October 23, 2507. The second star domain, Xinghuang Autonomous Prefecture. The next celestial star, Xinghuang Mountain.

The next day, early in the morning, Long Qicong gradually woke up from his sleep.

The memory of the previous day slowly surfaced, Long Qi looked around, the room was still the same room, but the state seemed to be a little different.

Long Qicong remembered that he was obviously pressed on the bed by the Star Phoenix Imperial Clothes, but now he was sleeping well in the quilt.

And Long Qi never saw the royal clothes. Long Qi sat up from his body, and there was a burst of warmth from his hand. The bed next to him is still hot, and it should be that the royal clothes have just left.

Just as Long Qicong was thinking, Yuyi came in from outside the door, holding a plate in his hand. Long Qicong knew where Yuyi had just gone.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Okay. slept together, and the "little slave" of "little cong brother" was also removed. Now the more he screams, the more intimate he becomes, but Long Qicong is even more ashamed in his heart.

"Well, early."

"Good morning."

Compared with Long Qicong's perfunctory and casual greetings, the royal clothes are exactly a lot, standing, bowing, and saluting. The plate in his hand is flat and stable, elegant and not flustered.

It seems that the mood of the royal clothes has changed a lot compared to yesterday.

Long Qicong looked at the imperial clothes, brought up the dinner plate, and put it on the bed. stared at the royal clothes suspiciously, and the royal clothes looked back at Long Qicong in confusion.

"Are you used to eating breakfast in bed?"

"Not really. I got it for my brother. ”

Long Qicong was stunned for a moment, looking at the steaming food on the plate. With an idea in his heart, he immediately asked.

"You can't do that, do you?"

Yuyi nodded embarrassedly, lowered his head shyly, and didn't look at Long Qicong. Long Qicong thought about it, smiled helplessly, and said that the royal clothes were really simple, and he couldn't hide his thoughts at all.

However, immediately Long Qicong couldn't help but think that if the royal clothes were in front of him, all this would be pretended, and he intended to play it for himself. In order to numb themselves and wait for an opportunity to achieve their goals.

Well, this is really terrible.

Long Qicong shook his head fiercely, throwing this kind of idea out of his mind. Just as yesterday, once an idea arises in the mind, it is never completely erased.

Yu Yi noticed Long Qicong's movements and asked suspiciously.

"What's the matter, aren't these to my brother's taste?"

Disagreement? How could it be, Long Qi, who grew up from snacks and potatoes, is from it, how can there be anything that is not in taste. Some of them are very happy when they eat.

"No, it's not. I haven't brushed my teeth and washed my face again. I'll go wash up first. ”

As he spoke, Long Qicong jumped out of bed from the other side. As soon as he got out of bed, Long Qicong found himself wearing a strange pajamas, with a pink background and a pattern of falling petals, no matter how you look at it, it is also a girl's pajamas.

Don't think about it, it must be the pajamas of the royal clothes.

Long Qicong also stopped more and rushed into the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, looking in the mirror, thinking about which possibility. Deliberation was repeated, though nothing was given to support the conjecture.

However, if the conjecture is true, then there is no need to leave any clues, which is even more terrifying. As long as it is possible, it can be ignored, but it cannot be ignored.

This kind of risk is too great, even if it is just to damage expectations, Long Qicong cannot afford it. Long Qicong couldn't help but tremble, because he was too careless.

You can also think about it in advance.

Feelings affected his judgment, and Long Qi judged it from the same way. Counting the time, it's almost time to wash up. After hurriedly washing, Long Qicong walked out of the bathroom.

Miki had already placed the plate on the table. It's right by the window, where the sun can reach.

Only then did Long Qi notice that almost all life functions could be met in this room. In addition to the unused kitchen utensils, tables, chairs, benches, bathrooms, toilets, everything is available here.

It doesn't look like a simple bedroom. The royal clothes should be the type that doesn't like to go out. I don't even like to leave my room.

"Brother, hurry up, breakfast is going to be cold."

Long Qicong hummed softly, stepped forward, and sat opposite the imperial robe. The food on the plate was still steaming, Long Qi couldn't help frowning, and a wisp of scorching heat in the air had not completely dissipated.

Looking at the Xinghuang Imperial Clothes with the usual complexion, Long Qi began to eat breakfast. Breakfast was simple, a few slices of fried meat, a few slices of toast, and a soft-boiled egg. And a glass of hot milk.

The food style of the Imperial Clothes and Hanaminomiya is different. Or is it that Xinghuang's eating habits simply follow the owner's preferences.

Looks like that's how it should be.

"I won't marry the Nalan family."

"What?"

Long Qicong said suddenly, startling the royal clothes, and he didn't react for a while, what Long Qicong said.

"I haven't even seen the girl from the Nalan family, what if I look ugly?" Long Qicong took a sip of milk and said with a smile, "I still like our royal clothes, and at least prepare breakfast." ”

"Ah, Brother Xiaocong, what are you talking about?"

The girl bowed her head shyly.

After Long Qicong finished breakfast, he said goodbye to the royal clothes. Yuyi was a little reluctant, and Long Qicong said, it's not a difference. Miyi thought for a moment and said.

"In the future, you will come often."

"You, aren't you coming?"

"Mother, you don't like to see me. I rarely go to my mother's Hanaminomiya. ”

Long Qicong looked around and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you in Hanami Palace here?" ”

Yuyi shook his head and said, "It's not here, this is mine, Iron Heart Garden." ”

Iron Heart Garden?

Long Qicong couldn't help but want to complain, what kind of weird name is this. In the end, I held back, and I understood that everyone in Xinghuang has their own residence, and they come in a style that is completely according to their personal preferences.

It's no wonder that Xinghuang has so many different styles of clothing and architecture, and it is not difficult to understand the cultural fragmentation it reflects.

It's just that different family members have different preferences.

It's just put here in Xinghuang, because of the enlargement of the family size and scale, Long Qicong has a cognitive bias. Sort of, I still have something missing.

After leaving the Iron Heart Garden of the Imperial Clothes, Long Qicong returned directly to the Immortal Realm, the Six Heart Residence.

Six hearts? Core? Long Qicong always felt that it would not be too coincidental.

Chu Jiu was still feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power. Long Qi never thought that it would take so long for Chu Jiu to adapt to spiritual power. Jingbu stepped forward to confirm that there was no accident in the ninth month, and Long Qicong was relieved.

For the next few days, Chu Jiu was in that strange state all the time. Like an old monk who has meditated, he doesn't move.

If it weren't for the fact that Long Qicong had fully understood Chu Jiu's race from the book, he would have been able to determine that her vital signs were stable. Maybe on the third day, I forcibly woke up the ninth day of the first month.