Comprehensive film and television: Female supporting role counterattack plan

"Aunt Zimu, why don't you see Uncle Moyuan?"

Fengjiu looked around for several times but couldn't find Mo Yuan. Her previous plan of returning home as long as Aunt Zimu was there, Uncle Mo Yuan would also appear was suddenly broken, and Fengjiu couldn't help but feel confused.

"He went to the Ninth Heaven to protect someone."

Zi Mu answered simply and clearly. Anyway, Mo Yuan had just told him that the matter with Emperor Donghua was over, so it would be fine to tell Fengjiu now.

"Hey? Is there anyone else who can call me Uncle Mo Yuan?"

Fengjiu frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in her tone.

In her impression, Uncle Mo Yuan has always been a majestic and solemn god. Apart from Aunt Zimu and the senior brothers of Kunlun Xu, there are very few people who can let him protect the law in person.

Zimu smiled and knocked on Fengjiu's head, saying helplessly: "Xiaojiu, what you said is wrong, doesn't your uncle have many friends?"

She knew that Fengjiu respected Mo Yuan very much, so she reacted like this.

After hearing what Aunt Zimu said, Fengjiu felt that what she said was a bit inappropriate and smiled embarrassedly.

She thought that although Uncle Mo Yuan didn't have many friends, he still had a few, and they were all of high status. She just didn't think of them at the moment.

"Could it be my uncle? I haven't heard my aunt mention him either."

Fengjiu frowned and tried to recall for a long time before she was sure that Bai Qian had not mentioned this to her.

"It's not your uncle, it's Emperor Donghua." Zimu took a sip of fruit wine and said slowly.

"Hmm? Lord Zimu, what happened to my brother?"

Zhi He, who was having a good chat with Ling Qiu, was a little confused when he suddenly heard the name of his sworn brother.

But when I think about it carefully, my brother-in-law has a very strange temper, so it is normal for him not to tell me when there is something.

"What's wrong with the Emperor?" Fengjiu's bright eyes were filled with doubts and she looked a little anxious.

"Girl Jiu is so worried? As expected, the old saying is absolutely right, girls cannot be kept when they grow up." Zi Mu teased as he looked at Feng Jiu's anxious look.

“Aunt Zimu, just tell me.” Fengjiu pulled Zimu’s sleeve and said coquettishly.

"When Emperor Donghua was the ruler of heaven and earth, the various races were not at peace. Your teacher should have told you about these old stories when you first started school." Zimu explained patiently.

"Yeah, yeah." Fengjiu nodded repeatedly.

"You have also heard the rumor that Emperor Donghua erased his name from the Three Lives Stone in order to prevent himself from having any weaknesses," Zimu continued.

"I heard that Aunt Zimu's name on the Three Lives Stone can really be erased at will?" Fengjiu asked curiously.

"Of course not, but I don't know what price Emperor Donghua paid to erase his name."

"God Zimu, my brother's name is not on the Three Lives Stone. Does that mean he will never find a partner again?" Zhihe asked worriedly.

"That's right in principle," Zimu answered affirmatively.

After hearing what Zimu said, Zhihe looked at Fengjiu worriedly.

She knew very well how much Fengjiu liked her brother's hard body, and her brother also indulged Fengjiu to live in Taichen Palace. She had always been at odds with Fengjiu because she was jealous.

“Then Uncle Mo Yuan went to the Ninth Heaven to protect the Emperor. What law did he protect?” Feng Jiu asked in a low voice.

"He wants to carve his name back on it now." Zimu said to Fengjiu with a smile.

"Is this possible?" Fengjiu's eyes widened in surprise.

"Why not?" Zimu asked back.

"What price will the Emperor have to pay this time?" Fengjiu's face was full of worry, and her voice was a little anxious.

"Red gold blood, one third of his cultivation, and half of his magic power. However, he cannot be disturbed in the middle of the process, otherwise all his efforts will be wasted." Zimu answered with a serious expression.

"That's why Uncle Mo Yuan went back to the Ninth Heaven."

Fengjiu suddenly realized and became even more worried about Emperor Donghua.

The red-gold blood is the lifeblood of Emperor Donghua, and the loss of one-third of his cultivation and half of his magic power is a huge price to pay.

Fengjiu couldn't help but feel distressed for Emperor Donghua's decision: "Why did he insist on carving his name again?"

“What do you think?” Zimu tilted his head slightly and looked at Fengjiu teasingly. In fact, Zimu admired Emperor Donghua for being so decisive.

"Oh~" Zhihe also looked at Fengjiu with a teasing expression, and there seemed to be a lot of deep meaning hidden in his eyes.

Fengjiu blushed when Zimu and Zhihe looked at her.

As a junior, she couldn't say anything to Zimu, so she could only point the finger at Zhihe: "What the hell, your brother is like this and you're not worried at all, right?"

"Why should I worry? He is as hard as a rock. As long as he doesn't want to die, he can live for a very, very long time."

Zhihe curled her lips and said nonchalantly.

Although her words sounded relaxed, there was inevitably a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Besides, he is only my sworn brother, not my father. If you are worried, then don't you worry about your future sister-in-law? Why should I worry? Aren't there Lord Mo Yuan and the others?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Zhihe's words. She teased Fengjiu deliberately, trying to make her feel even more embarrassed.

Zhihe’s words not only shocked Zimu, but also Ling Qiu.

He took a liking to Zhi He at first sight, but became hesitant after knowing her identity.

After all, the rumor that Emperor Donghua's sister Princess Zhihe is in love with Emperor Donghua has been circulating for tens of thousands of years.

What Zhihe said at this moment gave Ling Qiu hope. A feeling of joy surged in his heart, and there was a bit more anticipation in his eyes.

He looked at Zhihe's profile and thought to himself that perhaps he would have a chance to take a further step.

Zimu looked at Ling Qiu and Zhihe with a meaningful smile on his face.

I always feel that the relationship between these two young people is absolutely wonderful.

After hearing what Zhihe said, Fengjiu felt even more embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes were shining with determination.

The first time she saw Emperor Donghua, she wanted to take him home, and her thoughts never changed.

She is now practicing hard and trying every possible way to become stronger, just to knock Emperor Donghua unconscious and drag him away if he disagrees.

"Zi Mu" Mo Yuan went straight to Zi Mu as soon as he returned to Luoxia Realm. The good relationship between the two made Feng Jiu envious for many years.

"came back?"

"Yes." Mo Yuan handed Zimu a white jade bottle and continued, "This is what Donghua asked me to pass on to you."

Zimu felt that there was a lot of red gold blood in the jade bottle, and silently felt that Donghua was really generous this time.

Seeing Fengjiu's tangled look and wanting to ask something, Zimu sighed and asked, "How is the Emperor? If the husband doesn't say anything, our ninth girl will be so anxious that she will cry."

"Fortunately, after the name was engraved, he was struck by forty-five heavenly thunders. Now he has returned to Taichen Palace to recuperate."