"Sister Feng Jiu, are you awake?" Ah Li's voice came from outside the door. Ah Li saw that Feng Jiu had finally woken up, and almost jumped up with joy, and saw Bai Bilan following Feng Jiu with a calm face, and immediately stopped it, thinking in his heart, he, who is an uncle, will eventually bring out a shelf to be an uncle, oh no, what does it look like, so he groaned: "Sister Feng Jiu, you finally woke up, my mother and I are so worried about you, are you okay now?" I'm going to go back to my mother, get out, will you go with me? Rolling glanced at his father and mother, the emperor nodded lightly, and without waiting for Feng Jiu to speak, Ah Li pulled Rolling happily and went to Xiwu Palace to play.

Walking slowly all the way to the back garden, the pavilion built for her by the emperor is still the same as before, when she worked hard for the gift of military collection. Feng Jiu was already completely awake, and scenes of the past poured into his mind like a tide.

"Xiaobai, no one has ever been more important than you."

"The emperor said that the Tiangang cover that was given to His Highness will be annihilated with his feathering, I am afraid that I can no longer protect you, so I will leave this glass ring to His Highness, this ring is made by the emperor with half of his heart, even if he is gone, it will not disappear, and will always protect His Highness."

"Donghua, I hurt, say something good to coax me." "What do you want to hear?" "Say you like me." "I love you."

Feng Jiu raised his left hand, and the vermilion had a little red gold phoenix feather flower glass ring, as bright as the morning glow. She turned around, caressed Donghua's heart, and frowned, "Does it hurt?" Raising his head, tears blurred his eyes, and he looked at Donghua's still thin face hazy.

Donghua covered Feng Jiu's hand in his heart, and said softly: "If you are here, it won't hurt." Feng Jiu finally couldn't help it, threw himself into Donghua's arms, and cried loudly, "I will never leave you again, never will leave you." The tears of the embankment wet Donghua's clothes, and he hugged Feng Jiu, the most important person in the world, his eyes were full of relief and satisfaction.

The dam mouth that burst the embankment was finally stopped, and Feng Jiu felt that she seemed to have released more than two thousand years of grievances, sadness, and brains. Caressing Divine Monarch's face, Feng Jiu tightened his eyebrows, "You've lost a lot." For more than 200 years, haven't you eaten well? In the future, I will make you eat every day and raise you to be fat for nothing. ”

"Okay." The emperor's eyes were full of gentleness and pampering at this time, and his voice was as low as a breeze.

What about destiny? What if destiny is not fateful? After all, they have earned this fate, and their emotions move the sky, and the sky is also merciful.

Since that day, when Feng Jiu and Emperor Donghua were rescued in the Starlight Enchantment, Bai Qian returned to the palace to repair her father Bai Zhi Emperor and her second brother Bai Yi to inform the truth of the matter. It turned out that when Chonglin went to ask the prince Yehua for help, he told them the reason for the emperor's absence from the wedding that day and the reason for being late to Qingqiu on the way to the blue sea and Cangling. In fact, when Emperor Baizhi saw the celestial phenomenon, he calculated that it was the emperor who created this enchantment and wanted to subdue the evil demon. There are only a handful of people in the world who can set up a starlight enchantment, and this direction is in the blue sea and Cangling, except for the emperor, it will not be anyone else. He also knew that the emperor was in danger of feathering this time. Although because of the matter of Fengjiu, Qingqiu and Taichen Palace had some troubles, but after all, they are both ancient gods, and they have also had the righteousness of their comrades.

When they received Bai Qian's documents, they knew that they had misunderstood the emperor that day, and the suspicion between Qingqiu and Taichen Palace was resolved. Bai Yi and his wife hurried to Taichen Palace to visit Feng Jiu. Although they were asleep, Xiao Jiu's face was ruddy, and they said that they would wake up in a few months, and their hanging hearts were put down. After a few polite words with the emperor, he went to visit their little grandson, whom they had never met.

With white and silver hair, anyone who looks at it will know that he is the son of Emperor Donghua. The round and lovely face is very much like when Feng Jiu was a child. Bai Yi and his wife love it very much. Coupled with his young age, but his temperament is calm and responsible, Bai Yi Shangshen feels that this grandson is really more malleable than his daughter, and he must also inherit the emperor's wisdom and talent, and the future is limitless. As for Feng Jiu's mother, the next generation is even more vividly reflected, if it weren't for the fact that this is Taichen Palace, she can't wait to immediately take her grandson back to Qingqiu and love her well. In the past two hundred years, she is not worried about not seeing Feng Jiu, but as soon as she heard that she has a grandson, after being surprised, she just can't wait to see and hug her, such an idea, she herself was surprised.