After settling down in Tianhua Palace, the sky was also dark, and even the Taiyin Xingjun was celebrating the exit of the Third Highness, and the moon today was rare and clean, with a shallow moon halo.

Forget the dust and staggered, until his chin hit the table, and then he retreated a little sleepy.

Shaking his head, he looked forward, and the person on the other side of the table was still reviewing the papers. The stacks of bamboo slips were piled up on his side to form a small mountain.

Forget Chen walked over and compared, the book mountain was even taller than her. It seems that in the past three hundred years, the Heavenly Clan has done a lot of important things.

She sighed loudly and leaned back on the table.

On this first day of errands, she felt a lot of pressure. Her new master has just come out of the customs, so why don't she work so hard. He doesn't rest, even Xian'e, who can't help with her, can't rest.

Think about the past in the mountain temple, you only need to bring a cup of tea and pour water every day, and occasionally you can chat with you.

Thinking like this, she thought in her heart again about the Mountain Protector Divine Monarch and the Blue Dew Immortal. In the afternoon, she pestered the Third Highness to report to her two original masters, and asked the Third Highness to pass on the spirit butterfly to Youyou.

You Xian immediately replied to the message, and the shock was beyond words. Lan Lu and Yamago didn't say anything, and they didn't hear a word at all.

Maybe for them, a reckless Xian'e is not worth caring about. Forget Chen supported his chin with his hand, and comforted himself in his frustration, so that he would feel more at ease when he left the mountain temple. If she really replied, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear the pain of parting.

"The cold iron of the Demon Purification Platform is broken. ”

A cold voice pulled Forget Chen back from his thoughts. She looked up and met his searching gaze, startled.

Why did he suddenly say this to himself?

Could it be that a hand injury made him suspicious. The Celestial Clan really reported everything to him.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move. She decided to test it first, so she suppressed the panic in her heart, looked at him and asked:

"What's that?"

He stared at her for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to review the document. It seems that he was too worried, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After half a month, Wangchen gradually got used to the life of Tianhua Palace. In fact, the days with him were not as bad as she imagined.

He will go to greet the Heavenly Monarch and Queen of Heaven every three or five times, and then forget the dust and rest.

Most of the rest of the time, he was deliberating, either this Xingjun or that Yuanjun. In short, since he came out of the customs, the various immortals of Tianhua Palace have not been broken.

Therefore, there are not many times when Forget Chen actually sees him. Seeing his uncertain face, Forget Chen felt that his life was comfortable.

When she had nothing to do, she lay on the plane tree in Tianhua Palace and took a nap comfortably. It was a tall sycamore with lush foliage. Lying on the tree, I felt that this sycamore seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun. Occasionally, the wind blows, and the leaves are rattled, so comfortable.

After the deliberations of the three highnesses were over, they would occasionally pass under the tree with those immortal officials, talking about some demons, evils, and raising troops.

Every now and then, Forget Dust remained motionless, holding his breath. Because the tree was so tall that it was never found once.

On this day, Wangchen stayed until sunset and didn't hear Chang Jue call her. Usually at this time, it is the time for him to review the paperwork, and he should have called her to add tea and polish ink.

I'm about asleep, so why don't I go back to sleep myself?

Thinking like this, Forget Dust slowly slid down the tree trunk and walked back while yawning.

Passing by Changjue's dormitory, she found that the door of the dormitory was open, but the room was dark.

This made Wuchen a little puzzled, she walked over and knocked on the half-open door: "Third Highness?"

No one answered her. She walked inside again, and lit up the night pearl in the house.

As the light of the Night Pearl turned from shallow to bright, Forget Chen finally saw the situation in the room clearly, and her pupils suddenly constricted.

I saw Chang Jue fall next to the table, his whole body looming, almost translucent.

"Third Highness!" Forget Chen hurriedly ran forward.

His body was cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he shook his shoulders vigorously, but he didn't react at all.

Pills, yes, see what Fairy Wei said, there are pills.

Forget the dust calmly thought, turned around and rummaged in the house. Hold steady, the more this time, the more you can't panic. It will be fine, this is the mighty and brave Third Highness.

While thinking about it, she looked at the room, the pills should not be placed randomly, glanced at the furnishings in the room, she walked to the wooden cabinet by the wall, and pulled out the small wooden boxes on the wooden cabinet one by one.

Dragged to the last one, inside was a small porcelain vase. The pattern on it is very similar to the pill bottle that the Mountain Protector God King gave her at the beginning, so this should be the case.

So she picked up the porcelain vase, rushed to Chang Jue's side, and poured the pill into him.

After waiting for a while, there was no improvement. Forget Chen couldn't wait, so he had to sit down and help him luck and give him a little bit of his spiritual power to try.

She has only three hundred years of spiritual power, and this crossing is basically given to him.

At the beginning, she was able to cultivate this little pitiful spiritual power with a breath of immortal qi from him, and now it can be regarded as returning to its original owner.

"Ouch-"

Before the mana in his hand could be withdrawn, he was numb and fell to the floor.

His butt hurt so much that he wanted to stand up while holding on to the ground. This help can scare her out of the rooster crow.

What the hell is this, this red feather, what about my hands??

Jumping up from the ground and taking two steps, she finally figured out that her true body was revealed.

With a few flutters of her wings, she flew to the bronze mirror and took a picture. With a red body, a long black and red tail, blue and blue back lines, and a handful of golden hair on his head, isn't it a red-bellied golden pheasant.

Alas, now I finally know my own breed. Today, I can be regarded as fulfilling my wish to become a real body.

Forget Dust fluttered his wings and returned to Chang Jue's side. It seemed that the elixir had finally worked, his body no longer flickered, and the translucent situation had improved a little.

I stepped on the back of his hand with my claws, and it was still extremely cold. However, in terms of the condition of the body, it should continue to improve.

As the night wore on, Forget was so sleepy that he blew up his fur and curled up in the crook of his arm. Just enough to keep his head against his chest to confirm his heartbeat.

It is said that when a mortal person dies, the underworld will record the moment of that person's death. She listened to his heartbeat, and if he was suddenly gone, she could make sure he was gone.

It was so cold in his arms.

It's almost comparable to the Extreme Cold Palace, probably this is a cold-blooded person.

Just thinking about it, Wangchen's body tightened, and he was actually hugged. This startled her, and it seemed that this person was fine. So Forget Dust kicked his paws, ready to pounce out of his arms.

Before she fluttered twice, she turned over and pressed her underneath.

I'm dripping chicken feathers, it's really crushing the chicken's life. This product, shouldn't she be treated as a chicken feather mat, or a chicken feather mat with its own heat.

"Ah Ling......"

？？？

Who is Ah Ling.

Forget Chen was pressed to the point that his brain was a little deprived of oxygen, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered that Ah Ling was the fiancée who was killed by himself.

He seemed to be very uncomfortable, humming intermittently, all of which were the words A Ling.

I didn't expect that the three highnesses still liked that fiancée, but it was a pity that the Feng clan did bad things. That woman, maybe she didn't expect that to end up like that.

A Ling A Ling...... How could she not be annoyed by chanting so many times? Forget Chen felt that she was going to be bored of listening.

Between sleepiness and irritability, she felt a little pity for the Third Highness, who was alone with the expectations of the Heavenly Clan, living in such a huge palace, the high pavilion was cold, and no one knew that he was about to disappear.

If his longing fiancée was still there, he would definitely not have been reduced to this.