Hua Weiluo looked at herself in the mirror with some depression, and after a while, she sighed quietly.
It seems that it has been less than half a year since I came to this world and realized the Supreme Good. Is all this developing too fast?
When she went out from the house again, she found that only Zhizhen and Zhimei were sitting on the round table outside the yard. Xiaobai squatted at their feet and dozed off, his furry head falling asleep little by little.
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"Hey, where is Junior Brother Zhishan??" Hua Weiluo looked at Zhizhen and Zhimei with doubtful eyes.
"Someone came from the palace just now, saying that the emperor urgently announced that the eleventh prince was entering the palace." Zhimei was sitting at the round table, feeling that she still couldn't react. Why did his second senior brother, who he had been getting along with day and night for many years, suddenly,
He has become the eleventh prince of Ziyun Kingdom today... This... the gap between before and after is too big, right??
"Senior Sister." Zhizhen opened his mouth and asked in a deep voice towards Hua Weiluo: "Senior Sister was granted a marriage by the emperor to the second junior brother??"
"Uh...yeah." Hua Weiluo looked at them with some embarrassment, and then remembered that they had gone to Qingxin Temple some days ago and were not in the capital, so they probably didn't know the news.
"Congratulations, senior sister." Zhizhen clasped his hands and said respectfully towards Hua Weiluo.
"Uh... this..." Hua Weiluo didn't know how to answer him for a moment. After a while, he squeezed out the four words "share the same joy".
Zhimei laughed out loud and joked: "This is a happy event for Senior Sister and Second Senior Brother. How can we share the joy?"
"If you want to share the joy, you and Junior Brother Zhizhen might as well get together as a couple." Hua Weiluo rolled his eyes at Zhimei angrily, turned around and ignored him.
The beauty froze in an instant.
In the palace, the royal study.
Zhishan was wearing a white Taoist robe and stood in front of a dragon-shaped desk carved from golden nanmu. He looked at the man sitting behind the desk and asked in a calm tone: "The emperor is urgently announcing my entry into the palace, but something happened?"
"No." The emperor sighed, raised his head and looked at him, knocked on the table with one hand and said: "The Tang Sect elder's hidden weapon was stolen. You should have got this news by now."
"Yeah." Zhishan nodded.
"Now, they have collected five of the eight treasure maps." The emperor held his forehead helplessly, looking at Zhishan who stood tall and tall below, slightly in a trance.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed. People who were as young and green as me back then still look young now, but I am already a mature age. These days, there are more and more gray hairs on his temples.
Every time I look in the mirror, I can feel the passage of time.
"There are still three pieces left. They are about to collect them all, but according to their progress, it should be soon." Zhishan pondered for a moment, and then answered him in a firm tone.
"Fei Ran, do you really want to marry Miss Hua of the Flower Prince's Palace??" The emperor suddenly changed the subject and asked Zhishan.
Zhishan raised his head slightly, looked at the person sitting in the upper seat with a pair of deep black eyes, was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Seriously."
"Then have you ever thought that one day, she will grow old like me, but you will still remain young??" the emperor asked in a low and slow voice.
