The Emperor of Heaven walked into the Dust Cave and saw the wise man sitting in the cave with his head bowed, his cloudy old eyes fixed on the recipients and protectors who were huddled in the grotto, and his heart was full of helplessness and worry.

The Heavenly Emperor approached the grotto to take a closer look, turned around and comforted the wise man, and said, "Old gentleman, don't worry, protect the two elders with profound cultivation themselves, and absorb innate spiritual energy in this native land, I believe they will recover soon." ”

The wise man turned around and saluted the Heavenly Emperor, and said with a reluctant smile: "The old slave knows the way. Emperor, the old slave is not bothered by this matter. ”

The Heavenly Emperor's sharp eyes swept over the worried old man, and said lightly, "What's the matter with you?" It's all for sure. ”

The wise man raised his sleeves to cover his nose, coughed lowly, and hesitated for a long time before he said: "Last night, auspicious clouds appeared in the sky, but after a while, it was dark, Emperor, you and your mother have not seen each other for many days, why is this why?" ”

He had to keep coughing, hiding the uneasiness in his heart: "The old slave shouldn't talk much, but it's not appropriate to drag it out like this!" Feng Guan should have returned to the temple a long time ago, this truth, Emperor You also understand. ”

The Heavenly Emperor's face changed slightly, and he was displeased: "My own affairs, I will arrange them, you don't have to worry about it all the time." ”

The wise man hung his head, last night he saw the sky clouds dyed colored, was feeling infinitely grateful, he didn't think that this splendor only lasted for a cup of tea, so he turned silent, and the celestial phenomenon of the colorful phoenix hovering was finally gone.

What kind of mystery are the emperor and the mistress playing?

The wise man was worried, but because of the majesty of his master, he did not dare to comment too much.

After the Emperor of Heaven infiltrated a drop of blood on the foreheads of the two elders, he turned around and walked out of the hole, and the wise man suddenly remembered something, and walked up a few steps: "Emperor, three days later is the annual Holy Ancestor Sacrifice Ceremony, the Emperor has been out for two years, this ceremony is presided over by the master mother and the old slave, and now the emperor is back, and the sacrifice ceremony after three days, please also invite the emperor and the master mother to preside over together." ”

The Heavenly Emperor paused, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "It should be so, you go and inform her." ”

The wise man moved his mouth, and just wanted to say: "The emperor personally invited, perhaps"

Raising his eyes, the emperor's purple robe had already turned the corner, he pulled his white hair, looked back at the two sleeping colleagues, and complained in a sullen voice: "Say that you will come back in three or five days, but it will be delayed for more than two years. ”

The wise man stood outside the palace of Qinse, and he knocked on the door for a long time before he heard the voice of the master mother: "What's the matter? ”

The wise man smiled and said: "Mastermother, three days later is the birthday of the Holy Ancestor, the old slave is afraid that the master's mother will forget, so I am here to remind you." ”

In an instant, the voice of the hostess Qingwan came out faintly: "The emperor has returned, this ceremony can be presided over by the emperor, I am not feeling well these days, it is inconvenient to go out, please tell the emperor the old gentleman, please bear with him." ”

The wise man's heart sank, and before he could say more, he heard a low cough from the palace, so he had to whisper: "Yes, the old slave told the emperor, the master mother, please rest in peace." ”

The Heavenly Emperor, who was immersed in watching the annals of history, listened to the wise man's reply, and just hummed in a low voice, and said, "She is unwell, so let her be." ”

Three days later, at the Holy Ancestor Sacrifice Ceremony, the Emperor of Heaven was dressed in a crown robe, and his expression was solemn to worship the Reckless Holy Ancestor, he was trapped in the enchantment for two years, and was able to return safely, so he wanted to thank his ancestors for protection.

The wise man looked out of the temple uneasily, hoping that the master mother could come and complete the great sacrifice with the emperor, but this time he looked forward to it in vain, and the former docile master mother actually locked herself in the deep palace today, until the temple rang the crisp bell for the end of the sacrifice, and the master mother was still faint.

The Emperor of Heaven walked out of the temple with an indifferent face, he glanced at the inner palace, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and his figure flickered, and he was drowned in the sycamore forest.

On the corridor of the water pavilion outside the Qinser Palace, Mei'er reclined on the railing and looked at the colorful fish swimming in the pool.

Since the Emperor left that night, she and her clothes leaned on the bed in a daze, and then fell asleep, and woke up the next day only to feel a splitting headache.

She knew that it was disrespectful for her to refuse to participate in the Holy Ancestor's annual sacrifice ceremony, but she was really tired physically and mentally, and she was afraid of the emperor, so she just wanted to avoid him far away.

Last night he treated her neither hot nor cold, nor did he force her or comfort her tenderly.

"What you said is also true, if the two hearts are not the same, strong music is tasteless."

That's what you're talking about?

If it is just to follow the ancient custom of the so-called phoenix crown marriage, you and I are reluctant to get along, how can we have a good fate?

The sound of the bell passed through the misty clouds into the palace of Qinse, and the sacrificial ceremony was over, right?

Mei'er sprinkled all the fish food in her hand into the pool, looking at the colorful fish fluttering in the water, she felt gloomy in her heart, he is back, how will I deal with myself in the future?

The air behind her made strange waves, her back stiffened, and her hand touched the railing.

Such momentum, such unscrupulousness, in the Heavenly Palace, only one person can.

Emperor!

She didn't dare to look back, so she could only pretend not to know, and continued to look at the fish jumping and competing for food in the water.

The Emperor of Heaven stood beside the flower path, he looked at Mei'er dressed in purple, the hair behind her back was not pulled up, but just casually draped, and the soft wind blew through him, and then blew over her.

The ink-dyed hair fluttered in the breeze, and she reached out to wrap the messy hair into a bunch, and there was a flash of pleasant blue light, which was amazing in elegance.

This woman is deliberately avoiding me.

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes lit lightly, and he turned to leave.

In the Linlang Book Cave in the Temple of the Heavenly Palace, the Emperor of Heaven was flipping through a yellowed silk book.

Linlang Book Cave is the place where the Tiangong stacks up the annals, since the second Tiangong Dynasty, all the historical records are recorded here.

The silent book cave was filled with a faint scent of ink, and occasionally the sound of the Emperor turning the pages gently sounded.

He has been delayed here for most of the past half a year, and it is not easy to read the classics for so many years, even if he only picks some more important ones to consult, it is also an extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive trivial matter.

The wise man quietly walked in with a cup of fragrant tea, and this morning he had run to the dusty cave and visited the two guardians.

He put the teacup on the table, lowered his eyes and glanced at the master who was concentrating on the history books, his lips trembled slightly, and he stopped talking.

The Heavenly Emperor did not raise his head, but asked lightly: "Are they good?" ”

The wise man smiled: "They have made great progress today, and they can already sit up against the cave wall." ”

The Emperor of Heaven snorted, stopped speaking, and continued to look down at the silk book in his hand, the wise man did not dare to disturb more, and walked behind him silently.

After a long time, the Emperor of Heaven raised his head, looking at the neatly folded booklet on the bookshelf in a daze, just then he looked at the history of the seventeenth generation, which had a paragraph that read: "At the age of twenty-three, the emperor went out to patrol and meet the Jinling Demon Clan, fought it, and annihilated nine people. The emperor injured his arm. ”