Zhong Michu let go of Yi'er's hand and patted her shoulder, "Mother, you have something to say to Ah Man mother."
Yi'er nodded obediently. Zhong Mi returned to the East China Sea for the first time and took her back with him. He hadn't seen Twenty-three for a long time. He was young and playful, and he couldn't rest for a day.
When she went to look for Twenty-Three, she saw Jiuyao standing in front of Twenty-Three before her.
Jiuyao looked at Ershisan, "Are you a half-blood from our clan?" He heard that there was a half-blood from the Qingluan clan by Gu Fuyou's side. The Qingluan clan was forbidden to intermarry with humans as part of their clan's rule. The half-blood had long since disappeared without a trace, but suddenly one appeared, so he kept it in mind.
"Which one are you from?"
The general beside Jiuyao said in a serious tone: "This is the clan leader, why don't you respond politely?"
Ershisan glanced at him, bowed to Jiuyao, and said, "Reply to your Excellency, Shaoyu."
Jiuyao was surprised by her attitude. Since ancient times, the half-bloods of the Qingluan clan would be trembling with fear when meeting their clan members, not daring to raise their heads. He had never seen someone as neither humble nor overbearing as Ersan. Moreover, Ersan did not call him the clan leader, but called him "sir". This must be a subconscious disagreement with his identity as a member of the Qingluan clan...
"I heard that you were brought out from Bailu City. Where are your parents?"
"My mother has passed away long ago, and as for my father, I don't know where he is."
Jiuyao guessed from her pause that her father must be from the clan. "You can go back to the clan to check, maybe you can find out where he is."
Twenty-three shook his head, "Where he is is none of my business."
Jiuyao was even more puzzled when he saw that her eyes were determined and she didn't say it on impulse.
What Jiuyao didn't know was that if he had met Twenty-three earlier, he wouldn't have been so surprised. Twenty-three would be exactly the same as the mixed-race image in his memory.
But who would have known that Ersan would take the unruly Gu Fuyou as his master and the generous Zhong Michu as his teacher.
She understood that there was nothing wrong with her existence. If there was any fault, it should be her father who broke the clan rules despite knowing them.
Life becomes broader and one stands in the world with his back straight.
The general was surprised at Jiuyao's tolerance towards mixed-bloods, and even more surprised at Ershisan's refusal. Eager to protect his master, he shouted coldly, "How dare you speak to the clan leader like that!"
Yi Er frowned and put her hands on her hips, "Why are you yelling so loudly!"
The three of them looked at Yi'er. When Ersan saw her, a smile spread across his face and he called out, "Senior Sister." He was too shy to speak at first, but now he has gotten used to the title of "Senior Sister."
Yi'er walked in front of Ersan, who was a head shorter than Ersan. She was full of aura, had a stern face, and said to Jiuyao in a baby voice, "When Ersan landed in Bailu City, you didn't care about her. Now don't even think about caring about her. She is my mother's apprentice, and my mother Ah Man's person. She has nothing to do with you."
Jiuyao laughed.
Yier held Ersan's hand and said, "Ersan, let's go." Mr. Zhai gave Ersan a new name. Many people began to call her by her real name, but she still liked to call her Ersan Ersan. This was a way for the young person to express his possessiveness.
Yi Er whispered, "Let's go and eavesdrop on my mother's conversation."
Ersan said, "The sect leader and the master will blame me..." But he knew that he couldn't persuade Yier, so he followed her anyway.
As soon as Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu entered the inner room, Gu Fuyou turned around and hugged Zhong Michu, "I missed you."
Zhong Michu could sense her impatient breath, and he placed his hand on her back, stroking her hair, "I'm back."
Gu Fuyou said: "Let me hug you more."
He placed his head on Zhong Michu's shoulder, squinted his eyes, and let out a breath of comfort from his nose, "I don't want to go out. Those people outside are too annoying. I'll drive them back, and we'll be left alone."
Zhong Michu held her and smiled, "Today is the day to establish the sect, we can't be so willful."
"Can't do that?"
Zhong Michu looked at her with watery eyes, but did not answer.
Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "I am a powerful person in the realm of spiritual separation. Even though I am standing at such a high place and there is no one above me, I still cannot do whatever I want."
There are rules and regulations everywhere, which are annoying and tight.
Gu Fuyou raised his chin and snorted, "I am the sect leader now, and I can do whatever I want."
His bloodshot eyes flashed with a cunning light. He stretched out his hand, pulled Zhong Mi Chulai over, and kissed her, "Not only do I want to be willful, I also want to drag you along to be willful."
When Gu Fuyou's lips separated from Zhong Michu's, he pulled his waist back, and Zhong Michu hugged him back and kissed him back.
Yi'er and Ersan were eavesdropping halfway through the conversation when suddenly a barrier fell in the room. The two thought they were discovered and ran away in shame.
When the sect was founded on this day, Mr. Zhai was finally allowed to take charge of the overall situation.
After establishing the sect, Gu Fuyou thought she would have more free time, but unexpectedly, there were more miscellaneous tasks. Some slaves whose contracts were released were appointed as masters and elders. Due to their previous habits, they had to consult her for all matters, big and small. In addition, she herself went to teach the formation, so she was busier than before.
She then trapped Zhong Michu and did not allow her to go back, and pushed most of the chores onto her, hoping that the talents under her would grow up quickly and share her burden, leaving her with a leisurely life.
Although Zhong Michu agreed with her in many things, he was always stubborn and refused to give in on some issues. For example, he agreed to handle the chores, but in exchange he wanted her to play the piano quietly every day.
The word "qin" means to prohibit. It is used to prohibit lewdness and evil and to correct people's hearts.
Ji Chaoling taught her to play the zither in order to help her calm down and suppress her dragon nature. Gu Fuyou was troubled by hatred first, and then resonated with Zhu Yan, so it was very easy for him to be entangled by demons. Even though Gu Fuyou is as bright as before, Zhong Michu knows that this is the dark corner where he hides and waits for an opportunity to act. So he let Gu Fuyou play the zither every day to calm his mind.
Gu Fuyou was not a quiet person when she was alive, and she is even less so now. It was fine when Zhong Michu was around, but when Zhong Michu was not around, she would skip classes.
He even hated this Yaoqin, and felt that the more Zhong Michu played the zither, the more pure his mind and desires became.
That day, Zhong Michu returned to the study and looked at the table. On the Yaoqin, all seven strings were broken. She stood in front of the table and looked at it, "..." for a long time, then closed her eyes and sighed helplessly.
Carrying the jade harp, I went to look for Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou was leaning his head back, reading official documents. He was very happy to see Zhong Michu come in. He stood up and saw her holding the Yaoqin. His smile faded and he pursed his lips.
Zhong Michu said: "This string..."
Before he could finish his words, Gu Fuyou spoke first, saying in surprise: "Ah, how come the string is broken!"
Zhong Michu looked calm and looked at her quietly.
Gu Fuyou frowned and said seriously, "It must have been Ah Fu who scratched it with his claws."
Zhong Michu exposed it mercilessly, "Ahfu took Yi'er and Ersan back to the East China Sea."
Gu Fuyou smiled stiffly, looking away, "Maybe it was broken before leaving..."
"A'man." Zhong Michu said, "I asked you to play the piano to calm the anger in your heart. This is not something to be played with. You should treat it seriously." She was always very serious when it came to Gu Fuyou's safety.
Gu Fuyou heard her low voice and was not very happy. He immediately became obedient, walked over, bowed his head and admitted his guilt, "I was wrong, don't be angry."
"I promise to practice on time, not to damage the piano, and to practice every day and every night."
Zhong Michu didn't say anything. This man just wouldn't change despite repeated admonitions.
Seeing that she was indifferent, Gu Fuyou had to use his trump card. He held her cheeks, rubbed the front of her ears with his thumbs, and stroked behind her ears with four fingers.
The technique of Qingjun caressing the dragon that I saw in the dream has been hidden until today, and it is to be used at such a critical moment to save himself from danger.
Zhong Michuyuan still had a cold expression, but he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and dragon scales appeared. Gu Fuyou took another step forward, and at the same time used a move, coaxing softly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Zhong Michu snorted softly and said nothing. Her eyes were closed and a hint of white appeared from under her skirt.
Gu Fuyou's smile deepened, and he spared no effort to please the Dragon King.
When Yinhe Xinghan arrived, Gu Fuyou was still sitting at the table, reviewing official documents, with a pen in one hand and the other hand moving lightly under the table.
The two of them bowed and asked, "Master Gu, we are here to find His Majesty back to the East China Sea. The old patriarch has something to discuss with us." The two of them went to Zhong Michu's residence, but did not see her. They guessed that she had come to Gu Fuyou's place. Even if she was not with Gu Fuyou, Gu Fuyou should know where she had gone, so they came directly to find Gu Fuyou.
Yinhe glanced and saw a touch of white on Gu Fuyou's wrist as he was holding the pen. The white was soft and fluffy, like clouds and mist. One end was wrapped around Gu Fuyou, and the other end was under the table. No one knew what it was.
Yinhe felt that it looked familiar, very familiar, and wanted to take a closer look.
Gu Fuyou patted himself and said, "Grandpa is looking for you."
The white hair around Gu Fuyou's wrist loosened and slid down. Then a Zhong Michu sat up behind the table. Yinhe and Xinghan realized that Zhong Michu was lying on Gu Fuyou's legs.
Yinhe realized later what was wrapped around Gu Fuyou's hand, "..." Even though Zhong Michu's body has now returned to normal.
"Old Patriarch wants me to return to the East Sea. Why?"
Zhong Michu's voice called Yinhe back to his senses. Yinhe glanced at Gu Fuyou and said, "Old Patriarch, please return to the East China Sea..."
"Discuss the marriage between His Majesty and Sect Leader Gu."