CHAPTER XXVII
"What? Ahem...... You said Xiao Jiu that she was going to the battlefield? Bai Zhen was shocked and took a sip of fresh tea foam and sprayed it on the face of the opposite face.
"Fourth brother, you don't need to worry so much." Bai Qian stroked his back to help him calm down, and said softly, "Although Xiao Jiu is young, with the emperor here, she will be able to keep her safe and sound." ”
"That's it, it's true," Zhi Yan rubbed the delicate droplets on his face with a towel, and there was no displeasure on his face to persuade him in unison, "The nine girls are blessed and will be fine." ”
Bai Zhen looked at him and said with some indignation: "Old Phoenix, you said, this ghost Wu clan is the territory of the Heavenly Clan, what does it have to do with me Qingqiu?" Xiao Jiu is the female monarch of Qingqiu, not the female monarch of the Heavenly Clan, when Xiao Wu wanted to go to the battlefield because she was a disciple of Mo Yuan, and it was her duty to fight with her master, but now Xiao Jiu is the emperor and queen of Emperor Donghua, and Emperor Donghua has been hiding from the world for more than 100,000 years. What's more, you don't know her ......"
He didn't finish the rest of the words, only to see Zhen Yan nodding his head again and again, and said with a solemn and sincere face: "Yes, yes, what you said is, then you will call Xiao Jiu back, tie her up and not let her go." ”
Bai Zhen glared at him, his face displeased, "If I tie her up, then Emperor Donghua won't dismantle me?" It's just that the second brother doesn't dare to do anything to Xiao Jiu now. ”
Zhen Yan spread his hands, "Look, that's it, we all know Donghua's ability, are you afraid that you won't be able to protect the nine girls?" But if he dares to tear you down, I will fight him to the death. After that, he patted Bai Zhen's shoulder comfortingly.
Bai Zhen lowered his eyes and sighed lightly, "I don't know the emperor's ability." It's just that Xiao Wu was more than 70,000 years old when she went to the battlefield, and she was still an immortal, Xiao Jiu is only half her age now, how can her more than 30,000 years of half-baked cultivation cope with the crises on the battlefield? How can I not be worried, you tell me? He turned his head to look at Bai Qian, and complained a little: "You too, don't stop a little." ”
Bai Qian stared at Bai Zhen with a pair of innocent and slightly surprised eyes, full of incredulity, "Fourth brother, if the second sister-in-law or Fumi Fairy Mother said this, I wouldn't be surprised at all, a soldier's gift made them worry about the color change." Although Xiao Jiu is also brought up by you, I have never seen you so nervous about her, what happened this time? ”
Bai Zhenshen raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, and said coolly: "No matter how you say it, she is also the only bloodline of my Qingqiu grandchildren, and she is the king of my wilderness, how can I not worry about her?" Xiao Jiu's life is already bitter enough, and she is finally bitter, and she is not afraid of death to go through some calamities, her child is still so ......young," he said, and he put a trace of sorrow on the rolling body of the rolling body who was pouting his ass with Tuanzi Ah Li under a peach tree not far away, kneeling on the ground digging the wine jar.
"Hey, I said it's true," Zhi Yan was a little helpless, "Xiao Jiu, don't worry, it's a big deal for me to be a military doctor with the army, just make sure she is thorough." ”
For a moment, Bai Qian was sure that he saw the cunning that flashed in Bai Zhen's eyes and a casual triumphant smile on his face. She understood in her heart, and wondered that the fourth brother was so unusually angry and worried today. She turned her head and bowed slightly to Zhen Yan with a reverent face, "That's fine, even if the emperor makes Xiao Jiu injured by an oversight, with you, the first divine doctor in the world, it will be fine." ”
Zhenyan raised his eyebrows and looked at them for a while, and after a while, he lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, and snorted lightly, "Your brother and sister are singing and harmonizing the double reed, I can't go if I don't go." He looked up at them again, and said unceremoniously: "I owe this favor first, and I will ask you for another day." ”
"It's not a matter yet, just think about human affection first, you old phoenix is also stingy." After thinking about it, Bai Zhen added quite contemptuously, "The first phoenix in heaven and earth is the first stingy phoenix." ”
"Hey, I said you ......" Zhi Yan was a little angry, looking at Bai Zhen staring straight at him, Bai Qian thought, if he had a beard on his face at this moment, I was afraid that he would blow all over the sky.
"I, what am I?" Bai Zhen said with a disdainful face: "Xiao Jiu can be regarded as something you grew up watching, isn't it your job to protect her thoroughly?" If you want to be rewarded, go to Emperor Donghua! ”
In a word, no one dared to offend this world, and he frowned, poured a big sip of tea, slammed the teacup on the stone table, got up and shook his sleeves, and walked away without looking back. Bai Qian raised his hand to call him back, but Bai Zhen stopped her and said with a low smile: "Let him go, he will be sulking for a while." ”
"Fourth brother," Bai Qian hid his smile and squinted at Bai Zhen, "Why did he offend you again, you are so angry with him?" ”
Bai Zhen said disapprerovingly: "It's nothing, I didn't quarrel for a few days, and my mouth was idle." ”
Bai Qian: "......"
The spring breeze is blowing, and the willows are still clinging. The sixth day of the fifth month is really an auspicious day for the zodiac.
On the road leading to the Blue Demon Clan, the rumbling road was dusty, and a cart of brocade boxes and wooden boxes rushed towards the main hall of the Demon Palace.
In mid-air, auspicious clouds that were almost connected into pieces came from far and near, and the head-shaking mount beast soared into the air in all directions.
At this moment, Feng Jiu stood on the highest auspicious cloud, overlooking the magic below, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Xiao Yan, a rough man, couldn't see that he had such a good popularity, and a big wedding was actually congratulated from all directions, and even His Royal Highness the Third Highness, who was honorable, pulled Cheng Yu and came to join in the fun. However, no one must have been more shocked than the venerable god who was standing beside her calmly at the moment. Originally, Feng Jiu thought that Donghua had given a heavy gift, probably not letting her come, but yesterday, when she looked at Fen Tuli Chi alone in a daze, secretly sighed that she couldn't join in this excitement, and when she saw the beauty of the beauty, the emperor quietly appeared behind her, looked at her for a while, and then asked her which dress she planned to wear to the wedding. Feng Jiu was overjoyed, with a smile on his face, and said with autumn water in his eyes: "Everything is up to you, I will wear whichever one you choose." ”
He added sweetly: "The one you choose must be the best-looking." Donghua was obviously satisfied with this answer, nodded, raised his hand, lifted his robe and sat next to her, and turned into a plate of pipa to peel the pipa for her.
Early this morning, after Feng Jiu got up, he was stopped by the formation in the dormitory. A room of Xian'e first saluted her with a brush, and then surrounded her, combing her hair, combing her hair, and changing clothes and shoes were even more meticulous and thoughtful, but she didn't let her move a finger. Feng Jiu was a little confused for a while, and while letting them fiddle, she was distracted and thought that it seemed that she had never been disturbed by such a battle on the day of her wedding.
Although they were not used to it, Feng Jiu still obediently cooperated with them to finish their work. In the glasses, a peach-colored long skirt is embellished with purple Buddha bells, light and elegant without losing dignity, the towering cloud bun is a pink hairpin flower that matches it, and the white moon bell in her ears flashes a faint ghostly light, reflecting her gorgeous face with a bit of cold beauty.
It is worthy of the well-trained Xian'e of the Nine Heavens, and with a stick of incense, she was dressed up so beautifully, and she was replaced by herself, not to mention, this complicated hairstyle alone was enough to make her fox paws tired and cramp and helpless. After thinking about it, such a battle is still quite good occasionally, but if it is like this every day, just thinking about it makes her shudder.
After the immortals finished their work for her, Feng Jiu left the dormitory and went straight to the study. She knew that Donghua would be waiting for her here for breakfast. But I don't know what he thinks today, that he should have someone serve her like this. Stepping into the study, I saw that Donghua was writing something on the bamboo slips, but he didn't look up, but said leisurely: "Are you still used to it?" ”
Feng Jiu shook his head, and Ling Yun's bun stepped up and shook Huancui with a tinkling sound. Donghua glanced up at her, a smile on the corner of his lips, "I'll get used to it after a few more times." As the emperor of this monarch, he should have such an honor. ”
"Honor?" Feng Jiu's eyes widened, and he raised his right hand and drew an exaggerated circle, "Then a room of people, at their mercy, what kind of honor is it?" Do all the women in the heavenly palace like this? My aunt didn't like it. ”
Donghua said disapprerovitically: "Your aunt will be like this in the future after becoming a queen." ”
Feng Jiu tilted his head and rolled his eyes, "Then I guess my aunt would rather be the crown princess all the time." Fu turned his head to look at Donghua again, "It's been a long time since I've been married, I haven't seen you let people put on such a show, what's wrong today?" ”
Donghua put down the pen in his hand, closed the bamboo slip and put it on the neat stack of books on the side of the desk, got up and walked up to her and said, "I want to see how their craftsmanship is." He looked her up and down for a while, and said approvingly: "I didn't disappoint Benjun." ”
"That's natural," Feng Jiu said with a hint of pride in his tone, "Who doesn't know that you are the most exquisite, and the maidservants sent to your palace are all selected by thousands of people, and they are the most sensible, clever and calm, and they can withstand your assessment." But you're fine, why did you think about assessing them? I've never seen you ask about palace affairs before. ”
Donghua didn't seem to pay attention to her question, but thought for a moment, and looked at Feng Jiu a little inexplicably, "Hmm, it was chosen by thousands of people, so how did you get in in the first place?" ”
Feng Jiu said without thinking: "I was asking Si Ming to help me ......" Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized the meaning of ridicule in Donghua's words, she pursed her lips and looked at Donghua, and two small flames burst out of her eyes.
"It's too much of a joke." Donghua added a sentence of self-reflection. He stroked a hibiscus crystal between Feng Jiu's buns, chuckled, and waved his hand to Chonglin. Chonglin understood and ordered someone to bring breakfast in. Donghua took Feng Jiu's hand and led her to sit at the table, "Today I asked the kitchen to make a few more snacks," glanced at her slightly pursed lips, picked up a turquoise crystal dumpling and put it on Feng Jiu's plate, and said slowly: "In the past, there were no hostesses in this Taichen Palace, so I didn't need them much, just keep the rules." Now I have to do more of my part. The emperor and queen of this monarch still have to have the pomp and circumstance that they should have. ”
Feng Jiu was a little surprised when she said it, especially the sentence "hostess" made her very useful. She knew that Donghua's ability to extinguish fires had always been good, and she also knew that she had not been able to do anything in front of him for a day or two, and the flames had already gone away. She bit her chopsticks and muttered: "Aren't you the least particular about pomp, why did you suddenly learn to pay attention to God?" ”
Donghua took a sip of lotus seed porridge and did not answer her question directly: "If people are too idle, they are easy to have right and wrong, and doing more things can be regarded as a kind of cultivation." ”
"Are you saying that grooming and dressing up is also a practice? Then shouldn't the more than 400 years of land I swept out of an immortal? ”
Donghua's empty left hand bent his fingers and tapped on the corner of her forehead, "It's an enlightenment, if you sweep the land for 400,000 years, it is not uncommon for you to become a god." ”
Feng Jiu snorted vigorously, picked up the crystal dumpling and bit it down as if venting his anger. Donghua smiled in his eyes, and picked up a piece of kidney bean cake and put it on her plate, "Eat more, didn't you say in that book that you want to turn grief and anger into appetite?" ”
Feng Jiu's eyebrows jumped, and he swallowed the food in his mouth, "You actually peeked at my notebook?" When did Emperor Donghua have this habit? ”
Donghua looked at her a little inexplicably: "Ben Jun has never peeked at it, but he turned a few pages in a bright light." Stirring the porridge in the bowl, he continued in a cool voice: "Si Ming is becoming more and more uncreative, it seems that he has been in the Heavenly Palace for a long time. ”
Feng Jiu was speechless for a while, and for a while, his eyes flashed with sympathy.
Si Ming Xingjun, who was passing by the gate of Taichen Palace, couldn't help but sneeze at this moment. He muttered, "Who cares so much about me?" A sense of foreboding rose in his heart, and he pinched his fingers and calculated, but before he could figure out why, he flicked the sleeves of his plain robe and left.