Chi Wei was still smiling, and a hint of kindness and love flashed in his eyes. He gently hugged the emperor and let her rest quietly on his chest, his soft cheek gently rubbing against his arm.

Without any blood relationship, Chi Wei is also willing to accompany the emperor like this, acting as the "guardian" role of both a father and an elder brother.

The previous emperor died early, and he only entrusted this mischievous little dragon with no one to rely on. It was Chi Wei who helped her ascend to the throne and educate and raise her until today. What kind of relationship did she have with him? relatives, vassals, or anything else, Chi Wei didn't know, and maybe there was no need to figure it out.

Because, you are everything to me.

......

"Wow......" There was a collapse and collapse in the secret room, and Ziqi was inexplicably thrown under the labyrinth of the secret passage, which is where the real Qinglong Tibetan Palace is located.

Ziqi barely got up, but found that under her body, there was a red!

"I'm sorry!" she hurriedly picked up Crimson and looked at him with worry and guilt, "That's ...... Are you alright?"

"Everything is fine except for the lumbar vertebrae...... Crimson stood up from the ground, clutching a torch that seemed to have just been extinguished.

"Crimson, where is this?" Ziqi looked around suspiciously, and finally turned her gaze to Crimson, "Also, why are you here?"

Crimson re-lit the torch: "This is the underground Tibetan palace of the Qinglong Clan...... I had heard that it was a strange place and that it was said to contain strange treasures, so I went in and found out what was described in the book. ”

The torches were lit, and a long mural came into view of Ziqi. The traces of ancient engravings, the bizarre and mysterious ancient texts, make people deeply surprised and admired.

"What do these words mean?" Ziqi gently stroked the vicissitudes of the ancient stone slab with her small hand, raising her eyes and looking at the words with distorted strokes meticulously.

Crimson recalled that in the tower of the prayer mountain that day, among the broken books, there were not many scattered accounts of this kind of writing. But it should be enough to understand the gist of these words.

After a little thought, he stepped forward and stretched out his finger to press on the stone wall, followed his fingertips, and read down word by word: "Yue is from Pangu, born in the wilderness. The dragon descends together, and the sky is the king. Harness the boundless water, and combine the essence of the sun and the moon of all beings......" Ziqi listened quietly on the side, nodding from time to time, and his expression was even more serious.

At this time, a certain bat was lying on a narrow wall, full of uncontrollable anger in his heart. The perfect opportunity to be alone with Ziqi was completely snatched away by the red donkey? !

Don't be impulsive! Hold back! The bat thunder silently told himself!

Stealing to benefit the country and the people!

There is no urgency to play with such a thing......

......

On the other side, a certain male protagonist who fainted for unknown reasons is peacefully lying on a luxurious boat cruising gracefully in the sea......

Qing Kou slowly opened his eyes, supported the delicate carved porcelain pillow, and climbed up.

"Yo! Ginger greeted, glancing at him.

"......" Qing Kou looked highly deficient, stretched out his hand to signal him to be quiet, and lay down again.