The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

She raised her head and saw the blue sky, white clouds, red tiles and white walls. The shadows of the green trees shone on the white walls, moving with the wind, giving off a clear and refreshing atmosphere.

This is not Xuanzong, let alone the bottom of the river, but rather like a palace.

She lowered her head and glanced at her outfit. She was wearing a gray robe and underground palace outfit, and her long hair was tied up and braided.

Looking down at the pond nearby, fortunately, his appearance was still the same as before.

"What are you doing? It's your turn to wake up the Crown Prince today. Are you still thinking of being late on purpose to avoid it?"

A mean voice sounded, and Qian Shu looked back, only to see that the person was not the old woman she imagined, but a young girl.

"His Royal Highness?"

"Go quickly, His Royal Highness will be even more angry if you are late."

The young girl pushed her, with a shrewd and calculating look on her face.

Qian Shu followed her strength and walked into a carved wooden door, then passed through two wooden doors and came to the window.

He stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and saw a young boy with red lips and white teeth lying on the bed. He looked young, with black hair like ink, and his eyebrows looked familiar.

Qian Shu touched his chin and thought for a long time before he figured out who he looked like.

Isn't this a smaller version of Di Yue Wangjun?

I saw Xiao Yue Wangjun frowning nicely, then closing his eyes and pulling the quilt aside to cover his face.

"Get out of here, Your Highness!"

The boy's voice was full of anger, but he was a boy after all, and no matter how angry he was, he would not make people feel scared.

Qian Shu simply stretched out his hand to pull his quilt, "Get up quickly, the sun is shining on your buttocks."

The young man held on to the quilt tightly, but Qian Shu didn't move for a moment. She simply used both hands to pull the quilt off.

Xiao Yue Wangjun opened his eyes with a dark face and said fiercely: "I want someone to drag you out and chop your head off!"

Qian Shu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "You are really capable. Do you believe I can beat you up?"

"What are you talking about? You, a little earthly palace maid, dare to say such arrogant words. Someone... ugh!"

Qian Shu didn't get used to him, so he simply ducked over and covered his mouth.

She threatened quietly: "Don't talk nonsense. Do you know who I am? I am not your maid."

Xiao Yue Wangjun's eyes widened, and a hint of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I'll let you go, don't scream, okay?"

Yue Wangjun nodded.

As soon as Qian Shu let him go, Yue Wangjun couldn't help but ask: "Are you an assassin?"

"No, I was sent from heaven to save you...er, Immortal Master."

Qian Shu started making nonsense.

"What kind of immortal master? It's not like I haven't seen people who cultivate immortality before, but they all have immortal energy and beautiful faces. Although you are good-looking, you are dressed in coarse linen and don't look like an immortal master at all."

"You little brat is really cuter than when you grow up. So tell me, how can you think that I am an immortal master in heaven?"

Qian Shu said with a chuckle.

Xiao Yue Wangjun rolled his eyes and held up a porcelain vase, "Well, if you can break the vase in my hand, then I will believe that you are a true immortal master."

"How difficult is this?"

Qian Shu simply stood three feet away, stretched out his hand and waved a blade of chaos, and the porcelain bottle in Xiao Yue Wangjun's hand suddenly shattered into pieces.

Xiao Yue Wangjun's eyes widened, "How is that possible? How could you break the vase in my hand? Could it be that you are a true immortal master?"

"Why can't I break it? Maybe those cultivators before couldn't break the vase in your hand."

"Of course!" Xiao Yue Wangjun said proudly, "I was born with the bones of Xuanyin. Any monk's spells are not only ineffective on me, but will even backfire on me!"

No wonder Chen Ling'er's whip was of no use to him before.

"So that's it."

Seeing his proud expression, Qian Shu felt a little dazed.

"You were quite cute when you were little, but why did you grow into a black lotus when you grew up?"

"Black lotus? What black lotus? Your Highness will be the common master of the world in the future, the king of all things and all people!"

Qian Shuzai looked at his intact legs carefully and was a little curious.

"Your Highness, why are you lame in the future?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could my Highness become a cripple? If you are talking nonsense, I will have your head chopped off!"

"Sorry, I made a mistake. You are not lame, but disabled. After all, you will be in a wheelchair from now on."

Xiao Yue Wangjun's eyes widened even more.

"Master Immortal, are you telling the truth?"

"Why did I lie to you?" Qian Shu reached out and touched his head. "Hurry up, get dressed and get up. We will have something to do later."

The most important task is to stabilize the seal. In this situation, they should have come to Yue Wangjun's past.

"What's going on?"

Yue Wangjun put on his clothes casually, and now he was very interested in this unexpected immortal master.

"What are you going to do later?"

"It stands to reason that I should go and pay my respects to the queen."

"Is the queen your mother?"

Yue Wangjun waved his hand, "That's not true. My mother has passed away a long time ago. She died after giving birth to me. I have never seen her."

Yue Wangjun said it very easily, but Qian Shu was stunned for a moment.

"Well, actually I haven't met my mother, or I have met her when I don't remember anything, but I have long forgotten what she looks like."

"Does an immortal master also have a mother?"

Qian Shu patted his head and said, "I didn't jump out of a stone."

"Then let's go, I'll take you to see the queen."

Xiao Yue Wangjun walked in front, Qian Shu followed him two steps behind.

This palace is really ridiculously big. It took a long time for the two of them to walk to the Queen's Palace.

There was a burst of laughter and laughter inside, and Xiao Yue Wangjun stopped for a moment, pursed his lips, and walked in.

As soon as they entered the house, the laughter stopped abruptly.

The queen stood high above her, holding a little girl in her arms.

Qian Shu took a closer look and saw that this little girl looked familiar. She looked somewhat similar to Yu Fengya.

It seems that this illusion is based on soulism, and all those who enter here are souls.

Xiao Yue Wangjun bowed casually, "Your Highness the Queen is in good health."

Qian Shu didn't know how to salute, and he didn't want to salute at all, so he just stood still.

As expected, the queen became difficult, "Wangjun, how do you teach the people around you? You can't even salute me when you see me?"

Yue Wangjun looked at the immortal master behind him and said in a bad tone: "Can't I salute you? The immortal master is my guest. If she doesn't want to salute, just don't do it."

The queen's face suddenly fell, "Your Highness, what do you mean? I have been tolerant of you. If even a little maid next to you can be disrespectful to me, then I, the queen, will still do it in front of you." What’s the point?”

"If it doesn't make sense, don't take it seriously. Anyway, there are a lot of women in the harem, and anyone can take your place!"

Yue Wangjun was also very merciless and turned around to leave with Qian Shu.

Qian Shu touched his nose. He didn't expect that there would be a quarrel. He didn't expect that little Yue Wangjun had a bad temper.