The master and servant walked on the street, and Si Ran's divine sense swept casually, taking in every move of the entire city. Looking at the somewhat changed but still bustling streets, his consciousness focused on the old position of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which had not changed at all, in his memory.

A pair of majestic lions at the door, still with their mouths wide open, frightened passers-by.

"Master......." Little Fat Dun shouted timidly.

Si Ran looked down at him.

"Passers-by have strange eyes." pouting, motioning Si Ran to look at the pedestrians on the street.

Si Ran swept his eyes casually, and found that the passers-by looked at their master and servant with strange eyes.

Si Ran glanced down at the little chubby dun, and saw that he was completely dressed as a mortal, and he was too, how could he attract such strange eyes from passers-by?

The bitter cold wind blew, and the walking passers-by shivered, and tightened their neckline clothes even more so as not to breathe in the wind. Shrinking his neck, looking at the master and servant who were only wearing single clothes, he said secretly; This noble boy has a problem with his brain, right? How do you dress like summer in winter? The same is true of servants.

The master and servant both look like weak scholars, and their bodies are stronger than those of him, a farmer, who is not afraid of cold? Something can't be done...... Is it a youkai?

The passer-by's face changed, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to peep, trotted into the house, and slammed the door shut.

Si Ran twisted his eyebrows, a cold touch suddenly came from his face, and when he looked up, there were snowflakes in the sky. He lowered his head and swept the thick winter coats of the passers-by around him, looked down at the little chubby dun who was also confused, and smiled.

However, after being a monk for more than ten years, he actually forgot the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the mortal world, and forgot the feeling of cold and heat.

The corner of his eyes swept the little chubby dun and snorted softly; "Keep up."

Walking into a remote and uninhabited alley, his heart moved, and the high-grade robe on his body turned into a fiery red fox fur coat.

The little chubby dun looked at Si Ran suddenly changed the Taoist robe on his body, looked down at himself, skimmed the snowflakes that fell on the ground, scratched his head with a smirk, and changed into a thick cotton coat.

The master and servant left the deep and uninhabited alley, and walked down the street again, except for the gorgeous clothes, which occasionally attracted the envious and speculative eyes of passers-by, and there were no strange eyes staring at them all the time.

Si Ran looked at the snowflakes that were falling bigger and bigger, and sighed; "Thirteen years." It has been thirteen years since she left the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was only fourteen years old when she left, and she is twenty-seven this year.

The master and servant did not go directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but lived in one of the most prosperous restaurants two streets away from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The two of them stood in the doorway. "Keep an eye on the movements of the Prime Minister's Mansion at all times, and notify me as soon as you find out that Yun Ge is leaving." Si Ran looked at the little fat dun and gave an order.

"Yes, master."

Si Ran pushed open the door, and the black book in Xiao Chubby Dun's arms immediately leaped and followed Si Ran into the room.

Little Fat Dun then entered the next room, and his divine sense always paid attention to every move of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The black book looked at Si Ran meditating cross-legged and preparing to cultivate, and asked suspiciously; "When I didn't come, I saw that you were anxious, and when I came, you didn't care."

Si Ran smiled lightly. "It's not that I'm indifferent, it's that I'm thinking about it. Yun Ge is now the same as my cultivation, both of them are in the late stage of Jindan. Whenever I get close to the Prime Minister's Mansion or sneak into the Mansion, it is easy for her to find out. Even if she used the invisibility talisman, I was worried that it would still attract the attention of her Immortal Venerable in the Sea. For the sake of insurance, and in order not to cause more misunderstandings, I can only go when she leaves the Prime Minister's Mansion temporarily. ”

The black book rolled his eyes and said disdainfully; "Your cultivation is low, have you forgotten that you also have a demon pet? It seems to be in the middle of the transformation, sneaking into the mansion to conceal a small Jindan stage female cultivator and a wisp of incarnation in her sea of knowledge, and it takes a little means, but it is not easy to catch. ”

Si Ran pursed his lips and said nothing. She doesn't trust the demon pet Hanji, so naturally she won't tell it to do things. What if it had other bad intentions that were not good for Yun Ge, or if it was greedy and swallowed the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion? She didn't want to shoot herself in the foot.

In the evening, there was a knock at the door.

Si Ran opened his eyes from cultivation and meditation. "Come in."

The little chubby dun pushed open the door and walked in, flatteringly; "Master, a carriage was sent from the palace just now to bring the nun you want my attention to and the ants that followed her into the palace."

Si Ran stepped down from the bed, looked at the black book lying lazily on her pillow, and lazily opened her eyes full of lace to look at her. "You stay here and wait for me." Jumped down from the window on the second floor.

As soon as the little fat dun saw that the master had disappeared, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at the black book with his eyes closed again, and asked flatteringly; "My lord, the master still doesn't believe me, what the hell should I do?" Obviously, when he visited such a trivial matter as the Prime Minister's Mansion, he refused to explain it to him and let him do it, so he had to go in person.

"You can't live if you do your own sin, don't bother me!"

A bolt of lightning struck Chubby Pier directly.

Si Ran looked at the four big words "Prime Minister's Mansion" still written in front of him, and the memories of the past flashed in his mind one by one, and he suddenly found that the most impressive thing was not that he was swallowed by Yun Yan, let alone the scene that finally devoured Yun Yan's soul.

It was Liu Hanying, Yunyan's biological mother, holding her hand, with a reluctant face, shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

Si Ran shook his head, stared at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and casually picked up a magic trick, and the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was immediately covered by a strange mist and fell into an illusion.

Climbing the stairs, the closed door opened automatically, Si Ran raised her foot and stepped in, the door slammed behind her, and closed automatically.

Si Ran walked in front of the busy servants and slaves, but they didn't seem to see her at all.

Si Ran slowly swayed to the Zizhu Xuan where Liu Hanying lived, and when she saw that the Zizhu Forest in the courtyard, which should have been a forest, suddenly turned into a lotus pond.

Si Ran frowned slightly, swept his senses, and found that in the main house where Liu Hanying should have lived, it was Yun Yao's biological mother, Yin Yu, who was lying on the beauty couch, and there were four or five little girls standing beside her waiting to serve, serving tea and pinching legs.

This obvious scene of the concubine on the throne did not make Si Ran half moved. She knew very well that it must be Yun Ge's return that made Yun Yao's biological mother, the chicken and the dog, ascend to heaven together.

It's just that the divine sense paused on Yin Yu's face for a few seconds, because Yin Yu at this time was as beautiful as a flower and looked like a twenty-year-old, not a half-aged in her forties. Obviously, her blessing to Yunge must have been something like the beauty pill.

The prime minister, who has always been invincible in high and low, also waited by Yin Yu's side, with a flattering look, and fed her a few grapes from time to time.

The prime minister's appearance has also become ten years younger, and when the two of them are younger, Si Ran suddenly discovered the subtle differences. She suddenly concluded that what the prime minister ate was the beauty pill, and what Yin Yu ate was actually the Zhuyan pill that was also robbed by the female cultivator in the cultivation realm!

The beauty pill is just to delay aging, but the beauty pill is set in the best moment of life, obviously, Yin Yu first took the beauty pill, so that the beauty returned to youth, and then took the beauty pill.

Obviously a couple but taking different pills, Si Ran can imagine that after more than 20 years, the prime minister in his twilight years will have what kind of mentality he will have when he looks at Yin Fei, who is still as beautiful as a flower and like a twenty-eight year old?

Without Yun Ge's protection, others, especially the royal family, looked at the ageless Yin Fei, and could imagine what would happen to her for the rest of her life.

Yunge, you've gone bad. You want to spoil Yinyu and torture this couple. It's a pity that the prime minister and his wife, who are immersed in great happiness, don't realize this. The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Yinyu occupied the main house where Liu Hanying, the main mother, should live, so ...... Where should Liu Hanying be at this time?

Si Ran's displeased eyes narrowed slightly, and his entire divine sense covered the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he found ...... Liu Hanying was not in the Prime Minister's Mansion at all.

Don't...... He's dead? With doubts, Si Ran turned around and walked on the road, casually hooked her fingers, and a maid came to her like a ghost.

"Where is Liu Hanying, the mother of Yunyan, the original head of the house?"

"I heard that I was sick, and I was sent to a manor in Wanfang Town, thousands of miles away, to recuperate." The maid's eyes were glazed, and she replied honestly with an expressionless face.

Wanfang Town? Si Ran felt very familiar at first glance, and after thinking about it carefully, wasn't that the town where she and Yun Ge had met Xue Wuxian and were separated by other monks using a formation to break the space? How could it be sent so far to recuperate? There's a lot of problematic here.

"How did you get sick? What is the disease? When was it delivered? Si Ran half-squinted, and his tone was a little unkind.

"It is reported that Miss Yunyan died, and she couldn't afford to be sick. What kind of illness, I don't know, countless doctors were helpless, and the housekeeper personally sent them away more than ten days ago. The maid is like a puppet, Si Ran asks what and answers.

Chamberlain? Si Ran thought of something, and exuded anger all over his body. With a wave of his sleeves, he disappeared in front of the stunned maid in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Si Ran landed in a courtyard in the west courtyard, and through the closed door, his divine sense watched the gray-haired butler roll in pain on the ground. If you listen carefully, every sentence is related to Wanyue.

"Hehe, interesting." The corners of Si Ran's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and she went up the steps, the closed door couldn't withstand the faint coercion emanating from her body, and was forced to open it automatically.

"Who?" The butler, who was rolling on the ground in pain, lay on the ground, looking at the door that suddenly opened automatically, staring in horror at the person who slowly walked in outside the door. "Miss?!"

Didn't Wanyue say that Miss Yunyan died? How could it be ......? How so?

The housekeeper looked at the people who walked in without touching the ground, and was so frightened that he couldn't even crawl in pain, so he suddenly turned over and jumped on the bed, shrunk in the corner of the bed, covered his whole body with the quilt, and only showed a pair of eyes looking at the ghost stopped at the door of the room in horror.

"Big ...... Miss, you ...... You...... I didn't kill you, you...... You...... You're in the wrong place. ”

Si Ran touched his face quietly, and once again sighed that the thousand-faced mask of Demon Xiu Nachen was easy to use. Just concentrated the aura under the soles of his feet, and the people didn't touch the ground with their feet, and deliberately released a little bit of demonic energy, just like that, he looked at the housekeeper with an expressionless face.

"I'll come back to my mother."

"Ma'am? Are you looking for a housewife? She...... She...... She's not here. ”

"Where did she go?"

"The main mother misses the eldest lady, you can't afford to be sick, and you have been sent to the manor in Wanfang Town, you want to find her, hurry up, go quickly." The housekeeper didn't dare to look directly at Yun Yan, who looked like a ghost, but only dared to peep at her from the corner of his eye, and kept waving his hand in horror to drive her away.

"Is she really sick, or is it you villains?!"

"It's not me, it's not me! Not me! The housemother was really sick, so she was sent away by Wanyue, and even I was poisoned by that vicious girl, and the **** torture was so painful that even the doctor couldn't find out the cause! When the housekeeper saw Si Ran's hideous expression, he was so frightened that he shook into a sieve, and he recruited everything.

The butler only felt that the figure disappeared in front of him, and the next moment, the door slammed shut.

The housekeeper rolled his eyes in fright, and instantly fainted to death on his own bed.

Si Ran appeared outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, staring at the two stone lions that were still majestic at the door, looking up at the door plaque hanging on the door, and the emperor himself put pen to it, and the corners of his mouth hooked up the arc of irony.

The entire Prime Minister's Mansion, from the inside to the outside, from the subordinates to the Prime Minister, is completely rotten.

"I'm running out of gas."

Si Ran untied the illusion and threw up his sleeves and left.

Palace.

At this time, a feast was being held in the imperial palace, and all the officials were present, except for the prime minister. Naturally, in his place was his daughter, Yun Yao, who had returned from cultivating immortals, and it is said that she now calls herself Yun Ge.

The former six princes, the current emperor sat on the throne of the main hall, obviously sitting on the left with the bright queen, and on the right sitting the most favored concubine, but his eyes were only staring at one person urgently.

A Yun Ge who was sitting in what should have been the prime minister's position, his expression was as cold as frost, he was served by Wan Yue all the time, and he had been drinking spiritual tea and had not moved any delicacies.

The emperor looked at the flourishing Yunge almost greedily, and the people in front of him were more fascinating than when he left in his memory, just like the holy snow lotus on the snowy mountain, unattainable.

looked at the twenty-seven-year-old Yun Ge, but she still looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

And he was only two years older than the other party, but he looked haggard and old. Even the queen and even the concubine next to him, who were five or six years younger than Yun Ge, looked seven or eight years older than Yun Ge.

The emperor noticed that the maid beside Lian Yunge was said to be thirty years old Wanyue, and she was also like a girl in her twenties or eighties. These two people have completely enlisted the legend of immortal cultivators, and I heard about it...... Even the Prime Minister's Mansion and his new wife have regained their youth.

He didn't expect that Yun Ge stepped into the mouth of the world, and the path of cultivating immortals that he had never returned to would actually come back, and her maid was also ageless, the more he thought about it, the more his heart was ready to move.

"Yun Yao, isn't the food cooked by the imperial chef unappetizing?"

Yun Ge raised his eyelids and swept towards the emperor as cold as ice, he once kept saying that he loved her, and he couldn't live without her, and now he still hugged the six princes left and right.

PS； I wish you a happy Dragon Boat Festival! This is the deposit box ....... (To be continued.) )