After entering the palace, Wu Ting sent someone to take Bai Ze to a remote guest hall on the grounds that "men and women are different, and men should not live too close to the saint". The guest is as good as the host, Bai Ze had no choice but to agree.

As for Mo Ran is now a saint, her status is respected, and she has her own bedroom, Wu Ting personally took her to Chongming Palace, and everyone who saw her along the way saluted her, so she was not majestic. It seems that unlike the ignorance of outsiders in the palace, the people in the palace should have known for a long time that there was a demon king's daughter who was exiled and now returned.

"Chongming Hall is the place where your mother lived when she was pregnant with you, no one has lived here for a long time, but all the furnishings have not changed, and my father will send someone to clean it every day. Wu Ting stood outside the hall and said to Mo Ran, with a complicated expression, "I won't go in, if you need anything, just tell the maid, this will be your home from now on." ”

Mo Ran agreed, and Wu Ting teleported away.

When she stepped into the Chongming Palace, she couldn't help but be surprised, the style of this hall was very different from the style of the palaces she had passed along the way.

Most of the other palaces are wooden buildings, and the halls are bare and have no greenery, which is not so simple and elegant as not very elegant. And the Chongming Hall is a soil and stone building, the palace is partial to the architectural style of the human world, as soon as you enter the gate, you can see a pot of flowers and plants in the hall, fragrant.

What surprised Mo Ran even more was that the two emperors of Yan and Huang were enshrined in the hall. Mo Ran knew that her mother was a human race, but wouldn't the demon king mind that she was so blatantly worshipping the ancestor of the human race in the demon palace? In this way, the relationship between the two of them should be good, and the letter she found in the Hong Mansion that her mother wrote "Sijun, Nianjun" must have referred to the demon king.

The more Mo Ran thought about it, the more familiar he felt that this scene was, and it was really the same as in the drama he watched in the underworld and Fusang that day, Mo Gongzi, the son of the demon king, tried his best to please Princess Ya in order to make Princess Ya willing to give birth to a half-demon for him, and Princess Ya turned the palace into a new one after marrying.

"See the Holy Maiden!" Mo Ran was thinking, and the maids in the hall knelt down to worship.

Mo Ran is not used to people kneeling on her, she always feels that there are more people kneeling on her, and she will lose her life, "Come on, don't be so polite." ”

Mo Ran helped the maid in front of him and asked, "What's your name?"

"The slave maid is called Little Peach. Xiao Tao bowed her head and answered.

"Okay, then except for Xiao Tao, everyone else should go out, I don't need so many people to serve me. After saying that, the other maids bowed their heads and retreated.

"Little Peach, are you a human or a demon?" Mo Ran saw that this little peach was beautiful and her age was about the same as herself, so she was the only one who left her.

"Returning to the Holy Maiden, there are only demons in the Demon Palace, there will be no human beings, and slaves and maids are demons. Xiao Tao got up but still didn't look up, and replied in a low voice.

Mo Ran said in his heart that the maids and attendants in the Demon Palace were all demons who could maintain ordinary human shapes, and there was no "weird coffee" with a human-faced beast body and a complete beast body seen on the street, it seems that this demon king is still a face control.

"And how old are you?" asked Mo Ran.

"Returning to the Holy Maiden, the slave maid is forty-six years old this year. ”

"Huh? I thought you were my age. Mo Ran was surprised, and thought about it, with Xiao Tao's age, would she know something about Qin Niansi, so she asked: "Xiao Tao, do you know about my mother? Wu Ting said that she betrayed her father, is it true?"

"Slave maid...... The slave doesn't know. Xiao Tao hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "Please forgive the Holy Maiden!"

"What are you doing, you haven't done anything wrong, forgive any sin, you get up first. ”

Seeing Xiao Tao's appearance of being at a loss, he must know something, but he didn't dare to say it, or there was an order from above to prevent him from saying it, which aroused Mo Ran's curiosity even more.

"I just want to ask why my mother left the palace, there's nothing I can't say, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Tao buried her head deeper, and her voice was trembling.

"Madam Qin is taboo in the entire Demon Palace, Your Majesty, Your Majesty ordered that no one should mention it, otherwise it will be destroyed. Pray that the holy woman will not embarrass the slave maid. ”

"Forget it, I won't ask, you get up quickly, you're older than me, I can't afford it. Mo Ran sighed, it seemed that it was impossible to ask something from the mouth of the palace people, "You go down first, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

"Yes. Xiao Tao seemed to be relieved when she heard this, got up and saluted and hurriedly retreated.

It can be seen how terrible the three words "Qin Niansi" are in the hearts of the people under the Demon Palace, and it also shows how scary the Demon King is. If you can't start with the next person, who else can you ask? Asking Wu Ting may not be able to ask the truth, is it difficult to go directly to Dad to ask?

Mo Ran tinkered in his heart for a long time, and felt a headache, in order to find clues, he had already let Fusang's doppelganger take a break, but he couldn't act recklessly.

"Fusang Divine Venerable, you're not hurt, are you?" Mo Ran took out the sachet from his baggage, took it out, and rubbed it in his hand. Thinking of the previous Fusang's clone desperately blocking Wu Ting's killing move for her, I couldn't help but feel a little touched and guilty in my heart.

There was no response from the other end of the sachet for the time being, Mo Ran's heart trembled, it couldn't really be an accident, right?

"How could this Shenjun be injured! Do you think this Shenjun is a papier-mâché? How can a mere carving insect skill hurt me!"

After waiting for a long time, a familiar voice came from the other end of the sachet, lazy and conceited.

Mo Ran was overjoyed, picked up the sachet and said with a smile: "Really not injured?

Fusang snorted lightly and said, "Cut, if you don't believe it, this god monarch will come over and show you now!"

"Why did you come here? Fly here? It's far away from Yanggu...... Mo Ran didn't believe that his deity could come from thousands of miles away, just to show her if he was injured, and as soon as the words fell, a red shadow appeared in front of him.

"See, don't believe me!" Fusang leaned in front of her and raised his hand for a spin.

"You...... Can you come out?" Mo Ran was so shocked that she stammered, thinking that Fusang would not be able to leave Yanggu, but she didn't expect to come over in the blink of an eye, she stared at him left and right, and gently poked his arm, "Are you the deity?

Fusang glanced at Mo Ran and poked Mo Ran's forehead lightly, "You little devil, why don't you see you so suspicious in front of Bai Ze?

"Bai Ze, why did you mention him suddenly?" Mo Ran shook his head to prevent Fusang's fingers from poking him again, "Bai Ze is very good, why should I be suspicious of him?"

"Okay, he's very good, then you can be your holy daughter, stay with him well! You have him to protect you, don't call this god out again in the future!

"Alas, why are you like this? There is no reason to go back to something that has already been sent!"

Mo Ran wanted to snatch back the sachet, Fusang relied on his height advantage to lift the sachet above his head, and Mo Ran couldn't get it when he jumped, it was really a bully!

Mo Ran had an idea, and used a tickling trick to scratch Fusang's waist, the gods should also be afraid of itching.

Sure enough, Fusang's hand holding the sachet was put down, covering his waist, and he couldn't help laughing: "You dead girl, you ......"

"Still won't pay me back?" Mo Ran continued to scratch, Fusang dodged, and fell straight on Mo Ran's bed.