The meditation cultivator was also polite, and accepted Master Huo's affection - although he basically didn't need his help with his ability, he was now in the human world, and he might have the opportunity for the other party to contribute in the future, so he would respond first.

Ah Piao changed from a ghost back to a human and returned home, because of the recovery of memory, his personality is different from the stupid cuteness when he was missing, and the sane Huo Zijue is completely like a rich son.

Treat people modestly and politely, speak in a relaxed manner, calm and steady, when he doesn't talk to the Yuan Circle, he is a completely different person, and only when he faces the Yuan Circle, he will recover some of Ah Piao's liveliness.

"Master......" As soon as Huo Zijue spoke, he was interrupted by the Yuan Circle.

"Wait a minute. Pander to...... No, Zijue, you are now a human, not a ghost, you can't call me master anymore. Well, let's call my sister. After thinking for a while, he suddenly slapped his thigh, "Yes, you can recognize me as a godsister and a brother for me!" ”

Regardless of Huo Zijue's lack of understanding, he beckoned and made a decision directly, "Come on, come on, call sister." ”

Huo Zijue thought for a while, maybe he thought it was good, so he raised his handsome face and called with a smile: "Sister! ”

As a result, there are fewer ghost subordinates in the Yuan Circle, but there is an extra brother, who is alive and very smart and good at making money.

In order to thank the meditation cultivators for their life-saving grace to Huo Zijue, Huo Ziji followed his father's wishes, and left the benefactor to eat in the house, and the meditation wanted to refuse, but when he saw that his princess seemed to be very happy, he changed his mind and agreed.

They were treated very well-mannered, and after eating, the meditation monks said goodbye and returned home.

In the past six months, because Ah Piao is a ghost, she can follow her wherever she goes, and she is always on call. Now that he has recovered his human body, it is naturally impossible to be by her side every day as before, but he can see him as a human being again and continue his unfinished life, and Yuan Quanquan is really happy for him.

Back at the palace, Yuan Quanquan thought that he had almost misunderstood Huo Dashao because of Jieya's "panic report on the military situation", so he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.

Jieya didn't know how many white eyes she was smashed along the way, and she thought that she had inadvertently provoked this princess Niangniang, and after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure out where she was upset, so she could only eat this string of white eyes inexplicably.

At night, when Yuan Huanquan was about to take off his clothes and bathe, he habitually turned around in front of the bronze mirror and glanced at his back.

There was no movement for some time ago, but at this moment, at a glance, the Yuan Circle immediately jumped up.

"North Hall, North Hall! Come and see! The flowers are blooming again! ”

Hearing this, the meditation cultivator walked over and lowered his eyes to take a look, indeed.

The three-petaled flower, which had stopped for so long, now has one more petal and has become four-petaled.

The petals of the flower on the other side are slender and long, and the head is a little curvy, and the four petals are arranged together like four fingers that are bent up.

The meditation cultivator's hand gently stroked the smooth back, traced it carefully along the four petals, lowered his head and kissed in that position, raised his head, hugged the Yuan Huanhuan from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, looked at her in the mirror and said: "The small circle has done a good thing again, and it is also a big thing to save people's lives, this is a reward from God." ”

"Reward a fart!" Yuan Quanquan laughed and scolded, "This is the raw material of your rib." ”

Speaking of this, she counted the days, as if there were not a few days left before the fifteenth full moon.

…… She's going to be "bloodsucked" again.

"Sooner or later, I'll be sucked dry by you." Glancing at the man in the mirror, Yuan Quanquan joked.

Ming Xiu immediately replied: "It's this king who was sucked dry by you to ......" There is still half a sentence hidden in the ears of the Yuan Circle, and the warm breath next to her ears and the lips that deliberately touched her made the temperature on her face instantly rise.

“…… You beast! ”

Dasheng Dynasty Kyoto is located in the north, late autumn, the temperature is already very low, Yuan Quanquan began to be lazy in the morning, unwilling to get up, nestled in the warm quilt to continue to sleep.

And the meditation still has to get up early every day to go to the palace to go to the court, before leaving, open the quilt to have a very "deep" good morning kiss, and kiss the Yuan Quan, who is still half-asleep and half-awake, before letting go of her, and going out with a satisfied look.

slept until three o'clock in the morning, Yuan Quanquan was reluctantly dug out of the quilt by Xiao Zhi, and after cleaning up, after breakfast, he was nesting in the soft collapse of the house to read the notebook, and suddenly saw Xiang'er running in from outside in a panic, looking nervous.

"Princess, it's not good, the prince is fighting with people in the academy!"

Yuan Quanquan was stunned for a long time before he realized that Xiang'er was talking about Yuan Xiaobao, and threw the book away, "What? Fighting? ”

How can baby zombies get into a fight with people? Bullied?

Although it is a little zombie picked up, the Yuan Circle still raises people as their own sons, and at first glance they hear that their sons are fighting with people, just like modern parents know that their sons are fighting at school, and they are in a hurry, and their first reaction is to go to school.

As a result, before he reached the gate of the palace, he saw Yahuan, who usually took care of Yuan Xiaobao, leading the little guy into it from the outside.

"What's going on?" Stepping forward quickly, Yuan Quanquan squatted down and grabbed Yuan Xiaobao, checked him back and forth, left and right, up and down, and found that he was intact, and his clothes were not even wrinkled, let alone the scars she imagined.

"Mother's ......" Yuan Xiaobao seemed to be a little aggrieved, his small mouth was flat, and his eyes that were bent into two small crescents when he laughed on weekdays were also drooping at this time, looking at Yuan Quanquan with a pitiful little appearance, as if he was really bullied.

Yuan Quanquan was poked by his appearance in the soft part of his heart, and immediately felt distressed, touched the face of the little zombie, looked up and asked Yahuan Xiaoyan, "What happened?" ”

Xiao Yan hurriedly explained the whole story.

Today, Yuan Xiaobao went to the school as usual, as usual, obediently listened to Mr. lectures, sat obediently during breaks, and occasionally played with friends in the same school.

Yuan Xiaobao is not a normal child, he is a little zombie, and there is still a big difference between him and a living child - although he can't be seen from the outside, if someone looks at him carefully, he can still find his differences.

When he first entered the school, Yuan Quanquan reminded him not to let others find out about his differences, the little guy is also very obedient, hiding himself well, so far, even the girl who takes care of him has not found anything.

The reason for this fight is not this, but because other children say that Xiaobao is a child who was picked up, not an orthodox prince of the palace at all, and a child who has no father, no mother and no one wants.

Although Yuan Xiaobao is a five-hundred-year-old zombie, he was only five years old when he died, and he should have been loved and cared for by his parents, but he lost the opportunity to continue to enjoy life before his life began, so he left his parents and relatives.

is a poor baby, and after being a zombie in the cemetery for 500 years, he was brought back by the Yuan Circle, and he lived a normal human life again, feeling the love from his elders. Suddenly, one day someone pointed at his nose and said that he picked it up, a poor worm that no one wanted, and couldn't help but think of his miserable life, and the little guy couldn't help it, so he was impulsive.

Although he was a zombie, he was extremely nimble on his hands and feet, and knocked the kid who laughed at him to the ground in a few strokes.

The children who study in Xianyingtang are either rich or expensive, they are all delicate babies who are held in the palm of their hands, where is Yuan Xiaobao's opponent. According to Xiao Yan, the child who was beaten by Xiaobao was the little son of the Hou Mansion of Ding'an, the second son of the eldest son of the Hou of Ding'an, and the eldest grandson of the Hou Mansion.

"From the Ding'an Hou Mansion?" silently recalled, the flower-viewing banquet I participated in before, wasn't it in the Ding'an Hou Mansion?

"The Hou Mansion already knows about this, princess, do you need to report this matter to the prince and concubine?"

Yuan Quanquan just wanted to say that there was no need to disturb the concubine, when he heard an urgent voice behind him.

"What's going on? Who bullied the precious grandson of the mourning family? ”

Turning her head, she saw that the concubine was walking briskly towards this side with a worried face.

"The Mother ......"

"Grandma'......"

Yuan Xiaobao called "grandma" weakly, and his little face was even more aggrieved.

When the concubine saw his expression, she thought how much he had been wronged and how much he had been bullied, and held Yuan Xiaobao's little face like the Yuan circle just now, and carefully examined his whole body, and found that he was not hurt and knocked, and a hanging heart was put down.

"What's going on, who is bullying the baby? Xiaobao, you tell grandma, grandma is the master for you! ”

Yuan Xiaobao looked at the concubine aggrievedly, and the soft and glutinous children's voice with the aggrieved tone pierced people's hearts: "They said that I was picked up by my mother outside, not the real son." Say I'm a poor kid who no one loves ......"

"Nonsense!" The concubine's beautiful eyes were horizontal, "Who said that our little treasure is loved by no one and no one loves it?" Whose children are so uneducated? How dare you arrange the son of our Ming Palace? ”

Yuan Quanquan stood aside, and could see that the concubine was really angry, and stepped forward and echoed with the same righteous indignation: "That's it!" How does this Ding'an Hou Mansion teach children, even our people in Mingwang Mansion dare to scold! ”

"Ding'an Hou Mansion?" The concubine quickly grasped the point, stood up and looked at the Yuan Quanquan, "Is it Xiaobao scolded by that little grandson of Ding'an Hou?" ”

Yuan Quanquan nodded, "Hmm." ”

"How unreasonable!" When the concubine heard that it was the little prince of the Ding'an Hou Mansion who bullied Xiaobao, she seemed to be even more angry.

A child who is only five or six years old doesn't understand anything, how can he know what Xiaobao's background is. He would say that about Xiaobao, and he must have heard others say that. And besides the elders in the family, who else will directly affect the children?

When the child said this, it meant that someone in the Ding'an Hou Mansion was arranging it behind his back.

What a daring!

"Grandma, they said I was a child that no one wanted, and I was angry, so I ...... And he beat them...... I ......"

"Well played!" The concubine interrupted the little zombie's self-examination, and actually encouraged him, "You should fight!" If you dare to bully our little baby, you have to teach them a lesson! Otherwise, it will make people think that our Ming Wangfu is easy to bully! ”

Yuan Quanquan was a little surprised by the violentness of the concubine: "......"

Mother, it's okay!