Ting Lan's sip of tea, before he entered his throat, he heard another very shocking news:

"Our family's Xiao Qingxi has diagnosed a happy pulse!" Zhu Jian said, his eyes full of smiles.

Qingluan was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said, "Oh, such a great event, what a joy!

Zhu Jin laughed and said, "You can just move!"

"Congratulations to the fairy, congratulations to the aunt!" Ting Lan got up and congratulated the two of them.

Fairy Hibiscus smiled and waved her hand. Qingluan waved his hand and smiled gently.

Such good news is really joyful. Ting Lan felt it, and she breathed a deep sigh of relief. You must know that not long ago, the Queen of Heaven ran into the Snow Pavilion crying, saying that the situation of the Heavenly Monarch was going to be abolished, and it is still vivid. On that day, it was at the apprenticeship ceremony of the little sister Bodhi.

As a result, after that day, everyone knew that there seemed to be something wrong between the Heavenly Monarch and the Queen of Heaven. The little blue fox named Xueyan was also sent to Cangwu Mountain. Even, in her and His Royal Highness. Senior Sister Bodhi and Emperor Qingtong, when they went to Cangwu Mountain to visit Cangwu Divine Monarch and Jiuhua Divine Daughter together, the two of them did not mention it, so that everyone could see the little fox.

The Heavenly Monarch and the Queen of Heaven, if they have a child now, that little fox is nothing.

She was happy for the Sky Palace. As a member of the Snow Pavilion, this happiness is very sincere. Sometimes she inevitably thinks that even if she is a feather fairy, she will be sincerely happy to know such a loss.

The child who is about to be born will be born in Lingxiao Hall with everyone's joy and expectation.

Just thinking about it makes people happy.

Auntie is so happy, next, she can go back to the Snow Pavilion, right?

Ting Lan tilted her head and thought, and suddenly heard Qingluan say: "Okay, my sister, I'll carry your good wine to the Nine Heavens, and when I see people, I'll give them a jar, okay?"

"Okay, good!" said Zhu Jin with a smile, "You go quickly!"

Qingluan said, and took Ting Lan with him.

Where can I get the good wine from the Sycamore Valley?

I saw my aunt pulling her out of the Vermilion Bird Palace, turning around and turning into a courtyard overflowing with the fragrance of wine. Some of the palace ladies in it, when they saw Qingluan, they saluted very diligently.

Ting Lan thought, this is the wine cellar.

Before she could react, Qingluan had already pulled her into another room. In the room, there are many wine bottles. The rich aroma of wine makes people's brains a little dizzy.

Qingluan was very arrogant and put these wine jars into a small bag in his hand.

This bag is blue and blue, and it doesn't look big, how can it hold so many wine jars? Moreover, it is still a wine jar full of wine. Ting Lan looked very curious.

Qingluan caught a glimpse of Ting Lan's gaze and said with a smile: "This, it's called Qiankun Bag, don't look at his small size, but it can hold a lot of relationships." It's the one we often talk about - the universe in your sleeve!"

I see. Ting Lan's eyes showed a clear gaze.

Qingluan was like a child, and after installing all the wine jars, he took Ting Lan's hand and said with a smile: "Let's go to the Snow Pavilion now!"

Ting Lan smiled and nodded. Her smile was very sincere and very bright. It's finally time to go back to Snow Pavilion. I don't know, Shizun is still worried now!

Thinking about what happened before leaving, Ting Lan was a little absent-minded.

When I came to the Snow Pavilion, I had just entered, and I could hear the voice of the master's ridicule:

"Where did my aunt go to drink?

Ting Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When Qingluan dragged Ting Lan in, except for the high priest, no one else was there. His Royal Highness Xue Yi and Senior Sister Bodhi are not in the Snow Pavilion!

After the high priest saw Ting Lan, his eyes turned, and a very shallow smile appeared on his face, and said, "Ting Lan, you are back!"

Ting Lan immediately saluted and stood beside her with her hands down.

Qingluan took out a few jars of wine at this time, and said with a smile: "This is the sycamore wine that my sister-in-law gave to the high priest and gave to the Snow Pavilion!"

The high priest glanced at Qingluan with a smile, and said in a cordial tone, "Fairy Zhu Hibiscus is so hearty!

Qingluan heard that there was something in Xichan's words, she didn't plan to answer it, she only smiled: "I have hollowed out my sister-in-law's family today! Why didn't I see you thank me?!"

The high priest smiled and said, "We all call you aunt in the Snow Pavilion! Doesn't this show the attitude of the Snow Pavilion! Auntie is living like a child!"

"Like a child, what's so bad?" Qingluan said, his tone slightly melancholy.

The high priest turned to Ting Lan and said, "Ting Lan, you go and rest first, and then come to me later, I have something to tell you." ”

Ting Lan immediately saluted and retired.

As soon as Ting Lan left, the smiles in the eyes of Qingluan and the high priest fell.

"Ah Chan, I came to you, not for anything else-"

"Auntie, why are you bothered!"

Qingluan lowered her head and said, "Achan, for the sake of the snow, you can tell me what you see!"

Xichan's tone was serious, and she said, "Auntie, this-unspeakable." ”

Qingluan was helpless and said, "For the sake of me guarding two generations of high priests, Ah Chan-"

"Auntie!" Xichan's voice became stern, "Auntie doesn't know, I can't talk to anyone about such a thing, otherwise, what awaits me may not be as simple as the sea of vain." ”

When Qingluan heard this, a tear suddenly overflowed in his eyes.

Xichan is in a hurry.

"Ah Chan, tell me the truth, is there anything wrong with that child?" Qingluan's tone was sad.

Xichan silently lowered her head.

"Why the hell?" Qingluan suddenly sat down on the ground, unable to say a word.

"Auntie, it's man-made. No one can say for sure what will happen in the future. Xichan comforted weakly.

"But you're the High Priest of the Snow Pavilion!Achan, can't I—can't I—tell me?" Qingluan pleaded again.

"Auntie, do you really think that Master, because of his cultivation, is in the land of ruins and returns to chaos?"

"Auntie, do you really think that the High Priest of the Snow Pavilion will never have a good ending, and it is a fate that cannot be escaped?"

"Auntie, do you really think that the High Priest of the Snow Pavilion can see the past, change the present, and intervene in the future?"

"Auntie, do you really think that it was just a simple accident that Shizun and His Majesty the True Emperor both returned to chaos in the Land of Ruins?"

The white-robed high priest, with a cold tone, asked questions one after another.

In the snow pavilion, the pure white stone is still so white.

Qingluan, who was dressed in a green shirt, felt confused for the first time.