Your Majesty, Please Come In

Chapter 12: fantasy (1)

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"Of course, otherwise there is no other way," Qing Heng replied indifferently, and then said after a pause, "Don't be afraid, Lian'er, as a teacher, I won't let Lian'er suffer any harm."

The latter gave a relieved smile, blushed, took Qing Heng's arm and leaned forward, with his head resting on Qing Heng's shoulder, it was like a picture of a bird clinging to a person, it made people's eyes hurt.

Feng Yin didn't seem to be able to stand it any longer, she strode forward with rather slender legs, and was the first to calmly step into the dark cave that looked like a huge mouth. I saw it and took out a fire pocket from my sleeve Blowing fire, without even thinking about it, he followed into the cave.

It's a joke, can you not keep up? If there is something wrong with Feng Yin, even if I get out alive, I may not be able to live to my old age safely, and my head is not enough for the felony of pulling Feng Yin off the cliff.

The cave was dark and cold, the road was long and seemed endless, Feng Yin in front of me tightened her thin coat, it looked cold, I took off my moderately thick coat Putting on the shirt for Feng Yin, Feng Yin smiled back at me with gratitude, I was stunned, and then remembered that Feng Yin didn't seem to smile at me like usual for several hours.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and I folded my arms around my chest, gritting my teeth desperately not to shiver.

I should be thankful that my physique is still excellent, otherwise, the moment I took off my outer shirt, it would definitely be cold to the bone, and I would catch the wind chill in a short while.

After walking for about an hour, there was a light in front of him, a small round mirror-like thing with a height of a person, and the light came from the mirror.

Feng Yin stretched out five fingers, and lightly touched the mirror surface. With his light touch, the mirror surface shone with circles of light, which looked like the surface of water. Feng Yin raised his eyebrows, full of doubts: "... this is?"

"This is a treasure of Kunlun, your majesty don't need to be suspicious," Qingheng said, explaining the confusion for the two of us, "As long as you walk out of this spiritual mirror, don't be trapped by demons and you will be able to return to the cliff safely."

"Then what if you are trapped by a demon?" I said.

"Don't be obsessed with greed, it will resolve itself, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable." Qing Heng glanced at me and answered quietly.

No wonder he is a national teacher, such a master of the world with a sense of demeanor, I admire him immediately.

After saying that, he stepped into the round mirror-like thing first, until the hem of his clothes disappeared, Qinglian followed closely, Feng Yin looked at me, and I looked back, for some reason, seeing this mirror , I felt uneasy for no reason, frowned, and said to Feng Yin: "I hope the emperor is safe and sound, don't be disturbed by thoughts."

Feng Yin nodded, and smiled back with hooked lips: "The same goes for Ziqing."

After a while, the corner of the clothes disappeared in the mirror.

I looked at the spiritual mirror, and if there was a fairy sound coming out of the mirror, it bewitched me to step into the mirror, and it was this bewitching sound that made me restless. After a long time of hesitation, I gritted my teeth and stepped into the mirror with the mentality that no matter whether it is good or bad, it is better to give it a go.

As soon as I entered the mirror, my head was a little dizzy, and I forgot everything in my heart. Looking at the children surrounded by me in the backyard of the palace, I was puzzled for a while.

"Uncle Huang is in a daze again..." The five-year-old Xiao Fengyi imitated his elders and sighed softly, and patted my body with short, fat hands, although it was not much different from scratching.

I stared back to my senses, the little princes around me were frightened by my stare and ran away one after another, keeping a distance from me, only Feng Yi was not afraid, still standing in front of me and pulling the corner of my clothes with a playful smile, Holding the paper fan, he gently waved away his chubby hand that was pulling at the corner of my clothes, without hiding the irritability in his eyes.

Gee, what did I just think of? I was so disturbed that I forgot.

The chubby little hands grabbed the corner of my clothes at some point, stared at the red apricots on the apricot tree behind me with big round eyes, stretched out his fingers, and said vaguely with his slightly opened mouth : "Uncle Huang, I want apricots! I want that big red apricot!"

I glanced at the red apricots on the tree, opened the paper fan with a 'snap', and replied without thinking: "The apricots are too tall for me to reach. If you want to eat them, you pick them yourself."

Although the apricots on the tree are red, it doesn't mean they can be eaten, if they are too sour, Feng Yi will be the one who will be punished if he cries and provokes his mother.

Thinking up to this point, I don't want to talk to Feng Yi anymore, I shake the paper fan in my hand and continue thinking about what I just thought...but what did I think just now? Can't remember at all, it's annoying.

"Uncle Huang, if I want it, I want it..." Feng Yi, who didn't know how to live or die, tugged at the corner of my clothes coquettishly, shaking for a while, which made my already a bit bored mood even more annoying.

"While playing, kid, you can pick apricots yourself if you want to eat them. Don't you see that I'm thinking about big things? Don't bother me." I frowned.

Unaware of the seriousness of my words, I turned around and walked into the pavilion, and behind me I heard Feng Yi's call of uncle, followed by a loud cry, so scared that I hurriedly turned around and covered Feng Yi's mouth so as not to mess with the girl. Looking at the wet eyes with teardrops and the grievance and flattery in them, he sighed.

"Forget it, I lost to you, let me say that you are not allowed to cry, and even if you eat red apricots, you are not allowed to cry." Feng Yi nodded in agreement, and I let him go. I got up and looked at the red apricot that Feng Yi pointed out earlier—it was actually growing on the branch in the middle, I grimaced, "It's too high for me to reach."

Looking at Feng Yi's big eyes that seemed ready to cry in the next moment, I hurriedly said again: "Well, I'll hold you and you pick it yourself. If you can't pick that apricot, you can choose another one, okay?"

Feng Yi nodded like a pounding garlic, stretched out his fat short arms, and shouted joyfully to the emperor to hug the emperor, I resisted the urge to hit his little head with the paper fan in my hand, picked him up, and waited for him to hug him. Pick it up and put him down again.

"Have you picked it now? Don't eat it yet, take the red apricot into the kitchen and let the cook wash it, and eat it after washing it." I said.

Reluctantly, Feng Yi stopped feeding the red apricot into his mouth, and ran to the kitchen with the red apricot.

I was relieved to finally get rid of this clingy child.

However, the other princes were naturally not reconciled, but they were afraid of me staring at others, so they hesitated to step forward, and I was happy to have my ears clean.

Unwilling to think back to what I was thinking before, I really couldn't think of it, so I had no choice but to do it. When I turned around, I saw a person picking apricots with the prince in his arms. After the prince picked the apricots himself, he put them down. The other princes who disappeared in the courtyard at some time must have been the same as this prince, and ran to the kitchen with the apricots that the man helped to pick.

Seeing that person turn around, that face is much prettier than the girl's, and she smiled: "Miss Siran, I haven't seen you for two years, she is much prettier."

"The emperor's uncle is also quite beautiful! I haven't seen you for two years, who did this emperor's rogue temperament learn from?" Si Ran raised her eyebrows, deliberately accentuating the pronunciation of the words "beautiful" and "rogue".

I curled my lips and stopped making trouble.