In the early morning, in the shady green valley, hundreds of birds chirp, the bright sunlight shines on the blooming Panzhihua trees, the milky white morning mist, like a light veil is slowly uncovered, and the fiery red Panzhihua is like a red morning glow floating in the valley.

Outside the courtyard gate, next to the two haystacks on the right, a group of chicken women lowered their heads, looking for food on the ground. A rooster with a flower tail, standing there, looking at them, saw someone coming, it flapped its wings, stretched its neck, put on a posture ready for battle, and when it saw that people were not close, it lowered its head, pretended to have found the grain, and teased the hens who were looking for food.

A guard was bored and kicked the pebbles in front of him, another guard stood upright at the courtyard gate with a knife, no different from the palace, and a guard fed the horses happily, cleaning and sanitation for the horses very seriously, and the other guards slept in the bedroom, and occasionally roared the dream words of the five leaders, and the guards sleeping next to him gently hugged him, and murmured indistinctly: "Xiaohong, Hong'er, why don't you come to see me"

In a small room that exudes a faint fragrance of medicinal herbs, a childish little face is reflected in the mirror in front of the fuchsia dresser with satin-like luster, the face is puffy, flowing with the breath of youth, flashing with a healthy luster, she took the hand towel handed by Yan'er, washed her face seriously, and after washing, sat on the Huanghuali bed of a series of ancient famous doctors and sages such as Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, Sun Simiao, and so on, and said to Yan'er in amazement: " Why hasn't this little old man come back yet, didn't he grow the medicinal herbs in this valley himself? When to plant and when to harvest, doesn't he still have a small notebook to remember? Do you want to pick the Tianxin grass on the cliff, that herb has a strange medicinal effect, and the place where it grows is also strange and dangerous, isn't it necessary for Uncle Shi to die?"

Yan'er looked at the little princess in confusion, and she came to her senses, and hurriedly comforted the princess: "Since Uncle Shi is a fairy-like character, nothing will happen to him, maybe it's him who ......" Yan'er has been with him for a long time, and he can't say that he is ugly.

The little princess looked at Yan'er trying her best to think, her little face turned red, and she was still holding a handkerchief in her hand, and she couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, look at you, it's exactly the same as when I asked Confucius when I was a child, and Confucius couldn't answer, except that he was holding a book in his hand, hahaha......"

Yan'er was a little angry in her heart, and secretly thought: What was a child, aren't you a child now?

The little princess looked at Yan'er's expression a little embarrassed and a little annoyed, she smiled, and suddenly fell silent, making Yan'er at a loss.

In the morning on the mountain, the air was particularly fresh, and **Nan picked up an overlord tree fruit from the ground and put it in his mouth. The fruit is so cool and sweet that it moistens the mouth when you bite into it, but within a few hours, the heat of the sun will dry the fruit like cracked cotton peaches.

This overlord tree is native to Africa, is one of the gifts to the little princess when Bi Luo Jia came, the main trunk is thorny, the leaves are dark green, 15 ~ 20cm long, the flower shape is like the flower of ordinary oleander, the color is white, according to Bi Luojia, the long trunk can reach 8m, now it barely looks about 4m, and at the beginning it was still dead, after all, the soil and water are not adapted, thanks to the little old man, no, it is the old fairy, I don't know what method was used, only to come back to life, and now there is fruit to eat, it is already very good, however, it is only around the summer and other times, other seasons, just