The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

Shang Qing'an pushed the door in from the outside, saw the host sitting in a daze by the window, and walked towards him with a slight footstep: "Host, what happened?"

Wen Nu was awakened by the system's voice, and shook his head after regaining consciousness: "It's okay."

The system can sense the host's emotions, and it doesn't believe what he said is all right, but the host can't force him to say it if he doesn't want to.

The woman standing outside the door tilted her head slightly, and when she heard the conversation between the two inside, her eyes darkened, she pulled the corners of her lips with a decent smile on her face, and knocked on the door with her pale fingers bent: "Brother, It's me, Huasha."

Shang Qing'an glanced at the host, Wen Nu and the system looked at each other, got up and opened the door, saw Huasha standing outside the door, asked with a warm smile: "What happened? But Ouyang Ce is looking for me ?”

Huasha shook her head weakly: "No, I want to ask Brother about Xi'er."

"Because of some things, I'm worried that Xi'er will be beaten and scolded by Emperor Gu..."

Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, and heard her say this: "Don't worry, Gu Huang didn't beat or scold Ouyang Xi, I saw her several times in the harem, and she was clean and without any injuries."

Huasha breathed a sigh of relief, with tears in her reddish eyes, she bowed to Qingya Xianzun: "Thank you, brother, I am relieved knowing that Xi'er is fine."

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, he secretly looked into Qingya Xianzun's room from the corner of his eye, and saw the junior brother of the Zhushan School standing in his room, the corners of his lips slightly curled up under the handkerchief.

Afraid of being seen by Qingya Xianzun, he choked up and said in a low voice: "Brother, what happened before was my fault, which caused you to leave the Gushui faction."

Wen Nu frowned very tightly this time, looked down at the woman in front of him, and found that she was the same as before, and sighed slightly with her red lips pursed: "Huasha, you are so temperamental, I have already put you Forget about the past, the past is over, and don't mention that thing in the future."

Huasha's face turned pale when Qingya Xianzun said, embarrassment flashed in her eyes, and she blessed Fushen softly and weakly: "Yes, big brother."

I don't know when Tang Yan came out from the next room, wearing a black robe, even the long purple curly hair was hidden inside, not showing a trace.

Huasha suddenly saw the black-robed boy, doubts flashed in her eyes, she didn't understand why he came back again, you must know that many people from the Gushui faction are now chasing him.

Wen Nu didn't notice the abnormality between the two of them. After sending Huasha away, he squeezed his eye sockets tiredly, turned and went back to the room.

When Shang Qing'an saw the host come in, metallic light flashed in his black eyes, and his voice was cold and emotionless: "She didn't really apologize."

The system made Wen Nu smile with a serious look on his face that he was afraid that he would believe it, and the corners of his lips lifted into a smile: "I know, she was like this 400 years ago, I thought she would be better, but I didn't expect that she still has that temper."

Shang Qing'an hummed, a little embarrassed by the host's smile, his face was stained with a blush, and continued to ask in a cold voice: "What happened 400 years ago?"

Wen Nu sighed, sat down with the system, and talked about his first meeting with Ouyang Ce.

At that time, he accidentally fell into the world and directly smashed into a room. Inside the room was a strong fragrance, and a person was lying on the bed with his limbs bound.

Ouyang Ce was only 18 years old at the time, and was tied to the bed for a long time. Seeing someone coming in, he hurriedly asked for help, saying that the fragrance in the room could make people lose their spiritual power.

Hearing this, Wen Nu covered his mouth and nose with one hand, lifted the curtain, saw the young man inside, and rescued him.

Then for some reason, the boy suddenly wanted to sworn brotherhood with him, and Wen Nu was so tortured by him that he couldn't agree.

Since he sworn brotherhood with the boy, he naturally wanted to send him back home safely, but the woman who tied Ouyang Ce chased after him, and the woman named Hua Sha was seriously injured for Ouyang Ce.

Ouyang Ce seemed to be fascinated, and had to bring Huasha back to the Gushui School, but Wen Nu had no choice but to let him go.

But gradually the two got distracted, and after Huasha fell into a coma, Ouyang Ce said that he was a god, and the air around him hurt Xixiu's Huasha, and wanted him to leave the Gushui school.

Wen Nu only took a deep look at the two of them, then turned and left expressionlessly.

Later I heard that Ouyang Ce missed his elder brother Qingya Xianzun, and built a fairy temple on the mountainside of Gushui School, and carved a stone statue of the fairy with a whole piece of white jade.

He sneaked a look. At that time, Ouyang Ce and Huasha were both in Xianmiao. Standing on the white clouds, he could clearly see Ouyang Ce's remorse and Huasha's soft voice comforting Ouyang Ce.

Only then did he realize that Huasha's temper was a bit strange, and Ouyang Ce was eaten to death by Huasha.

After listening to what the host said, the system was silent for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "Host, you..."

Wen Nu looked away in embarrassment, he hadn't recovered his memory at that time, he only knew that Huasha had a weird temper, but he really didn't expect it to be the green tea that is often said in modern times, other than that, Huasha is not harmful, if you have a bad temper, you will have a bad temper Well, it has nothing to do with him.

He came this time because Ouyang Xi helped him, otherwise he would not come to Gushui School again.

Seeing that the host blushed, the system didn't continue talking about him, but talked about the murder case that Ouyang Ce and the others brought up yesterday.

"You are suspicious."

Hearing the system's affirmative voice, Wen Nu hummed: "The former Mr. Huang should have been sucked by him, so I suspect that he was also responsible for the murder in Haicheng."

Shang Qing'an shook his head expressionlessly, the original memory had something about the homicide in Haicheng.

"It's not him, it's another person, but that person was killed by the original body, that's why I found the original body and tortured the original body to death in order to avenge that person."

Wen Nu frowned: "Xiangren knows that person?"

Shang Qing'an hummed: "In the original body's memory, Xun Xing said that that person was his elder brother, that's why Xing Xing treated the original body like this, causing the original body to be shattered, and I took over the body."

The two wanted to continue talking, but there was a knock on the door: "Master Dao, brother, are you there?"

The purple-haired boy stood outside the door, tightening his black robe. Hearing the conversation between the two inside, his red lips curled up excitedly.

The Taoist leader actually believed him, and didn't suspect that the cultivators in Haicheng were killed by him. Does this mean that he still has a place in the Taoist leader's heart.

The more he thought about it, the happier he was, with a bright smile on his amazing face, he couldn't help knocking on the door of the room, eager to see the Taoist priest.

Shang Qing'an and Wen Nu were silent, they looked at each other and stood up to open the door.

Seeing Daoist Priest's eyes light up, he said to Shang Qing'an with a smile, "Taoist Priest, what are you doing in there?"

Shang Qing'an gave him a cold look: "It's nothing, what's the matter?"

Wounded and pouted: "Master Dao, can I not come to you if I have nothing to do, or do you mean that you don't like me following you, but you only like Brother Wennu?"

Wen Nu was injured and innocent, the expression on his face moved slightly, but he pursed his lips without making a sound.

Shang Qingan hummed expressionlessly: "I don't like you, I like Wen Wen."

The smile on Tan's face froze, and he was speechless after being told by the Taoist priest. He didn't know how to answer, so he lowered his eyes pitifully: "The Taoist priest..."

Unmoved, Shang Qing'an took the host back to the room and shut the purple-haired boy out of the room.

Clenched into fists with both hands, Wang Yan looked viciously and viciously at the white robe inside the door, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Huasha, who was hiding in the dark, stared closely at the black-robed boy outside the door. Seeing the ghost mist surrounding him, she couldn't help but stepped forward and took him to a corner where no one was around.

"Why are you back again? Didn't you tell you to leave Haicheng?" Huasha was in a hurry, her fingers stirred the handkerchief in her hand, and she looked around vigilantly, for fear that they would be discovered.

Tang Yan glanced at the person in front of him coldly, and said in a ghastly voice, "It has nothing to do with you, don't meddle in your own business, if brother didn't let me kill you, you would have died long ago."

Huasha froze in place, her eye sockets gradually turned red, and there were a few drops of clear tears hanging from the end of her eyes: "Xianxi, you..."

Sang Shou hooked her lips coldly, a mocking smile appeared on her face, which was more stunning than a woman's: "Hua Sha, you'd better stay away from me, or I will kill you to avenge my brother."

Huasha slowly let go of the sleeves of the black-robed boy, watched as she left, wiped away the tears on her face, and hurried away through the rockery.

She believed that Chang Ding would do what he said, so Hua Sha stayed away from Dang Ding in the future, for fear that Dang Ding would kill her and avenge his brother.

Shang Qing'an and Wen Nu in the room didn't know what happened outside the door, and in the evening, Ouyang Ce sent someone to call them to the main hall for dinner.

The two of them went out of the room and met Xun Ai, the two became three people, and they followed the servant towards the main hall.

There were a lot of people in the main hall, and there were many people dressed in the same clothes as the system sitting on the seats. As soon as they entered, they were turned and looked at by the group of people.

Shang Qing'an sat in the same position as yesterday with no expression on his face, and Wen Nu sat down with a slight smile on his lips when he saw this, and followed closely beside the Taoist priest, sitting between the Taoist priest and the two in white, absolutely not Give them a chance to be together.

Anxiety flashed in Huasha's eyes, who was sitting on the top seat, she clearly ordered her servants not to call the black-robed boy, but he followed.

Everyone here is a cultivator of the Zhushan School, and his true identity can be seen clearly at a glance!

Huasha pursed her lips nervously, the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn apart by her.

The gray-robed Taoist priest sitting on the left suddenly stood up, with the same expressionless expression on his handsome face as Shang Qing'an, and strode towards the three people on the right.

Huasha's heart tensed instantly, and she stared there from the corner of her eye, afraid of what might happen.

The gray-robed youth stood in front of Shang Qing'an, with a faint smile on his expressionless face: "Little brother, that's right, you've grown taller, and you've taken in a ghost, and I'm worried that you won't be able to travel around the world, it's because I looked down upon you is you."

Shang Qing'an found out the identity of the visitor from the memory of his original body, and got up from his seat when he heard this: "Eldest brother."

The elder brother has long been familiar with the temper of the younger brother. Seeing his coldness, he stepped forward and patted his shoulder: "Not bad, the tour is over early, and the senior brother is waiting for you to come back on the mountain."

Shang Qing'an suppressed the urge to escape, and nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, senior brother."

The senior brother glanced at the person next to the junior brother, and found that the one next to Li Gui was actually a fallen angel, he frowned and looked at the junior brother: "Junior brother, who is this?"

Ouyang Ce made a sound in time, got up and walked in front of them: "This is my sworn elder brother, Celestial Master Qingya from the Heaven Realm, the fact that he has fallen into a deity is helpless."

Wen Nu got up and nodded slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, the elder brother made a gesture when he saw this: "I have seen the immortal."

Looking at them kissing me and me, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his face hidden in the black robe had a ferocious expression.

Several people returned to their respective positions after speaking, and then there was another banquet like yesterday.

Wen Nu silently glanced at the food on the table, and ate some at will.

Just as Shang Qing'an wanted to continue feeding the host, he was stopped by the purple-haired boy next to him. He picked up the food with clean chopsticks and put it in the Daoist's bowl, and smiled flatteringly at him: "Daoist."

Shang Qing'an stared blankly at the food in the bowl, directly put down his chopsticks and randomly took pastries to fill his stomach, as for the purple-haired boy, he didn't eat any of the food.

Tang Yan's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the chopsticks was so hard that it turned blue, and he gritted his teeth pitifully and said, "Master Dao, why don't you eat."

Shang Qing'an was suddenly curious, and raised his eyes to look at the purple-haired boy next to him. He couldn't imagine how there could be such an annoying human being. He said it was dirty many times, so why did he insist on continuing.

Seeing the Taoist priest looking at him, Xin's eyes lit up: "Daozhang, why are you staring at me all the time?"

Shang Qing'an's black eyes flickered: "You are dirty, I hate dirty things, dirty things are also dirty things."

The smile on Han Yan's face froze, his eyes widened in disbelief, the expressionless look of the Taoist leader and the words that pierced his heart were reflected in those gray eyes.

"Daoist..."

Chanju murmured in a low voice, her face pale, and it seemed that the real Shang Qing'an's curse before death sounded in her ears again.

Shang Qing'an's blood-stained face appeared in his mind. He was lying on the ground, spitting blood continuously, and cursed sharply with his mouth open.

"You cheated on my feelings..."

"I curse you..."

"Curse you never to be loved..."

"Taste the pain I suffered..."

The eye sockets of Tan Mi gradually turned red, she gritted her teeth and stared at the expressionless Taoist priest, hating and annoyed him with this expression.

"Master Dao, I'm not dirty..."

Hearing his choked up voice, seeing the Taoist priest's face unchanged, he turned to ignore him with a cold face, his eyes were filled with madness, and he clenched his hands madly, trying to tear the coldness off the Taoist priest's face.

Shang Qing'an directly ignored the purple-haired boy, Wen Nu looked at them both suspiciously, changed a clean bowl and filled a lot of dishes with serving chopsticks for the system, handed them over to the system, and spoke to him with his spiritual sense: "You are human now and need to replenish your energy."

Facing the host's feeding, the system couldn't refuse, and buried itself in the food in the bowl.

My eyes were red, and I clenched the chopsticks in my hand like crazy, and broke the jade chopsticks with a loud click.

damn...

White clothes are not dirty...

Tan Bi's whole heart was soaked in sour vinegar, and he cast a vicious glance at the white robe next to him, almost unable to hold back the murderous intent to make the white robe disappear beside the Taoist priest.

Some people ate the meal to their liking, while others found it hard to swallow. After leaving the hall, Wen Nu talked to the system, and went back to the room alone, sitting under the window and looking at the moon in the sky with his chin propped up.

Thinking of the scene he saw yesterday, Gu Yu lay on the ground and struggled to hold him in his arms. It seemed that the man's tears still remained in the crest of his neck, moist and hot.

The eyelids drooped slightly, and he reached out to touch the smell of the pit of his neck, as if feeling the embrace of that person.

Gu Yu...

Do not……

Gu Yu is not Gu Yu from the previous life...

Shaking his head and moving that person out, he recalled the child's small appearance, the child was well raised, white and fat, lying in the red brocade quilt like a little fairy boy, the fleshy little face was very comfortable to the touch , like fine white jade.

Gu Yu raised his children really well...

Realizing that he was thinking of Gu Yu again, Wen Nuliu frowned, forcing himself not to think about him and Hai'er, pursing his lips and staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.

I drank some fruit wine at the banquet today, and my head was a little dizzy. I leaned against the window and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the dream, his consciousness fluctuated, as if he had returned to that dormitory, Gu Yu was sitting under the window with his baby in his arms, his head lowered motionless, staring at the stones on the ground.

"Gu Yu..."

Wen Nu subconsciously uttered a sound, waking up the person kneeling on the ground, and the baby in his arms wailed slightly, shaking his hands and reaching for something in the void.

Under the moonlight, the stones on the ground exuded a glistening white light, attracting Wen Nu and drifting there.

The tyrant suddenly opened his eyes, his red eyes fixed on the blue figure in the air, his pupils shrank and he rushed forward.

"Xianchang..."

"Xianchang..."

Gu Yu crazily stepped forward with the child in his arms, his hands vacantly passing through the figure of the fairy leader, unable to touch it, he could only watch helplessly as the fairy leader floated in the air.

"Xianchang..."

"Please……"

"do not leave……"

"Lonely wrong..."

"Gu is really wrong..."

The aloof emperor, the tyrant known to everyone, was humbled to the extreme at this moment, staring at the figure who thought about it day and night with red eyes, trying to hold him in his arms and hug him, but he couldn't go anywhere.

Wen Nu's eyes were complicated, he was sucked to the top of the stone, seeing Gu Yu weeping in a low voice, seeing Gu Yu hugging the baby and begging him not to leave, his heart felt a little stuffy.

The crying baby in the brocade quilt was flushed and out of breath, and his fleshy hands were tightly clenched into fists and waved back and forth in the air.

Wen Nu's heart ached, he stretched out his hands to hold his heart, and could not help but control his body to float forward, stretched out his hands to touch the baby's small face, his red lips parted slightly, and softly comforted him: "Baby don't cry, baby don't cry... "

The head fairy's face was close in front of his eyes, Gu Yu's black eyes were covered by red mist, and he stretched out his arms to hug him with silent tears, but his hands still passed through the figure, leaving only a wisp of cold air.

"Immortal Elder... Let's see if Gu is alright..."

The tyrant looked obsessively at the phantom in front of him, his face covered with blue and black marks was covered with tears, and under the moonlight, he looked like a scary monster in the dark night.

Wen Nu's eyes drooped slightly, and he finally looked up at Gu Yu, seeing his pupils shrunk slightly on his face.

Just now the moonlight was a bit dim and I couldn't see clearly, but now that I got close to him, I realized that Gu Yu's face was covered with blue and black veins, only the area around his eyes was intact.

"you……"

Reaching out unconsciously to touch the mark on his face, the tyrant's eyes lit up, he closed his eyes slightly and rubbed the palm of the immortal elder's hand with a sideways face, as if feeling a familiar temperature from above.

"Immortal...I miss you so much..."

A drop of tear slipped from the corner of Gu Yu's eyes, and the clear drops of water slid down his cheeks, passed through Wen Nu's palm and landed on the ground, causing a layer of small splashes.

The baby in his arms stopped crying, his little hands overlapped with his father's clothes, and he closed his eyes peacefully and fell asleep.

"Xianchang..."

Next to Wen Nu's ear was the man's choked and deep voice, and his fingers curled up and unconsciously touched his face lightly, but now he was just a soul body and passed through directly.

A soft sigh escaped from the corner of his throat, and he stopped his hand in the air, let the man rub his palm with his chin drooping.

The tyrant, who hadn't slept for several days, slowly fell asleep after smelling the scent of the fairy elder.

Under the moonlight, the veins on Gu Yu's face became more and more obvious. Wen Nu brushed his fingertips slightly, as if he touched those blue and black marks.

He obviously didn't have these things on his face when he was resting on the loam before, so why did he become like this in just a few days.

Her red lips were slightly pursed, she withdrew her hand, and floated cross-legged in mid-air, watching Gu Yu and the baby sleep.

The sleeping positions of the father and son seemed to be exactly the same. Wen Nu saw the corners of his lips rising unconsciously, and his eyes were full of soft light.

Afraid of freezing the baby, he folded his hands together to control the brocade quilt on the bed, and covered the two of them. The long black hair on the chest inadvertently fell onto the tyrant's face.

Gu Yu's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slept more peacefully.

Wen Nu was a little tired after finishing all this. He drank some fruit wine at the banquet and saw Gu Yu and the baby sleeping soundly. He felt sleepy and curled up on the ground. Just a handful of air.

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the sun shone into the bedroom unknowingly, and the figure lying on the floor gradually disappeared until there was only a wisp of air left.

Wen Nu, who was far away in Gushui School, slowly opened his eyes, saw the green trees outside the window, and blinked in a daze.

Thinking of the scene last night, Liu Mei frowned slightly. Could it be that he dreamed of Gu Yu and Hai'er day and night?

He rubbed his sore head, his slender waist was almost broken when he got up from the chair, his arms and legs were sore and weak, as if he had been beaten hard, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.

He clenched his fist and beat his lower back, slowly moved towards the bed, took off his shoes and coat, turned over and lay down on the bed, suddenly touched the soft mattress, and let out a groan from the corner of his lips.

After lying down for a long time, the soreness and discomfort of the body gradually improved, but last night when the wind blew outside the window, my head hurt a little at this time, and I fell asleep quickly wrapped in the quilt.

Shang Qing'an's hand knocking on the door stopped in mid-air, aware of the shallow breathing in the room, looked at the sun in the sky expressionlessly, and came to a conclusion that the host stayed up late last night.

With a cold face, he was about to go back to his room. At this time, senior senior brother Ka pushed the door and came out. Seeing the bright eyes of the junior junior brother, he nodded in relief: "Yes, I also know how to get up early to practice. Let's go, this time senior brother will be with you." .”

Shang Qing'an's eyes flickered, and he silently stopped on the spot and didn't want to follow. Seeing the younger brother standing there expressionless, the senior brother stepped forward to practice the sword with his arm in doubt: "I just said you are hardworking, Why did it stop there?"

The system was forced to follow behind the elder brother, looked back at the host's closed door, and contacted the host with brain waves, asking him to think of a way.

However, Wen Nu slept very deeply and did not receive the system's call for help. When the system was practicing swords, he was pointed at his nose by the senior brother and said that he had retreated a lot after the sword.

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Gu Dynasty Palace.

The bedroom was quiet and quiet. The tyrant was lying beside the bed with the child in his arms, covered with a thick red brocade quilt.

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike, who were waiting outside the door, reached out to stop the person who came, the national teacher Xue Yuan who was dressed in white.

Last night he noticed that the demon blood was completely out of control, so he couldn't wait to come to the palace early this morning, wanting to see if the body of the god and demon was still intact.

Unexpectedly, he was directly stopped outside the palace by the eunuchs of Tai Chi Palace.

Xue Yuan had no expression on his face, and coldly glanced at the two people who blocked him: "Get out of the way, I want to see Your Majesty."

Zhang Quan'an bent down and smiled: "Master Guoshi, it's not that this slave won't let you in, but His Majesty ordered this servant not to disturb him, otherwise this slave will die."

Xue Yuan's face became more and more cold, he pushed Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike away, and went straight into the bedroom.

Zhang Quan'an tried to follow with a pale face, but Wu Naike grabbed him in time, and said in a low voice, "Didn't your majesty say that no one is allowed to enter, and we can't stop the national teacher if he wants to go in. At worst, he will be punished, but if he goes in but it will be dead!"

Zhang Quan'an looked at the back of the national teacher with a look of anxiety on his face. What Wu Naike said was right, he couldn't go in, and he could only hope that His Majesty would not be furious when the time came.

There was only the sound of light breathing in the dormitory, Xue Yuan gently lifted his feet and walked slowly towards the hall, bypassing the bead curtain and saw Gu Yu lying on the side of the bed.

A dark light flashed in his eyes, he stepped forward and stood in front of him, and shouted, "Gu Yu, wake up."

The tyrant in his sleep didn't want to wake up, and was rolling on the bed with the head fairy wrapped around him. His waist was soft and thin, and he could hug him tightly with one hand.

Seeing that Gu Yu hadn't moved, the national teacher Xue Yuan slightly bent down to check the current situation of the body of the god and demon, saw the blue and black tendon-like marks on that face, and frowned slightly.

The little baby in his arms seemed to feel the villain, his eyelashes fluttered slightly and he opened his big round eyes. When he saw a strange person with a frightening aura, Gu Wen curled his mouth and began to cry loudly.

The earth-shattering voice instantly resounded throughout the hall, and the tyrant suddenly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly, protecting the child in his arms with both hands.

"A Yuan? Why did you come in?"

The tyrant frowned, thinking that the elder would be angry, he quickly got up with the baby in his arms: "Didn't I tell Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike not to let anyone in?!"

The national teacher Xue Yuan quietly hid the cold light in his eyes, his face was still expressionless and cold: "You haven't been to the morning court for a long time, and those ministers came to me again, so let me see what's going on with you .”

The tyrant snorted coldly, distractedly coaxing the child in his arms, and said to Xue Yuan, the national teacher: "Whether Gu Yuan wants to go to the morning court to care about them, A Yuan, you are not in good health, you should cultivate well in the national teacher's residence." .”

Gu Yu's words were yin and yang, Xue Yuan's face was ugly after hearing it, and he left with a cold face, shaking his sleeves: "Okay, I won't take care of your affairs from now on."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Gu Yu who seemed to be fine, and turned his gaze away from Taiji Palace, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Last night, the devil's blood was indeed completely out of control, but why didn't the body of the god and demon lose consciousness and fall into madness?Just ruined a face?

The thin lips were pursed slightly, and a sound of waste rolled out of the throat.

Leading Zhang Xiaojiang out of the palace, and waiting for the carriage, his expressionless facial features instantly darkened.

Zhang Xiaojiang sat beside him blankly, as if he didn't see the face of the national teacher's great change, he straightened his back and put his hands on his lap.

"Pour tea." Xue Yuan ordered the eunuch next to him with an ugly face, untied the cloak on his body and put it beside him casually.

Zhang Xiaojiang's eyes turned, he lifted the teapot stiffly and poured a cup of warm water, and respectfully handed the tea to the national teacher, his voice was hollow and numb: "Master national teacher, drink tea."

Xue Yuan didn't seem to notice the abnormality of the eunuch, or was already familiar with his appearance, took the teacup and drank warm water, moistening his dry and hoarse throat.

On the other side, the tyrant watched the national teacher shake his sleeves and leave, and carried the child back to the couch under the window. Seeing the big red brocade quilt falling on the ground, he realized that it was not a dream last night, but that he really saw the fairy elder. The head fairy also covered him and the baby with a quilt.

Gu Yu hugged the baby and knelt on the ground, picked up the big red brocade quilt that had fallen to the side, and buried his face deeply in it, as if smelling the elegant scent of a fairy.

The tyrant's eyes were scarlet, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he sucked in the scent of the fairy deeply, like a drug addict who was rescued and hugged his own life-saving straw.

The little baby wrapped in the brocade quilt shook its hands and struggled. It was so angry that it was pressed by the father, and it was about to open its mouth and cry when it curled its mouth.

Fortunately, Gu Yu quickly remembered the baby in his arms, put him on the bed and rubbed his fleshy face, his voice was low and hoarse: "Xiaobao...Xiaobao...have you seen Daddy too... ..."

Thinking of the fairy elder he saw last night, the tyrant's black eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes were filled with strong madness and paranoia.

Even though the fairy has become an untouchable ghost, he still wants to make the fairy never leave him. The fairy belongs to him and can only stay by his side.

The tyrant's thin lips curled up, revealing a dangerous and terrifying smile, which was especially weird and frightening on that veined face.

But Gu Yu didn't know that he had become like this, the little baby had already remembered the taste of the father, no matter what the father looked like, he could recognize the father.

The tyrant was in a good mood and held the baby's fleshy hand to play with him. He stayed in the dormitory for a whole day, doing nothing but waiting for the elder fairy to appear.

The sun set in the sky, the moon rose high, and the moonlight in the hall illuminated the scattered stones on the floor.

The tyrant sat on the small couch by the window with the baby in his arms, his eyes fixed on the place where the fairy elder appeared yesterday.

As the minutes passed, the baby in the brocade quilt yawned and slowly fell asleep with his little hands on his chest.

The tyrant's phoenix eyes widened, and he stared intently at the position where the fairy elder appeared, but after an unknown amount of time, there was still no fairy elder there.

The black eyes were gradually covered by the red mist, and the whole body was filled with a thick magic mist.

If Gu Yu didn't give up, it must be because the Immortal Elder didn't show up tonight, and he will come to see him the next night!

Force yourself to stay awake, bite the tip of your tongue hard to prevent yourself from falling asleep.

With his back leaning against the small couch, his legs were messy on the ground, and the little baby was snoring in his father's arms.

Gu Yu twitched the corners of his lips, looked down at the baby in his arms, and reached out to gently caress that little face.

"Xiao Bao, let's see Daddy tomorrow, okay..."

His voice was the only one in the empty hall, and it was destined that no one could answer him.

A drop of tear slipped from the end of the tyrant's eyes, along the veins on his face, fell into the skirt of his clothes, soaking a small piece of clothes.

"Xianchang..."

"Come out and meet Gu, okay..."

Under the moonlight, the room was cold, and the man in black was leaning against the bed decadently, the long hair behind him was blown by the wind, fluttering messily and entangled in the air.

The tyrant didn't sleep a wink all night, but he still didn't wait for his fairy elder.

When he got up from the ground, he felt dizzy for a moment, and his eyes darkened, and he almost fell onto the bed.

Gu Yu quickly supported the things next to him, and sat on the small couch with his waist hunched over, his eyes closed and his legs crossed in meditation.

The baby was put on the bed by him, sleeping soundly while holding his little hand.

Thinking that he didn't wait for the immortal leader last night, the tyrant locked himself in the bedroom tenaciously, not letting anyone come in to disturb him, and guarding the broken stones on the ground until the immortal grows out.

Wen Nu, who was far away in the Gushui faction, woke up, his limp waist finally recovered, and sat under the window basking in the sun, only then had time to think of Gu Yu and Haier in the palace.

Last night, who didn't know whether it was a dream or a real experience, thinking of Gu Yu's face covered with veins, his eyelids slightly drooped with worry.

And the baby wrapped in the quilt, I don't know if he woke up and continued to cry.

Waving his sleeves, he let out the fairy grass picked from Nuwa Mountain, and the deer eyes slightly closed and stared at the fairy grass in a daze, as if seeing Gu Yu from the previous life through the fairy grass.

In the previous life, Gu Yu treated him very well. He fed him with his own hands, washed him with his own hands, and carried him around the entire imperial garden. It made a deep impression.

Wen Nu put his hands under his chin, the jelly grass was floating in the air, exuding a strong aura, after watching it for some time, he waved his sleeves to put it away.

This fairy grass is very important and cannot be lost.

Thinking of other things to detoxify, he pursed his lips and unfolded the note in the ring, on which were written the required medicinal materials.

The fairy grass is already there, and there are still green grass, moon lotus, manjushahua from the ghost world, and blood stone from the demon world.

Thinking of the rest, Wen Nuliu frowned slightly, planning to start looking for these things after the Gushui faction left.

Because he remembered that when Gu Yu lost control in his previous life, there were blue and black veins on his face, but he quickly suppressed it, so he didn't remember it in time.

The poison in Gu Yu's body was about to spread throughout his body, so he had to make an antidote quickly.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Wen Nu put away all the things, got up and opened the door to look at the person coming.

The system looked at the host blankly, his body was drenched in sweat, the gray Taoist robe was tightly attached to his body, and he held a heavy long sword in his hand.

"Host, let me hide."

Metal light flashed across the black eyes, and he dodged to squeeze the host away from the door, and hid in his room.

Wen Nu looked around suspiciously and curiously, but found no suspicious person. He closed the door and turned back to the room. Seeing the system sitting on the stool, he asked him what was going on.

The system grabbed the clothes on its body, looked at the host with a cold face for help, and pointed to itself: "Clean Water Art."

Wen Nu tapped lightly with his fingertips, and the body of the system was instantly dry, as if the appearance just now was just an illusion.

The system withdrew its gaze in satisfaction: "Eldest brother has been practicing swords with me."

As if unbelievable, the cold voice seemed to be mixed with a trace of fear: "He said that I retreated after the sword, stared at me practicing the sword, and was not allowed to rest, and then I took the opportunity to run away."

Wen Nu covered his lips and smiled secretly, he didn't expect the system to be afraid.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Shang Qing'an's expressionless face changed drastically, and he got up and got under the bed, completely forgetting that there were many bacteria and viruses on the ground.

The elder brother stood outside the door and motioned for the younger brother to subdue Li Gui, who knocked on the door, solemnly holding the long sword in his hand.

Wen Nu looked helplessly at the system under the bed, got up and opened the door, and saw the gray-robed Taoist priest standing behind him and the long sword in his hand at a glance.

The elder brother's eyes swept straight into the room, but he didn't see the younger brother frowning, and seriously asked the fallen angel who opened the door: "Immortal Master Qingya, have you seen Shang Qing'an?"

Wen Nu shook his head, frowned suspiciously and asked, "Who are you?"

Wrapped in a long black robe, when he heard Bai Yi's puzzled voice, he secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eye, thinking that Bai Yi could really pretend to be a deceit.

The elder brother shook his long sword: "The younger brother's swordsmanship has regressed so much, I plan to take him to practice swords every day."

Wen Nu nodded: "I see."

The elder brother did not find the younger brother here, and led the Li Gui subdued by the younger brother to continue searching, determined to let the younger brother practice swords with him.

After seeing them off, Wen Nu closed the door and said to the system under the bed, "Come out, they're gone."

Shang Qing'an silently crawled out from under the bed, stared at the host blankly, and tugged at the clothes on his body.

Wen Nu tapped lightly with his skillful fingertips, and used the water purification formula to wipe off the dust on the system.

The system didn't dare to go back to the room, and stayed with the host until night, and even went to sleep with the host at night, and was almost garbled by the elder brother's fright.

It was another night of bright moonlight. In Gu Chao's palace, Gu Yu was still sitting in the same position as last night, and the baby had already been coaxed to sleep by him and put on the couch.

Under the moonlight, the stones on the floor exuded a faint white light. Gu Yu stared at the face that was exactly the same as that of Xianchang, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it lightly.

"Xianchang, will you come tonight..."

In order not to let himself fall asleep, he deliberately drank some spirit-boosting medicine, and leaned against the edge of the bed decadently, his eyes reflecting the empty bedroom.

More than half of the time has passed, but the fairy still hasn't appeared...

The veins on the tyrant's face