Di Fuyi was startled, and his body sank into the water with a pop.
Gu Xijiu felt that she must be crazy She vaguely remembered that she was going to Tianjutang to report.
On the way to Tianjutang, she was riding in a carriage sent by the Holy Lord, and the person driving her was the envoy who even the emperor would hand over as a gift.
She clearly remembered that she was in the carriage, and she was still thinking about her wind-summoned beast.
But the next moment she found herself back in the tea shed, but the tea shed had been half demolished.
Emperor Xuan and all the civil and military officials had left.
There were still dozens of imperial officers packing their belongings for Emperor Xuan.
Aftermath.
She walked around in the tea shed, and then she realized that she was invisible.
No one in the tea shed noticed her presence.
Where is the wind?
She thought about it, and for some reason she turned to the back of the tea shed, and finally saw the Wind Summoning Beast.
Probably because his master was missing, the wind summoned beast, which was afraid of strangers and had a strong prejudice against humans, stared at the person standing in front of him with a wary expression, dug its front hooves into the ground, and let out a low, threatening roar.
Standing in front of it was the eighth prince Rong Che, waving a fan.
He seemed to regard Feng Zhao's threat as nothing: "I want to send you to meet your master, isn't it good to be so hostile?"
Feng Zhao obviously didn't believe him.
Seeing him pressing forward step by step, his top hair slowly stood up.
After all, Gu Xijiu had been with Feng Zhao for a while and knew that it was about to launch an attack.
Subconsciously, he wanted to move closer, but unexpectedly, Rong Che moved and was already on Feng Zhao's back.
Before Feng Zhao had time to blow up his hair, his palm gently patted the top corner of Feng Zhao's head: "Behave."
Feng Zhao's whole body trembled, and he actually stopped moving.
Rong Che leaned forward, leaned close to Feng Zhao's ear, and seemed to say something.
Feng Zhao nodded a little, then stepped forward.
Rong Che smiled: "That's so good.
Your master will be very happy to see you in a few days."
The unruly Feng Zhao, who could not be tamed by seven or eight top experts, was actually tamed by him with just a few words, and he seemed to be more docile than a little sheep.
Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows in surprise.
She didn't expect Rong Che to have such an ability to tame animals, but she was impressed.
"Old Eight" Rong Jialuo turned out of nowhere and happened to intercept Rong Che who was about to ride Feng Zhao.
Rong Jialuo also seemed surprised: "You can actually conquer it" Rong Che cupped his hands towards him and smiled gracefully: "Luckily, lucky, maybe it is more pleasing to the younger brother than the third brother.
This beast must be sent to Xijiu as soon as possible, otherwise I am afraid that she will be worried, so the younger brother will leave first."
One step."
The fan hit Feng Zhao on the head, and Feng Zhao jumped up and flew away like lightning.
Rong Jialuo: "" He stood there and watched Rong Che's figure turn into a small black dot in the blink of an eye, feeling a little lost for a moment.
"Prince, Your Majesty allows you and the Eighth Prince to go down alone.
Since His Eighth Prince has sent the Wind Summoning Beast to Miss Gu, there is no need for the Prince to go."
Black Fox, the personal guard beside Rong Jialuo, asked in a low voice. .
Rong Jialuo didn't hide his emotions very much in front of his personal bodyguards.
He sighed lowly: "I am actually a little worried about Xijiu" and shook his head: "Forget it, I might as well go and take a look."
The master and the servant went away talking.
Gu Xijiu stood there in a daze for a moment
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