I listened to them whispering how Lingyu seduced Li Ye, and what they said was colorful, with a nose and eyes, as if she was at the scene and saw it with her own eyes.

I shook my head, as if I hadn't heard. When I passed by the gate of the Xuan Palace, I suddenly saw a figure walking out of the phoenix flower forest in a hurry, and I hurriedly called out to him.

Gou Chen paused and waved his hand.

He originally belonged to the same position as Teng Snake, and after the end of the nine-day war, he went to Yingxing Division and found a position in charge, specializing in large and small cases caused by the gods out of boredom.

"Is there an eyebrow about the trapped dragon array before?"

Gou Chen has always been a serious color, and said with his hands: "There are some small eyebrows, and they are continuing to investigate, and they will inform the fifth princess as soon as there is a result." I nodded, and he didn't stop.

Gou Chen always wears his official robe and comes and goes in a hurry, unlike Teng Snake, it is not okay to let him go back to enjoy his life, he has to rely on our West Sea.

I subconsciously glanced at the entrance of the upper hall, the vermilion gilded door was closed, and there was no figure in sight. I withdrew my gaze and followed Hotaru to the plum blossom forest.

When I arrived at the plum blossom forest, Aunt Ling was sitting under a white plum tree with a book in her hand, and there was a stack of fresh plum blossom cakes on the table. She looked up, smiled softly and beckoned to me.

I walked under the plum tree with my head down and trotted over to sit down beside her.

My mother went early, and Aunt Ling cared for me more, although she was not related by blood, she had already regarded her as a relative in her heart.

I was holding the plum blossom cake and eating it, but when I looked up, I saw Aunt Ling looking at me with a soft smile, although her eyes were soft, she looked a little embarrassed.

"Zhaozhao, did Ye'er tell you about Tingyu coming back?" Aunt Ling smiled and stretched out her hand to wipe the residue from the corner of her mouth for me, and asked softly.

I shook my head.

Ting Yu is Liye's 'sister', and this 'sister' is a little special.

During the previous war, the Fire God Venerable was seriously injured and almost shattered. After my mother rescued him, she hid him in a cave and went alone to lure away the pursuers.

But who knew that this cave actually hid a 'spirit' that is rare in the world.

The Five Directions Divine Deity is in the form of gas, which is also similar to this 'spirit'. The spirit is distangible, but it can transform into various appearances, but it can be male or female, old or young, but every time it transforms, it cannot be held for a long time, and the form will dissipate within one night.

What happened in the cave that night is known to the god of fire. The most widely circulated outside is that on that day, the spirit turned into a woman, and with the appearance of the god of fire and the sweetheart, there was a joy of fish and water.

In fact, this kind of thing has not happened before, there have been other immortals who have experienced the play and harassment of the spirit, the spirit is invisible, to put it bluntly, it is the same as the air, but this fire god is in the form of gas, where is it the same as those ordinary immortals.

This spirit absorbed part of the qi of the Fire God's body, and actually maintained a female form to give birth to a baby girl.

The Fire God Venerable looked cold on his face, but he was not such a ruthless person, and the appearance of this spirit was seven or eight points similar to my mother's, so the Fire God Venerable recognized the baby girl back from the hateful sky.

As for the spirit, after giving birth to a baby girl, she could not maintain her human form and returned to the form of a spirit. Before Ling left, the Fire God Venerable issued an order that she would not be allowed to leave the Heaven of Hatred again.

When the baby girl grew up, the fire god gave her the name Tingyu and did not let her leave the surname.

The birth of a 'Ling' child is a rare thing that has not been heard of for thousands of years, and who knows what her body is? This kind of thing cannot be said on the face, and it is said to the outside world that Tingyu was born to Aunt Ling, and the body is a Vermilion Bird.

But I've heard Aunt Ling say that the body of the Pavilion is the same as the Fire God Venerable, it is a heavenly fire.

It's like the Fire God Venerable was sucked away by the spirit and sent it to the spirit for a few months, and then he was born as an individual on his own.

I originally kept a distance from Liye, and Ting Yu hadn't seen her twice, and I heard that she had gone down to the Ninth Dynasty of the Mortal Calendar for a series of catastrophes, and she hadn't come back for a long time.

Aunt Ling took my hand and gently brushed away the white plum blossoms that fell in my hair.

"Zhaozhao, no matter what happens in the future, Aunt Ling hopes that you will always believe in Liye. ”

Aunt Ling looked like she was entrusting a lifelong event, she gently rubbed my hand, the corners of her mouth were raised, and there was a little light in her eyes, as if she was filled with tears.

I was silent and didn't rush to say yes, I didn't want to promise my loved ones something I wouldn't necessarily be able to do.

I want to believe Liye, but I don't know what to believe him, whether to believe his childish words when he was young, or to believe that he fell in love with Lingyu.

"You really look like your mother. ”

Aunt Ling choked up as she spoke, a tear flowed down the corner of her eye, she hurriedly wiped the tears from her face, took a breath and tried to stabilize her emotions.

It's not the first time that Aunt Ling has cried because she misses my mother.

I got up and gently stroked her back, and said softly, "Aunt Ling, don't be sad, my mother won't be happy if she knows." ”

Aunt Ling raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and slowly spit out the breath she had just held out, she patted my hand, turned around and pulled me in front of her, and nodded with a smile.

When I said goodbye to Aunt Ling and came out of the plum blossom forest, I saw from a distance that Li Ye was enjoying the plum blossoms with Lingyu in another red plum forest, Li Ye was facing away from me, Lingyu seemed to see me, she was holding a broken plum blossom in her hand, and smiled at me very naturally.

There was neither ostentation nor mockery in her smile, just a natural smile like when she saw an old man.

But like a knife, it expelled me from their world.

She retracted her gaze and smiled at Li Ye and said something, Li Ye took the plum blossom branch in her hand and pinned it between her ears and temples.

I looked at them lightly, but suddenly felt that between them, it seemed as if I was the superfluous person, a person who was forced to intervene because of the order of my parents.

I retracted my gaze, turned around and walked out, and Hotaru, who had been waiting on the side, raised her voice and said loudly as if she was afraid that others would not hear, "Congratulations to Princess Yuzhao." ”

She snorted at Red Merlin after she finished speaking, and went out with me.

I didn't look back, I just felt that Hotaru's voice was too much, and I was silent on the way and didn't speak. It wasn't until she reached the gate of heaven that Xiao Ying said in a very low voice, "Is the crown princess angry?"

I looked back at her cautious and shook my head with a relieved smile.

But my relieved smile didn't seem to have any effect, she lowered her eyes and lowered her head, bowed and whispered: "The princess walks slowly." ”

"Don't do anything like that in the future. I dropped a sentence, and I heard her say behind me, "But...", but I didn't hear anything clearly.

For the first time in thousands of years, I felt worthless because of Liye's rejection of another son.

I went back to the Dragon Palace absentmindedly, and I didn't want to go anywhere, even the reception banquet of Tingyu to leave the hated sky I also shirked off by being unhappy.

In the past few days, I often go to Hantan Pond, which is the coldest place in the entire Dragon Palace.

There is an ice begonia planted by the mother by the side of the pond, the ice begonia blooms is a frost flower, because the flower shape is like a begonia, so the mother gave it the name of the ice begonia at will.

Everything around the pond was ice, and there was a Xiaoice lake carved out of the cold ice, which was originally a hole that had been smashed out of the sky by a fire earlier.

That fire is a fire boy with a stubborn personality, who claims to be a fire boy who is the emperor and what is under the throne.

It's been so long that I can't remember. At that time, I was only about a thousand years old, and I had not yet learned from Master Qingming. When the karmic fire boy left, he domineeringly ripped away a piece of jade pendant from my waist.

Later, I carved this hole into a Xiaoice lake, and there was nothing in the ice lake, and those small fish and shrimp became ice cubes as soon as they got close to the cold pool, let alone inside the ice lake.

My mother tied a swing under the begonia tree, and she used to take me to swing under the tree and teach me to sing small songs. Every time my mother sings that song, the ice begonia will bloom a red flower, but unfortunately, the red begonia flower will be frozen in just two seconds and become the same ice blue as the surroundings.

My mother once said that this song was originally a guqin song, and one day this ice begonia tree will hear the song played by the guqin, and it will bloom with fiery red begonia flowers.

My mother played it for me, but she smiled and shook her head and said that she couldn't let this ice begonia bloom again.

I don't understand why, at that time, my mother and son were already weak enough to stay in the cold for a long time, and I didn't dwell on this matter anymore.

Later, I came to play music under this ice begonia to it, but it only fell on my head full of ice flowers, let alone fiery red flowers. I was a little sad and felt that my mother was just framing me with this story, so that I could practice the piano well.

I sat on the swing under the tree, leaning on the frozen swing rope and shaking it gently, the lifeless ice lake kept rising white cold, like ginseng and black chicken soup in winter.