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In the end, the fish soup was boiled, and Ying Zhou was too tired to move, so Xu Boyuan cooked dumplings and brought them to the bedside to feed him, and after eating, he carried him to the hot spring behind to wash.

After getting up early in the morning, Ying Zhou was so sleepy after such a toss, so he went to bed early after washing, and was hugged by Xu Boyuan, sleeping very peacefully.

In the middle of the night, Ying Zhou had a dream.

In his dream, he returned to the frozen Buzhou Mountain, soaking in the icy lake of the back mountain, the only light came from far away from the water surface, and it gradually diminished through the thick ice layer, until only a little blurred light remained in his eyes Halo, unusually warm in the freezing cold lake water.He stretched out his hand towards that place, in fact, he didn't hold any hope of grabbing something, but a little golden light suddenly fell into his hand.

He grabbed the golden light in front of him, opened his hands, and found that it was a tiny dragon, not much bigger than an embroidery needle, and it was in a circle on his palm, the dragon's eyes were closed, and he was sleeping soundly.

It is very similar to the one on Xu Boyuan's sword.

After a good night's sleep, he didn't feel much discomfort after waking up. Xu Boyuan had breakfast with him, took out a medicine bottle, and asked, "Did you get hurt yesterday? Let me take a look for you."

Speaking of yesterday, Ying Zhou blushed a bit, shook his head and said, "Nothing happened, no injury."

He is also a tiger anyway, how could he get hurt because of this kind of thing.

Xu Boyuan raised his eyebrows: "Really not?"

Ying Zhou covered his hot face: "No."

But Xu Boyuan suddenly picked him up, put him on the bed, turned over, "It's better to check."

Ying Zhou buried his head in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "It's really not..."

Xu Boyuan smiled, hugged him from behind, breathed hot air behind his ears, and said softly: "Shy?"

Ying Zhou frowned and didn't speak.

"Ying Zhou," Xu Boyuan kissed his ear, "I'm very happy."

"..." Well, in fact, he did too.

"I'm really happy," repeated Xu Boyuan's body close to him, "I'm glad to meet you."

Ying Zhou turned his face slightly to meet his eyes. The earnestness in his thick black pupils was like a line of poetry, straightforward, eager, and affectionate. Said: "Me too."

Xu Boyuan turned him over, facing himself, and put him in his arms, "One more day of rest, and I will get up early and return to Beijing tomorrow."

Ying Zhou didn't really want to leave, but he also knew that Xu Boyuan had to go back, "Can I come here again in the future?"

Xu Boyuan laughed: "You can come when you want."

Ying Zhou also laughed, hugged him and didn't want to move anymore.

The four seasons on Nanling Island are like spring, just the opposite of Buzhou Mountain, where the weather is cold and freezing. The city is full of flowers and the sun is warm and bright.

When Tianchen came, Nanling Xianjun was drinking tea and playing chess with his disciples in the sea of ​​flowers.

Nan Ling stroked his beard, "Hey, why did you come to my place? Could it be that there is news from Ying Zhou?"

The disciple had already retreated, and Tianchen sat opposite Nan Ling, looking unhappy, took out a cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table, and cut straight to the point: "There are clams, nanzhizi, and double tusks here, and I urgently need a bag." Yu'lon, when will you make it?"

"..." Nan Ling's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "You're pregnant?!"

Yulong is not a precious thing, but it has a unique effect. It is used by immortals to strengthen the soul of the fetus when they are pregnant. He has lived for tens of thousands of years and only refined a few.

Tianchen frowned and shook his head.

"Then..." Nanling paused, considering his tone, "Who did you impregnate?"

Tianchen: "...No."

Nan Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't scare me, I'm still a fairy who is so capable and able to accept Si Ming..."

"It's Buzhou Tiger."

"Oh, it's Ying Zhou..." Nan Ling stroked his beard and smiled. He recovered with a smile and widened his eyes again, "Who are you talking about?!"

"...Tiger."

"..."

Tianchen's expression didn't look like he was joking, besides, he was famous in the Nine Heavens for not being able to joke.

"Ying Zhou... with whom?" Nan Ling covered his heart, what was the excitement of being a grandfather all of a sudden?

Tianchen sighed, "Don't ask me first, when will Yulong be ready?"

"No matter what, it will take ten days and nights. If you just give me these three medicines, it won't be enough..."

Tianchen interrupted him: "Within three days, if Xianjun wants anything, I will find it for you."

Nan Ling shook his beard, "Si Ming, what, is it your child who should be pregnant with Zhou?"

"……no."

"Oh, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Nan Ling couldn't tell if he was relieved, if Ying Zhou really talked to Tianchen... well, it's not that he was picky about Tianchen, but his own cub always hopes He finds the best in the world.It's not that Tianchen is bad, it's just that he's a bit boring.

He smiled and said: "Although Ying Zhou is younger, his mana is far superior to ours. It doesn't matter if he eats a few days later."

Tianchen's face became more serious, he stood up, and bowed to Nan Lingping with his hands up, "Xianjun, it's not a trivial matter, I can't explain the reason, but please be sure to practice Yulong within three days, Please."

"Hey! Commander's order is a must!" Nan Ling was taken aback and stood up quickly.He is a hidden fairy, if he had to count, he was a head lower than a high-ranking fairy like Tianchen, how could he receive such a gift from Tianchen.

Seeing Tianchen's expression was so heavy, he couldn't help feeling uneasy, he also closed his expression, and said solemnly: "Don't be in a hurry, I'll open the medicine stove right away, the rest of the herbs are all available, don't worry, you can find them here." yes."

After two days of being tired, I still have to go back to Beijing.

Feelings can be divided into depths, not to say that there is no time to love, but with the closest contact, it will always be different from before. Ying Zhou feels that he is more clingy to Xu Boyuan than before. I thought, once I saw him, I wanted to cling to him.

He felt a little unbelievable, now that he thought about it, he couldn't remember much of the 2000 years on Buzhou Mountain, but everything during the nearly one year of entering the mortal world was vivid in his memory.

If the monsters in the southeast, northwest and mountains saw him now, they would probably be shocked, right?He has never been a very enthusiastic person. He treats everything equally and seems to take everything into his heart, but in fact he doesn't care about anything. To put it nicely, he has a broad heart, but to put it bluntly, he is actually deserted. Such a him would unexpectedly have a day when he was so obsessed with something.

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the reaction everyone would have.

"What are you thinking?" Xu Boyuan was behind him, with the reins shaking, Fushuang ran unhurriedly, and he freed one hand to wrap around Ying Zhou's waist.

Ying Zhou took advantage of the situation and leaned back a little, turned his head to the side and raised his lips to smile at him, "I want the southeast and northwest to come and see you."

Xu Boyuan paused, covered his eyes, and said helplessly, "Ying Zhou, don't smile at me like that."

Ying Zhou blinked, "Why?"

Xu Boyuan sighed, and whispered in his ear: "It will make me feel like a beast."

"Hmm..." Ying Zhou didn't understand what he meant at the beginning, until the horse's back was bumping, and he felt a stiffness behind him, and the roots of his ears immediately turned red.

Perhaps Xu Boyuan has also changed, Ying Zhou covered his ears and thought, at least he would not say such explicit things in the past.

The way back always felt much shorter than the time when they came, so short that Ying Zhou was still unsatisfied, they had already entered the city gate.

However, after two days away, there will not be much change. In the early morning, the vendors on Zhuque Street are yelling and drinking, and the smell of various food is blowing in your face. Ying Zhou remembered that when he first entered the mortal world, because he had no money, he couldn't even afford a bun. The predicament at that time was compared with the happiness of today, and I couldn't help laughing again, looking at the bun shop on the side of the road, my eyes were shining.

Xu Boyuan asked: "Want to eat?"

Ying Zhou rolled his eyes and smiled, "Yes."

Xu Boyuan reined in his horse and went down to buy one.

Ying Zhou held the steaming steamed bun in his hand, and it didn't cool down until Fushuang walked to the gate of the palace. Ying Zhou divided the steamed stuffed bun into two from the middle, thinking that he would give half to Xu Boyuan later, and tell him about it things at that time.

Before they had time to dismount, the doorman saw them and shouted, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty is back!"

Xu Boyuan frowned, and the housekeeper who was over fifty years old ran out from inside, "Your Majesty!"

Xu Boyuan asked: "What's wrong?"

The steward looked anxious, and said: "The Princess was invited into the palace by His Royal Highness yesterday, but she has not come back yet. I sent someone to ask, but was told that the Princess is not feeling well, and she is asking the imperial doctor to see a doctor. Your Highness ordered that if the Crown Prince returns, , immediately enter the palace..."

Xu Boyuan hesitated, "The palace you entered yesterday?"

The butler nodded, "Yes, I left at noon yesterday."

Xu Boyuan and Ying Zhou looked at each other, and Ying Zhou said, "I'll go with you."

If it is really ill, Ying Zhouzai is naturally much safer, Xu Boyuan nodded immediately, and said to the butler: "I will enter the palace right away, you go to Qi's mansion to tell the two aunts, and invite them to enter the palace together."

The author has something to say: Ah, I almost forgot that this is a birth article...

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