The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

The four of them arrived at the private room on the second floor of the teahouse. Liu Mosi first sent a letter to the second senior sister, saying that they had arrived in Lingqiu City. Since the palace was heavily guarded, she hoped that she could have someone pick them up.

Several people were eating while waiting for news.

When Jiang Zhixia saw that the waiter was wearing all silk and satin, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother, you earn quite a lot as a waiter."

The second brother wiped the table and sighed, "I can make a living on what I earn in a month."

"Don't be modest, you can wear silk and satin even if you just have enough to make a living." Jiang Zhixia's eyes showed envy, "What if the rich man became rich?"

"The girl must be from out of town."

"Yes."

"I advise you to go buy some good clothes later."

"That's what you're saying, can you still put us in jail if we don't wear good clothes?"

"I'm really not sure." The waiter poured the tea and said, "I'm not afraid of your ridicule. I spend more than half of my monthly money on clothes. It's not a good thing for you to wear shabby clothes in Lingqiu. In the end, It’s better to wear white.”

"Why? Is it a national mourning now?" Jiang Zhixia wondered if her second senior sister had succeeded in her rebellion.

The waiter quickly stopped her, put the towel on his shoulders, and told everyone the reason.

A few years ago, demons gathered in Lingqiu City, and the people were miserable. Fortunately, an immortal came and subdued the demon. In order to keep him to protect Nantang's territory, the emperor named him a national advisor. Since there was a national master, even if there were evil spirits in Lingqiu, the people were no longer afraid.

In order to thank him, the people wore the same white clothes as him. Later, there were even rumors that white warded off evil spirits and that wearing white would prolong life and have more children.

"This is quite new. I have seen Lao Wu wearing white when he is mourning someone's grave. I have never heard that wearing white can lead to more children and good fortune." Mo Yanxu asked, "Where did this immortal come from?"

"It seems to be some Cang sect from Xihuang Mountain..."

"Pleiades Cang Sect?"

"Yes, that's the name. No one is dissatisfied with him."

Liu Mosi interjected: "I thought people didn't like gods."

The waiter smiled and said, "Although people say that three hundred years ago, the gods made mistakes and allowed demons to cause trouble in the world, but we cannot kill all the gods with one shot. Our national master is a good god. We worship all the gods in this temple. His idol.”

After that, he walked out of the box carrying the teapot.

When Jiang Zhixia heard that it was a colleague from the Immortal Realm, she shook her head, "I think that Imperial Master..."

"There must be something wrong!"

Everyone was stunned for a long time before they realized that the sound came from the right box. The window over there was not closed, and they saw a couple sitting inside.

The man was very attentive. He poured the woman a cup of tea, cooled it, handed it to her, and then helped her fan herself.

The woman was pregnant, probably for six months.

The man continued: "I don't think that national master is a good person. He looks like that... isn't he as good-looking as me?"

The woman said nothing.

"Isn't he really not as good-looking as me? Don't be silent, madam? Do you want to eat something? You haven't eaten well in several days."

The woman frowned, feeling that he was being very noisy, so she couldn't help but say, "I ate a whole bowl of rice for lunch."

"It was noon, and it's been an hour since noon. I should have been hungry a long time ago. Do you have a loss of appetite? Is it because of the pregnancy? I said there is no benefit in having a baby. Don't give birth to this baby after giving birth..." The man said more and more He became more and more anxious as he spoke, and gently put his hand on her belly, "Otherwise, don't ask for this."

There was just a crisp sound, and the man was happy to say something.

Jiang Zhixia admired that woman so much that she could bear to slap him until now.

"It's really eye-opening to see that there is a man more verbose than senior brother."

"Hmph!" Mo Jinxu also took out his fan, fanned it loudly, and said angrily: "Let him come over, and let's compete."

Lu Chennian: What's there to be competitive about?

While talking, the bird Liu Mosi sent out flew back and landed on the table. Everyone took off the note from its feet and opened it. It read:

Don't come to me! Don't disturb me.

Lu Chennian didn't understand and asked Jiang Zhixia, "What do you mean don't disturb me when I'm growing up?"

"It's 'Don't disturb me when I'm doing important things'. The second senior sister is impatient, and every time she writes a letter, the last word on the note is left blank." She closed the note and sighed, "I think she won't be able to rebel. "

It will not be easy for them to enter the palace if the second senior sister does not cooperate. Everyone looked at each other and had no idea.

Suddenly, a man's voice came from the private room next door.

"If you ask me, the prime minister's son's eyes must have been caused by demons, which is why he can't see. What's the use of him looking for famous doctors now? I went to his house that day and there were painted eyes all over the wall in their backyard. Madam, what do you say?"

The woman said nothing and just nodded.

"Do you think it's possible that the Imperial Master did it? He didn't get along with the Prime Minister, so he wanted to harm his son." The man added, "But no matter what, it has nothing to do with us. We don't care about him, you know? Just take good care of your child." , others can die how they like, you know? If you don’t do it for anything else, just do it for me. I beg you..."

After he begged for a long time, the woman said slowly: "I don't care."

"Don't lie to me." He hugged her, put his head on her neck, and let go after a while.

The woman put down the teacup and said, "I'm a little tired, let's go back."

When the man heard this, he immediately stood up and helped her out. He kept talking, "Madam, are you tired? Can I hold you? Be careful when going down the stairs. Are your shoes suitable? Are your feet swollen again... …”

The woman was really impatient and stopped him: "Pei Shiyu, you are really annoying! Can you stop talking?!"

"Do you dislike me..." The man's voice became much softer after hearing this, and he spoke with a sense of grievance.

The woman felt her temples pounding, took a deep breath, stepped forward and took his hand, "Go home."

He instantly changed his happy look and followed.

Jiang Zhixia looked at the two people's leaving figures and said calmly: "I'm afraid I've talked so much about my next life."

It happened that the waiter came up with something. Jiang Zhixia pulled him and asked what was going on with the couple just now. How can I say that there is something wrong with the National Preceptor?

The waiter lowered his voice until they were completely out of sight, "That gentleman's wife seems to know some magic. He will listen to whatever she says. His wife said that there is something wrong with the Imperial Preceptor, so he openly calls the Imperial Preceptor a monster every day." .”

"The Imperial Master didn't kill him."

"Their family helps the emperor do business, and they get along well with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, so the imperial advisor should also be wary of them."

"Who is his wife?"

The waiter shook his head, "I don't know her origins. I only know that her surname is Lin. She has a very good memory and a photographic memory. She can memorize a book at a glance, but she doesn't like to talk."

Jiang Zhixia was amazed: Their second senior sister was also named Lin, why couldn't she remember anything? The gap between them both being named Lin is too big.

"Then what happened to the prime minister's son?" she asked again.

"He is the prime minister's youngest son, and one day he suddenly lost his sight." When talking about this, the waiter became excited and beamed. "There are rumors that a monster gouged out his eyes. But the prime minister doesn't believe it. Now it's all over the place." I visited a famous doctor and he said that as long as he could cure his son’s eyes, he would be rewarded with a lot of money.”

When Jiang Zhixia heard about the huge amount of money, she quickly stood up and tidied up her clothes: Isn't a famous doctor here? !