Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

(Read the previous chapter first)

How to make myself bigger.

Yueluo tried hard to grab her relatively spacious clothes with both hands, trying to make herself look bigger by spreading out the hem of her skirt.

She looked as dazed as if she was being forced by adults to try on clothes.

She turned around stiffly to show herself to the emperor. She looked big and would not be accidentally stepped on by passers-by.

There was a curious look in Yue Luo's eyes: "Why can't you find where I am?"

Qi Wu Yue held a silver bell in his hand and said lazily, "Because you were stuck to the bottom of someone's shoe."

Yueluo: “…”

With a beautiful little girl face, she began to nag like an old lady.

"No one followed the emperor on this outing."

"Did the emperor eat well?"

Qi Wu Yue took a sugar pill and put it in his mouth. The sweetness spread from his mouth. He answered without hesitation: "Eat! Seven or eight times a day."

Yueluo paused for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Also..."

She was just about to say, don’t eat too much.

I feel bad again.

So he changed the subject and abruptly changed it to "It's also very good".

It is better to eat more than nothing.

She asked about every detail, from the clothes she wore to the silver jewelry in her hair, just like a worried parent who was worried about her child being away from home.

Qi Wu Yue responded in a disjointed manner.

Yueluo followed with sincere eyes, as if in the world, except for the emperor he cared about, everything else was unimportant, a human-shaped monk bird that would chirp and make noises.

She immediately thought of something, frowned, and worried, "Did the emperor fight with anyone during the time he was away—"

Qi Wu Yue's fingers, which were playing with the silver bell, froze, and he interrupted her casually, "Oh, right, I found Xiao Ling'er. I will take him out to train for a few years, and then bring him back to Southern Xinjiang."

Yueluo's attention was diverted, and she was a little surprised: "Young Master?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Considering the time, he should have grown quite big by now."

Qi Wu Yue shook his hands: "He is quite tall, he is already taller than me... a head..."

There is a hint of depression in these words.

Yueluo smiled sweetly when she heard that.

"Has the emperor seen the Saint Aunt?"

"No, they must have encountered some accidents. Xiao Ling'er's situation is also a bit special. He has lost his memory, and someone has done something to his body... Fu Yun can't locate him." Qi Wu Yue frowned, looking unhappy.

As soon as the magic sword is used, Qi Wu Yue can sense the specific location.

There is only one possibility as to why he couldn't sense Fuyun's location.

The cloud has been sealed by some means to conceal the energy of the qi and has not been used.

A trace of caution appeared on Yueluo's face: "Who do you think would have done this to the young master?"

Qi Wu Yue groaned: "It's hard to judge, maybe he is someone from Southern Xinjiang."

Qi Ge has made many enemies in southern Xinjiang, so this possibility cannot be ruled out.

"Or maybe someone who has a grudge against Southern Xinjiang."

The fact that the magic sword has been left for so many years without being used shows that the murderer is at two extremes.

Extreme wealth and power, and extreme ignorance and shallowness.

Either they are in a high position, or they are the ruler of a certain area, so that they look down upon even the immortal weapons, treat them with disdain, and have not used them for many years.

Or his knowledge is so narrow that he can't even tell that Fuyun is a fairy weapon.

But if he doesn't even have this little bit of knowledge, let alone the way he attacked my aunt and Xiao Ling'er, and the sinister means he used on Xiao Ling'er.

Yueluo nodded solemnly: "I'll send someone to check."

Behind her was an endless white snowfield, with the cold wind blowing the snowflakes, a country of ice and snow.

"Old Dan Jun said that the emperor can no longer fight with others casually, especially those who have reached the emperor's level of cultivation." At the end, Yue Luo instructed Qi Wu Yue very seriously.

When she said this, it was as if she was telling Qi Wu Yue "Don't fight in the academy or bully other students."

Qi Wu Yue who loves to bully others: "..."

He nodded twice randomly to show that he understood.

Yueluo was still worried. She knew her emperor too well. She asked with a serious look in her eyes, "Then...did the emperor fight with anyone during the time he was away?"

Qi Wu Yue didn't even blink: "No."

He usually likes to kick people when he hits them, so it can't be considered as physical violence in any way.

Qian Shilang was split into two by Xuanwei's sword energy.

He removed the arms and legs of the snake himself.

What does this have to do with him?

As for Mo Xiguan's face, it was probably swollen from his own knocks.

"Your Majesty, you can't fight with others anymore. I will get the Heart of Pure Snow." Yue Luo said in a low voice.

Although the voice was very soft, it was as firm as a vow.

Qi Wu Yue didn't care: "That thing may not work."

He just said one thing.

Yueluo just shed tears with an expressionless face and cried in front of him.

Qi Wu Yue: “Take it, take it!”

"If it really doesn't work, if you can't get it, I'll go over and snatch it from him."

Yueluo rolled up her sleeves to wipe her tears and quietly refused: "No."

Qi Wu Yue had no choice but to encourage: "Then you do your best."

After turning off Ling Jue, Qi Wu Yue casually glanced inward at his Dantian.

At the Dantian, the elixir that was as clear as jade was covered with cracks.

The elixir glows faintly, and is as moist as cold jade, or like a clear ice bead, with the texture of water jade, and is marked with numerous fine and deep cracks, just like the ice cracks on a glass cup.

A flaw in a beautiful jade is shocking.

After a fight, another one was added.

Tsk.

It’s all Mo Xiguan’s fault and his broken magic weapon.

Luo Huanji was unable to discover Qi Wu Yue's identity, but was discovered by a magical weapon left by a Half-Step Immortal that was used to detect the strength of spiritual consciousness.

The elixir is about to break and cannot actively absorb spiritual power. It can only rely on sleeping to temporarily absorb spiritual power to maintain itself.

Qi Wu Yue went back and fell asleep immediately.

Xiao Lin was dreaming again.

Or more precisely, memories of childhood.

The bed in front of him was very high, and his outstretched arms were short and small, like a piece of white and tender snow lotus root.

Qi Wu Yue supported his head with one hand and looked at him slightly, his silver eyes full of interest: "Who wants to be hugged all day long~"

The teasing tone was soft and playful.

The overly long silver hair spread out on the bed, with some of the ends falling down onto the snow-white, soft carpet.