Lan Lu looked around, took Bai Youxian's hand and walked into the mountain temple.

"The Mountain Protector Divine Monarch won't be able to come back today. Lan Lu closed the door and asked her in a low voice, "Didn't Tianjun allow you to go back to your mansion? Why are you crying like this, but because of the Beihai incident?"

Hearing Beihai, Bai Youxian's expression froze suddenly: "Beihai...... It's the North Sea. ”

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, Lan Lu said softly: "Beihai handed over to Ziyun Divine Monarch, it is indeed unexpected. This matter was decided by the Heavenly Monarch, and the Mountain Protector Divine Monarch is probably not easy to interfere with, so he needs to think about it in the long run......"

"You know?" Bai Youxian stood up in shock.

Lan Lu bowed slightly, hesitated, and said, "I knew the day before yesterday." Originally, Tianjun intended to hand over Beihai to Changyu, but half of the paperwork was completed, and suddenly he changed his mind and gave it directly to Ziyun Shenjun. If it is handed over to Changyu, there may be room for discussion in this matter, but the Purple Cloud Divine Monarch ...... Yesterday, Shan Hu and I went to Yunyan Mansion on the grounds of the mountain star stone, but we didn't even enter the door. ”

"You mean, the Mountain Protector Divine Monarch also knows about this?" Bai Youxian stared at Lan Lu with wide eyes: "Then does he know that Ziyun is going to blackmail me with Beihai?"

Lan Lu was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, so she had to pat her hand lightly and signal her not to worry.

Bai Youxian looked at Lan Lu for a while, then suddenly looked at the incense burner in the hall, and muttered a word. Her voice was so small that Lan Lu didn't hear it clearly.

I wanted to say something more, but Bai Youxian left in a hurry.

After Lan Lu sent Bai Youxian and returned to the hall, he caught a glimpse of something shiny on the bamboo chair, and when he picked it up, it was a piece of fish scales. It looks very smooth and beautiful, and it is often rubbed in the hand.

Didn't you just have a spare drop? Or did you have it before she came?

The sixth day of the lunar month was a good day, but the marriage in the demon world did not take place as scheduled.

Dandan opened the door, and Xuanzhi was still quietly guarding the bedside to read the paperwork as usual. I don't know why, Dandan always feels that it seems that recently, the cold sense of distance on Xuanzhi's body has faded a lot.

Saluting to Xuanzhi, Dandan walked to the window and replaced the dried early plum in the bottle with a yellow plum.

When she took out the dry flower branches, Feng Ling's voice came from behind: "Don't throw ...... it"

Dandan and Xuanzhi were both stunned.

Before Xuan Zhi could go over to help her, Feng Ling struggled to sit up by herself.

Will she be aware of the fire pill......

Although the witch doctor said that if you don't use high-level spells, you won't usually notice it, but Xuanzhi is still a little weak-hearted.

Holding her hand in fear, Xuanzhi just stared at her.

Feng Ling didn't react strangely, just subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. It seems that he really doesn't know about Huo Dan, but this move still makes Xuan Zhi uneasy.

I don't know how to comfort her.

It was her and Changju's child, and she left without even seeing the plum blossoms.

Xuan Zhi had nothing to say about this child, so he had to turn his head to the side to look at the loquat flowers and birds on her quilt.

Feng Ling was unusually peaceful, took her hand away from her lower abdomen, and said, "I still haven't survived the winter." ”

There was only a faint regret in that voice, and I couldn't hear the sadness.

Xuan Zhi turned his head.

I saw her motioning for Dandan to bring the flower branches. The dried branches, the color has not faded, this is Xuanzhi personally picked for her.

Xuanzhi looked at those flower branches, remembering what she said that day, she would marry him with a fan, and her heart couldn't help but hurt. He hesitated for a moment, but still said unconsciously: "Now that the child is gone, I have no reason to force you to marry me." ”

The child is gone.

The smell of the ginger soup still lingers on my lips.

Feng Ling thought that she was numb now. This numbness is more of a relief, as if there is nothing to lose.

When she noticed the faint breath behind the screen, Feng Ling guessed that there was medicine in the soup. The more you care about the child in your belly, how much you care about the child's father. How could she not know this truth.

But the moment she took the cup, she suddenly couldn't hold on. The person who used to suffer for her even had to fight back now wants to harm her, and he has to unite with others to harm her. Somewhere in her heart collapsed, and nothing could keep her going.

It's good.

The wall is thousands of feet, and there is no desire to be rigid.

"But what's uncomfortable?" Xuan Zhi saw that she didn't speak for a long time, and was faintly worried.

Feng Ling didn't answer, she slowly stood the dried flowers on the windowsill, looked at the flower branches, and said, "I don't think the weather is getting warmer." ”

Xuanzhi didn't know why, so he followed her and hummed: "After the reversal of the cold air, it is the beginning of spring." On the first day of spring, the water heating is three points. ”

When it comes to Lichun, Xuanzhi thinks of something: "Little Qi." On the day of the beginning of spring, the spring and cherry blossoms will bloom, and the Netherworld Mountain is the time to look good. On that day, it would be good to hold a succession ceremony for you. ”

This is something that Xuanzhi has prepared for a long time, in the name of Feng Ling, he has been able to accumulate a lot of good reputation in Lichun, and now the grievances of the Feng clan have also been washed away, and only when the iron is hot can the hearts of the people be reconciled. If it drags on any longer, once he interferes more, the abdication will become a problem.

There is no hope of getting married, and he has no intention of forcing it anymore.

Help her ascend to the position of the Demon Lord and assist her before she discovers the truth about the Regent.

If he had protected everything, maybe for a long, long time, she wouldn't have used high-level fire spells. If he could, he hoped that she would never need to make a move for the rest of her life, and preferably not even a low-level spell.

This is probably the best result that Xuan Zhi can think of.

"Don't succeed to the throne. Feng Ling looked back at him.

It was an answer he didn't expect, and he didn't know what to do.

The plum blossoms, which had lost their moisture, fell from the branches and landed right on her hair, and the light shone in through the small window behind her, and the halo was faint. Her whole body seemed to be transparent, and the color was faint.

Xuanzhi didn't know why, and his heartbeat was inexplicably faster.

I was so nervous that I stopped breathing slightly.

Feng Ling pursed her lips and looked at him, for a long time, and said softly: "If you don't dislike me, when the spring comes, let's get married." ”

Let's get married.

She said, let's get married.

Such a beautiful and quiet voice crashed into my heart, and I don't have anything to hope for, this sentence is enough luxury.

Xuanzhi didn't dare to look at her, his eyes were hot, and tears were almost falling.

She took the initiative to mention it, and he had prayed for a response countless times, imagining that she would accept him little by little. But such a marriage proposed by her was something he could not have predicted. Just like when she broke into the Extreme Cold Palace, there will always be unpredictable sweetness in the unpredictable suffering.

Rejoice, the tip of the nose sour with joy.

The road to red dust is difficult, and he can't understand it, and he has no intention of understanding it. Fortunately, God is merciful, even if he is dull and tacky, may he be blessed.