The warm sun crossed the courtyard wall and crawled all over every inch of the courtyard.

Feng Jiu sat in the gazebo, holding a peach blossom cake between his fingers, and sat there in a daze. Somehow, she remembered the dream she had last night. The feeling of sadness spread from the bottom of her heart, and she caressed her heart.

Donghua took the cake in her hand and held her slightly cool fingers in the palm of her hand. "But do you remember last night's dream again?"

Feng Jiu nodded, suddenly turned his head and asked him, "Donghua, do you know the Sansheng Stone?" ”

The emperor frowned imperceptibly, "Sansheng Stone? Did you dream about this? ”

Feng Jiu nodded, trying to recall the scene in the dream: "I dreamed that you personally destroyed your name on the Sansheng Stone, so you can't be with me, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe in the world." I was so sad that I ran to ask you if you would like me if you didn't remove your name from the Sansheng Stone, and you said yes, and then left without looking back. I can't do anything, I just stand there and look at your back and cry......"

The sadness spread to her face, making her eyes red. Donghua stretched out his hand and hugged Feng Jiu into his arms, stroked her long hair with one hand, and said softly, "Fortunately, I didn't think so much about destroying my name." Xiaobai, it was just a dream. ”

The emperor's embrace was always so powerful and warm, and the faint white sandalwood made Feng Jiu feel a little more at ease. She said softly: "Well, I know it's just a dream, but because it's my first dream after I ascended to the immortal, and it's so real, I care a little." ”

The emperor touched her head and comforted: "We are all married, and the four seas and eight wildernesses are still peaceful, so it can be seen that my name is still on the Sansheng Stone." ”

Probably because the Lingtai was clearer, Feng Jiu grasped the point of his words and looked up at him, "So, there really are three life stones?" ”

Donghua nodded, "Well, the Sansheng Stone is part of the Heavenly Mandate Stone, and the main immortal is married." ”

Feng Jiu tilted his head and muttered to himself, "Why haven't I heard of it? ”

Donghua straightened the hair on her cheeks and said sincerely, "Because you read too little." ”

Feng Jiu gave him a blank look, pushed him away, picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

After breakfast, Feng Jiu took Donghua to watch the play on the grounds that Donghua would not be obedient.

Donghua sat alone in the courtyard, holding the Inga in his hand, and a gust of wind swept up the ground, bringing up a Buddha bell flower and spiraling straight up.

The scenery of the sun hanging high in front of him changed suddenly, the towering boulder was in front of the moon ring, and the old fairy with white hair bowed to Donghua with his sleeves and said, "The emperor summoned him for the second time, which really surprised the old man. ”

Donghua said lightly: "Xiaobai didn't know about the Sansheng Stone, but after ascending yesterday, he dreamed that Benjun removed his name from the Sansheng Stone, and he couldn't be with her again in this life." ”

Hearing this, the old immortal lowered his head slightly and pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "The first dream of the immortal is indeed a warning, but it is mostly people or things that are familiar to him. It's not often to dream about things you don't know. After a pause, he asked instead, "The emperor thinks there is something strange in this matter?" ”

Donghua twisted the petals of the Buddha bell that fell in his hand, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "When I took out Zhu Yanding a few days ago, there was a wisp of demonic breath attached to the Ding, which was very similar to the forbidden technique that Qing Jiang practiced back then. It's just that this person is not yet ready for the fire, and he has not moved Zhu Yanding. ”

A flash of surprise flashed on the old man's face, and then a cold color flashed, and in an instant, he returned to his former benevolent countenance, and muttered for a moment, "The marriage of the Sansheng Stone Lord Immortal must not be changed without permission, otherwise there will definitely be cholera, and the eight desolations will be turbulent." The emperor is the peace of heaven and earth, and he has a deep relationship with the emperor and queen, and he will not destroy his name. The emperor cherishes this hard-won fate with the emperor very much. With this dream, I think it is the mandate of heaven that intentionally reminds the emperor that someone is seeking Zhu Yanding and wants to touch the Sansheng Stone. ”

The emperor was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked at the old man with interest, "Tens of thousands of years of guarding the Heavenly Mandate Stone, but you are still lonely?" ”

The old man smiled, put his hands in his sleeves, looked at the Buddha Ling flower that was swirling beside the emperor, and asked without answering: "Has the emperor ever missed the glory of the past?" ”

Donghua's dark and deep gaze looked past the old man to the wide and towering Heavenly Destiny Stone behind him, and after a long time, he picked up an unglazed plain pottery cup in his hand and gestured slightly, "This gentleman has a set of Xiling soil plain oak, and I will send it to you in a color in the past two days, and the hospitality will be more decent." ”

The old man bowed to the emperor with his hands and said, "In this way, the old man thanked the emperor in advance and waited here." ”

If you want to say that the solemn Nine Heavens can no longer be solemn, the most lively place is the small bamboo pavilion at the back of the Eighth Day Garden.

Whenever there is a big or small affair, Cheng Yu Yuanjun can always find a way to find out, and then open a story or a gamble at the beginning, I don't know if the God of Wealth is particularly partial to her, and she can make a lot of money every time. Today this place is clearly more lively than usual. Yesterday there was a war between the three clans, and the most gossipy civil officials could not see it with their own eyes, which is really a pity.

So early in the morning, the gods and immortals who had run smoothly from all walks of life gathered here, scrambling to occupy the place, and waiting for Cheng Yu Yuanjun's big ride. Although she didn't go to Cheng yesterday, but the Third Highness went down, and she also took Ah Li and Rolling with her, so the second-hand news of Cheng Yu was naturally better than the inside story that they couldn't inquire.

There were still some distances from the small pavilion, and two figures turned out by the Hibiscus Pond.

Feng Jiu, who was wearing a pink and purple long skirt and a hairpin with quenched glass on his hair, said in a firm tone: "I think that if you make a bold immortal ranking in the Nine Heavens, you can enter the top three." A crisp voice wafted through the verandah on the lotus pond.

Cheng Yu is dressed as a storyteller today, his hair is neatly tied in a white jade crown, the fan in his hand is covered to his mouth, and he giggles: "Don't dare, I just make tea money, how can I be bold?" Besides," she craned her neck and pretended to be mysterious in Feng Jiu's ear, "There is some news that I don't want to spread, someone is begging me to do it." Turning his head and shaking his fan, he swaggered and took four steps, but after a few steps, he shook his head and put on a sad face, "I'm actually, but I'm also forced to be helpless, otherwise why do you think Tianjun and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince don't care?" It's just that in the long run, everyone is used to it, so it is not obtrusive. ”

Feng Jiu was stunned, tilted his head and nodded: "No wonder I just look at you on weekdays to find gossip and have fun, I didn't expect that there are so many twists and turns." ”

Cheng Yu was quite smug and said: "That's nature. ”

The two walked slowly, on both sides of the verandah were large hibiscus pools, the delicate lotus petals gently stretched in the dense fairy air, lined with tender yellow stamens looming. There is a faint fragrance of flowers wafting in the air, a little sweet, a little gentle, adding a ray of tenderness to this solemn heavenly palace.

Cheng Yu stroked the railing of the verandah, and suddenly thought of something, she "snapped" her fan, and pushed her elbow against Ding Fengjiu's arm, and asked with a smile in her tone, "By the way, how did you feel when the emperor blocked the sky and thunder for you?" Isn't it sweet to death? ”

Feng Jiu glared at her and said hurriedly: "Sweet, you're big!" Suddenly a little frustrated, scratching his head, he recalled as he walked, "I was scared to death, and I was in his arms before I could figure out what was going on." When I realized it, I was a little panicked and a little distressed, but in fact, I didn't want him to do it. She leaned on the railing beside her, looking at the hibiscus in the water, with a rare serious look on her face, "I think that since the destiny of heaven has allowed me to experience calamities early, I can afford to look down on me, work hard, and work hard, and I can survive and soar smoothly." But he didn't even give me the opportunity to work hard, and I was a little depressed. But I can't blame him. Feng Jiu's tone was full of melancholy, and he could see that the regret in his heart was really not a little bit.

Cheng Yu Yuanjun beside him looked indifferent, and comforted her: "Actually, you don't have to mind so much. Who doesn't know the gods of your Bai family, which rank is low? So it's only a matter of time before you become a god. The emperor feels sorry for you, even if the three heavenly thunders fall, even if you take it, you will inevitably be injured, how can he be reluctant? Since it is your husband, then this calamity should naturally be blocked, and it is appropriate. Besides, she raised her hand and lit the lotus pond in front of her, "I can tell you, although you and the emperor have already married and have a roll, but the goddesses and fairies who are worried about his old man are no less than this pool of hibiscus, and the emperor can also let them see his intentions for you, and it is always good for the peach blossoms on your body to be pure." ”

Feng Jiu thought of Princess Yaoyue in the West Sea, and felt that Cheng Yu's words were quite reasonable, and agreed, "It's reasonable for you to say so." He praised: "It seems that Mr. Storyteller is more than just a storyteller," and teased: "But I think you have something to say?" She looked at Cheng Yu with a smile, and there was a look of smiling at the end of her eyes and eyebrows.

Cheng Yu shook off the folding fan in his hand and said calmly: "You don't have to take my words." Is there any woman in the world who doesn't love infatuated Langjun? Just saying that the emperor blocked the catastrophe for you has spread all over the world, how many people are envious and jealous of you, and even the most popular sentence is to love her, so block the catastrophe for her! After a pause, he continued: "As for me, I don't expect him to be able to risk his life for me like this, just don't fly like a flock of peach blossoms and birds." ”

Who this "he" is, Feng Jiu naturally knows, she nodded, thinking about the appearance of His Royal Highness Lian San, but in her heart she inexplicably felt that Shili Peach Blossom was actually more suitable for him. She sighed lightly, it seems that His Royal Highness Lian San is going to have a lot of good things to do with this peach blossom on Chengyu's body. When he was out of his mind, a familiar voice came from behind him, "Are you two going to tell a story together?" If so, it's a rare spectacle. ”

Feng Jiu and Cheng Yu turned around together, and saw Si Ming coming from the other side of the covered bridge, with his usual smile on his lips. Feng Jiu smiled slightly, "Are you going to cheer for Cheng Yu?" ”

Si Ming bowed his hand," His Royal Highness said with a smile. Where does Chengyu Yuanjun's field still need Xiaoxian to support, now I am afraid that the inner and outer three layers are already full of waiting for Yuanjun. ”

Cheng Yu glanced at him, and said politely: "Are you going to Lian Song to listen to the original?" ”

Si Ming coughed embarrassedly and sneered: "I inherited the order of the Southern Dipper Six Star Monarch to find the Third Highness to have something to do." After speaking, he didn't feel convinced, and added: "It's a water thing." Shaking his sleeves, he bowed his hand to the two of them again, and before the two of them could speak, he hurriedly said: "Xiaoxian won't bother the two Yaxing, and will leave first." Before the last word fell, he slipped away.

Feng Jiu looked at a trace of afterimage, raised his eyebrows, and wanted to follow Cheng Yu's teasing of Si Ming, but he didn't get the opportunity, raised his head to see that it was not far from the garden, and said a few words to Cheng Yu, and then went to Xiwu Palace.