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In the underworld, Qing Yao was chatting with Meng Po Lingdi.

Qing Yao: "How long has His Highness Pluto gone to Heaven to attend Taibai Xingjun's birthday banquet?"

Lingdi: "Let me count my fingers. A familiar ghost passed by the Naihe Bridge a few days ago. When he crossed the bridge last time, His Highness was still walking around in the world."

Qing Yao: "So, His Highness has not returned for nearly 100 years."

Lingdi: "Tell me, why did His Highness not return?"

Qing Yao: "I bet, His Highness was detained by the Heavenly Court because the birthday present Taibai Xingjun didn't like."

Lingdi: "I bet, Your Highness is unwilling to go back to the underworld because of being the King of Pluto for ten thousand years. The Heavenly Emperor finally discovered his hard work and rewarded him with an official position in the sky."

Qing Yao: "I think your guess is reliable."

Lingdi: "Is our Highness really the kind of person who climbs high?"

Qing Yao: "You see he hasn't come back yet, how can you and I make a decision?"

Inside Donghua Hall——

"Ah!" Yan Fei sneezed heavily, rubbed his nose, and when he turned around to continue sleeping, he fell into a soft and warm embrace.

He paused for a moment, then scrambled to get out, "Heavenly Emperor...why haven't you woken up yet?"

Rong Hua was lying on his side beside him, his black hair scattered on the jade pillow.He put one hand behind his head, his beautiful mother seemed to be filled with endless mist, and his voice was extremely lazy, "Didn't Ah Fei wake up too?"

Yan Fei nestled under the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes, "If the Emperor of Heaven doesn't care anymore, the outsiders will smash Xiaoxian into a sieve."

Rong Hua still had no intention of getting up, instead he picked up Yan Fei's lock of black hair beside his pillow and played with it, "What speech?"

Yan Fei shrank into the quilt again, "There is a famous poem in the world, I wonder if the Emperor of Heaven has ever heard it?"

"tell me the story."

"The spring night is short and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Rong Hua's eyes didn't change, and he said calmly, "This poem is quite suitable to describe me."

Yan Fei looked at him, "The Heavenly Emperor really can see it."

Rong Hua turned all sentient beings upside down with a smile, let go of his hair, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the face, "I get up first to deal with business, you wait obediently in the hall."

Yan Fei felt his face was hot, nodded tremblingly and said, "Yeah."

As soon as Rong Hua left, Yan Fei got up in a hurry, went down to the underworld and returned to the underworld. When Qing Yao and others saw him, they burst into tears and snot.

Lingdi tearfully said, "If Your Highness doesn't come back, all the subordinates will think that you are greedy for the glory and wealth of the Heavenly Court, and they don't want to come back."

Yan Fei was really sweating, this king also wants to come back, the key is to come back.

Qing Yao asked, "Your Highness, what have you been doing in the Heavenly Court for nearly a hundred years?"

What did you do?Yan Fei was sweating again, probably because he was doing something every day.

"The king is very thirsty, you go and prepare some water for the king."

Qingyao Lingdi hurriedly went to prepare water, and Yan Fei finally had a moment of leisure in his ears.

He stayed in the underworld for several months, had a good rest, guessed that Rong Hua would soon return to the Donghua Palace, and then returned to the Heavenly Court on a cloud.

Arriving at the Donghua Palace, Ronghua hadn't come back yet, Yan Fei heaved a sigh of relief, and sat at the table tasting Qionglu.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, Yan Fei turned his head, looked at the person, and was about to bow his hands to salute, but suddenly remembered that Rong Hua said that when there are only two people, there is no need to be restricted by etiquette, so he put it down again.

Rong Hua walked over and saw that there was still half a cup of Qionglu in his cup, so he picked it up and drank it.

Yan Fei asked, "Has the Heavenly Emperor finished his business?"

"Today's work is over." Rong Hua sat opposite him and poured another glass of Qionglu for himself.

Yan Fei was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Xiaoxian has something to ask the Heavenly Emperor."

Rong Hua looked at him with gentle eyes, "Ask."

Yan Fei pulled a strand of his hair and wrapped it around his fingers, "Xiaoxian... when can I go back to the underworld?"

Rong Hua said, "Why does Ah Fei want to go back? Could it be that I treated you badly?"

Yan Fei kept shaking his head, "The Emperor of Heaven treats Xiaoxian very well. It's just that Xiaoxian stays here, it's really inappropriate."

"What's wrong?"

Yan Fei remained silent, thinking that nothing was right...

Rong Hua smiled slightly, "I understand what you mean."

Yan Fei bowed his head and remained silent.

"You think I didn't give you a title."

Yan Fei stared at him blankly, and it took him a while to recover his voice, "Xiaoxian is not..."

"You don't need to say too much, I will find an opportunity to tell all the immortals in the heavenly court about the matter of status, and Ah Fei will suffer some grievances for the time being."

Yan Fei was dumbfounded for a moment, "...Oh."

In the underworld, Qing Yao and Ling Di were chatting again.

Qing Yao: "How long has it been since His Highness left after a brief return to the underworld for a few months?"

Lingdi: "Let me pinch my fingers and do the math. A familiar ghost passed by Naihe Bridge yesterday. He is a deity who descended from the heavens for many calamities. To be promoted from a loose immortal to an immortal, one has to go through seven or seven 49 reincarnations. It was him yesterday. His last life, and the first time he entered the world, His Highness had just left the underworld not long ago."

Qing Yao: "So, His Highness hasn't come back for nearly 5000 years."

Lingdi: "Tell me, what is the reason for His Highness not coming back?"

Qing Yao: "I bet, His Highness must have offended the Emperor of Heaven in the Heavenly Court and was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison."

Lingdi: "I bet, His Highness must have been appointed an official by the Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Court, and since then he is unwilling to return to the Underworld."

Qing Yao: "I don't think your guess is as reliable as mine."

Lingdi: "That's right, Your Highness is definitely not the one who climbs high, and he will never reject us just because he covets the glory and wealth of the Heavenly Court."

Qing Yao was about to nod, when suddenly he stepped into the underworld alone, with the light of immortality shining all over his body, and he couldn't get close.

Lingdi looked at the man from a distance, "Your Excellency is..."

Qing Yao tugged at her sleeve and said in a low voice, "This person is His Highness's fairy friend, the Nine Jade Immortal Emperor in the sky."

Lingdi nodded quickly, with a respectful expression on his face, "The Immortal Emperor came to look for His Highness, His Highness..."

"I'm here to look for you." Jiuyu restrained the light of the immortal grid and walked over.

Qing Yao was puzzled, "Does the Immortal Emperor need any help?"

Jiuyu swaggered and sat on the Pluto seat, holding a cup of tea on the case, "You need to teach me how to write the book of life and death, and how to be the king of Pluto."

Lingdi was taken aback, "Why? What about our Highness?"

"Haven't you heard the news yet?" Jiuyu smiled slightly, "Yan Fei has already become the empress of the Heavenly Court. If calculated according to the time in the underworld, the wedding was held 3000 years ago."

All the errands suddenly seemed to be able to stuff an egg in their mouths.

Qing Yao swallowed, "Heavenly Emperor... is taking the lead and breaking his sleeves?"

Jiuyu looked at him appreciatively, "You can see clearly. At that time, the Emperor of Heaven spent a lot of effort in convincing the whole Heavenly Court, and even had to resign at one point. It took more than 1000 years of rectification before the immortals were finally relieved."

Lingdi: "The Emperor of Heaven really loves His Highness deeply..."

Jiuyu raised his eyebrows, "I will be your Highness in the future, remember to change your words."

Qing Yao stepped forward and asked, "The immortal emperor is so high-ranking, why is he willing to resign himself to the underworld to be the king of the underworld?"

"Because this seat is very idle." Jiuyu spread his hands, "Since the heavenly emperor and Yan Fei got married, there has been a sour smell everywhere. This seat is a suave, suave person who likes to be alone. If not, I will become the King of Pluto.”

"Oh."

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed, and the sour smell of heaven is still strong.Jiuyu is the King of Pluto in the underworld, but his life is called a romantic and happy life.

Because of this profession, it is really idle.

Otherwise, Yan Fei wouldn't have gone to the world to buy buns in his free time.

Jiuyu will occasionally go to the world to wander around. Over the millennium, some places have continuously changed from the sea to the mulberry fields, and from the mulberry fields to the sea.

Jiuyu panicked and went back to the underworld to write the book of life and death.Suddenly a ghost floated in front of his eyes, he raised his head, um...it didn't seem to be a ghost, because the light of fairy light was on his body, although it was very weak.

Jiuyu asked, "I don't know which immortal friend you are, who has experienced many calamities and cultivated immortals. Can you tell me the name of the king?"

Immortal friend moved closer, and replied lightly, "My immortal name is Taboo Chongguang, and another name is Pei'er."

Jiuyu nodded, "It was Chongguang's immortal friend, who has admired him for a long time, and will be included in the immortal class in the future. Don't forget to visit me, an idle Pluto."

Shigemitsu smiled faintly, "I will never forget."

After all, he floated away again.

In the Heavenly Court, Yan Feicai got up at three o'clock in the morning, and walked around the Donghua Hall with his waist supported, flexing his muscles and bones.

The fairy envoy suddenly came to report, saying that Mr. Ziwei Xing asked to see him.

Yan Fei was puzzled, but agreed.Walking into the main hall, Mr. Ziwei Xing hurriedly asked him, "The Empress, do you remember that thousands of years ago, you asked Xiaoxian about the fate of a little ghost?"

Yan Fei nodded, "Remember, what's wrong?"

"Xiaoxian...Xiaoxian made a mistake at the time!"

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