At this time, the cultivator had an idea and said, "Has Your Highness ever thought about where Miao Chunguo is now?" ”

"According to the nature of the king of Shang, he will not share it with others, let alone be plundered by others." Song Liancheng's eyes lit up, staring at the spiritual cultivation rule, "Do you mean ......?"

"In my humble opinion, if I and Xia Zun enter the palace again, if we can find Miao Chunguo at the King of Shang, won't his lies of benevolence and filial piety be self-defeating? The so-called division is famous, and at that time, His Royal Highness will prepare to attack steadily and take advantage of the situation, and the people's will will also respond to every call. ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Liancheng was even more impressed by the woman in front of him, he stared at her deeply, and after looking at her for a long time, he said, "What if you can't find Miao Chunguo?" ”

"We have a three-day limit, and we will pass on the news whether we find it or not."

"Good! What does Xia Zun think? ”

Gongsun Changqin was smiling lightly on the side, sighing in his heart that the Jiangmen Tiger Girl next to him, who only he knew, was far from being as weak as she looked, and at this time, listening to King Yu's question, he only stared at Xiu Lingzhi with a smile, and said "Okay" three times in a row.

***

Xiu Ling returned to Jingyi with Gongsun Changqin, and first went to the princess's mansion to inquire about the situation in the palace.

The princess's mansion has been often inhabited recently, and it is much more interesting than before. When I entered the mansion, I saw the maid taking care of the wisteria climbing on the elevated stake in the courtyard, and the princess herself was sitting under the flower cluster and looking up to admire the flowers.

When she saw the two of them coming, she drove away the maids, and invited them to take refuge under the branches of the waterfall-like vines. At this time, it was the end of summer, and the wind was blowing and there was already a slight feeling of coolness, Song Qinghuan looked at the purple stamens gently swaying in the wind, thinking that autumn was coming and her father was about to die, and she couldn't help but mourn.

"The crown princess is pregnant."

She opened her mouth and said the first news, "In order to raise the fetus for the concubine, the imperial brother specially rebuilt the immortal cave where Miao Chunguo was originally placed, created ten landscaping in it, and also chiseled a medicinal soup pool. Now the fairy cave is full of fairy music all day long, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. ”

After speaking, the three of them glanced at each other. As for the location of Miao Chunguo, I tacitly thought that it was here.

Xiu Ling said: "In any case, this immortal cave is the most suspicious place, whether Miao Chunguo is still here or not, we have to explore it." ”

Gongsun Changqin also bowed his head on the side, "There is another thing to bother the princess." Please go to the Imperial Tomb, take out the Moon Wipe in the coffin in the tomb of King Yu, and try to give it to His Royal Highness King Yu. ”

"Brother Yu really didn't die!" Song Qinghuan suddenly became excited, "Have you found him in the chaos?" How is he now? ”

Xiu Ling made a boo gesture and looked around before slowly telling her what was happening at the top of Chaos.

Some of the maids were curious about the visitors, and secretly poked out half of their heads from behind the pillars and through the cracks of the doors, and many of them had the prince's eyeliner, but all they saw was the beautiful picture of the three of them stroking the piano and drinking tea under the wisteria flowers, the music of the piano and the sound of the wind.

Song Qinghuan told the cultivator where the immortal cave was. So Xiu Ling discussed with Gongsun Changqin and decided to go to the fairy cave to find Miao Chun Guo first, and then enter the palace to find an opportunity to send a letter to the saint, and discuss with him how to make King Yu seize power.

***

When you come to the valley on the outskirts of Beijing, the immortal cave full of spiritual energy can be easily perceived, but the entrance is unguarded.

The two of them entered cautiously, only to see the strange flowers and plants in the cave, the mountains and rocks are pretty, among which the roots of huge dead trees are made of a couch, and there are natural lava hewn into a table and a stone bench, and the crane lamp mouth is about a person's height to burn a red flame.

Passing through the stone cave, it is a dog-toothed road, and through the road, it is the newly opened fairy garden.

Looking at it as far as the eye can see, the stone in the garden is a mountain, more than ten zhang high, stretching for several miles, forming the scene of a mountain in the mountain. There are many rare birds and animals, including white parrots, purple mandarin ducks, yaks, and green birds. The water is filled with sand and waves.

However, there are many lives thriving here, but it is very quiet. Raising his eyes to look at the river gulls and sea cranes on the sandbank, Xiu Ling frowned: "It's strange, it's like no one's land here......"

Halfway through the conversation, Gongsun Changqin had already swept her lightly and hid behind a rockery next to the roundabout pavilion house in the garden.

The rockery is crowded with white cranes. The two did not alarm them, but the cranes lined up according to Gongsun Changqin's gestures very cooperatively, covering them tightly.

Only then did Xiu Ling realize that Gongsun Changqin was facing her, leaning her against the rock wall with both hands, staring at her intently. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, covered his eyes, and said lightly: "Don't look at it!" He noticed that his eyes were burning.

Gongsun Changqin grabbed her hand, "Wait! At the same time, staring at the rockery she was leaning back to.

The cultivator turned around and saw white smoke like a fairy mist coming from the bullet nest on the stone wall, fine and soft, and couldn't help frowning, "Could it be that this is ...... behind?"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Gongsun Changqin had already pushed away the rockery with one palm, the mountain stone rotated, and there was another space inside.

The two entered, and the fog was thick and the water was gurgling. The cultivator dispersed the mist from the wind, but found that the soles of his feet were a huge lotus soup pool, and the medicinal soup suddenly emerged from the lotus stamens.

The soup spring of Chu color gradually rose, and at the same time exuded a refreshing medicinal fragrance, and out of nowhere came bursts of "fairy music", which made people drowsy, and even Gongsun Changqin was sleepy, yawning again and again.

Suddenly, there was a "poof", and the cultivator who couldn't support it at first went soft and fell into the water. Gongsun Changqin quickly jumped into the pool to catch her, but at this moment, the stone door was tightly closed, and the lotus base at the bottom of the pool slowly rose, and the decoction poured out wildly, turning the entire confined space into a water prison.

Gongsun Changqin caught the spiritual cultivation rule in the pool, patted her cheek, "Wake up!" We've been tricked! ”

Xiu Ling put his arms around his neck, his eyes were hazy and said, "I'm so sleepy, let me lean on ......for a while," he said, already resting his head on his shoulder.

Although Gongsun Changqin hugged her tightly, he had no intention of being excited by this, and he was surprised why the "fairy qi" around him was so realistic.

Although this aura is exactly the same as the Heavenly Realm Immortal Qi, it exudes an indescribable strangeness. But what's even more strange is that even as an immortal, it is extremely difficult for him to resist the hypnotic effect of this soup pool.

But at the moment, he had no choice but to hold the cultivator in his arms completely, urging the Extreme Fire Immortal Spirit in his body, and constantly consuming the spirit yuan and immortal power in his body to vaporize the great attraction of the medicinal soup to promote the soul, so as to maintain the consciousness that they were gradually losing.

Gongsun Changqin has calculated that such support can only support for three days at most.

"Ling'er, wake up!" Gongsun Changqin kept calling.

Under the combined effect of his spiritual power and medicinal soup, Xiu Ling only felt that his whole body was hot and unbearable, and it was extremely itchy. She couldn't help but rub against Gongsun Changqin's body to relieve the discomfort of her body, and murmured, "It's so itchy, scratch it for me......"

Gongsun Changqin was stirred up more and more by her contact from time to time, and he could only desperately suppress his spiritual power and intimidate her: "Open your eyes, if you open your eyes, you won't itch!" If you sleep again, the deity will be light on you. ”

Although it was just a whisper in his ear, Xiu Ling listened, and felt more and more hot in his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and tried to shout: "You dare!" Then he immediately lowered his head.

"Ling'er, don't sleep!" Gongsun Changqin called her twice, and suddenly, he felt her incomparably smooth and hot skin on his body, and he trembled.

"I'm sorry, this is the only way to do it......" Gongsun Changqin raised his hand, hooked her wet hair behind her ears with his fingers, lifted her shoulders, and looked at her with burning eyes again.

Little by little, he hugged her tighter and tighter, so that she clung to his body, as if it was about to melt together. His other hand lifted her tiny jaw and pushed his lips to hers.

Although, Gongsun Changqin's body is hot, but his lips are cold. He deliberately mobilized his spiritual power to leave this coolness. Unsurprisingly, when he kissed her, Xiuling opened his eyes again. But he didn't let go of her and kissed her wantonly.

In the mind of spiritual cultivation, which is blank, there is only one feeling.

It's so comfortable.

……