The twenty-third day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

It's been more than a month, and the Sword Casting Pavilion is very busy because of the matter of the Human Emperor casting weapons.

The underground of the Sword Casting Pavilion on Wuli Street.

There is a huge furnace underground, and the entrance is the exit, and the exit is the entrance. No one could have imagined that the place where the Sword Casting Pavilion built its blades was actually under the underground of the imperial capital of the capital.

After all, it is a big deal to make weapons for the emperor, and it cannot be delayed, and it cannot be delayed, and seeing that the March period has passed for a month, it is impossible not to hurry. Although there are still 100,000 pieces of inventory in the warehouse, however, those 100,000 pieces are all high-quality products, how can they be easily given to the emperor.

By the furnace, Shangguan Ziyu stood there quietly, looking at the churning magma in the furnace. The firelight illuminated her face, casting a blush on her face.

"Madam, here's a secret letter from Liao Cang."

"Give it to me."

A month ago, they received a secret edict from the emperor to cast 300,000 weapons, and they couldn't get out of the imperial capital. Therefore, he sent Shen Lingfeng to go, but his mission in the human world was over, and Zi Gu also sent someone to secretly send back Izumo.

As far as he is concerned, it is not interesting to be idle, so he might as well do you some favors. It was inconvenient for her to shirk it, so she let him go.

Shangguan Ziyu opened the letter, but before he could read the two words, his brows furrowed and he closed it again. Take three steps and make two steps to Nanzi's side, and give him the letter in his hand.

"Help your wife see what's written on it?"

"My wife is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and there are times when she is stumped." He jokingly took the letter from her hand, opened it and saw that the page full of words from the demon world was written, no wonder Ziyu couldn't understand it" Shen Lingfeng said that he didn't find the figure of Jiao and Fengyan in the desperate situation of Liaocang Snow Mountain, but he did hear that someone saw the rumored five-color Mingqin. ”

"I see."

It is calculated that Master and Feng Yan have been away for more than a month, and the footsteps of an ordinary person should have been a round trip, but these two people with advanced skills still haven't returned. Sending Shen Lingfeng to Liao Cang to find someone is not at ease Master, but now that there is no news, he is even more worried.

Miao Yu'er is no longer in a desperate situation in Liaocang Snow Mountain at all, how could anyone have seen the five-color Mingqin, could it be that Shen Lingfeng has heard the news, it is much more complicated.

"What are you thinking?" Nan Zili suddenly wrapped his arms around her, and his chin gently rested on the top of her head, "Are you worried about Master Yao, don't worry that he will be fine." ”

"I also hope that Master can come back safe and sound."

She still had something to ask him, something she hadn't figured out. She always felt that her master had known about her kidnapping by Bei Mingxuan for a long time, but she had known it for a long time, and she still let this matter develop. She wanted to ask if that was the case.

"Not to mention that, how are our weapons being built?" Her hand was on his waist around him, "I heard that recently, because of someone's relationship, the imperial capital has extremely iron tools, and even knives for cooking have nowhere to buy, and now I have copied a handful of gold or two." ”

"Whoever asks the emperor to ask for 300,000 weapons, if you dare to ask for it, you must have the psychology to bear it."

This sentence is said well, if you dare to ask for it, you must have the psychology to bear it. There is a lack of iron, and now there are still so many weapons, and the Sword Casting Pavilion will definitely do its best to loot iron tools for forging, such a wanton looting and hoarding, it is strange not to copy iron tools to sky-high prices.

"Hall Master, madam, you are indeed here. The people from the Feng family outside came and brought a lot of gifts, I don't know why? Two masters, go and take a look. ”

"Let's go and see." Nan Zili picked up Shangguan Ziyu and walked towards the ground. Just leave it to the forge master in the Sword Forge Pavilion.

He has already explained that the forging does not have to be too good, everything is based on saving materials.

He categorically did not hope that in the future, these weapons would appear on the battlefield between the human world and the demon world, injuring every soldier in the demon world.

Shangguan Ziyu curled his finger and knocked it on his forehead, "You went to Feng's house a few days ago as a guest, what nonsense are you talking about, why did Feng Changqing personally bring a congratulatory gift today." ”

"Wronged, madam, I didn't say anything for my husband, I just said that it will be my wife's birthday in a few days, if Elder Feng doesn't dislike it, he can get together in the house."

A trace of hesitation flashed in his bright eyes, birthday? She didn't remember her birthday, not even the one she had in her previous life. If you think about it, she hasn't had a birthday in thousands of years.

"And how old am I?"

Asked without a head, even Nan Zili was stunned, and hurriedly replied, "It's not big, it's not big, it's three thousand three hundred and thirty-three years old." ”

This was the first time she had heard of it, and three thousand three hundred and thirty-three was a whole number. But at this age, it's very neat, and it seems that it's not bad to have a birthday.

"What about you?"

"No more, no less, a thousand years longer than you."

Nan Zili kept holding Shangguan Ziyu in the front yard like this, until she arrived under the hundred-year-old plane tree in the front yard, and then put her on a rattan chair.

Feng Changqing had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him coming, his face was full of smiles.

"Lord of the South Hall, Lord of the South Hall. Today is your lady's birthday, and our Feng family doesn't have any good gifts, so we sent two thousand-year-old ginseng and a pair of black pearl hairpins from the South China Sea to celebrate your lady's birthday. ”

Shangguan Ziyu smiled and nodded, "Thank you Elder Feng for your trouble." "Don't try to snatch back what you gave her.

A month ago, because of the ninetieth birthday of the Beiming family, the Feng family and Baishantang got married. Several major forces in the human world have redivided the scope of potential forces.

On the surface, Baishantang has a good relationship with the Feng family, but secretly it has a good relationship with the Northern Ming family. According to her, this is the strategy, step by step to lure the enemy deep and then break it.

Now they are just waiting, the Feng family drills deeper, so they can go to collect the net and net the big fish of the Feng family. After all, to deal with the lord in the mouth of the Northern Underworld, it is probably not appropriate not to gather the strength of these three families.

gave a gift, Feng Changqing took a group of family members and left. This line came suddenly, and it went suddenly.

"Ma'am." Nanzi stepped forward and trapped the person in front of him in a wicker chair, "Madam, today is your birthday, what do you want?" ”

"Want?" Shangguan Ziyu tilted his head, with a pensive look, "Well, I want to, so it's okay, you come with me and introduce someone to you." ”

"Today is your birthday, and friends can meet again tomorrow." Jian raised his eyebrows, pressed his body lower, and took the opportunity to secretly kiss her on the forehead.

Two red clouds flew up his cheeks, he was playing Laipi, and he was playing so openly. Stretched out his hand to push him away, but his hand was trapped by him again.

"Okay?"

Shangguan Ziyu shook his head, turned his head sideways, and didn't look at him anymore, Yu Guang glanced at him disobediently, and took away the evil smile in his eyes, "It's my birthday, and you should listen to me." ”

Half an hour later, in the largest restaurant in the imperial capital of the human world, four people sat around.

"Ziyu, I haven't seen you for a long time, your complexion is much better." Princess Qingluan didn't have the slightest princess shelf, and she was full of joy and took Ziyu's hand and started a homely routine: "Is this your friend?" As if he was unhappy, he didn't even say a word. ”

Shangguan Ziyu glanced at Nan Zili's eyes, kicked him with his feet, and signaled him not to smile with a straight face.

Nan Zili looked back at her, he also wanted to smile, but he couldn't laugh when he looked at Bei Mingxuan sitting opposite. This person who had robbed him of a woman, he did not throw it out of the restaurant was merciful, made him laugh and dream.

She had a defeated expression on her face, and was no longer entangled in the question of whether to laugh or not, "It's okay, Qingluan." He was paralyzed and couldn't laugh by nature. ”

"I see." Princess Qingluan showed a look of great disappointment, and infinitely sighed that it was a pity that such a good-looking man was paralyzed.

Bei Mingxuan, who was drinking wine on the other side, squirted out a mouthful, and laughed non-stop, "Facial paralysis, this word is used well, it is used wonderfully, cough cough." Ahem, ahem. ”

"Brother Xuan, you're fine, right?" Princess Qingluan hurriedly patted him on the back to help Shunqi.

"Well deserved." The two fluttering words came out of Nanzi's mouth.

Shangguan Ziyu glared at him fiercely, the prince of the demon realm actually said such childish words, which was very helpless.

"Qingluan, I'm fine, nothing."

After a while, the wine and food were all together, and the two of them were silent facing each other, just caring about each pulling the food in front of them.

"Ziyu, you still haven't introduced who he is?"

"Oh this."

"I'm her husband." Someone with facial paralysis suddenly spoke, and the shocked Princess Qingluan was speechless.

"You're married!"

Shangguan Ziyu was angry for a while, thinking about how to explain this fact. After all, in Qingluan's eyes, she is the cousin of the Northern Underworld, and she is still a yellow flower girl who has not been out of the cabinet.

"That's good." She suddenly sighed and looked at her with a wistful expression, "I also want to marry Brother Xuan earlier, and now I live in the Northern Underworld Mansion every day, but I can't face Brother Xuan day and night, it's really sad." ”

Someone, who was picking up rice, suddenly put down his chopsticks. A smile appeared on the whole person's face, and a clear voice resounded throughout the restaurant, as if everyone wanted to know his good mood at the moment, "Xiao Er, serve wine, the best wine." ”

On the other side, Bei Mingxuan glanced at him fiercely.

Princess Qingluan was still looking forward to her wedding to Bei Mingxuan in two months, and she didn't notice the smell of gunpowder all over the table.

These two men really can't get together. It is necessary for her to consider never letting these two meet again, but this seems to be an impossible task, after Qingluan married Bei Mingxuan, she must visit from time to time, but these two men again

Nan Zili grabbed her shoulders fiercely, and took her to his arms, "Today is Ziyu's birthday, replace tea with wine, and give me a cup of beloved wife." ”

Nan Zili is in a good mood, and when he heard that Bei Mingxuan will marry a wife in two months, he is in a good mood. I couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, his sub-language is enough for him to wait alone, and he can guard it very well and very well.

When I came back from the restaurant, it was already the middle of the moon.

Today's birthday is the happiest birthday in her two lives, with the best sisters and the most loved ones. Such a day is something she could not have asked for in the past.

"Sublinguism." The drunk man held her hand tightly and refused to let go, "Don't leave me, don't." ”

"Hmm."