Peach wood

Once the summer is over, it will get colder and colder when it rains again. This time, Shuhuai is affected by the aura of snow storage, and is extremely sensitive to changes in the outside temperature. As long as the temperature drops slightly, he will search everywhere for his winter clothes .Seeing that he was afraid of the cold, Wanzhu found a hand stove from the pile of sundries in Hades, stuffed a ball of fire into it, and asked him to hug him to keep warm.

The jade pendant that Mo Yun gave earlier was a treasure, Shu Huai always wears it with him, but now he wears the jade pendant around his waist and holds the stove in his hand, the coldness around him is swept away immediately, even he himself is full of energy , without the sickly appearance of yesterday.

It's just that it's inconvenient for them to walk in the human world with a heater.Shu Huai reluctantly put it down, and let Mo Yun wrap himself up a few more layers.Now that he has learned how to behave, he can wear as much as he should, otherwise he will suffer from the cold, not that guy Cunxue.

"You said his aura is so cold, how can he live in winter?" Mo Yun was arranging Shuhuai's collar. The latter had nothing to do, so he reached out and touched the top of his head, rubbing his whole head in a mess. By the way, I asked a strange and meaningless question.

It’s true that Cunxue’s aura is cold, but Tiangong is like spring all the year round, and it has always been so gentle for thousands of years. Don’t the immortals wear thick clothes if they like, and thin clothes if they like thin?What's more, they are supposed to be protected from cold and heat.Mo Yun knew that Shuhuai was just talking nonsense, so he didn't intend to really ask, so he didn't answer his question directly, but pinched his waist, signaling him to be quiet for now and not to make a sound.

Shuhuai obediently obeyed his advice, but not long after, that mouth suddenly couldn't stay idle again: "I thought there would be a result in the spring, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until the beginning of the next spring."

Mo Yun knew what he meant. They overestimated their own progress and mistakenly thought that a conclusion could be ushered in in the spring. However, it took a lot of time just to find the evening candle. After finding the evening candle, it delayed even more. much time.Now that autumn and winter are coming again, there are still two gemstones left on the jade plate. After solving these remaining problems, the final battle with Cunxue will really be delayed until next year.

"Don't think about it too much, my father and the others are hiding in the Shenmu illusion, much safer than you." Mo Yun finally cleaned up for him, and began to take care of the messy pile of grass on top of his head.Shuhuai rubbed the top of his head too messily, he tossed and tossed for a long time, and finally got it back to its original shape, but Shuhuai came over to him again and reached out to touch his jade crown.

The little demon king thought he was going to do something bad, and subconsciously avoided it. Shuhuai noticed his little movement, and immediately felt extremely wronged: "It's a little crooked, I just want to straighten it for you."

Looking into the mirror with the help of the light, the jade crown was indeed a bit off, Mo Yun took it off, hesitated for a moment and handed it to Shu Huai.The guy who was about to cry just now took the jade crown and immediately smiled. Mo Yun suddenly regretted it. He found that all the grievances of this person were all pretending to win sympathy.

However, Shuhuai also has the ability to be able to be deceived, and in the whole world, he may be the only one with this talent.

When seriousness is necessary, Shuhuai has always been serious.Now the time has come, the sky is bright in the human world, and they have to go for a walk in the street, so he stopped making trouble for Mo Yun, and just took a small wooden comb to comb each other's hair quietly.His movements were extremely gentle, which made Mo Yun want to sleep. The little demon king suppressed the sleepiness, but couldn't help yawning. Shuhuai saw that funny expression in the mirror, and secretly laughed.

Changqing got up later than them, but he moved quickly, tidying himself up in two or three strokes, and then happily ran to Shuhuai to watch the door.Because of him, Mo Yun wanted to do something untimely, so he could only endure it first, and then ask Shuhuai to get it back at night when the general account is settled.

The wooden empress lacked the 72nd concubine to compete with it, so she naturally became Changqing's love in this life. Shuhuai passed by Heilong's residence last night, but saw him balled up on the bed, holding his empress tightly in his arms, and said Still muttering words.In most cases, Changqing's sleep talk is very funny, Shuhuai sneaked into the house, squatted by his bed and waited for him to speak again, and after a while, he only heard him muttering in a low voice: "My baby, turn around!" I will build a golden house to hide you..."

You don't even clean your own room, but you still want to build a golden house for the wooden queen, playing with the golden house?Thinking of this, Shuhuai couldn't laugh or cry, so he learned that sentence to Mo Yun, never thought that the little demon king would turn around and ask him if he also planned to occupy a golden room by himself like the wooden queen.

The golden house is so precious, of course you want it, but no matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel right.Shuhuai pouted, pretending to be disgusted: "I don't like the golden house. If you want to assign me a residence, you can row me a large sea or a whole mountain."

He originally thought that everything has been said to this extent, and Mo Yun should give up this unrealistic idea, but he ignored one point: the monster clan who is qualified to go to the Heavenly Palace has lived in a mountain for generations, and Mo Yun, as the leader of the monster clan, Wang, really owns a whole mountain.

"I didn't expect you to get married in such a hurry." The little demon king squeezed his fingertips, a little excited and a little nervous, "I will take this mountain as a bride price later, and I will carry you back in eight palanquins."

"You talk nonsense every day, it's so annoying." Shuhuai wanted to slap Mo Yun backhand on the spot to wake up the stupid wolf, but the face in front of him was so pretty that he was reluctant to slap him.

Heilong had been waiting outside for some time, but he hadn't eaten a bite or drank a glass of water yet.Right now he might be hungry, maybe also thirsty, and he started whimpering and crying.The cry echoed in the Hades with the cool autumn wind, echoing a sense of desolation and misery, but the next moment it stopped abruptly in the evening candle's cursing, leaving a lingering lingering sound, as if it was going to linger for three days. Absolutely.

Wan Zhu grabbed Chang Qing's ear and scolded him severely, then frantically knocked on the door of Shuhuai's room, calling the two inside to come out quickly, don't leave this stupid dragon alone every day, and just look after themselves The land is dear to me.

Shuhuai felt guilty, coughed lightly, and ran over to open the door, planning to find something for Chang Qing to fill his stomach and then his mouth.

Recently, Heilong loves big pies in the human world. There is a steamed stuffed bun shop in the imperial city, which sells pies.The biscuits sold by that store are delicious, with a thin layer of crispy skin wrapped around the fragrant meat inside.Chang Qing didn't have much money left, and before he squandered all his wealth just to buy big pies, now he is penniless, poor and desolate, like a small vegetable growing in the ice and snow, and can only rely on Books help.

He came to Shuhuai's door early in the morning to be the door god, probably because he coveted big pies.

With Shuhuai's permission, Changqing rushed into the house and went straight to the big cakes on the table.Mo Yun retreated in a hurry, feeling that the dragon was more ferocious and terrifying than a wolf when it was hungry.

The world is still the same, no matter what happens, life goes on as usual, the big pie still tastes the same as before, and it does not change because of the change of power of the big men.Fengyi seemed to be very interested in these foods, Gong Fei saw that he was always peeking at them, so she asked him if he wanted to buy one to try, but he said that he was not used to eating food from the human world, so he turned his head and walked away No more, no more attention to that steamed stuffed bun shop.As for whether he is really not used to it, or is he trying to find an excuse to prevaricate, no one knows the actual situation.

When autumn comes, the interior of Hades becomes even cooler, and the temperature changes in the human world become more pronounced.The emperors of all dynasties would basically provide a lot of convenience for themselves, but Yan Lingxi had no real power in his hands, and those powerful officials in the court were focused on fighting each other, and no one had the intention to maintain the superficial humility, so he still didn't have any trouble in the cold night. Can draw a trace of warmth from outside objects.

When the first emperor was still there, although he didn't care much about the crown prince, the minimum food and clothing expenses were normal. Now that the first emperor is gone, the former empress empress has become the current empress dowager, and she is also fighting for power. , leaving his own son in the deep palace.

Yan Lingxi sat by the window, breathed on her hands, and stared at the world outside without blinking.Who is he waiting for to come, even he himself doesn't know, but he firmly believes that as long as he waits, someone will show up.

"Your Majesty." Silin suddenly appeared next to the tree in the courtyard, holding a slightly thicker robe in his hands. Yan Lingxi nodded to him, and the figure disappeared in place, and he stood on the ground in the blink of an eye. Inside the house, put the robe on the young man's shoulders.His movements are extremely gentle, when those maids and followers were still around, they seemed to be moving like this, but now Yan Lingxi has no maids and no followers, and he is not willing to regard Silin as his followers.

Most spiritual creatures have independent thoughts, and rarely change their direction due to the opinions of others.From Silin's conversation, Yan Lingxi could hear what he was thinking in his heart, he was definitely not a stupid and dull person, there were many unknown mysteries about him, and there must be many stories related to him.

For those who have been emperors, more or less a few portraits have been handed down. Yan Lingxi has also seen them, and he was very impressed by some of the special emperors.He glanced back at Silin, feeling more and more strange about his face: although handsome and refined, it still didn't look like his own face.

What should Silin's face look like?Yan Lingxi had never seen it before, and could not give an answer.

The emperor's family taught him to be jealous, even though it was an act he despised.But today, he sadly found that he couldn't help himself, and had to use suspicion and defense to save his life.

He was suspicious of Silin, and what he was doing, Silin was very clear about it, but he never pointed it out.The layer of window paper lay horizontally between them, but they each took a step back tacitly, and neither of them poked it open.

Silin's protection is undoubtedly beneficial to Yan Lingxi.He can live safely and securely in this deep palace until now, without his mother's protection. Now that his mother's purpose has been achieved, she regards him as an abandoned son. If he wants to continue to live, he has to rely on another mountain.Silin is of course this mountain, Yan Lingxi felt that even though the origin of the other party is unknown, but some supernatural powers, mortals are still far from being able to compare with it.

"Your Majesty." Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Silin called out to him, "The gate outside is locked."

Yan Lingxi frowned lightly, feeling vaguely uncomfortable, but because Silin was by his side, he didn't show this emotion.He has always hidden his thoughts very well, except for the panic when he first met, Silin has hardly seen any expression on his face at other times.

Whether it's crying or laughing, he rarely makes any expression.

A 16-year-old child, what kind of thoughts will he have in his mind?Silin has never been in contact with such people, so he doesn't understand their thoughts.

Unlike him, Shuhuai had come into contact with such a child. In fact, he himself was such a child back then, but he had no chance to contact Yan Lingxi, and naturally he had no possibility to enlighten him.And the most frightening thing is that without good guidance, those children who need guidance will have a high probability of walking on a deviated path, and for a long time, they will mistakenly think that that path is correct.

The only person who can lead the young emperor is outside the palace, staring at the golden thread attached to the jade plate in a daze.The silk thread was trembling slightly, but the trembling was very slight. Shuhuai's knowledge was limited, and he could only guess a general direction, but he didn't know where the guy on the other end of the thread was moving.

"What's on the east side of the palace?" Shu Huai casually asked Gong Fei beside him, "This thing is tossing around on the east side all day long, so what exactly is on the east side?"

"East Palace." Fengyi leaned against the wall, looking indifferently at the passers-by coming and going outside the barrier, and felt that she was sneaking here as if she was a thief, and she was still a thief in full view, which was really not a good feeling.

East Palace?Shu Huai let out a "huh": "The prince is in the East Palace?"

Mo Yun and Chang Qing knew nothing about this, Feng Yi was too lazy to answer, so only Gong Fei responded and told him that the East Palace was the Prince's residence, and he remembered correctly.

"It's moved—then where is this place?" Shuhuai called out, and before Fengyi could answer, he was taken aback. If his memory hadn't gone wrong, according to the general planning of the palace, this place is exactly where it is. It is the residence of the king.

Only then did Shuhuai recall that the previous emperor had long since turned into a dead ghost and was kicked by Wen Yan to reincarnate. At this time, his poor eldest son had taken over his position and became a new generation of power victim.The current East Palace is empty and has no owner, and its previous owner became the king. How could there be such a coincidence that the monster went back and forth between these two places!Shuhuai almost thinks that the new emperor is the monster, but judging from Gong Fei's description, the child is just a mortal, and he is also a mortal with extremely poor physique, who has grown up in a medicine jar.

Shuhuai had no idea what could be related to such a child.And just as he was thinking hard, trying to find a reasonable explanation, the silk thread connected to the jade plate suddenly moved.

"Come out!" Feng Yi suddenly raised his head, and the rest of them looked up and followed his gaze, but seeing a green figure flying out of the high wall, Gong Fei clapped his hands, and suddenly turned into a big bird. The bird flew towards the self-trapping prey in the air.

The author has something to say: In Xiamen, I only wrote for an hour and a half. The time is very short, the hand speed is very fast, and there may be many bugs.

But touching fish is really cool.

I don't know why the update has not been sent out, it's very annoying.