Zimu looked at Zhihe's departing back and frowned slightly.

She didn't care about Zhihe's attitude, but the jealous and crazy look made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Siming Xingjun smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't mind it, Your Highness. This is Princess Zhihe's personality."

Zimu smiled faintly and said, "It's okay."

Zimu looked at Siming Xingjun and Chonglin, and said, "Since I have given the things to you, I will leave first."

Siming Xingjun and Chonglin quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness, take care."

Zi Mu didn't even look at Emperor Donghua. He turned around and left Taichen Palace. After returning to Sujin Palace, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart did not disappear.

Zimu sat on a lounge chair in the garden, thinking quietly.

She knew that in the Ninth Heaven, interpersonal relationships were complicated and she could get into trouble if she was not careful.

It’s true that she doesn’t want to cause trouble, but she is not afraid of trouble either, otherwise why would she practice so hard.

If Zhihe provokes him without reason, Zimu really doesn't mind teaching her how to be an immortal. After all, the strong are respected, and it's not like everyone in the world is her father and people give in to her everywhere.

At the same time, in Taichen Palace, Emperor Donghua looked at the recliner sent by Zimu, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Emperor, His Highness Zimu really cares about you." Chonglin looked at Emperor Donghua's expression and couldn't help but say.

Emperor Donghua glanced at Chonglin and said lightly, "You are too talkative."

Chonglin smiled and said nothing more.

He knew that although the Emperor did not say it, he had different feelings for His Highness Zimu in his heart.

Siming Xingjun reminded quietly: "Emperor, His Highness Zimu seemed angry just now."

"It doesn't matter."

It's better to be angry. Being angry means that the little girl is not really heartless.

After Zhihe returned to her residence, her jealousy became even stronger.

This time when she returned to Heavenly Palace, she clearly felt that Zimu's appearance had snatched away her brother's attention, and she couldn't let this situation continue.

So, she decided to find an opportunity to embarrass Zimu and let her brother know that only she, Zhihe, was the most suitable person to accompany him and the one who loved him the most.

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A few days later, Zhihe learned that Tiangong was going to hold a banquet, and she thought it was a perfect opportunity.

Zhihe was planning to embarrass Zimu at the banquet so that she would know how powerful she was.

She dressed up carefully, choosing the most gorgeous clothes and the most dazzling jewelry, trying her best to outshine Zimu at the banquet.

Zhihe looked at herself in the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and felt full of confidence.

She believed that with her beauty and status, she would be able to embarrass Zimu in front of everyone.

After all, in Zhihe's eyes, the difference between Emperor Donghua's adopted sister and Emperor Tian's adopted daughter is obvious.

Zhihe, who was obviously blinded by jealousy, forgot that Sima Xingjun had reminded her that Zimu had already ascended to become a god.

On the day of the banquet, all the gods from the Ninth Heaven arrived.

The entire banquet was bustling with music and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Zimu also came to the banquet accompanied by Cheng Yu Yuanjun.

She was wearing a light blue dress, with silver hair cascading down behind her like a waterfall. Her temperament was cool and noble, instantly attracting the attention of many gods.

Everyone admired Zimu's beauty and temperament, and their hearts were filled with curiosity and admiration for her.

The moment Zhihe saw Zimu, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

She originally thought that her dress was outstanding enough, but she didn't expect that Zimu's appearance would instantly overshadow her.

A surge of anger surged in Zhihe's heart, she was unwilling to be outdone by Zimu.

So he deliberately walked to Zimu and said in a sarcastic tone: "Hey, isn't this Princess Zhaoren? You are dressed so beautifully today, who are you trying to attract attention to?"

Zhihe's tone was full of sarcasm and jealousy, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Zimu frowned slightly, looked at Zhihe and said, "I am just attending the banquet normally, and I am not trying to attract anyone's attention. But Princess Zhihe, you seem to have a lot of opinions about me."

Zimu's voice was cold and firm, making people feel her majesty and confidence.

Zhi He snorted coldly and said, "You are an outsider, how can you get the attention of my brother? Do you think you can please my brother by giving him a recliner?"

Zhihe's tone was full of dissatisfaction and jealousy. She thought Zimu had used improper means to gain the attention of Emperor Donghua.

After hearing what Zhihe said, Zimu thought the princess was really ridiculous.

Zimu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile: "Princess Zhihe, you are too self-righteous." Her eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, making people feel her powerful aura.

"How is the relationship between me and Donghua? How can a Supreme Immortal like you speculate casually?"

"As for whether Donghua pays attention to me, that is his business. What does it have to do with you?" Zimu took a step forward with every sentence she spoke. Her imposing manner forced Zhihe to retreat again and again.

Zhi He was so angry at Zi Mu's words that her face turned red. She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't be complacent. My brother was only deceived by you for a while. Sooner or later, he will see your true colors."

Zhihe's tone was filled with anger and unwillingness, and she was unwilling to admit that she was at a disadvantage in this contest.

Zimu shook his head gently and looked at her with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

"Princess Zhihe, if you have time to make trouble here, you might as well spend more time improving yourself. Your childish behavior will only make people feel ridiculous and even damage the reputation of your deceased father."

At this time, Cheng Yuyuanjun couldn't help but said: "Princess Zhihe, don't go too far. Her Highness has never provoked you, but you are targeting her everywhere."

Cheng Yu Yuanjun's voice was filled with anger and dissatisfaction, and she stood up for Zimu.

Zhi He glared at Cheng Yu Yuan Jun and said, "You are a little fairy who ascended from the lower world. What qualifications do you have to interrupt? You have no right to speak here."

Zhihe's tone was full of arrogance and disdain. Chengyu was used to it, but Zimu was very angry.

Cheng Yu Yuanjun was about to refute but was stopped by Zi Mu. After all, Cheng Yu Yuanjun was a friend she recognized, and it was not up to others to use her identity to make trouble.

"The little fairies who ascended from the lower realms have already become high-level fairies on their own, unlike Princess Zhihe, who bears the title of Donghua Emperor's adopted sister but is still a high-level fairy."

Zimu's tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, making people feel her powerful aura.

Zhihe was so angry at Zimu's words that her face turned red and she didn't know what to say to refute Zimu.

She was filled with anger and resentment, but had no way to vent it.

Zhihe glared at Zimu fiercely, then turned and left.

Watching Zhi He's hurriedly leaving figure, Cheng Yu Yuanjun looked at Zi Mu in admiration and said, "Your Highness is amazing."

"With her fighting ability, she had the nerve to jump in front of me. She got angry and left before I could say anything. How boring."

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