I have a deep love for Zhenjun

When I went to court the next day, I was radiant and in good spirits, even Ming Liao approached me and inquired into the secrets of last night's boudoir, my expression could be called gentle and gentle.

Ming Liao asked: "How does it taste?"

I took a sip of my tea: "Wonderful."

He asked again: "I don't know if Xiao Zhuluo is above...or below?"

I was startled by this fellow's explicit words, the tea entered my throat, I coughed chokingly, and it took me a long time to recover.

Thinking of yesterday's slutty attitude, he suddenly felt overwhelmed, and said vaguely: "It's said that it's the golden house, so why do you ask more?"

"Then don't ask." Ming Liao squinted his eyes, "But I don't know, Xiao Zhuluo has figured it out now... Are you affectionate or ruthless to your lover?"

After the rain cleared up last night, Zhaohua clung to my left ear and asked me some plausible words.

I still didn't know how to answer, so I simply kept my mouth shut, sat on the throne of the demon king, and lost my mind for a long time.

In the afternoon, I paced to Hongliaodu.

Zhao Hua was practicing sword again unmoved.I looked at his Qingjun figure, suddenly felt itchy in my heart, I simply imagined a sword, stepped forward, and fought him.

Limited by my talent, I am not good at swordsmanship.

The set of kneading flowers and broken jade that Yun Min taught me, I can only do the second style so far, no matter how much... I can't remember it all.

Therefore, after dismantling Zhaohua's more than ten moves, I showed signs of decline and retreated steadily.

Zhaohua is no better than Yunmo, he didn't deliberately let me go, instead he went all out.In such a fair contest, I would be willing to lose to him.

The sword blades intersected, clanging and clear.

Knowing that the situation of defeat is certain, I have no intention of fighting again, let the long sword fall to the ground, leaning into Zhaohua's arms, pretending to be angry and saying: "You tortured me like this last night, today you turn your face and deny the monster?"

Zhaohua's face was reddish, and he seemed a little embarrassed: "Don't say such things again."

"Young Master doesn't like it?" I became restless, rolling my hands from his chest to his waist, "The more I talk, the more you--uh!"

Before I finished speaking, Zhaohua covered my mouth.I imagined that he was extremely ashamed, but I didn't want to let him go easily, and I stuck out my tongue to outline the lines on his palm.

Zhaohua withdrew his hands and backed away, unable to believe: "In broad daylight, how could you..."

"I overstepped the rules, I know I was wrong." I looked at him with a smile, "This red dress really suits you, my soul will be taken away by you, a bad monster."

"Who is bad..." Zhaohua frowned, quite hard to say.

I laughed to myself, with Zhaohua's current attire, if I told others that he was a vixen, no one would doubt it.

He was probably mad at me for making fun of him, so he simply stopped talking, and gave me a flirtatious look, and sat on the stone bench with his sleeves raised, with the horizontal sword on his knees, and sharpened his sword in a particularly leisurely manner.

I stood beside him and asked, "Does this sword have a name?"

"Singing wind."

"Coincidentally, my hand is called Lanyue." Gou pointed to Lanyue branch, and waved it in front of his eyes like offering a treasure, "Lanyue and Chanting Wind are a natural couple."

Zhaohua paused, an inexplicable smile appeared on his lips, but when he looked up, there was nothing left.

He said sternly: "Since you're here, if you make an appointment, it's better to finalize it."

"Please speak clearly, young master."

"I'll put the rest on hold in advance, and I won't mention it if it's not necessary in the future. But "Jade Wing Butterfly", I don't allow you to practice any more."

At this time, he and Yun Min looked like brothers.The tone of the order is really exactly the same.

"No." I stopped laughing, "Only this, please forgive me."

"Is it possible to achieve the realm of cultivation overnight? The benefits of such insidious exercises are considerable, but they are not a long-term solution." Yinfeng turned into bright white spots and received them into Zhaohua's waist pocket.

He hesitated and stretched out his hand, and put it on the back of my hand: "Don't rely on others in everything, you must rely on yourself. If you want to cultivate diligently, I can teach you for a long time to come."

Put it lightly.

I held back my anger and tried my best to soften my tone: "Listening to what Young Master said, could it be that you want me to choose between you and power?"

Zhaohua's lips moved slightly, but he only asked, "Do you want me, or power?"

Power and him, I have my own balance in my heart, which is more important is still to be discussed.Shouldn't he think he can be compared with power just because I tricked him into keeping him?

Too greedy, too dissatisfied.

I stared at him, and said every word: "I want it, so what?"

"Don't be self-willed." Zhaohua clasped my fingertips, his eyes shining brightly, "I'm doing it for your own good, be obedient."

"If you are for my own good, you shouldn't force me to make a choice!" The blood in my chest was surging, and I forced myself to swallow the fishy sweetness in my throat.

"You know, during the years you have been in the coffin, I have practiced "Jade Wing Butterfly" to the fifth level, and only one level is left to achieve great success. At that time, no one in the six realms will be my opponent! What Cui Wei-jun... ...What fairy world? Even the illusory way of heaven has to crawl under my feet! Now I am only half a step away from this, and you want me to give up...? Why should I give up!"

Zhaohua was silent for a while: "Is this really what you want?"

It's not... or it is, it doesn't matter anymore.

"To live is to suffer." I muttered back, "If not, who should I live for?"

The words fell, and the mind sank into the quagmire again.

I couldn't bear to breathe, and tried my best to break free from Zhaohua's restraint, and took out the ascending spirit incense from my chest-recently, the symptoms have become more and more frequent, so I have to always keep the spirit incense in my arms, just in case of accidents.

Lighting up the spiritual incense, I closed my eyes and sniffed the green smoke deeply until my mind was as clear as before.

Just as he was about to destroy the burnt spiritual incense, he saw that Zhaohua took a step ahead of me, twisted the spiritual incense on his finger, and put it under his nose.

"This is... Shengxiao Lingxiang." His voice was unsteady, as if he was extremely surprised.I wanted to laugh at his fuss, but when I looked at him in a blink of an eye, I couldn't help being speechless.

The bright red dress is clearly deceptive on the outside, but what is wrapped inside does not look like a living body, but like a clay sculpture that can only breathe.

After a long silence, the wooden sculpture closed its eyes heavily: "Since I was born, I have always been one step behind in everything."

"Always, too late."

Zhao Huaxu was persuaded by me, and since then, he has stopped interfering in any of my decisions.I was happy to be at ease, and I didn't ask him why, I just pestered him every night to make jokes.

To deal with the affairs of the court today, as usual, I carefully washed the filth on my body, and then I broke branches of crabapple along the road and held them in my hands.

Pushing open the door and entering the courtyard, Zhaohua was nowhere to be seen.

I expected that he would not go far, so I inserted the begonias into the porcelain vase leisurely, and counted them, there were seven of them.

There are no numerous apricot blossoms in Yifeng Hanxiu, only begonias are gorgeous.

A good flower should match a beautiful woman.If I can coax him to laugh and drive him away... I will also feel extraordinarily happy.

Sitting concentrating, I suddenly saw that the courtyard door was pushed open, and Zhaohua was holding a food box, meeting my eyes, and was slightly taken aback.

Her beautiful face was as frosty as snowy, with a deep tiredness between her brows.

My heart tightened, and I quickly got up to take the food box, and whispered, "Where are those little monsters who serve you? How can you do such a small thing yourself?"

Zhaohua stared at me for a long time, seeming to be quite happy, slightly hooked his pale lips: "Open it and have a look."

I suspiciously opened the lid and smelled the sweet aroma. Looking closely, there was actually a bowl full of snow silk soup inside, with amber honey poured on it, crystal clear.

"This……"

I moved my lips, wanting to tell Zhaohua that I didn't like to eat snow soup a long time ago.

The days are too bitter, and I really shouldn't know the taste of sweetness.

Once you know it, you will have extravagant hopes, and if you step into the sky, you will be disappointed.

But when I met Shang Zhaohua's eyes, I couldn't bear to please him, so I had to gulp down the jujube in one gulp.

"Is it bitter?" Zhaohua asked inexplicably.

It's so sweet that it's cloying.I wondered, "How can Xuesi Soup be bitter?"

"...That's good." He said, "Your spiritual fragrance is addictive and it's hard to get rid of it. I found a good medicine for you and mixed it in the snow silk soup. Take a dose every three days, and you don't have to be subject to it anymore."

My spirit was lifted: "Can it be completely eradicated?"

Zhaohua was noncommittal: "If it can be delayed for a little longer, it will be a little longer."

I was very disappointed, but I also knew that this matter cannot be forced.Putting the bowl on the table, with both hands free, he lightly put his arms around Zhaohua's waist, and snuggled into his chest.

Zhaohua was slightly startled, but he didn't push me away, he just patted me on the back three times: "Zhu Luo, good boy, don't be sad."

Deja vu movements, specious aroma.

My perennially tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a vague smile floated on my lips: "Zhaohua, you are so kind to me, just like Yi—"

Just like my adoptive father did to me back then.

When I realized the words I was about to blurt out just now, I froze in place, and my face was extremely ugly in an instant.

Zhaohua poked at my sore spots: "What kind of person is your adoptive father?"

I gritted my teeth, annoyed at my unrepentant death.After a while, he said coldly: "It's just a liar, there's nothing to mention."

"Liar?" Zhaohua paused slightly, "But no matter whether you are soaking in evil spirits, or in the Lingxiao Dantai, you always shout these two words. To you, he is really just a liar So simple?"

"...Yes." I clenched my fingers.

It is said that if you are dedicated to goodness and practice hard, you will be able to get rid of the unbearable fate and become a fairy.Yun Fuyu just moved his lips and fabricated a dream castle of nothingness for me for more than a thousand years.

He lied to me so hard.

Back then, because of my promise to him, I eagerly wanted to shed my demon body as soon as possible and become a normal human being. When I hated him the most, I took up a knife and wanted to cut off all the fox tail and fox ears with brute force.

But monsters are very strong in self-healing, and often cut halfway, the wound has healed by itself, but the pain is still deep into the bone.

Seeing that this method didn't work, I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. I practiced diligently, day after day, without daring to slack off in the slightest, but suffered repeated setbacks.

When Yun Fuyu saw me hiding in a cave and crying because of my stagnant state, she was probably laughing at me for being stupid like a pig.

Since I was born destined to fall into a demon, why did I fight so hard against my nature?

Since I was born unable to become a fairy, why should I collapse and cry because of the stagnation of the realm?

There is no promise, ethereal like the moon in the water, or a flower in the mirror, but it took me more than a thousand years of painstaking efforts to pursue it.

In the end, I have nothing.

How can I not hate him?

How can you not hate it!

And because of Zhaohua's actions so similar to his, I put down all my guard again. I, I really don't have a long memory!

I collected my thoughts and lightly brushed Zhaohua's hand away: "I remember that there are still important matters in the court, so I won't stay here overnight, so you can rest. I will come to find you tomorrow when I am free."

Throwing down this sentence, I ran away as if fleeing.

"Even..." A clear voice came from behind, "Even close relatives will have difficulties for themselves. Don't always remember his bad things, but think more about his good things to you."

How could Zhaohua understand?

He has the best queen mother in the world.So he will never understand the feelings of being hated, deceived, and even calculated by his close relatives.

I strode across the threshold without looking back.

Zhaohua's voice was blown away by the wind, and it was a little ethereal: "When I was young, I went to Xuandan with my father to worship Yunji."

"He was struggling to confide his heart, but I found it boring, so I hid in the cave for a little sleep."

"When you ran in, you kept crying and made a lot of noise."

"That man stood behind you for a long time."

I still didn't look back, but my pace gradually slowed down.

"Many years have passed, and I still remember the look in his eyes at that time." Zhaohua coughed suddenly, and then reluctantly continued after a while, "I think...he must also love you very much."

I don't know what kind of expression I have, and I return to the bedroom like a walking dead.

Looking up and looking around at the surrounding furnishings, he was so ruthless that he waved his hands and knocked all the porcelain and jade bottles to the ground.

Fang stopped his movements until the ground was messed up, stunned for a long time, then sat down.

Countless sharp porcelain pieces were buried deep into the flesh, bleeding out dark red blood, causing a piercing pain.But I only caressed the Lanyue branch, as if I had lost the ability to speak, and all the wailing and pain were stuck in my throat, unable to go up or down.

But already burst into tears.

It turns out that I don't hate Yun Fuyu, not at all.

I don't hate his cheating, his persuasiveness, or his ulterior motives.

I'm just so addicted to past tenderness that I'm too scared—

Too scared it was an illusion.

Too scared that he doesn't love me.

Since Zhaohua gave me medicine, I don't need to take Shengxiao Lingxiang anymore.

Although there is relief and comfort in my heart, the worry is even worse.Fortunately, after retreating to practice exercises, although the spirit incense was not burned in the four corners, the meridians were not blocked in the slightest, and it seemed to be assisted by gods during the practice.

The worries disappeared, and I thought about the elixir again.

If we can know the prescription, it will be of great benefit to boost our strength in the demon world.Therefore, I tried Zhaohua's tone openly and secretly.He may have seen through my intentions, and he only said that this is a secret medicine passed down from his ancestors, and he has no comment.

Zhaohua is not as good at speaking as Yunmo.

Whether it is true or false, you can see through it at a glance.

I have repeatedly hit the wall, but the more frustrated I am, the more courageous I become.In the end, Zhaohua simply kept silent and just painted with his head bowed.

good.He seldom raised his sword these days, and sometimes he would bend over the desk, except for coughing, he seldom moved a few times a day.

I felt something was wrong, so I sent a few little demons to follow around day and night, wanting to see what kind of tricks Zhaohua was playing.

But these little monsters are very stupid, every time they stare at it, they stare at Zhaohua.When I arrived at Hongliaodu and waited for half a cup of tea, Zhao Huafang was late with a food box.

In the past few months, seeing that things have not progressed, I had no choice but to do it myself.

With the deadline of three days, I withdrew my spiritual breath, turned into a red bead swallowtail, and lay in ambush at the red Polygonum ferry.

After waiting for half a stick of incense, instead of telling me to wait to see Zhaohua, I met a tall woman with a wooden basket on her arm, dressed as a stove lady.

Very strange.

In order to prevent the inner ghost from messing with the food, there are three Hanxiu Stove Niangs in Yifeng, all of which are selected by me.

It seems that the gang of remnants are really wicked.

I'm quite upbeat today, and I'm not in a hurry to show my real body as a threat.Even if it's an insider, I still want to see what kind of tricks he is playing.

Gently fanning the butterfly wings, clinging to Zao Niang's clothes, she was about to hold her breath, but what came to her was not the smell of oily smoke, but the fragrance of cold plums.

I couldn't help being stunned, and absurd guesses arose in my heart for no reason.When the stove lady entered the stove with ease, she lifted the cloth covered by the wooden basket. There were three raw materials, all of which were prepared for cooking snow silk soup.

Guessing becomes reality.

I'm afraid I'd have laughed out loud had it not been for the circumstances.

This Zao Niang dress is really delicate and pretty.Zhaohua's skill in avoiding stalking is really perfect. He must have been honed a lot in Linlang Tianque, and even I was almost deceived by his blindfold.

Those little demons were not wronged, but I blamed them wrongly.

I originally thought that Zhaohua Zenggui was the young master, and such things as washing his hands and making soup should never be predestined for him forever.Unexpectedly, in lighting a fire and starting a stove, he is even worse than me.

Really virtuous.

I watched it for a while, and suddenly came back to my senses, thankful that I had turned into a swallowtail butterfly instead of a human body.

If it turns into a human body...

My expression at this time is probably that I can't see a demon.

In the past one stick of incense, Zhaohua flicked his fingers to turn off the fire, set a bowl to fill out the snow silk soup, and took out a knife from his waist, wiped it a little, and held it in his hand.

I was wondering when he resolutely gouged out his heart without hesitation for a moment.

The blood flowed into the clear blade, and slowly separated several clusters of dark red veins, stroked with long fingers to the end, forced out a dark red pill, which gradually dissolved in the snow silk soup, gently stirred with a jade spoon, and then poured two spoonfuls of it amber honey.

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to see the clues.

I froze in place.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder Xuesi Soup is so sweet and greasy, no wonder he doesn’t practice sword anymore, no wonder he is tired all day long, no wonder my cultivation is still leaning extremely fast even if I don’t burn the spiritual incense...

It turned out that I took away his cultivation to make up for myself.

After Zhaohua left, I stayed alone in the kitchen until dusk.

The demon world is always bright and never night, and there are thousands of silver candles beside the road, shining brightly.

I moved forward numbly, and when I was about to open the door, I remembered to smile: "Zhaohua."

Looking around, the courtyard was empty.But I saw the stone table in the middle, with a glazed porcelain bowl, with a note: while it's hot.

The strokes of the pen are strong and powerful, penetrating the back of the paper.

The snow silk soup has not yet dissipated the residual heat, and the slightly hot mist suffuses the eyes. In a trance, I almost thought I was in the coming-of-age ceremony more than a thousand years ago.

The old days were really happy.

Although he has worries and worries, he has not shouldered the debt of life, which can be called "clear inside and outside".

Someone left a light for me in the middle of the night, and someone prepared porridge for me in the morning.

Nine borders are vast, and I have nowhere to go; there are thousands of bright lamps, but one of them was originally lit for me.

If it can always be like this, if it can always be like this...

Tears rolled down my eyes, and I drank the soup with my head up, before Fang walked into the house lightly.A hexagonal bright lamp was burning in front of the case, and the dim light reflected the warmth. Zhaohua should be extremely tired, with drooping eyelashes, sleeping with his forehead resting on his hands.

He accidentally kicked the foot of the stool while walking, but it didn't wake him up.

I stopped beside him, picked up a strand of blue-black hair with my fingertips, and looked at him quietly for a long time.

How painful it must be to gouge out the heart and take the blood, compared to peeling the bone, maybe it is not much different.

"It's really inexplicable..." I sighed softly, "Idiot."

After saying that, I smiled with red eyes: "But I should be more stupid than you. Otherwise, how could I be moved by you, and I made up my mind that I would rather quit incense from now on and let the cultivation method stagnate, and I don't want to see you draw blood for me again suffer."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before those restless monsters will covet my throne as they did when they overthrew Fengyou."

"You said, power or freedom, which one is more important?"

I bent down, and my fingertips lingered over the beautiful and lofty eyebrows.

"It doesn't really matter." I said.

"Zhaohua." The state of mind is no longer chaotic as before, it is a rare openness, "I think I...have a crush on you too."

The moonlight is quiet and quiet, only the steady breathing intertwine, passing through the endless night.

I don't lie, I always do what I say.In the early morning of the next day, all the half-stored Shengxiao Spiritual Fragrances were destroyed.Ming Liao was waiting beside me and asked me what I planned to do in the future.

"When the matter of Yunzhou City is over, and I will settle the grievances with the fairy world, I will retire. As for the position of the demon king, the capable one will occupy it."

"not regret?"

"not regret."

Ming Liao seemed to want to persuade me, but he was speechless in the end, he just patted my shoulder: "It's up to you whether to stay or not."

I covered his hand and said with a smile: "Cousin, I want... to marry someone. The title of Demon Empress shouldn't be too bad. Tell me, would he be willing?"

Ming Liao also laughed: "There is only one title? The majestic demon king, this move is too shabby."

"How about that?"

"We should send some keepsakes to express our heart." Ming Liao pondered, "For example, left by a close relative."

The dried green pearl left by that woman, I have given it to Yunmo.He has worn it, so it can no longer be called the only one.Even if I ask for it back, I will never give it away again.

Since Zhaohua will be my Demon Empress, the dowry gift for him must be unique.

...had.

I slightly bent my four fingers, closed them inwards, the bag around my waist spontaneously hung in the air, the knots were slowly loosened, and two grains of bright red cinnabar rose up.

"How about this thing for hire?"

Ming Liao took the cinnabar into his palm, and said, "Four offenders of cinnabar? It's another bad trick of the devil world. You need to think about it, but whoever plants this thing will be bound together for eternity. It's absurd that pain and feeling are linked together. Not to mention mourning what one mourns, delighting what one is happy about, and enjoying what one is happy about?"

After finishing speaking, he persuaded: "Most of the love in the world cannot last long. It is a blessing to stay together for a lifetime. There is really no need to pursue vain eternity."

I disagree: "My emotions will not disappear with time, nor will they disappear with samsara."

Ming Liao shook his head: "Do you dare to assert that Zhao Hua is the same?"

I took back the cinnabar, put it in the kit, tied the knot tightly, and said: "This is an engagement, just to prove my sincerity, not to coerce me forever. No matter what, I will follow his will."

I want to marry Zhaohua, and announce it to the world with the most luxurious and grand style.But before that, I will solemnly woo him in accordance with the etiquette and customs of the world.

Left and right, when Zhaohua was still the young master of Linlang Tianque, what he liked most was the lower realm.After thinking about it, I decided to invite him to go to Kyoto with me—this is the town he took me to on his birthday, which is also very meaningful.

Zhaohua arrived as promised.

I disguised myself with him and mingled with the crowd.It was not night yet, and the sky was bright.

Passing through Xiao Dashan's mansion, I inquired around, and learned that Xiao Shanren was very dedicated after getting married, and never thought of taking a concubine.Now he and his beloved wife have two sons, both of whom are dragons and phoenixes.

I looked at the high hanging plaque behind me, and was quite emotional: "If the snake demon is still there, maybe he will be happy."

Zhaohua didn't comment: "When I looked at that snake demon back then, I only thought of my mother."

"Think of what?"

"Love can't get it, probably that's what it feels like."

"Your Majesty...hasn't she ever mentioned a single word to you?"

"Never." Zhaohua's tone was light, "She has always known how to be content, not to remember father's bad, but also taught me to think of father's good."

"..."

"I also often say that if I meet someone I like in the future, I must have a beginning and an end, and I must not be half-hearted and make that person sad."

"..."

"Now that I think about it, she wasn't actually teaching me how to behave." Zhao Hua paused, "She was probably too tired and didn't want me to repeat her mistakes."

"You won't make the same mistakes again." I held Zhaohua's hand.

He is not Fu Ling, and I am not Zhao Lan.

If my heart is moved, there will be a beginning and an end. I will never be half-hearted, make that person sad, and sit in the middle of the night. I only know that in the endless night, I keep telling myself not to be greedy, but to learn to be content.

Only those who are greedy can have hope in life.

I dragged Zhaohua across the alley, passing by a place, just as a woman in a tall building was throwing a hydrangea ball to choose a husband-in-law.

He stopped and looked up——

The colorful hydrangea carved with complicated petals is like floating duckweed, floating and sinking helplessly in the waves of people, after tossing and turning several times, it was finally intercepted by Zhaohua.

Holding the hydrangea in his hands, he stood there and looked at me.

The red dress I gave him was exquisitely embroidered, and it was particularly eye-catching. Looking at it, I couldn't tell whether it was a regular dress or a wedding dress.

You can't wear the clothes I gave you and run to marry someone else in the bridal chamber?

I was so angry that I threw the hydrangea into the crowd with my backhand, pulled Zhaohua back, and said in a muffled voice, "You are not allowed to pick up her hydrangea."

"Huh?" Zhaohua lightly raised her eyebrows, and looked at me in the blink of an eye.At this time, there is quite a bit of the arrogant arrogance of the old days.

I used to really dislike his attitude the most.But now that I can see it again, I don't feel bored, but it is another novelty.

"Why are you dumb?" Zhao Hua urged, "Why not?"

I looked at his expression carefully, and my anger dissipated, and a smile appeared on my lips: "Because you are only allowed to catch my hydrangea in this life."

"...If you take the hydrangea, you will promise for life." Zhaohua's ears were filled with haze, as if he was already cramped, "I don't make promises lightly. Unless the person is willing to tell me personally that he has a heart for me."

After the words fell, he raised his eyes and looked at me quietly.

Red clothes dye the clouds, mandarin ducks weave them.Even if there are countless painters in the world, they can't draw half of his charming appearance.

On Linlang Tianque, I once said that I would never fall in love with him.

But I was wrong.

"Zhaohua." I reached into my waist pocket with my right hand, wrapped cinnabar into my palm, and looked serious, "I am to you—"

Before the words were finished, the crowd suddenly gathered and moved to both sides.I was pushed and shoved, so I had no choice but to keep silent and protect Zhaohua to back away.

The guard of honor of chariots and horses is mighty, surrounded by entourage. In one hand, he holds a yellow umbrella banner, painted with the length of a hundred scales, covering the top of the hair of a man wearing a dragon robe.

Others murmured, it turned out that today's holy majesty is here in person, and this trip to Xiyin Temple is to pray for the disaster of Yunzhou City and pray for the protection of the fairy world.

It seems that what Hua Gai said is true.

I figured that the current situation would definitely not allow courtship, so I had to put the cinnabar back to its original place, and pointed at it: "What is this banner? It's so beautiful. Someday I'll call Ming Liao to fix it for me, so as to support the scene."

"...I'm so stupid." Zhaohua pressed my hand down, seemingly helpless, "This is a canopy, a canopy. It's not used to support the superficial scene, but to block the light of the sun and the moon."

Blocking the light of the sun and the moon?No wonder the scorching sun was scorching, but there was a shadow under the man's feet.

I was about to ask again, but something strange suddenly appeared in my heart.Suddenly, I changed my words: "You just said... what, it's Huagai?"

Zhaohua repeated: "Yi, canopy."

"Which shade?" I was lucky.

"Whisk the clouds high in the sky, look up at the brilliance of the sun and the moon."

Yunyi...

My mind went blank for a moment.