Luo Weishu was taken aback: "Third Master, what are you talking about? Who else is hiding in Ha'er's body?"

Rolling Laosan's gaze suddenly became extremely strange, and he whispered word by word: "Seven! Lord!"

"Huh, the Seven Princesses of a thousand years ago?"

Luo Weishu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

A thousand years ago, the demon spy Pang Duro bewitched the mind of the old king Na Qi, kidnapped the prince Na Sihan, and took control of the entire Huaxia Kingdom.

Before his consciousness was about to fall, the old king Na Qi handed over the jade seal of the heirloom to the seventh princess Na Wei Ye Min, so that she could take refuge in the people.

This hiding is a thousand years.

It is precisely because he can't find the heirloom jade seal that Pang Duro has not dared to make further moves against the country for thousands of years, wanting to be the king, but it is difficult to convince the public.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, that Wei Yemin was actually hidden in Yuan Qianwei's body.

When did this happen?

Luo Weishu thought about it, and suddenly remembered that Yuan Qianwei had fallen into the Qingshui River three months ago, when she fell into the river to chase a woman in white, could it be that the woman in white was the seventh princess Na Wei Yemin?

According to the time of Yuan Qianwei, the woman in white snatched her hairpin, which was actually a psychic staff, so she chased after her and finally fell to the bottom of the Qingshui River.

If the woman in white was Wei Ye Min, what would she do if she snatched the spirit staff?

How did she get into Yuan Qianhao's body?

Luo Weishu had never been to the bottom of the Qingshui River, and he didn't know that there was a Golden Light Hall under the bottom of the river three hundred zhang, and the jade seal of the Huaxia Kingdom was hidden in it.

What he was terrified now was that Yuan Qianwei was carrying three different souls alone, how could she afford it?

"Third master, don't you have the eyes of the gods, hurry up and see where Ai'er has gone?"

Now the demon soldiers are preparing to invade Qingzhou, at this critical time, don't let anything go wrong!

With Yuan Qian's character of not being afraid of the sky and the earth, she dares to go anywhere!

Rolling Lao San had a bitter face: "My lord, the biggest problem now is...... I can't find the second lady, and I can't even see his trace with the Insight Eye. ”

"Oops!"

Luo Weishu couldn't help but exclaim: "I can't even perceive the divine eye, so there is still a place?"

The third child was suddenly curious: "Where?"

"Qingshui River bottom!"

The third nodded.

It is true that the Divine Eye of Insight can penetrate every corner of the Five Continents and Eight Universes, but there are still limitations, such as the office space of the Heavenly Monarch, the bedroom of the creatures of the Five Realms, and so on.

Since it is a god's eye, it naturally has the morality of a god's purpose, and it cannot touch people's privacy.

Of course, the biggest limitation is that you can't penetrate the water to see the scenery.

Therefore, once the wind is strong and the rain is pouring, the divine eye will not be effective.

Luo Weishu also has a fatal limitation: fear of water!

"It's over, it's a cold day, and many places on the river are frozen, how about Ha'er jumping down the river?"

Luo Weishu has lived in the human world for a thousand years, and many times he has regarded himself as a mortal.

At least with the strong emotions of mortals.

He wasn't worried that Yuan Qianwei would drown, but he was afraid that she would be cold.

"Third master, can I trouble you, go to the bottom of the river to take a look, and get Ai'er back, after all, I am my lady's sister!"

Although he should have sent the eighteen warriors of the Spirit Clan to follow Yuan Qianwei, he didn't know if the eighteen warriors could catch up.

The third child was very helpless, but he had to promise Luo Weishu: "I'll try it, now that the second miss is so complicated, the third child doesn't stipulate that she can catch up with her; ”

Yuan Qianwei is indeed very complicated, after all, she is now a complex complex, she is not only the second lady of the Yuan Mansion, but also the third princess of the Heavenly Court, and the seventh princess of the Huaxia Kingdom a thousand years ago.

Moreover, there is a spirit aura in her body that has been imported by Mi Xiaobei.

Without further ado, although it was already five o'clock in the morning, Luo Weishu and Rolling Laosan still hurried to the Qingshui River in a hurry.

......

Zhizhou Mansion is quietly sleeping in the snowflake dance.

Yuan Manqi still couldn't sleep.

How could she sleep?

Back then, she fell in love with Bi Xiaotian, but she didn't know that this was providence, just love for love's sake.

was strongly opposed by his father Yuan Zheyu, and was even immersed in a pig cage. Yuan Manqi naturally didn't know that all this was arranged by fate.

After miraculously coming back to life, there is no lover, no children, only fate.

She reluctantly accepted her fate.

In the world, how many people have lovers who can eventually become married, many men are married to fate, and many women are married to fate.

The same goes for Yuan Manqi.

Fortunately, fate is not cruel, and she met a good man.

After fifteen years of hard work, Yuan Manqi packed up the waiting days and nights, and achieved Luo Weishu's "lovers eventually become married".

But on this day, Yuan Qianwei and Mi Xiaobei's memorable love affair touched her thoughts about Bi Xiaotian.

What kind of fate is this, Ai'er, I fell in love with my own nephew.

Qingzhou has a population of one million, and the entire Huaxia country has a total population of 15 million, why did Yuan Qianwei get along with Mi Xiaobei?

Outside the window, snowflakes ravage the blooming plums.

This is the fate of Snowflake and Lamei.

In the eyes of mortals, the wind and snow is raging, and in the fate of the plum blossom, only the wind and snow can bring it more brilliant splendor.

Perhaps, this is the fate of Yuan Qianwei and Mi Xiaobei.

However, their love for memory cannot blossom!

Guarding the cold window, Yuan Qianhao stayed up for an hour, and in a blink of an eye, it was five o'clock.

Luo Weishu and the third child went out to look for Yuan Qianwei, and it seemed that it was another sleepless night.

But Yuan Manqi couldn't stand it anymore, she closed the doors and windows, and prepared to rest.

When he turned around, he found that in front of his dresser, there was a man in brocade clothes.

Immediately shocked: "Who......?

Before the word "person" was shouted, the person slowly turned his face, and Yuan Manqi was instantly stupid.

"Howling Sky...... You...... Still alive......"

The man is Bi Xiaotian.

He slowly stood up and slowly approached Yuan Manqi, his steps stopping, and it was difficult to move the weight......

Stopped two feet in front of Yuan Manqi, raised his arms hesitantly, but resolutely put them down.

"Mangi, how are you?"

Yuan Manqi's footsteps were also difficult to move, moving half an inch back and forth, and finally stopped.

She wanted to throw herself into Bi Xiaotian's arms, but she ......

She is already a married woman, and she can't betray Luo Weishu.

"Howling ......"

He spoke again, and tears rained down......

Eighteen years of life and death, eighteen years of dreams haunting the soul, instantly speechless and choking.

The two stared at each other, full of tea, forgetting that this was the Zhizhou Mansion, and forgetting that Luo Weishu would appear at any time.

"Mangi, how are you?"

"Xiaotian, how are you?"

"Okay! hey......"

"Mangi, I'm leaving!"

"Where to go?!"

"Restoration!"

After a cup of tea, the two calmed down.

Bi Xiaotian said that he was seriously injured at the beginning, and in order to practice the method of breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, he had lost the function of a normal man.

Now I just want to restore the Spirit Kingdom, and I came to see Yuan Manqi before leaving.

"Is he good to you?"

"Good!"

"Thank you for all these years!

It was an abrupt tryst, coming and going abruptly, and the whole process was hurried and sloppy.