It was a sunny spring day, and two sudden pieces of news shattered the peace that had lasted for many years in the divine realm.

First, in the back garden of the flower emperor, the peony that was supposed to bloom once in 30,000 years was supposed to bloom this time, but this time it was only after 10,000 years before the flower bones appeared.

Second, there is gossip that the Emperor intends to match the little princess of the Zhongshan Dragon God Candle Yin clan and the only son of the Huaxu clan's Qing Emperor, Fucang Shenjun.

It just so happened that the peony in the garden of the Queen of Flowers opened, and in line with the idea of "not wanting to be too embarrassed to meet for the first time", the Emperor of Heaven set the first meeting of the two young gods in the back garden of the Flower Emperor.

As soon as the news came out, there was an endless stream of gods who came to enjoy the flowers in the past few days, and the threshold of the back garden was trampled a few inches shorter.

At that time, Emperor Zhongshan's wife, Cuihe Fairy, died in the Great Wilderness Plain, and Shenjun sealed Zhongshan since then, almost no one has interacted with the gods, and no one has ever seen the appearance of a son and a daughter of Shenjun.

And about the little princess, there are rumors such as "Loach Princess", presumably nine times out of ten she is just a mediocre little god.

However, no matter how mediocre she is, her background is still noble and abnormal.

Now the little princess is 9,700 years old, and she has just reached the age of marriage, so she can invite the Emperor of Heaven to pull the strings for her, and the Qing Emperor recommends her only son.

However, the Emperor of Heaven is not good at pulling the strings, why is it the Divine Monarch of the Heavens? Countless goddesses in the Divine Realm are heartbroken by this.

I still remember that Fucang Shenjun was only 22,000 years old, and it coincided with the marriage of the emperor's daughter, and the banquet lasted for five days. At that time, the dragon girls of the four seas sang and danced first, Xiangjun played the flute horizontally, the prince played the piano with the sound of the piano, and Xi and the goddess beat the drum to echo.

The Heavenly Emperor Xu is wine came up, and suddenly turned his head to look at a young god monarch sitting alone in the southeast corner, and said with a smile: "Fu Cang, why don't you dance the sword to help the fun?"

The young Divine Monarch stood up with his sleeves up, his posture fluttering like a crane, and the long sword was held in his hand for him, as dashing as flowing water.

A song of Haoyue frost ended, his movements also ended, the long sword drew a crisp and beautiful line, the young god monarch stood proudly, his face slightly sideways, the arc of the bridge of his nose and jaw was beautiful and perfect, he raised his hand and handed the long sword back to the dragon girls, his hanging eyelashes were raised, and his eyes were as cold as moonlight.

Peerless.

A sword dance made the Fucang Divine Monarch famous, and also made countless goddesses fascinated, and now the thought that he is about to fall into the clutches of the little princess of the Candle Yin clan is even more heartbreaking.

After less than three moments, the wind suddenly became stronger, and the cascading and turbulent sea of clouds seemed to be suddenly torn apart by a pair of giant hands, and the cyan nine-headed lion flew against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into the pear blossom forest with dazzling branches.

In the snow-white sky, the young Shenjun gently jumped off the lion's back, his wide sleeves swaying, and he was the only son of Emperor Qinghua, Fucang Shenjun.

He actually came alone, without a retinue or a maiden, and led the nine-headed lion to the courtyard of the flower emperor. Until the door of the courtyard, the attendants of the Flower Emperor had already come out and respectfully accepted the reins.

"I wonder what arrangements the Flower Emperor has?" Fu Cang asked in a low voice.

In contrast to his cold and moon-like appearance, his voice was very seductive, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his deep and seductive voice was like a soft feather brush gently brushing through his heart, making people feel half crisp.

The waiters blushed involuntarily, unable to answer his question for a long time.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous humming sound in the sea of clouds, the overlapping clouds were torn mercilessly, and a golden and brilliant long car shuttled forward in the clouds, which was painted with the totem of the dragon god of Zhongshan, and the auspicious light around the body was thousands of miles, and the followers were mighty, no less than a hundred people.

When the huge crowd landed in the pear blossom forest, the small flower forest suddenly seemed a little crowded, and the gods had to give way one after another.

I saw 30 followers in front of me carrying bronze buckets, scooping water with jade spoons, and splashing them on both sides of the road. The thirty fairies in the middle held the purple and gold incense burner, the green smoke curled, and the elegant and cool aroma almost overshadowed the taste of pear blossoms.

Then the last thirty followers laid out the snow-white cloud carpet all the way. This blanket is woven by the weaver girls on the bank of the Tianhe River, and it is decorated with beautiful jade of the Tianhe River, and the one-foot cloud carpet is extremely luxurious, and the little princess actually uses it to pave the way, which is too luxurious.

The last thirty female fairies who followed after the long car held the jade box of the dust feather fan treasure vase, and there were two attendants carrying huge brocade umbrellas. Although there are many of them, they are extremely quiet, and they walk all the way to the courtyard door with amazing momentum, and spread out on both sides, and the long car can be parked in front of Fucang Shenjun.

"The emperor doesn't have this kind of pomp ......"

The gods whispered dissatisfiedly, even if she was the princess of the Dragon God of Zhongshan, she was fierce and followed hundreds of people when she first appeared, did she want to show that her status was unattainable?

The car door was opened with a "squeak", and the attendants carrying the umbrella immediately opened the brocade umbrella and waited on both sides, and the standing fairy respectfully bent her arm, a slender hand on it, and the five nails were painted with bright red Kodan, lined with the fairy's tender yellow sleeves, and the skin looked like fresh snow.

The eyes of the gods were focused on the soft worm - come out, little princess of the dragon god of Zhongshan, and see what you look like to be so arrogant and luxurious!

A slender figure slowly descended from the golden car, the little princess wore a frost-colored dress, on which were densely tattooed countless dark golden dragons with closed eyes, and her long black hair was embellished with gold rings, and there was nothing else ornamented, and there was a kind of impassive luxury.

Her face hangs low in the shadow of a damask umbrella, and the occasional leaking curvature of her cheeks is plump and soft. Supporting the standing fairy, she walked neither fast nor slow, and every step was just right and elegant.

When he walked in front of the Fucang Shenjun, carried the umbrella and took three steps back with the maiden and knelt down to salute, the gods saw the appearance of the little princess of Zhongshan Dragon God for the first time, and the young goddesses were suddenly a little deflated.

The little princess's complexion is extremely white, so her eyebrows and eyes are darker, and her lips are more delicate. Maybe it's because of her noble birth, or maybe it's because the pomp is too big, she has an inexplicable temperament, like an innocent coquettishness, and like a reserved nobility, which makes her look like she will never be like the gods.

What's more, she is so rich and graceful, and there is no dust.

The nine-thousand-year-old age made the little princess's cheeks still have a trace of childish plumpness, her expression was very calm, she couldn't see any inner emotions, and calmly looked at the Fucang Shenjun opposite, as if the handsome young Shenjun standing opposite was just a wooden man with blurred facial features.

Shaking sleeves and bending down to salute, the elegant and cool fragrance covers the entire Kaohuang Island.

"The concubine Zhongshan Dragon God Candle Yin Clan, Xuanyi, has seen Fucang Shenjun. ”

Her voice was as soft as the cool breeze of a summer night.