Xiang Mobai seems to be a little stupid, but in fact, he has his own ideas, but he is not good at expressing them.

If it weren't for Bo Yuandao's identity as Xiang Mobai's companion beast, the fan wouldn't have imagined that Xiang Mobai and Liaoyuan Shenjun had this relationship.

From the beginning of his awakening, he was sent into a dark prison by the Flame Emperor, and he was finally able to return to the god master, but he was disgusted by the god master and sent to mortal dust in a deceptive way.

With such an experience, if you are someone else, I am afraid that you have already hated the Burning Plains Divine Monarch, right?

Zhifan remembered that Xiang Mobai had said that his bloodstained hands were very dirty, thinking that since that time or earlier, he had already realized that what the Liaoyuan Shenjun and himself had done was definitely not a righteous act, but because of the friendship between the master and servant of both sides, he had not been able to change the status quo.

Now that the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch has been reincarnated, Xiang Mobai finally has the right to choose freely, so how can he force the fan to him?

"Since you've made up your mind, I respect your choice." He got up, patted the dust on his body, and smiled at Xiang Mobai.

Since childhood, no one has taught Xiang Mobai the word "respect", whether it is the Flame Emperor or the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch, they all come and go as soon as they call him, as if everything is so taken for granted.

The fan was the first to respect his choice and the first to reach out to him.

Xiang Mobai also sincerely admired and thanked the fan, "The girl who holds the fan, you are right, there is no stain that cannot be washed, only inexhaustible delusions. From now on, I should let go of the delusions in my heart, change my mind, and be a new person!"

Holding the fan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and smiled, "Very good, I believe you!"

Xiang Mobai grinned, and then scratched his head, "Fan girl, let's go to the Qing Court Hall now and unlock the insect control technique on the second prince of Long!"

"Okay, go now!" Holding a fan and pinching his shoulder, he jumped into the sea with him and came to the Qing court palace.

It was late at night, Ran Xi and his wife had already left, and Ran Xi and his young son Ran Rong, who had been tossing all day, had also fallen asleep, and only the second princess was still sitting in front of the bed, holding a piece of cut and formed silk, and was sewing clothes with stitches and threads.

It was a tiny piece of clothing, as if it had been sewn for a newborn baby.

I didn't pay much attention to the fan before, but at this time I noticed that the second princess had a pregnant belly that was three or four months old, and I thought that the small clothes she sewed by herself were made for the child in the womb.

While guarding her husband and sewing clothes for her unborn child, these two princesses are really virtuous and understanding.

"Second Princess?" Standing outside the large open door, he knocked politely.

The second princess hurriedly put the needlework in her hand on the bed, and quickly stepped forward, owing a debt, "Zhirou to meet the princess."

After saying that, she slowly raised a pair of radiant eyes, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xiang Mobai on the side of the fan.

After a brief moment of stunned, Zhirou quickly took off the sword hanging from the wall, her eyes showed fear, but she did not hesitate to draw the sword, pointed at Xiang Mobai angrily, and shouted: "Thief, don't hurt my husband again."

Holding the fan and pressing down her sword-holding hand, she persuaded kindly: "Second Princess, you misunderstood, Xiang Gongzi was also subjected to the Sleep Technique, so he would lose his mind and attack the Second Prince Long.

Right now, Xiang Gongzi's sleeping technique has been solved, and he came to unravel the insect control technique on the second prince of Long, and return the Beihai to a clean place."

"Really?" Zhi Roudai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her eyes were full of doubt.

"It's true! The second princess can let down her guard and give Xiang Gongzi a chance to mend his ways."

Zhirou hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Xiang Mobai again, and said in a loud voice, "I'm sorry, Crown Princess, Zhirou can't gamble with her husband's life."

"Can't you trust me?" The fan asked.

"Zhirou doesn't trust you, but she can't trust him."

Xiang Mobai is the person who brought the fan, but he can't believe him, in fact, there is no difference from doubting the fan.

The fan is racking his brains to find enlightenment

The second crown princess said that a sonorous and powerful voice came from behind her, "If His Royal Highness is willing to be a guarantee, can the second crown princess give it a try?"

"Bo Yuan?" Holding the fan and looking back, with a shallow smile on his face.

Bo Yuan will come here at this moment, and there is only one possibility, that is, when she was in the dark prison, Bo Yuan had already discovered her.

Bo Yuan did not expose her tricks on the spot, but acquiesced to what she did, and appeared in time to support her.

For the fan, Bo Yuan really can't bear to help her, and sending someone to send her back to the Nine Heavens should be his last stubbornness, right?

Zhirou put her sword into the sheath, bowed and saluted, "Zhirou has seen His Royal Highness the Nine."

"Can the Second Crown Princess trust Her Highness?" Bo Yuan Dao.

"His Royal Highness the Ninth is highly respected, and Zhirou can be trusted."

Bo Yuan glanced at Xiang Mobai, his attitude was stiff, and his tone was indifferent, "Why are you stunned, why don't you go quickly!"

Xiang Mobai's attention had always been focused on the fan, and when he saw her smile and beckoned, he walked into the room.

From the moment Xiang Mobai entered the door, Zhirou never looked away, she followed Xiang Mobai to the bed, her eyes were full of vigilance.

It wasn't until Xiang Mobai reached out to the top of Ran Xi's abdomen and took out Ruan Shan in Ran Xi's body in the air that Zhirou's tense nerves were relaxed.

She sat in front of the bed, carefully woke up Ran Xi, took his hand, and asked him if he felt unwell?

Except for the worse complexion, everything else is fine.

Zhirou asked him meticulously if he wanted to drink water and if he wanted to eat......

Xiang Mobai finished what he had to do and exited the room, and on the corridor outside the house, he saw the crystal table, sitting next to each other, Fan and Boyuan.

Bo Yuan clasped his hands around his chest, his eyes fell on the giant shell not far away, and he didn't say a word, as if he was still angry.

Holding the fan, he supported his head with one hand, and a pair of autumn eyes stared directly at Bo Yuan's side face, with an intriguing smile on his face.

Bo Yuan was stared at weakly, and finally looked over, and said solemnly, "Aren't you going to give me a reasonable explanation for today's events?"

Holding the fan calmly, "This matter is not in a hurry, let me take a good look at you first."

"See what I'm doing?"

"I see my own husband, do I still need a reason? If I have to ask for a reason, then I can only blame my husband for being too handsome, and I can't take my eyes off it."

"Don't try to change the subject, Your Highness won't eat your set." Bo Yuan no longer looked at her, but he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and the word "husband" in his mouth would always make him very useful.

"You're not funny at all!" After sighing lightly, he clapped his hands and got up, "It's a shame that the queen mother told me today that she was in a hurry to hold her grandson. Even with an elm head like yours, if you wait for another 1,800 years, you may not be able to open your mind."

As soon as the words fell, the fan felt a tight little hand, and the person leaned uncontrollably to the ground, and happened to fall into the crook of Bo Yuan's arm.

"Why are you dragging me?" She asked.

"Let me know that His Highness has never been an elm head." With that, Bo Yuan's lips were already attached to her lip flap.

With punishment, with provocation, with full possessiveness, Bo Yuan's kiss was extremely aggressive, and within a moment, it had already made the fan blush, and he gasped again and again.

Bo Yuan took advantage of his slight advantage and spoke out to suppress people, "Little wild cat, do you dare to tease me?"

"Why don't you dare?" Holding a fan to hook his neck, he took the initiative to stick his thin lips on, brutally snatched it in his mouth, and declared his control in a high-profile manner.

Bo Yuan is anti-customer-oriented, from passive to control, little by little the sweetness in her mouth is taken as his own, and little by little he heals the pain in his heart.

The two of them kissed and forgot themselves, but Xiang Mobai left lonely and lonely.

Before, he didn't know what kind of emotion he had for holding a fan, but now he knew.

The fan is a beacon to him, which obliterates the darkness,

Illuminate his way. He has admiration and admiration for the fan, but he has never had half of his delusions.

For the rest of his life, the Fan will be the only deity in his mind, and he will also be the most loyal believer of the Fan. It is a sin for a believer to blaspheme the gods, and it is time for him to atone for himself.

———

After the dust settled on the matter of Beihai, Zhifan and Boyuan returned to the Xiaguang Hall hand in hand.

According to the previous agreement, Bo Yuan ordered the God of Food to prepare a new table of meals, with a pot of elixir and jade liquid, and the two of them finally ate their first meal after the wedding.

Like all newlywed Yan'er's young couples, the fan would pick up vegetables for Bo Yuan, and tell him with a smile what was delicious, what he liked to eat, and what he should eat more.

The same will be true of Boyuan.

Seeing the elixir and jade liquid in the cup, Zhi Fan talked about his glorious deeds of stealing his master's wine and drinking it when he was young, and being drunk for three days and three nights. Seeing the deer tendons on the table, Bo Yuan couldn't help but think of when he became a baby, and he was almost shocked by choking to death with a piece of deer tendon.

The two of them drank and chatted, and neither of them forgot the past mentioned by Lan Xinrui, but neither of them took the initiative to mention it.

After three rounds of drinking, the night is dark.

The two of them came to the bed from the wine table, walked hand in hand, and staggered all the way to the bed. As if drunk into a mess, the two fell asleep in bed and fell asleep with their clothes.

But in fact, both of them were very sober.

The fan didn't want Bo Yuan to see the scars on her body, so as not to touch that bad memory, why wasn't Bo Yuan like this?

In the next half a month, the fan would fall asleep in one step before Boyuan on the grounds of being lame sleepy and tired, and even sometimes, he would live in Fanyun Palace on the grounds of accompanying Ranmi, and not go back to Xiaguang Hall to live.

Bo Yuan naturally knew what she was avoiding, so he didn't complain at all, in other words, if the fan didn't use these reasons to escape, then the person who used these reasons to escape would be him.

Both husband and wife try to avoid touching the past as much as possible, but sometimes that's how it is, the more you are afraid of avoiding something, the more it will come uninvited and confuse people's minds.