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Shocked, angry, weird, all kinds of complex emotions rushed into Yuqing's heart, breaking his peace for the first time in thousands of years.

He didn't expect to see such a picture, and one of the protagonists in this picture was his master, the ancestor Hongjun who was known as the supreme god.

Anyone may be immersed in the extremely delicate entanglement of love and sex in this world, but that person definitely does not include Hongjun.But the water beside the Heihua River in the underworld cannot lie, so the image reflected in the water is the fact that is happening.

Yuqing frowned delicately, and for a moment he even wondered if the nine-tailed fox used some tricks to force Patriarch Hongjun to do such a thing.But after he saw the focused eyes of the ancestor Hongjun staring deeply at the fox demon, he immediately dispelled this idea.

No one can force Hongjun to do what he doesn't want to do, and no one has the ability to force it.If it weren't for the fact that Hongjun Patriarch was actually willing in his heart, how could he allow himself to do such intimate things with a fox demon.

After quickly figuring this out, the most important thing Yuqing should do is to leave here, but his footsteps seemed to go against his will, standing firmly in place without moving a bit.

After all, it was because it was too shocking.

Not long ago, this fox demon had been teasing Jiang Ziya, but now he had a relationship with his master again.

Yuqing's eyes fell on the fox demon in the water who was fluctuating with Hongjun's movements. He saw that the fox demon was obviously indulgent, and the brows were also full of enchantment, but the depths of those eyes It is a kind of careless indifference.

Suddenly, these eyes overlapped with the eyes of the man in the master's painting.

This nine-tailed fox demon...is always the figure in the master's paintings.

Yuqing suddenly understood.

The person in the painting is the heart demon of ancestor Hongjun, who was recovered by his master 7000 years ago.From then on, the master has the popularity in the world, and there is a man who misses in the world's fireworks.

A flash of thought flashed in Yuqing's eyes.

If this nine-tailed fox is the beloved of the master's heart demon, then the other party's Taoism should be at least 7000 years old, but Yuqing has never seen so much practice in this nine-tailed fox age.

Is there any hidden secret in this?

Yuqing thought about it, and the picture reflected in the water became more and more passionate and voluptuous, and the intermittent shallow voice seemed to penetrate from the surface of the water, and all of it was transmitted into his eardrums , so that he could not completely calm down and sort out his rarely disturbed thoughts.

So that kind of subtle weirdness surged into Yuqing's heart again. He has always been pure-hearted, cold-tempered and indifferent, and naturally he has never experienced this kind of love and affection in the world.He didn't think there was anything worthy of nostalgia and joy in such a thing that made people lose their minds and let their guard down, but at this moment, he did see a vague joy and pleasure from the face of the ancestor Hongjun.

Incomprehensible.

Yuqing pursed her lips and put her palm on her chest.

What's even more incomprehensible is that there is still a slight enthusiasm deep in his heart.

Yuqing lowered her eyebrows and looked away from the water.

With a flick of his sleeve, he covered it with the image reflected in the river of divine power, and then turned and left.

But it was also because of this scene that after leaving, Yuqing still couldn't overcome the doubts in his heart. When he sensed that only Fu Zhenhong was alone through his divine power, he looked at him with the fragments of the Kunlun mirror, or It is observation.

Observing him through the fragments of the magic mirror, trying to find useful information from him that can answer the doubts in my heart.

Fu Zhenhong could somewhat guess Yuqing's intentions.

In Yuqing's view, if he is the person in Hongjun's painting, that is, Hongjun's heart demon, then at least 7000 years of cultivation and Taoism will be required, but his time as a nine-tailed demon fox is only 5000 years, which is a difference of 2000 years. There must be crucial details in the year that caused this irrational logic to happen.

Yuqing wanted to know his true identity.

Fu Zhenhong wanted to laugh, but in fact, he also laughed lightly.

Many times, the premise of falling in love with someone is to have a desire to know about this person. Although Yuqing's starting point is only to know the truth, his snooping behavior has pushed himself into the world without knowing it. In the turbulent and ever-changing web.

Fu Zhenhong withdrew her gaze from the hanging painting, and walked to the table without haste. Moderately hot tea was placed on the table, and the faint fragrance of tea leaves wafted from the teapot.

Fu Zhenhong sat down, and slowly poured seventy percent full tea into the cup. The reddish-brown carved cup wall set off the light color of the tea well. Fu Zhenhong held the cup wall and placed it on the tip of her nose He sniffed the tea lightly, and put it back on the table without drinking it.

Standing in front of the fragments of the Kunlun Mirror, Yuqing watched Fu Zhenhong's movements indifferently, without any fluctuations on her cold face.

Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes slightly, propped her forehead with one hand, dipped her index finger in the tea with the other hand, and then slowly wrote two words on the wooden table with her fingers moistened by tea. Word - Yuqing.

When Fu Zhenhong wrote the first character, Yuqing's expression was no longer calm. After he saw the last "Qing" written, there was a slight wave in his amber eyes .

This fox demon knew he was looking at him.

Yuqing's lips were closed in a straight line. Even if the person involved discovered such a disgraceful thing like spying, he only fluctuated for a moment, and then calmed down, without the embarrassment of being caught at all, let alone the slightest bit of embarrassment. The embarrassment, but just retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened, and retracted the fragments of the Kunlun Mirror.

After Yuqing stopped prying, Fu Zhenhong had no one to make fun of, and became a little bored. Fortunately, Cuiyuan didn't make him wait long, and brought out the porridge cooked in the dining room.

Perhaps it was because Cui Yuan had explained it on purpose, so the porridge was very light, made with lotus leaves, and had a faint plant fragrance.

When Fu Zhenhong was drinking porridge, Cui Yuan was standing beside her. Because she didn't dare to look at Fu Zhenhong's side, her gaze fell to the table.When he looked at it, he saw the half-dried words on the table.

Because the tea was partially dry, Cui Yuan couldn't see exactly which two words were written on the table. She was a little curious, but she was tactful and didn't ask any more questions.

After Fu Zhenhong finished her porridge, she asked Cuiyuan, "Is the king still in court?"

"Yes, master." Cui Yuan thought for a while, and then carefully replied: "It seems that there are many state affairs these few days, and the king only comes to the courtyard when he is free at noon."

"There are many national affairs?" Fu Zhenhong pondered these four words softly.

Cuiyuan paused for a moment when she heard the words, she quietly raised her eyes to observe Fu Zhenhong, as if hesitant to speak.

Fu Zhenhong put her hands on the table, clasped her fingers lightly, and said in a leisurely manner: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

After hearing this, Cui Yuan said, "Master, at noon tomorrow, Zhou Xibo's son will go to Yin Shang as a hostage."

The son of Zhou Xibo?

"Is the eldest son Boyi taking the exam?" Fu Zhenhong asked lightly.

"Yes, master."

Fu Zhenhong narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a neutral tone, "Is Zhou Xibo under house arrest by the king in Chaoge?"

In fact, such a topic shouldn't be discussed on Fu Zhenhong's face as Su Daji, but Fu Zhenhong didn't intend to hide it too much, and Cuiyuan also obeyed Fu as much as possible with Di Xin's acquiescence. Zhenhong's actions and words.So at this moment, only Cui Yuan and Fu Zhenhong were in the courtyard, so no one would feel that there was anything wrong.

And although Fu Zhenhong's use of the word "house arrest" may not be very appropriate, anyone with a little brain can tell that on the surface, Chaoge treats Zhou Xibo with courtesy, but in fact, in the current situation In such a situation, this itself is a form of imprisonment in disguise.

In the original plot line, Bo Yikao's fate was designed by Daji and then chopped into meat paste to make meat pies. Xibo Hou Jichang finally ate his own son's flesh and blood in order to save his life.

Although due to the appearance of Fu Zhenhong, the timing of the plot was slightly deviated, but the general direction has not changed.After all, Boyi Kao came to Chaoge tomorrow, obviously for Xibo Hou Jichang.

Regarding Boyi Kao, Fu Zhenhong had her own thoughts.

This person is one of the best candidates in this world. Although the proportion is not large, Fu Zhenhong is a perfectionist and does not allow herself to have a task completion rate that is not [-]%. Therefore, Boyi Kao cannot be made into meatloaf of.

At least when the other party's favorability for him is not enough, Fu Zhenhong must keep him alive.

"Go down first." Fu Zhenhong said to Cuiyuan, "I'll be alone for a while."

Cui Yuan replied: "Yes, master, if master has any orders, please call me directly."

Fu Zhenhong waved her hand: "You don't have to watch outside."

Cui Yuan hesitated: "But..." The king had told her not to stay too far away from her master.

"No but." Fu Zhenhong interrupted her, and said lightly: "No one will blame you."

"Yes, master." Cui Yuan finally compromised, she bowed respectfully to Fu Zhenhong, picked up the empty bowl and spoon on the table, and exited the room lightly.

After Cuiyuan closed the door, Fu Zhenhong was the only one left in the room. He went to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a word on the hanging picture that Di Xin had drawn———— .

This character is next to the seal at the end of Di Xin's inscription, and is placed side by side with Di Xin's character, which looks extremely harmonious.

After writing down this pen, Fu Zhenhong put the pen back to its original position.

After sitting for a while, Fu Zhenhong felt bored, so she opened the door and walked out of the room.When he came to the palace, he hadn't gone out to have a look, and he didn't know what the courtyard of the palace hall, which was crowned with characters like "陈", looked like.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenhong walked out along the long corridor after leaving the room. He didn't walk very far before he saw a pleasant garden not far in front of him.

At the same time, it was one kilometer away from Chenyuan.

A luxurious sedan chair was being carried towards the courtyard by four palace attendants.The six well-dressed court ladies lowered their eyes and divided into two rows, each with three people, respectfully following behind the sedan chair.

And this kind of array and ostentation, except for the most honorable woman in the palace, Queen Jiang, no one else has such an ostentation.

……

Inside the prince's palace.

"It's not good, Your Royal Highness, the empress is going to the Chenyuan right now!" When the attendants rushed to report, Yin Jiao was practicing bow shooting in the courtyard.

After hearing the news, Yin Jiao's heart skipped a beat and became unsteady, and the longbow left the string in an instant, and with a bang, it shot at the target in front of it, completely off-center.

Looking at the bow and arrow that almost missed the target, Yin Jiao's brows sank, and his lips were tightly closed into a straight line.

"You're saying it again," he said.

Noticing his wink, the attendant swallowed, and repeated tremblingly: "The Empress is on her way to the Chenyuan now."

Yin Jiao clenched the handle of the bow tightly, thinking of Su Daji's insidiousness and cunning, the queen mother would definitely get no benefit from meeting him!

He must go now!

Yin Jiao pursed his lips, threw the bow and arrow directly to the attendant beside him, turned around and ran towards the outside of the hall.

As a result, as soon as he ran out, he happened to bump into a person head-on.

"Hiss...it hurts." The visitor clutched his forehead, "Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Yin Jiao glanced at his younger brother Yin Hong, and threw out two words: "Chenyuan." After speaking, he left quickly.

"Eh?" After Yin Hong realized it, he immediately said, "Brother, wait, I'm going too."