"Queen, follow me!" Madam Qingyou immediately led Zi Tong out of the hall, leaving Bei Shuihan and Beichen and his son talking in the hall.
The two of them walked along the corridor to the garden at the back. When Mrs. Qingyou saw no one around, she immediately asked in a low voice, "Is that soup ready?"
Zi Tong's face heated up, "Drink."
"That's good." Mrs. Qingyou smiled and patted her shoulder, "Beichen, this kid doesn't know how to control himself. Don't always spoil him. Don't hurt your body."
Even though Zi Tong is fearless, at this moment she couldn't help but show the coy attitude of a little daughter-in-law, "Zi Tong knows."
Mrs. Qingyou smiled and helped her straighten her hair, then her face turned serious, "You have to plan carefully for that matter, and don't act impulsively."
"Mom, don't worry. With everyone's help, everything will go smoothly." Zi Tong also looked solemn, "Beichen and I will be more careful."
A maid came over and said, "Madam, the king please take the queen back."
"Okay." Zi Tong responded and returned to the hall with Mrs. Qingyou.
Beichen was already standing on the steps, apparently ready and waiting for her.
Zi Tong walked up the steps and stood in front of him. He immediately bent down and lifted her up. After taking a look at Madam Qingyou, Beichen spread his wings of light and flew up.
It was inconvenient for him to say goodbye to outsiders in front of them.
Mrs. Qingyou stood at the foot of the steps, watching the two figures disappear into the night, and sighed softly.
Although the two recognize each other, there is another masked man. When will my son and daughter-in-law live a peaceful life?
A palm stretched out and held her palm. Mrs. Qingyou turned her face and looked at Bei Shuihan who was standing behind her pretending to be a servant. She closed her fingers and held his palm.
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
Through the teleportation circle, Beichen and Zitong successfully returned to the palace.
After settling down in the main hall, Beichen immediately ordered Zhao Mu and other leaders from various continents to come to see him. The search for the masked man should not be delayed any longer. Rather than waiting for more calls, it is better to act as soon as possible so that everything can be over as soon as possible.
The order was passed out, and soon Mu, Luojia Zitu, Su Xi and others came to the main hall together. After this period of recuperation, Mu had recovered a lot, but his face was still a little pale.
"Join your Majesty and Queen!"
Several people continued to salute respectfully as usual.
Beichen gave a faint greeting, and then ordered his subordinates to retreat. Lanting walked outside to look out for everyone, and everyone took their seats together.
"Where is Weiyang?!" Zi Tong asked doubtfully.
"Master Weiyang was worried that something would go wrong, so he did not come to the palace and was waiting for news outside Yizhou City." Meng Fusheng said.
"Okay." Zi Tong nodded lightly.
By this time, Mu had already stood up.
He walked up the steps slowly, then took something out of his hand and brought it to her.
"This is what the dean asked me to give to you."
Zi Tong looked over in confusion and saw that he was holding a purple square jade plate in both hands, with complex star patterns engraved on it.
"This is... the nine-star Yin-Yang disk?" Zi Tong asked in surprise.
"That's right." Mu sent the astrolabe to her hand, "The dean said that the first in blood refining can get the treasure you want. This is the rule in the academy. Even if the academy is gone, this rule must be fulfilled.
This thing belongs to you and should be given to you."
Zi Tong lowered her face, looked at the astrolabe in her hand, felt the violent fluctuations of star power on it, and just sighed with a look on her face.
"The dean is really a dragon among men. Not only can he make the Wind and Cloud Blade, he can also make such a domineering astrolabe."