The first time Gu Fuyou saw a nine-clawed golden dragon, it was different from a white dragon that was surrounded by clouds and mist when flying. The golden dragon had golden scales all over its body, as yellow as gold, and its eyes were as red as red peony. It looked very noble and extremely dazzling.
The golden dragon flying from the sky was only slightly larger than an ordinary spotted python, and much smaller than the white dragon that showed its true form in the Cloud Canyon many years ago. The little golden dragon flew to the top of the city wall, suddenly changed back into a human form, threw itself into Zhong Michu's arms, and laughed happily, "Mother." She did not obey and return to the East China Sea, fearing that Zhong Michu would blame her, so she just followed Zhong Michu secretly with Yinhe Xinghan.
It was not until she arrived at Bailu City and Zhong Michu passed the message to Xinghan that she realized her whereabouts had been exposed. After Yinhe and Xinghan rescued Liu Niang, they waited outside Bailu City until Zhong Michu sent another message, and she couldn't wait to see her.
Yi'er hugged Zhong Michu's neck and said softly, "Mother, don't blame Yi'er."
Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "She can't bear to blame you."
"Ah Man mother."
Ah Fu and Yinhe followed behind and landed on the tower one after another. After Lao Qi and Liu Niang hugged each other and cried bitterly, their mood gradually calmed down. Lao Qi wiped away his own tears, but gently wiped Liu Niang's tears with his sleeve. He took Liu Niang to Gu Fuyou and called, "Master."
Gu Fuyou couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, his face was extremely strange. It was natural for Lao Qi to call her Master. Now almost all the slave contracts in Bailu City were in her hands, not only Lao Qi's, but also the contract of Liu Niang who was not dead.
"Don't call me master." Because of the strangeness in his heart, his words were hurried and heavy, and his tone sounded a bit bad.
Lao Qi's face flushed red. He was actually a solid man. He didn't know what had displeased Gu Fuyou. Now, he sincerely served her as his master. Liu Niang was back. Nothing was a greater gift than this, and it was a better bargaining chip to exchange for his loyalty. Hearing Gu Fuyou say this, his enthusiasm suddenly fell, and he felt uneasy.
Gu Fuyou said: "Just call me Qingjun."
Old Seven was stunned for a while, then realized that Gu Fuyou had no intention of blaming him, and smiled happily, shaking his head and said, "You are our master now, you cannot be so disrespectful."
Gu Fuyou said: "Anyway, don't call me master."
Feng Sui said: "Then call the master."
The seventh one nodded: "Yes. Yes."
Gu Fuyou glanced at Feng Sui and said, "You must have another way to call him."
Feng Sui said honestly, "Master." Since it was promised, he had to do it.
The Seventh Elder said, "Sir, you clearly saved Liu Niang, why did you hide it from me? Tell me..."
Gu Fuyou said: "Isn't it because I lied to you and told you that she was dead, so that you can continue to work for them foolishly? Besides, I really didn't save her. It was she who saved your wife..."
Gu Fuyou gestured to Zhong Michu. Lao Qi blushed and stammered, "Not yet, not my wife."
Liu Niang said to Lao Qi: "This is the Dragon King of the East Sea."
Earlier, several people were surprised to hear Xing Han call Zhong Mi Chu "Your Majesty". Now their doubts were solved and it turned out to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea. They were shocked again, and they were shocked to find that he was such a big shot. Twenty-three was even more stunned.
Lao Qi and Liu Niang knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Your Majesty. Thank you for saving our lives. It is like a rebirth for both of us. I, Lao Qi, I..." He was a slave and had nothing but his life. But he changed his mind and realized that his life was in Gu Fuyou's hands and it was not his own, so he could not use it as a thank you gift.
Gu Fuyou saw what he was struggling with, leaned against Zhong Michu, and said with a smile: "You are willing to go through fire and water for me, and you are willing to go through fire and water for her."
Zhong Michu glanced at her, did not refute, and said, "Get up."
Gu Fuyou said: "Since you two are not married yet, I will make the decision. You will be husband and wife today."
As soon as these words came out, their handsome faces flushed at the same time, and they were embarrassed but couldn't hide their joy. They looked at each other and almost cried for joy. They never thought that there would be a day when "the clouds would clear and the moon would appear": "Thank you for your help!"
The two embraced each other deeply. Slaves had to get married with the master's permission, and their previous masters would never allow them. Finally, one day, they could be husband and wife openly.
Yi'er had been lying in Zhong Michu's arms, listening to them quietly. After they finished talking, she asked Zhong Michu in a low voice: "Mother, there is a blue phoenix over there."
The little golden dragon has a keen sense of smell and is gifted. He has already spotted Twenty-Three in the crowd: "He is from the same tribe as Ah Man's mother. But he is a little different. He feels similar to my mother."
Zhong Michu said: "She is a hybrid of the Qingluan tribe's Shaoxue and the human race, not a Qingluan."
"Just like mother." Yier seemed very interested. She stood up and looked back over Zhong Michu's head.
Zhong Michu called out, "Twenty-three, come here."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Er San. Er San felt her face burning, with nowhere to hide, she walked up to Zhong Mi Chu and half-knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty..." She had always thought that this person was the same as her, but she didn't expect that she was the Dragon King.
Yi Er asked, "Your name is 23?"
Twenty-three looked up at Yi'er. Her eyes were bright and she was smiling. Twenty-three lowered her head and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
Yi Er laughed and said, "What a strange name." Then she asked Zhong Mi Chu, "Mom, can I play with her?"
The old Dragon King kept Yi'er under strict control and never allowed her to leave the East Sea at will, fearing that something might go wrong before she grew up, and ruining the last seedling of the Golden Dragon royal family. The birth rate of the dragon clan is even lower than that of the immortals. Now there is no dragon of the same age as Yi'er in the four seas, and the youngest is a hundred years older than Yi'er. Now she met Ersan, who was not that much older than her. He was of the same clan as Ah Man's mother, and was mixed-blood like her mother, so she naturally liked him.
Gu Fuyou said: "Of course. After all, she is your junior sister."
"Junior Sister?!" Yier was excited about this new title.
"Your mother accepted her as her apprentice."
"Mother, mother." Yi'er happily looked for Zhong Michu to confirm.
Twenty-three shook his head: "No, I'm not."
Gu Fuyou was confused and looked at Zhong Michu: "You haven't accepted her yet?"
"I haven't found a suitable opportunity yet." It was a good time to talk about it now. Zhong Michu said to Ershisan: "Would you like to be my disciple?"
Twenty-three bowed his head and did not answer. Gu Fuyou laughed at Zhong Michu and said, "Zhong Michu, you are planning to take her as your disciple, but have you ever thought that she may not appreciate your kindness?"
Twenty-three quickly denied it. She said, "I am a slave. I don't deserve it..." This was the first time she had said such a long sentence to Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou held his arms up and said in a serious tone, "There is no such thing as worthy or unworthy. You should know how to fight for the opportunity. If you refuse to accept the opportunity when it is right in front of you, you are a fool."
Gu Fuyou waved to Feng Sui. Feng Sui came over and said, "He is also a slave. Let him worship me as his master, then he won't feel that he is unworthy."
Ersan looked up at Fengsui. Gu Fuyou smiled and said, "Oh, in this case, Fengsui can also be considered Yier's junior brother."
Feng Sui: “…”
Yier said, "Really?!" Now it was her turn to be the elder.
Gu Fuyou said happily: "Zhong Michu, you have accepted her now, and she is also the youngest."
Zhong Michu did not respond, but asked Ershisan: "Would you like to be my disciple?"
Ersan raised his head, having already made up his mind. With a firm gaze, he bowed to Zhong Michu: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."
Yi'er said happily: "I'm the senior sister now, Ah Fu, I'm the senior sister now." She was finally no longer the youngest one.
Gu Fuyou agreed with her: "Yes. Yes. It's just right, double happiness has come. Let's have a big banquet tonight, as the wedding banquet for Lao Qi and Liu Niang, and as your apprentice wine."
The solemn city welcomed a festive atmosphere at night. Gu Fuyou said he would hold a banquet, and he really held one. The location was chosen to be the square outside her bedroom, which was relatively clean. Lotus lanterns were flying in the sky, bright and brilliant.
The slaves decorated the place for Lao Qi and Liu Niang, and collected all the red carpets in the city and spread them on the ground. A person with strong cultivation like Lao Qi did not become so powerful overnight, but grew up slowly. After staying in the city for a long time, he was considered an elder to many slaves. The slaves respected and approached him, and were happy for Lao Qi and Liu Niang's happy marriage. It was rare to see such vitality and enthusiasm.
It was only then that Gu Fuyou realized that the "Liu" in Liu Niang's name was a homophone of "six", which meant that Liu Niang's number was lower than Lao Qi's, and she was stronger than him. One could not judge an appearance by its cover, such a delicate person was so hidden.
In this comparison, if Zuo Yuanrong wanted to kill someone, he should kill the seventh one. Gu Fuyou realized that Liu Niang was always by Zuo Yuanrong's side. Liu Niang was very pretty, and Zuo Yuanrong treated her as his own woman, so he naturally did not allow anyone else to touch her. Liu Niang had a child, and her cultivation would also decline after giving birth. Zuo Yuanrong was so angry that he wanted to kill Liu Niang first.
In all these years in Bailu City, no slaves had ever married in such a grand ceremony as theirs. Compared to the ceremonies of monks of the same level as Lao Qi, these could be considered simple, but for them, it was already something they envied the most.
There were too many slaves in Bailu City, and the square could not accommodate all of them. Gu Fuyou told them to find a place to celebrate. Except for the slaves with low numbers, the rest of the slaves were still afraid of her and did not dare to show their joy in front of her. She told them to go somewhere else to drink and have fun, so as to save them from being restrained.
Yi Er rode on Ah Fu to join the crowd in making a fuss. She was the Princess of the East Sea and also called Gu Fuyou her mother, so everyone gave her some respect. She brought Er San and Feng Sui with her, and was almost calling the shots in the crowd.
Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu sat in the main seats. Lao Qi and Liu Niang came to toast the two of them. Liu Niang's face was bright red, and Lao Qi's mouth was smiling. Gu Fuyou saw that the two of them were very affectionate. After drinking the wine, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to the bridal chamber, go quickly, go quickly."
The two of them were embarrassed and retreated. The laughter and joy in Bailu City continued all night. When Yi'er was tired, Zhong Michu carried her down to rest, and Gu Fuyou followed her, leaving them to have fun on their own. Without her, they were more relaxed.
Yi'er was used to sleeping with Zhong Michu, so she held onto her neck and refused to let go, wanting to sleep with her. Seeing this, Gu Fuyou pouted, "You've spoiled her too much. She's so old now, she should sleep alone." Gu Fuyou's cheeks were flushed, and he looked a little tipsy.
Yi'er was already drowsy in Zhong Michu's arms, mumbling repeatedly: "Sleep with you."
Gu Fuyou glanced at Zhong Michu, and finally went back into the house by himself, muttering quietly, "Forget it."
Zhong Michu saw that she was already drunk, so he asked, "Can you walk steadily?"
Gu Fuyou turned around, her steps light and graceful, like dancing, her skirt blooming like a flower, and said with a smile: "Do you think I am like you, who will get drunk after one glass of wine?"
Zhong Michu: “…”
Zhong Michu was half lying on the bed in the outer room, holding Yi'er in his arms. Gu Fuyou went to the inner room to rest, feeling tipsy already, and fell asleep quickly.
After the joyful sounds of the banquet, the dream became very quiet.
She walked on the desolate streets of Bailu City, with rivers of blood under her feet and corpses lying on the broken walls. The sun was shining brightly, and the silence was eerie.
Walking forward, she heard the sound of fighting and turned to see. Zuo Qingfeng stabbed Gu Wanpeng's chest with his sword. She screamed, "No!" and rushed forward, but it was too late. Gu Wanpeng was shattered and his body was gone.
Her screams of pain sounded like howling or roaring, her eyes red: "I will kill you!"
With a stab of the sword, Zuo Qingfeng's figure twisted into a pool of blood, and then condensed into a human shape beside her, making him unkillable no matter what.
She vaguely saw a figure on the left, and when she paid attention, the figure became clear. She saw Zuo Tianlang grinning and putting the blade into Si Miao's mouth. She was about to save Si Miao, and saw another figure on the right, Gu Huaiyou holding a sword across his neck.
She didn't know whether to go left or right, the suffocation made her head ache. Unconsciously, the blood gradually submerged her.
She struggled and shouted: "No!!!"
Suddenly I woke up from my dream. I was sweating and gasping for breath. I looked around. It was a strange place. I was still breathing hard, but I was already shouting anxiously and helplessly: "Zhong Michu! Zhong Michu!"
A figure came in, and Gu Fuyou took a look and saw that Zhong Michu walked in with Yi'er in his arms, who was still in a daze. Yi'er was hugging Zhong Michu like a koala.
Gu Fuyou stared at them intently, and as he stared, he lifted his long hair, held his forehead with his hand, and smiled to himself.
"What's wrong?"
"I had a nightmare."
Zhong Michu came over and sat beside the bed. Yier took over Zhong Michu's arms completely. Gu Fuyou said, "Leave a place for me, just a little."
Zhong Michu changed her position and held Yier. Gu Fuyou lay down again, lying on Zhong Michu's legs, with his face turned sideways, close to her waist, and tremblingly let out a long sigh.
Zhong Michu stretched out a hand and gently lifted the sweaty hair on Gu Fuyou's forehead. Gu Fuyou held her hand, put it against his face, looked at Zhong Michu, and after looking at her for a long time, he couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to touch Zhong Michu's face.
Beautiful eyebrows, delicate nose, bright eyes, white teeth, icy skin and beautiful figure, a face that is enough to make people obsessed, but this is not what Gu Fuyou relies on the most. She stretched out her palm and rubbed Zhong Michu's eyelashes. The eyelashes were long and dense. When she moved her palm back and forth, it felt itchy.
She said sadly, "Sheep, sheep, do you know that you are being watched by a big tiger, waiting to skin you and eat you?"
She met Zhong Michu when she was most empty and in need of comfort. She couldn't tell whether she liked her or wanted to use her to fill her own emptiness, so she kept her by her side. Zhong Michu came at such a coincidence, just at this time, maybe Zhong Michu had always been there, she thought vaguely, it seemed to be true.
She felt even more guilty, but couldn't leave her.
Zhong Michu said softly: "Hmm? I am a dragon."
Gu Fuyou was startled, and he put his arm around her waist and chuckled beside her waist. Yes, this person is not a docile lamb, this person is a dragon, with bared fangs and claws, and he is the king.
If you want to eat it, you should be skinned and boned and then swallowed.
Well, this is better, it can alleviate her guilt.