pig auspicious

Ji Xiang was only stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses, and quickly rushed out of the Yibao Pavilion with his little hooves.

Ao Zhen didn't even look at the little pig who left in the dust.

Jixiang's heart beats fast.

This is not the first time he has been cast a spell. In fact, when he was in Wanhua Mansion, not only the little fox, but also a little white tiger also liked to place auspiciousness on the grass, and then used it as a pillow for a nap.

Jixiang couldn't resist, so he was so bored that he counted the little tiger's beard while the little tiger was taking a nap.

But whether it's a little fox or a little tiger, their feeling of casting a spell is different from just now.

Ao Li's spell made Jixiang fear from the bottom of his heart.

When he was pinned down by Ao Li, he hated the dangerous aura emanating from Ao Li, but he was powerless to resist.

Ji Xiang, who is too young, doesn't know that dragons have unparalleled advantages in both momentum and ability when facing other creatures in the world.

Because Ao Guang habitually restrained himself deliberately, he didn't even know that the thing that frightened him was called dragon energy.

Even Xiaolong, as long as he has the heart, can scare the little pig into fear with his innate coercion.

If it hadn't been for being stiff and unable to move at that time, Ji Xiang would definitely be trembling uncontrollably.

Hate.

Whether it's Ao Li's spell or Ao Zhen's eyes, Jixiang finds it very annoying.

The little pig quickly rushed across the corner of the corridor and crashed into his bedroom—that is, Ao Guang's study.

Ao Guang is not there.

Little Pig looked around in the study in a daze.

Didn't Ao Guang stay in the study when he had nothing to do?

The cabinet, behind the screen, and even the gaps under the bookshelves were searched, but Ao Guang was really not there.

Jixiang suddenly felt wronged.

Obviously, I don't have to go to class with the wordy Jiumeng today, so I'm in a good mood.

But Ao Guang left himself to those annoying children.

The drooling child hates it, the child who mentions himself hates it, and the cold older child hates it even more.

Jixiang got under the desk.

Growing up so big, he was homesick for the first time.

The straw nest at the foot of Mount Penglai that he had left for a long time.

……

When Jiumeng received the report from the little maid that Jixiang might not get along with Aozhen and the others and had already run away, a long time had passed.

Of course, Jiu Meng didn't dare to ask the little princes what happened, so he had to pick and choose and report to the Dragon King.

Ao Guang, who was talking to his younger brother Ao Run, who was the father of the three Ao family brothers, frowned when he heard this, and fell silent for a while.

Jiumeng's heart was pounding.

In fact, he was not sure whether Jixiang was so important in Ao Guang's heart that he interrupted his conversation with the Dragon King of the West Sea, but just now he heard from a little palace maid that Jixiang rushed out after staying in Yibao Pavilion for a while, and On the one hand, the complexions of the little princes were not very good, and Ao Bai, the youngest, seemed to be crying, which made Jiumeng have to worry about whether the auspiciousness had offended a few distinguished little guests.

Ao Run did not comment on Jiu Meng's reckless intrusion, but took an interesting look at Ao Guang's face. "Ao Li yelled in Xihai that you brought a piglet back to the palace."

Ao Guang stood up. "The maid said that Ao Bai was crying."

Ao Run blinked, but didn't really care. "Yeah. Xiaobai loves to cry, but now he is spoiled by his brother."

Ao Guang nodded and left, before leaving, motioned Jiu Meng to accompany the guests.

Jixiang has only been in the Dragon Palace for a few days, and Ao Guang can easily guess where Jixiang is now.

Pushing open the door of the study, Ao Guang stepped over the fallen flower stand and scattered paperweight brushes on the ground without changing his expression.

Under the desk, the original gilded bronze stove with nine rings was removed, and now there is a long blanket and a huge clam shell quietly staying there.

"Auspicious?" Ao Guang squatted in front of the desk and called.

The shells are tightly closed.

This old clam has been raised under the flower pond of the Dragon Palace for 200 years, and the light emitted when it vomited beads once illuminated half of the Dragon Palace.

Later, the old clam died, but because of the white and beautiful texture of the clam shell, it was still a rare mica clam that could be closed and opened after death, so it was taken into the treasure house of the palace.

When Ao Guang ordered Jiumeng to give Jixiang a nest, Jiumeng immediately thought of this big clam shell.

The palace maids wiped the clam shells with the cleanest water essence, put a layer of fluff from the base of the crane's wings inside, and covered it with a layer of the softest cloud brocade. One of the largest night pearls for lighting was also dragged in—as long as the night pearls were not stuffed into the brocade cloth, even if the clam shell was closed, it would be as bright as day.

But ever since Jixiang kicked away Jiumeng who was holding him and rolled in the clam shell, the clam shell hadn't closed.

Ao Guang stretched out his hand and dragged out the big clam shell. As expected, the clam shell became a lot heavier.

After thinking about it, Ao Guang decided to get the little pig out first.

He stretched out his hand and drew a circle along the edge of the clam shell, and the tightly closed clam shell slowly opened.

Inside was a mess of brocade cloth—a big bag bulging in the middle.

Ao Guang peeled off the tangled brocade cloth.

The long-lost white steamed bun was revealed.

It was exactly the same as when Ao Guang saw Jixiang for the first time, the difference was that this time Jixiang was clearly sober.

Then can he judge that this posture with the butt facing the sky represents a piggy that is angry?

"Auspicious." Ao Guang wanted to turn the little pig over.

He was kicked hard.

"What's going on?" Ao Guang let go and touched Jixiang's back instead.

The little pig's face was buried in the cloth, only a few vague words popped out.

Ao Guang got closer and found that those few words were repeated: bullying.

"Ao Zhen and the others bullied you?" Ao Guang frowned.

Ao Bai doesn't count, although Ao Li is a bit jumpy, but Ao Zhen is always steady, and he won't bully a little pig just after meeting.

Besides, it's still a little pig without any magic power.

"Ao Li and the others are young, so they don't need to think too much about what they say or do," Ao Guang said. "There are no piglets like you in Xihai. They will definitely find it new, but they may not know how to treat you. If you are not sure, just tell them clearly."

The little pig didn't move.

Ao Guang sighed inwardly. "...how did they bully you?"

Jixiang jumped up immediately.

"Bullying! Ao Bai!" As soon as it was time to complain, Ji Xiang became energetic. "Bullying...well, Ao Li!"

Ao Bai and Ao Li?

Ao Guang was a little surprised.

Ao Li has a somewhat capricious temper, but Ao Bai is just a little finger-sucking baby.

"How did Ao Bai and Ao Li bully you?" Ao Guang asked warmly.

For the first time, Jixiang regretted not learning to speak with Jiumeng seriously.

Because he didn't know which word to use to describe the fear that Ao Li brought to him.

...and how aggrieved Ao Zhen's eyes made him feel.

When the auspiciousness here has not yet been brewed and how to use his rich body language to complain to Ao Guang, there is a knock on the door of the study behind Ao Guang.

Ji Xiang saw it, and jumped into Ao Guang's arms with an "ow".

The door of the study was open.

Outside the door are Ao Zhen and Ao Li.