After the wedding banquet, the immortals who lingered for three days were sent away, and the blue sea spirit finally returned to its former tranquility.

The gift has been made. Feng Jiu's heart finally settled. As soon as the hanging heart is put down, people will feel tired. The emperor looked at Feng Jiu's expression and took her to the observation deck, where there was a hot spring made for her.

Feng Jiu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Although it is just the two of them here, they have been separated for more than 200 years, and after waking up, the emperor held her to sleep every night in order to let her take care of her body, and he never had the joy of fish and water. At the moment, you can't still wear clothes when you are soaking in the hot springs, right?

Feng Jiu's face flushed.

Donghua looked at her for a while, a gust of wind blew, and the golden hairpin weighing several catties on Feng Jiu's head flew into the dormitory obediently. Feng Jiu suddenly felt relaxed, shook her head, and looked down to see the emperor untying her belt. She was a little at a loss.

The belt clanged to the ground, and the heavy wedding dress slid down with it. Feng Jiu felt that she really shouldn't be so twisted and passive, Donghua didn't take the opportunity to tease her, it really saved her face.

The emperor looked at her dumbfounded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Raised his hand to caress her slightly red cheeks, and whispered in a low voice, "Excuse me? ”

Feng Jiu's face turned into a burning cloud. She wanted to refute a few words, but her voice couldn't hold her voice. There was a sudden coldness on his lips, and the emperor's kiss, as if wrapped in a violent storm, swept in. Feng Jiu's mind suddenly went blank. The body reacts instinctively.

The clothes are gone. With a strong pair of hands on Feng Jiu's back, he picked her up and stepped into the hot spring. The warm spring water stimulated her desire, and the emperor's kiss robbed her of every inch of skin even harder. Feng Jiu's voice became weaker and weaker, and a fire seemed to be burning in his body, and the spring water could not be watered, but instead fueled the flames.

She was a little desperate to vent this fire, but her hands became more and more weak, she wanted to call the emperor's name, and the sound that came out of her mouth was actually a red face.

She finally couldn't stand it anymore, and her body was about to go limp, but the emperor stepped forward and picked up her body, and the burning flames finally drifted away with the ripples.

The night is quiet. The moon is hidden in the clouds, and only this hot spring has a beautiful scenery. The silver-haired young man picked up his flushed wife and walked steadily into the dormitory.

The cave room is a candle night, and the spring night is worth a thousand gold. The red candle flickered in the sound of the coquettish until dawn.

Three poles in the sun, Feng Jiu woke up. The emperor was tossed like a broken frame, and he didn't want to move. The emperor sat on the edge of the bed reading a book, and when he saw that she was awake, he came out with a bowl of porridge from the clay pot on the table. Seeing that she looked like she wanted to eat but didn't want to move, he came over with porridge, helped her up and leaned on her arms, and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

The taste of the porridge was a little less mastered, and Feng Jiu asked, "Did you cook it?" ”

"I tasted it, and it wasn't too bad."

The emperor's evaluation is very pertinent.

Feng Jiu smiled and touched the emperor's face, "Well, it's still very potential." ”

After breakfast, Feng Jiu finally had the strength, got up and freshened up, she wanted to fly a kite today.

The emperor ordered Chonglin to bring the paper kite he had made before, called it to roll, and went to the most open terrain and the most windy Holy Spirit Peak together.

The name of Holy Spirit Peak was taken when Feng Jiu first came to fly a kite. Because the mountain wind here is the strongest, the clouds and mist are blown away, unlike several other immortal mountains, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and there is more of a fairy mountain. Feng Jiu thought, then take a name with immortal energy. The emperor praised her and was very good at finding a way to chat.

The kite flew very high, rolling and holding the spool, Feng Jiu helped him pull the line, running and jumping all the way, without the slightest weakness when he got up in the morning. The emperor looked at them with a smile in his eyes, his eyes dark.

"There's a spring in front of me, and when I'm tired of playing for a while, I'll go there and rest. I planted two peach trees and the peaches are bearing very well this year. ”

"Good!" Feng Jiu and rolling in unison.

The springs here are a little different. The spring water is clear, the sun shines, and there is a faint reflection of blue light. Feng Jiu looked at it for a while and asked the emperor, "Can you drink this water?" ”

Donghua said lightly: "This is the source of the aura of the blue sea and the cangling, and it is here that I incarnate." ”

Feng Jiu and Rolling were both stunned.

Feng Jiu muttered, "Unexpectedly, the aura of the blue sea spirit actually came from a spring. However, the aura here is not as scorching as the Miaohua Mirror. ”

Donghua said: "The Miaohua mirror is just a magic weapon. The spiritual power here nourishes the entire Blue Sea Cang Spirit, and it has long since overflowed. ”

Feng Jiu looked at the spring for a while, and suddenly said, "It turns out that you were born in the water, so you should be called Shuijun!" ”

Donghua raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, and she hurriedly turned her head to pretend to be more interested in the spring. The emperor laughed.

The peach trees watered by the spiritual spring water are really different, and the peaches produced are sweet and refreshing, Feng Jiu asked the emperor how this peach compares with the peach in Yaochi. Emperor Jun said that different varieties have different effects. The peach is a reward for immortal cultivators, and they are more delicious. However, if a mortal eats it, although he can't become an immortal, it is not a problem to extend his lifespan for a hundred years.

After eating the peaches, the emperor said to them: "Tomorrow we will return to the Nine Heavens first, and the Buddha of the West Heaven will go to the Taichen Palace the day after tomorrow." ”

Feng Jiuyi patted his head, "If you don't say it, I almost forgot." Then I'll pick more fresh fruits and vegetables and bring them back to make vegetarian food for you. ”

After a day of playing, I'm a little tired. Feng Jiu put him to sleep early and went to the observation deck.

At night, the huge full moon rose in the air, and the spirit birds of the fairy mountain received the divine decree and flew to dance for Feng Jiu. Feng Jiu was very happy, she had been waiting for this day for a long time. From a flock of birds to a hundred birds to a phoenix, I am afraid that no one in the world can see it except them. The emperor raised his hand and turned into a gong hou and bounced up, Feng Jiu smiled with his eyebrows, turned around and flew into the air, his clothes flying, and he danced with a hundred birds.

She is really like a fiery phoenix, fluttering among the birds, sometimes elegant, sometimes smart.

The emperor has never been moved by anyone's singing and dancing, no matter how graceful the dancing posture is, he has no memory of it after seeing it. At this moment, he was intoxicated by the magnificent shadows under the moon shadow and blue sky. He didn't play the wrong note this time, and the rise of Feng Jiu's jump actually flew to pull him into the air to dance together. Gong Hou was still playing, and the emperor and Feng Jiu were holding hands in mid-air, flying up and down with her. The ancients were invincible, holding the god who looked down on all beings, and dancing with music at this time was not a sight.