Fu Huan opened his mouth, thought for a while, and looked at Leng Yuan in embarrassment, "Sister, I can't help you with this matter."
"Why?" Leng Yuan's face changed slightly, but there was still a smile on the corner of her lips.
"Since my sister likes it, she should fight for it by herself, let alone..." Fu Huan felt helpless in her heart, she didn't dare to reveal her feelings for Si Qing in front of Leng Yuan, and she didn't dare to speak too harshly in front of Leng Yuan, so as not to affect the friendship. .
It's really troublesome, why she and Leng Yuan fell in love with the same person.
Leng Yuan looked at Fu Huan and saw her rejecting her request for the first time, she understood the current relationship between Fu Huan and Si Qing from the bottom of her heart.
To say that the first time Fu Huan was willing to help her invite Si Qing to Lianchi, it meant that their relationship was not deep at that time, at most they were in the ignorant stage, so Fu Huan didn't refuse her and delivered the letter for her.
But this time, if the relationship between them had not reached the point where they confessed their sincerity to each other, with Fu Huan's temperament, they would never reject her as a sister.
It seemed that she had to do something.
"Well, what you said is reasonable, I will go to Si Qing myself." Leng Yuan raised the corners of her lips, her expression was gentle and harmless.
Hearing this, Fu Huan also felt relieved.
"It's windy in the garden, you've just recovered, you'd better go back and rest earlier." Leng Yuan said.
"Hmm." Fu Huan nodded.
After the words fell, Leng Yuan didn't say anything more, and left with Zhu Ling.
After the two left, Ziyu stepped forward, supported Fuhuan, and frowned slightly, "Master, why do I feel that something is wrong with God Leng Yuan today?"
She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she could always feel that Leng Yuan didn't treat her master like she used to.
"Grandma Yu, don't think too much, it must be that I rejected my sister's request, which made her feel a little uncomfortable." Fu Huan defended Leng Yuan. In her heart, apart from Emperor Ziwei, Leng Yuan was the one who treated her the most. good person.
"Yes, maybe I was overthinking, let's go back soon." Ziyu said.
After finishing speaking, the two also turned around and headed towards the Huangyu Pavilion.
Walking on the road, Fuhuan remembered what Leng Yuan said just now, "Master Mingshen is in Wuji Palace again today?"
"It is said that it is, is the master going to go?"
"No, it's better to behave in the heavenly realm, so as not to cause trouble."
After returning to the room, Fu Huan went to the table to pour himself a glass of water. As soon as his fingers touched the glass, he shrank back, and his eyes fell on a leaf next to the glass.
Fu Huan picked up the leaf and put it in the palm of his hand, a strange feeling came to his heart.
Leaves of floating trees.
Secretary
He brought this leaf
After thinking about it, Fu Huan walked to the closet with a smile on his face, picked out a red cloak, and left the Phoenix Feather Pavilion with a flash of his figure.
…
Fortunately for Fu Huan, although she lost her cultivation, she was still able to come and go freely. At this time, she, wrapped in a cloak, had appeared near the floating tree.
As she approached, she could feel that there was a barrier around it.
After walking a few steps forward, Fu Huan saw the black figure sitting under the floating tree, and the black unicorn squatting beside him as usual.
Seeing this, Fu Huan couldn't help stepping lightly, and approached Si Qing quietly, trying to scare him from behind.
Just approaching, before raising his hand, a cool voice came—
"Want to scare me?"
Fu Huan was immediately discouraged.
"How do you know I'm going to scare you?" Fu Huan went around in front of Si Qing, sat down beside him, and put his arm against Si Qing's.
"Your breath can't be concealed now, and you can detect it from a hundred meters away." Si Qing smiled, and looked at Fu Huan sideways.
Seeing that she was wrapped in a red cloak, I couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, "Yes, I know it's winter in the lower world, so I brought a cloak."
"I'm not stupid." Fu Huan lazily leaned against the tree trunk, looked at Si Qing with a sly smile in his eyes, "You kept the leaves?"
"Hmm." Si Qing hummed.
Hearing this, Fu Huan stretched out his hand and tugged on La Siqing's sleeve, "Why did you leave me a leaf? Does that mean you want to see me?"
"I only put a leaf and didn't say anything, but you misunderstood that I want to see you. Does this mean that you want to see me more?" Si Qing teased her, and found that every time he saw her, his whole body Everyone feels a lot easier.
"It's boring to dare to do it but not to admit it." Fu Huan let go of Si Qing's sleeve, turned his eyes away, and made a muffled sound.
Si Qing saw that she was playing petty temper, so he didn't say anything. He pulled her wrist and checked her pulse.
After a while, Si Qing let go of his hand, "The internal breath has strengthened a bit."
"Yeah, but there's only a little superficial work left." Fu Huan said.
"It's okay, don't think too much." Si Qing comforted her and rubbed her head again.
Fu Huan chuckled, "I didn't think too much, but I think now is the most relaxing moment."
"Fool." Si Qing smiled softly.
Fu Huan stared at the smile on Si Qing's face. It seemed that this was the first time she had seen Si Qing's smile so gentle that she couldn't bear to look away.
But just as she thought about it, Si Qing immediately returned to his original paralyzed face.
The two of them stayed under the floating tree, and they didn't stay for long before Fu Huan was going back to the heavenly realm. She slipped out now, so she couldn't stay here for too long.
"Siqing, I have to go first, let's see you in two days." Fu Huan left with some reluctance.
"Well, let's go." Si Qing looked at her.
Fu Huan nodded, didn't say anything, and left in a flash.
Si Qing stayed under the floating tree alone, and sat for a long time.
…
Every day after that, Si Qing would go to sit under the floating tree, sometimes for a whole day, and sometimes let Mo Qilin stay there, for fear of missing every opportunity to meet Fu Huan.
As for Fu Huan, she was always looking forward to finding time to go to the Floating Tree and see Si Qing, but recently, because of her loss of cultivation base, Emperor Ziwei looked for her more frequently, and often found some methods of cultivation, so that She tried to see if she could regain her cultivation.
Only occasionally when she was free would she slip out to look for Si Qing, and she found that every time she went to the Floating Tree, Si Qing was always there.
After going back and forth, the relationship between the two became clearer.
"Siqing, why are you here every time I come here? Could it be that we have telepathy, or have you always been here and never left?" In his arms, he let out a lazily voice.
Si Qing hugged her and sneered, "Haven't you ever left? Are there so many things in the world that I entrust to you?"
"That's right, there are so many things going on in the world, how can you spare time?" Fu Huan curled her lips, but she still couldn't understand why Si Qing appeared here by such a coincidence every time.
Sensing the thoughts in her heart, Si Qing smiled lightly and ignored them.
Speaking of which, this time, he had been waiting here for more than ten days, and now that he finally saw her, it was considered complete.
The Emperor of Heaven was afraid of him, he couldn't go to the heaven to find her, so he had to wait here every day, Si Qing laughed at himself, he really didn't expect that one day he would be so heartbroken for a woman.
"Siqing, I..." Fuhuan leaned against Siqing, and when he suddenly raised his head to talk to Siqing, he saw Siqing leaning against a tree trunk, sleeping lightly with his eyes closed.
Fu Huan pursed her lips, swallowed what she wanted to say, lowered Si Qing's face, and remained motionless.
In the past two days, she had a bold idea.
He wanted to reveal the relationship between her and Si Qing in front of Ziwei's father, and asked Ziwei's father to try to help her go to the Emperor of Heaven to talk about her marriage with Si Qing. Maybe in this way, there would be no need for them to work so hard.
However, she had scruples in her heart.
Gu Ji Ziwei would watch her even more closely when he knew about this, and she would not even have the chance to sneak out by then.
Really annoying.
…
Cuiling Palace.
"Why is the third princess free to come here today?" Leng Yuan sat on the chair and looked up at the third princess Bing Lian who walked in the door.
Bing Lian's complexion was not very good, she sat down on the chair, "I just came to see you during my busy schedule."
"Oh? What has the third princess been up to lately?" Leng Yuan asked casually. She didn't bother to pay too much attention to the third princess.
"Father has given me a lot of homework recently. I've been busy all day, and sometimes I don't even have time to drink my saliva." After speaking, Bing Lian put the cup in her hand heavily on the table next to her.
Immediately, he added, "One of them is the homework from Miaoyan Palace. My father intentionally asked me to go to Miaoyan Palace to practice with Emperor Qinghua, saying that it was to replace Fu Huan."
"Emperor Qinghua is highly respected. Being his disciple is indeed a good training opportunity. The three princesses don't need to be so angry." Leng Yuan said.
"I understand all these reasons. It's just that this job was originally assigned by Fu Huan, but now it's given to me. I'm just a little unhappy."
"Besides, I think that Fu Huan is living a happy life without her cultivation. I have seen her twice, and she returned to the heaven from the lower realm. Who knows where she went to play."
Hearing that, Leng Yuan squinted her eyes and glanced at Bing Lian, "Back to the heavens from the lower world?"
"Yeah, and she's alone every time, she's really used to being wild, and she doesn't know how to calm down without her cultivation." Bing Lian snorted coldly, her face full of disdain.
Leng Yuan bit her lip, clenched her fists unconsciously, deep thought appeared in her eyes.
The Phoenix Feather Pavilion has been moved to the Heaven Realm, what is she going to do in the Lower Realm
Could it be...
Leng Yuan's heart sank more and more.
After thinking for a while, Leng Yuan turned to look at her fairy attendant, Zhuling, and sent her a secret voice, "Go, make a sweet soup for the third princess, and put Lost Soul Powder in it."
Zhuling was stunned for a moment, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, but when she raised her eyes, seeing Leng Yuan looking at her, she quickly leaned over, "Your maidservant, go and make some snacks for Shangshen and the princess."
"Well, let's go." Leng Yuan smiled and waved to Zhuling.
Soon, Zhu Ling brought two bowls of lotus seed soup, one for Leng Yuan and one for Bing Lian, and then nodded towards Leng Yuan.
Leng Yuan understood, picked up the lotus seed soup, and took a leisurely sip.
In the process of eating, his eyes kept falling on Bing Lian's body. After seeing Bing Lian drank more than half of the bowl of lotus seed soup, a bloodthirsty taste welled up in his eyes.
"Crack..."
Bing Lian ate half of it, the bowl in her hand dropped, she covered her head with some dizziness, and murmured in a low voice.
Leng Yuan screened everyone in the room, walked to Bing Lian's side, a blue light flashed on her fingertips, overflowing to Bing Lian's forehead, and then only heard Leng Yuan's slow voice—
"I heard that when we were in Yugu Forest, God Fu Huan burned Zhenjun Youlan to death with his own hands. Because of his haste to escape, he left behind a red tassel hairpin."
After saying that, Leng Yuan stuffed the tassel hairpin into Bing Lian's hand.