Zijun slapped his palm on the glass table and sat down opposite Lingzhi with a sullen face.
Just when Lingzhi wanted to ask what was wrong with this young aunt, he heard the other person say: "I heard from Pei Luo that my uncle intends to betroth me to that Xie Liangchen..."
"Who is Pei Luo?" Lingzhi raised his eyebrows, interrupted Zijun's words, and asked.
"Yes..." Zijun was about to say, but suddenly stopped, "Uncle!"
Zijun stamped his feet with an angry face: "I asked you first, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Ling Zhi rubbed his palms and nodded.
"What is it!" Zijun stood up and walked to Ling Zhi's side, grabbing Ling Zhi's sleeve, and said helplessly and angrily: "Is there such a thing?"
"Of course not..."
"Uncle, please don't lie!" Zijun tugged at Lingzhi's beard and said childishly, "You are the lord of the South China Sea, so you should be bold enough to take on the responsibility. I don't believe it. How dare a maid to frame you for being such a royal king?!
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"Are you going to say it or not?"
"Uh..." Lingzhi felt that he should conduct a thorough investigation, as Hai Palace didn't need a servitor who was gossiping.
"Hiss..." Just as Lingzhi was deep in thought, he felt a huge pain in his chin. He lowered his eyebrows and saw that Xiao Nizi was "dancing" holding his beard!
"Uncle, what are you thinking about? He's too lost in thought. Jun'er can help you wake up~~~"
"Sigh." Lingzhi looked at the girl in front of him who happened to be smiling happily, and couldn't bear the slightest anger. He stretched out his hand and gently removed Zijun's hand from his beard, pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and patted her gently.
She held her hands and sighed.
Zijun originally just heard Pei Luo say that her uncle wanted to betroth her to that boy Xie Liangchen. Naturally, Pei Luo, a little palace maid, did not dare to stir up trouble. After hearing what Pei Luo said, she was so angry that she came to make trouble.
Her uncle doted on her, so she was naturally fearless and would not think about how a lord would react if his servants listened to the wall. She only wanted to vent her anger, so her uncle gave up the idea. Originally she was still single-minded.
Because her noisy uncle suddenly became so serious, she was a little at a loss for a while, and secretly thought in her heart - whether she had gone too far... her uncle wouldn't be angry, right? But he did it without his consent.
She was the one who should marry herself to anyone at will, and it was she who should be angry!
Lingzhi patted Zijun's hand, raised his head and smiled, his eyes full of love and affection: "Jun'er."
"Hey." Her uncle often spoke to her softly like this.
Zijun also smiled and responded to him.
"The life in Hai Palace is too peaceful." Ling Zhi rolled up his sleeves, "The years in the mountains are easy to pass, but I don't know that it has been thousands of years in the world."
"Uncle..." Zijun didn't know why her uncle was suddenly so sad, which made her mood very complicated...
"Since the day you were born, my uncle has taken you with him and watched you grow from such a big baby to what you are now..." Lingzhi made a small shape with his hands, and his eyes were filled with laughter.
Tenderness is like holding a small child. "Uncle knows you very well."
Ling Zhi pointed in a direction, which was very translucent, not like the light emitted by a glass pearl, "You yearn for the outside world. But my uncle is afraid that you will be hurt, so he keeps you trapped in this magnificent cage."
Zijun looked at the apology on Lingzhi's face, and suddenly his heart tightened. She yearned for the life on the water, because she could always know the water world in various ways, and knew the beauties and beauty of the human world... I heard
There is no place more beautiful than the world of gods. I heard that people there only envy a kind of water bird called Yuanyang, and for it they would not even become gods...
But she understands that she is the princess of Gulanghai Palace in the South China Sea, and she is the only descendant of the Shark tribe. She understands that her uncle is just to protect her...
Zijun said nothing, she just shook her head and faced her uncle.
"Uncle has always wanted a daughter, but it's a pity that your aunt passed away early..." When he mentioned his wife, Ling Zhi's eyes changed instantly, "God's will... sent you to me. I'm so grateful
You are more tolerant than your two brothers, and always want to give you the best. Indeed, I have never asked you if you like it, because you always accept it with a smile..."
"Because I really like him." Zijun replied. Zijun put his head on Lingzhi's shoulder: "Jun'er understands my uncle's feelings, so I really like him."
Lingzhi raised his hand and rubbed Zijun's hair, "Although Jun'er is arrogant, he is very sensible. My uncle is very pleased."
Zijun pouted and rolled his eyes: "How can I be so arrogant!"
"Okay~" Lingzhi laughed and said, "Not arrogant~ Not arrogant~"
"Yes." Zijun nodded with satisfaction and said, "What about Xie Liangchen?"
This topic cannot be avoided no matter what.
Lingzhi raised his eyebrows and said: "He..."
"Um?"
"His life experience is too mysterious."
"What?" Zijun looked up at Lingzhi and said, "Didn't Sister Qiandai say that she picked up Xie Liangchen? How could it be so mysterious?"
Lingzhi tapped Zijun's forehead: "You are the only one who believes Qiandai's words."
"Who said it? Baizhu believes it." Zijun snorted coldly and turned around.
Ling Zhi smiled and said nothing to her. "Chiyo would not hide a picked-up wild boy in Buzhou Mountain for hundreds of years."
"It's not about cultivation, why is it hiding?"
"Thousands of years ago, the water of the weak river flooded the entire Buzhou Mountain. Nowadays, there is no fairy spirit in the Buzhou Mountain. The only green plants must have been cultivated by thousands of generations of magic. How can such a place be suitable for practice?" Buzhou Mountain
People in the Six Realms know that not only is it not suitable for practice, but even wrapping one's belly is a problem. The mountains are steep and full of rocks, and the roads are very difficult to walk. Besides hiding, who would choose to go to such a place?
Woolen cloth?
"But Xie Liangchen is obviously not bad at magic..."
"That's the problem."
"Huh?"
"He is only about five hundred years old and has been staying in Buzhou Mountain. No matter how talented he is, he will never achieve what he does now." Lingzhi stood up and looked to the west with his hands behind his back: "Qiandai was about to get married to Yuyin.
However, during the so-called seclusion days of Qiandai, she was hiding in Buzhou Mountain with her child."
"Uh..." Zijun was confused, but she thought what her uncle said made sense! Hmm!
"When Yu Yin came, I knew that he must know the identity of this child. And what Chiyo did was definitely under the instruction of Emperor Chen!"
"Um?" If there are too many characters, it becomes very complicated. This is beyond Zijun's understanding...