(Phantom Ji looks at Qianli and softly says, "It's numb.") ”)

Because Phantom Ji's injury has not healed yet, the snake tail has been hiding under the white veil and walking carefully, squatting tired, numb is not a section, but the whole snake body feels numb and sour. The moment Qianli stretched out his hand to hug her, not only stabilized her body, but also made her nose sour, she felt that he was too indifferent all afternoon, although he was not an enthusiastic person, but when he appeared in the morning to subdue Chitian Dragon Xijue, he was obviously a little gentle with her, she couldn't see through his whole person, but she could see that he was not ruthless and indifferent at that time, but she didn't know why, after Zhenhai Pagoda returned to its original position, he was very cold to her. In other words, he is so alienated from anyone that people dare not approach easily, and the emperor has become the Buddha Tianzun who can only be looked up to and dare not provoke. She wondered if it was because there were too many others who appeared, so that he was not used to showing closeness to her in front of others, not to mention, she thought that her relationship with Emperor Zun was more or less better than others, and it was considered close.

The little furball sat on Qianli's lap and heard Phantom Ji say, 'It's numb', and immediately said: "Little aunt, don't move if you're numb, and then sit back when you're done, otherwise it's uncomfortable." He"

Phantom Ji looked at the little hairball and teased him: "Little aunt is numb because she fed you, why don't you get up and sit with me and you rub it for me." Da"

The little furball looked at Qianli, and then at Phantom Hime, pursed her lips and shook her head. He has always had a habit of liking to rely on Qianli, and he always has to rub him for a while before he is satisfied, and now that he is seated, how can he let it go. However, he felt that the little aunt had numb legs because of himself, and it was okay to rub her.

"I'll sit and give it to your little aunt."

Looking at the two little paws stretched out by the little furball, Phantom Ji also followed him, shaking her head, "I'm going to sit." ”

"You will sit on my brother's lap in the future, I am small, little aunt, you should let me do a little."

Phantom smiled, "He's not yours, why should I let you." He looked at the little furball quite seriously, "You have fed you for so long, and you refuse to give me even a seat, when I want to be good to you in the future, I have to think about it." ”

Little Furball looked up at Phantom Hime, "That Brother Qianli is not yours either." ”

"Who said he wasn't mine!" Phantom Ji reached out and grabbed one of Qianli's hands and held it in his hand, "He is my emperor, I am his Phantom Ji, you say, is he mine?" Look at you again, you are your father's and mother's little hairball, and you are not your emperor's little hairball. ”

"I, I ......"

The little furball can't talk about the phantom girl, and the child's Lai Pi Jin came suddenly, opened his hand to hold Qianli, and said loudly: "Even if I'm not Qianli's brother's little furball, I won't let it, the little aunt bullies people." ”

Phantom Ji, who has always felt that she is gentle, can bear such an accusation as Little Furball, and hurriedly coaxes him, "Okay, okay, if you don't let it, you won't let it." "When she was full, she even spoke much louder, and when she was hungry before, she spoke like a mosquito bite, but now she longed that everyone in the banquet hall knew that she was a bad person who bullied children.

Feeling that she had recovered a lot, Phantom Ji let go of Qianli's hand, ready to return to her seat, and the moment she let go of him, she clearly saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and she was stunned, and then looked, well, it was indeed a bit of a curved arc. Phantom Ji's heart turned for the better inexplicably, and she sat back in her seat with the help of Qianli holding her waist with one arm, and saw the little furball secretly tilting her head to look at her, with a little smug look.

Phantom Ji said: "If you look at the emperor again, it's not yours, it's mine." ”

The little furball snorted: "Anyway, it's mine now, not yours." ”

"You're four years old, why don't you go to study and learn calligraphy with your master." Phantom Ji looked at the little hairball very seriously, "When I turn back to the Buddha's day, I will tell your mother to send you to the master's class." Every day, from morning to night. ”

Little Furball was even more proud, "My mother said that my father is a very smart person, and I don't have to go to school every day to grow up to be very smart, like my father." ”

Phantom Ji looked at the little furball and thought that Niangniang praised herself as a smart girl, could it be that everyone who is a mother will 'deceive' their descendants like this? Or to put it another way, everyone who is a mother thinks that their children are the smartest dolls in the world, so that it doesn't matter whether their children are really smart or falsely smart. If this is the case, isn't it true that only outsiders can see whether a person is really destined to be intelligent? Emperor Zun always dislikes himself, could it be that what he sees is the real her? Thinking of this, Phantom Ji subconsciously looked at Qianli, is she really stupid?

I don't know what the Dragon King of the West Sea said, the banquet hall was full of the voice of the emperor, and Phantom Ji had to stand upright, and her eyes inadvertently met the Baixi Ancient God opposite, and nodded slightly towards him.

Without waiting for the eyes of Phantom Ji and Baixi Ancient God to meet and come up with anything, a large group of people from the Dragon Palace of the West Sea Dragon Palace walked up to the emperor under the leadership of the Dragon Prince to thank him, because there were many people, blocking the sight between Baixi and Phantom Ji, and the two had to give up if they wanted to communicate. Not only was the Zhenhai Pagoda recovered by the emperor, but the stability of Xihai for a month and a half was also the credit of the emperor, and how grateful Xihai was to him was a matter of deserved, so he watched waves of people come to feel it