going to sacrifice to the sky, she readily agreed.

I watched Jiuhuang dance the same dance over and over again, and I couldn't help but feel a little tired of my eyes. I yawned boredly and looked at Childe, "Childe, are you bored?"

Childe's gaze also fell on the fiery figure, and when he heard me ask, he withdrew his gaze and replied, "It's okay." ”

I picked at the hole in the beam and said, "If you're bored, we can go out for a walk." ”

Childe raised his eyebrows: "You want to go out?"

“…… Actually, I didn't think so. I hesitated.

Childe took my hand very happily and pinched it, with a smile in his eyes: "Since you want to, then let's go out for a walk." ”

Me: "......"

When I feel down-to-earth again, I am already outside the palace. I didn't notice it when I was in the shrine, but when I came out at this time, I realized that it was already dark.

After dark, the southern Xinjiang is particularly beautiful, the palace is full of lanterns, one after another, and the candlelight falls on the glazed tiles, which is brilliant and golden.

The street outside the palace is also full of all kinds of lanterns, from one end of the long street to the other, the warm candle flame is reflected on the lamp paper, leaving a halo of light. Hawkers also took the opportunity to set up stalls, buying food, jewelry, and clay figures and candy figures were also crowded with children in front of the stalls, which looked very lively.

I looked at these scenes and was stunned for a moment, and found that it was somewhat similar to the Lantern Festival in Su Yue's dream, so I asked Childe: "Childe, does Southern Xinjiang also celebrate the Lantern Festival?"

Gongzi led me to walk slowly: "This is not the Lantern Festival, it is their custom that the day before the festival in southern Xinjiang will be so lively every year. ”

"Oh. I nodded, and realized that I was still too tender compared to Childe. These days, whenever I have a problem, my son will help me solve it smoothly after knowing it, making him seem to be omnipotent. It made me feel like a failure.

Childe seemed to notice my slightly depressed mood, led me to a jade shop, pointed to the row of hosta jade bracelets on the cabinet and said, "Which one do you like, just go and get it, and I'll pay." ”

I was very disdainful of his behavior as a loser: "If you want to take it yourself, I'm in a bad mood, don't mess with me." ”

Childe was stunned, then smiled a little helplessly, and didn't insist: "In that case, you stay here, don't run around, I'll come to you later." ”

I hummed softly and didn't answer.

Childe's tone was even more helpless: "Little ballad ......"

I interrupted him impatiently, "Okay, okay, I got it! ”

The smile in Childe's eyes deepened, and after telling me again, he followed the boss to the inner hall.

I looked at Childe's back and pursed my lips, glanced around, and then walked out of the door with a small step and a little song.

"Do you want me to wait for you, I'll be stupid!"

This book was first published in Reading Rim