The Guizilin surrounding the Prince's Mansion has been cut down, and the Prince's Mansion is even more solemn.

I lingered under the plaque, hesitating and not knowing how to get in. When the six gods were without a master, the door of the prince's mansion opened abruptly, and Gui'er walked out of the prince's mansion surrounded by Xian'e and Xianwen in gorgeous clothes. She has been like the little girl of the past, from clothes to accessories, she is full of gold, and she is also favored by the Queen Mother of the West, loved by the Heavenly King, and supported by Phantom Children, so that she is domineering in the world.

When she saw me, she raised her eyelids lazily and walked up to me arrogantly, "Yo, my father is going to crown you the queen of heaven, why are you still looking for my prince's brother?" ”

I was sullen in my heart, but I could only smile within: "The princess is really good at laughing, the queen of heaven has not yet been canonized, the candidate is unknown, and it is unknown whether it is your favorite aunt Phantom." ”

"My aunt is naturally the best candidate for the queen of heaven, and everyone expects it, but unfortunately she is not as charming and skilled as someone, and she is deeply favored by her father. But I want to advise Concubine Xiang, don't take care of your own diva and forget to protect Zijuan. The safety of Zijuan, Concubine Xiang still needs to worry about it. With a sinister smile on her face, she staggered away. The fairy and the maid competed to support each other, and the mighty team slowly left like a fat bug.

The wind ruffled the hair on my shoulders, and it also made my uneasy mood even more messy.

"Gui'er, you've lost something." Inside the door, Shen Ying ran out, holding a sachet in her hand, and was suddenly startled when she saw me. The four eyes are facing each other, and the vicissitudes of heaven and earth are vicissitude

Shen Ying was dressed in a white prince's suit, and the hem of the dress was embroidered with silver dark cloud patterns. Qingyi fluttering, with a prince's jade crown on his head, golden light, the black hair is tied up neatly like oil, and people are more energetic, and the spring breeze is proud.

When she saw me, Shen Ying didn't say a word, turned around and walked inside the door. That night was warm and tight, and today Xiao Lang became a passerby. I hurriedly called out to him: "Shen Ying—"

Shen Ying turned around, her face full of anger. impatiently said: "Shouldn't Concubine Xiang be busy with the matter of the queen of heaven?" Why do you still have time to come to my prince's mansion? Is it because you are teaching me as a mother? The prince had no choice but to listen respectfully to the instructions. ”

The tone of yin and yang weirdness. A look of disdain on his face. I suddenly felt bad in my heart, gritted my teeth and asked him: "Do you think that cutting Gui Zilin can cover up some facts?" ”

Shen Ying shuddered, and her eyebrows trembled.

My heart was bitter, and a fire burned in my chest. Love is not supported, but resentment. This is my sorrow.

"Do you think that with what happened in the Guizi Forest, I can still be crowned a diva of heaven?" My face must be full of misery and loneliness. In Shen Ying's eyes, there is another meaning.

A sneer on his lips: "Is Concubine Xiang blaming Prince Ben?" If you don't say it, I won't say it. God doesn't know it, who is in your way? ”

"My heart ......," I said, ignoring Shen Ying, turning around and staggering away. The moment he turned his head, tears rolled down his face. The heart is like frying. My conscience does not allow me to accept the gift of the Queen of Heaven. How can I allow my unclean body to defile the Holy Lord's affection for me? What's more, that person is Shen Ying, the crown prince, and the son of the Heavenly Monarch.

God, why are you so cruel to Jiangzhu? Why can't you survive and die, you can only suffer in the sea of love?

There are countless white clouds floating around me, they surround me, but they also set off the darkness and gloom in my heart.

"Zhuzhu ......" There was a person on the other side of the cloud calling me, and that face was ethereal and distant among the clouds, like in a dream. I looked at the general in the golden helmet in disbelief, how could it be Yang Jian? Isn't he at the mouth of the river? How could it appear in Heavenly Court?

"The ...... of the pearl" Yang Jian has come over from the clouds, with a beautiful demeanor and a magnificent appearance.

I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, as if there were endless grievances that all collapsed at this moment. Yang Jian stood in front of me, staring at me for a long time, his eyes were full of distress and tears, he stretched out his hand to embrace me into his arms, I shook my head vigorously, today, he is a husband, and it is no longer suitable to make such a move. His hands froze in the air, looking at me with teary eyes, full of pain, full of pain, full of body involuntarily. This resentment is endless, like a boundless river of heaven at a glance.

"Let's go sit by the Milky Way!" For a long time, as if a hundred years had passed, Yang Jian spoke. The voice was hoarse and deep, like a rough bone disc section, and it was uncomfortable to listen to the human ear.

I was afraid that he would reach out and pull me, just as he had taken me to the edge of the Yao Pond countless times before. So obediently, docilely, without any resistance, he followed him to the Milky Way.

Now, the place where we want to talk side by side can no longer be in Yaochi, but only in the distant and secluded Milky Way. The silver man traveled all the way and didn't dare to cross secretly.

Yang Jian and I sat side by side by the Milky Way, watching the silver river gurgling towards the other end of the sky. The colorful glow reflects the silver surface of the river, and many spirit birds flutter their wings and soar on the river, chirping magpies, red feathers are festive and joyful, and their calls are as cheerful as singing.

"Why did you suddenly come to Heaven?" I have adjusted my mood and asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's gaze was long on the other side of the Milky Way, where the Weaver Girl was weaving brocade, and the colorful brocade silk was spread on the shelf, as long as the Milky Way. The shuttle in the Weaver Girl's hand shuttled through the air with a glittering golden light. Yang Jian's face was full of loneliness. Such a good-looking side face, resolute and gentle, uninhibited with Erya, in my eyes, still caused a small stir in my heart.

"Come and see my uncle," Yang Jian turned his head abruptly, met my eyes, I gasped, tilted his face back, and he sneered, "Come and see you." ”

"The Heavenly Monarch's spell has been lifted, and his body is recovering well, there is no major problem, you don't have to worry."

"What about you?" Yang Jian asked ambiguously.

I didn't dare to look at him, so I looked away in a panic.

Yang Jian asked, "The first dragon god form is gone, are you okay?" ”

I covered my cuffs, and the most rearly of the first dragon was scurrying up and down, and I made up my mind to say to Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, no matter when, you are the person I trust the most, right?" ”

Yang Jian finally smiled with relief: "Of course." ”

"Then I'll ask you for one thing," I took out the most stubborn back of the first dragon from my sleeve, and the bright yellow dot pearl generally jumped in my palm, "The first dragon has not disappeared, this is the last of the first dragon, I can't get out of the heavenly court, please help me take him to the west and give it to Ai Mang, Ai Mang is his master, Ai Mang follows the Buddha, Ai Mang will give the first dragon a good ending." If you can deliver it for me, everything will be arranged by Ai Mang. ”

"Of course I will do my best at your request." Yang Jian took the soul of the first dragon from my hand and hid it in his cuffs.

Again, speechless, embarrassed and speechless.

I didn't have anything to say, "What about Yingli?" Is Ying Pear good? Are you about to become a daddy? ”，“

Yang Jian's face was discouraged: "We quarreled for three days, and this time she went back to her parents' house in anger." ”

"Yang Jian, why are you doing this?"

"It's not me who suffers, it's she who suffers? Knowing that Lu Dao will not be happy, she still forcibly binds it, all of which she deserves. ”

"But Yang Jian, she is your wife after all, you are her husband after all, you have a responsibility to her, you should be kind to her. You can give her a happy ......"

"I can't even strive for my own happiness, how can I create the happiness of others? Jiangzhu, I'm so tired......" Yang Jian said, looking at the other side of the river with a frown.

At some point, the Weaver Girl actually stood up from the loom, and she was in the upper reaches of the Milky Way, looking at the river of the Milky Way alone. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I could feel that she was shrouded in great sorrow.

Such a lonely and desperate figure is a beautiful silhouette, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

Yang Jian suddenly screamed that it was not good, and then got up and flew towards the Weaver Girl. The Weaver Girl's body had fallen straight into the river, splashing countless silver splashes. I was taken aback and hurried to the other side of the river.

Yang Jian has already rescued the Weaver Girl from the river. Pressing her chest, the weaver girl tilted her head and spit out a mouthful of water. Her body and hair were wet and sticking to her body. Yang Jian called me embarrassedly: "Jiangzhu, let's send her home to change into clean clothes!" ”

"Okay." I nodded.

Yang Jian picked up the Weaver Girl on his back, and I accompanied me to a small room next to the Milky Way. The house is glazed and tiled, made of crystal, and the eaves are steep, which is very exquisite. On the door hangs a sign that reads "Water and Clouds". The sign rotated in the wind, and the bells tied to the four corners of the sign made a crisp and pleasant sound of tinkling dong.

I found clean clothes for the Weaver Girl to change into, and then took her back to the hall to see Yang Jian. The Weaver Girl's hair was not dry, and it was draped over her shoulders, which had a unique flavor. Her facial features are exquisite, her beautiful eyes are rippling, and she is a complete beauty.

Yang Jian saw the Weaver Girl splitting his head and covering his face: "Why can't you think about it?" It's not easy to cultivate immortals, isn't it smiling and generous to think about becoming immortals? ”

The Weaver Girl's face was bruised and simmered, and her voice became stammering, "Thank you...... General Yang Yang Yang...... The grace of saving lives, I really fell into the water by accident. Speaking of the last sentence, I finally smoothed out my tongue.

"I really didn't mean to think about it, I just accidentally fell into the water." The Weaver Girl emphasized aggrievedly.

Yang Jian's face was still as cold as ice.

I played a round and said, "Okay, okay, Yang Jian, you don't want to be like this, since the Weaver Girl has nothing to do." ”

Saying that, I pulled Yang Jian to say goodbye, but the Weaver Girl said: "Let's stay in the water and clouds and have dinner, and the Weaver Girl will fiddle with her cooking skills to thank you for saving your life." "The Weaver Girl sincerely invited, Yang Jian and I wanted to refuse, but her body had already gone into the kitchen.

Yang Jian and I looked at each other and smiled. Well, it's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. (To be continued......)