The emperor was drowned half to death.
Because Chen Guiren was the only concubine who jumped out after the emperor fell into the water, and also rescued the emperor single-handedly, her status was naturally different.
All the concubines were left sobbing aside by the empress, who knew him well, so she could only stand on the emperor's dragon body and cry loudly: "Your Majesty, wake up, wake up, wake up, you can't leave me!"
After saying this, he held his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood, yelled a few words and vomited again.
Several accompanying old doctors who had seen the world hurriedly rushed over to separate Chen Guiren from the emperor.
They assigned quotas in a well-trained manner.
Each of them tremblingly opened the medicine box and checked the pulse of the emperor and Chen Guiren respectively.
After this trip, I couldn't swim anymore.
The dragon boat under my feet could finally take advantage of its water carriage.
The petty official who drove the boat no longer had to carefully control the speed just now.
The prince gave an order and fluttered the flag proudly.
With a swishing sound, he ran along the waterway towards the palace.
I nestled at the stern of the boat and asked for a pot of water from the young eunuch who invited Yuan Zhen with me.
Yuan Zhen's calamity was finally over, but unfortunately, Dong Hua and the beauty who fell into the water missed each other's lives.
I naturally know that Emperor Donghua, as the Lord of the Gods, has complicated things and it is not easy to find time to come to the mortal world to resurrect him.
But this time, I ruined his chance to experience the calamity of love.
I feel very sad.
Can't stand him.
I wiped my sweat and took a sip of water.
After all, Yuan Zhen's job was not done smoothly.
Although it was not done smoothly, it was finally done.
Counting with my fingers, I have been in the mortal world for a long time, and the mortal world today is no more interesting than it was then.
I figured that tomorrow after I go to the Taoist temple after going to the palace, I would say goodbye to Yuan Zhen, the Taoist girl, and that it would be a beginning and an end, and I should go back to Qingqiu.
But now that I don’t have an inch of mana, how to return to Qingqiu is a problem.
However, Fengjiu told me before that after the birthday of Protector Wei Tuo on the first day of June, when Donghua meets the woman he loves with all his heart, it will be time for her to leave.
Although Donghua's fate has been slightly changed this time, it has nothing to do with her after all.
Not to mention that she risked her life today to save Donghua from fire and water.
All the kindness she deserves has been repaid.
I then thought about finding Feng Jiu after the sun goes down and returning to Qingqiu with her tomorrow.
I went back to Zizhuyuan and took a nap.
The serving maid shook me awake with a pair of soft hands.
I was already in a dark state.
Songsong took two mouthfuls of rice, brought her a lantern, and carried it with her to Hanlianyuan.
In the daytime, the palace is very blurry.
At night, the palace lanterns illuminate everything dimly.
It seems like a general like me who has lived in this palace for two months is not satisfied.
Which platform is which?
Which temple it is is even more unclear.
The maid carrying the lantern was very familiar with the flowers and willows along the way.
I followed silently, with a feeling of admiration slowly rippling in my heart.
Passing by a pavilion in the garden, I didn't want to be stopped by Yuan Zhen's younger brother who suddenly appeared.
The maid blessed her body and said to your highness the prince.
Yuan Zhen put his hands into his sleeves and responded weakly.
He turned around and glanced at me, then hesitantly said: "Yuan Zhen has something he wants to discuss with Master.
Can Master go and stand in the pavilion over there with Yuan Zhen?"
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When I looked closer, I saw that he looked a bit shy.
My heart trembled.
In the afternoon, because he had to go visit his father, I didn't accompany him.
His description of this meant that his life could not be saved.
The red thread is still wrapped around the beauty who fell into the water.
If this is the case, Si Mingxingjun's destiny is really weak.
Yuan Zhen led me to the pavilion and sat down.
The evening breeze blew from the lake, which was a bit cool.
I looked at his pregnant look, sitting silently on the stone bench.
He foolishly entertained himself for a long time.
When he had enough, he carefully took out something from his sleeve and held it in front of me like a treasure: "Master, look at it, is it cute or not?"
I glanced sideways at his palm, but it didn't matter.
I sighed in my heart, Yuanzhen, Yuanzhen, you miserable child, do you know what you are holding in your hands?
Yuan Zhen's younger brother obviously didn't know what he was holding in his hands, and said with joy: "When the ship was about to dock at noon this afternoon, Yuan Zhen wanted to stabilize the accompanying officials, so he fell behind.
This little boy stood up straight.
It fell from the sky, ah, it was not so small at that time.
It was half as big as a wing when it spread its wings.
It was very powerful.
It was about to fall on Yuan Zhen's body, but the little boy was very compassionate and was afraid of being hurt.
He immediately shrank down to Yuan Zhen and ran into Yuan Zhen's arms. " The golden-winged roc in front of the Buddha's throne in the West Heaven Brahma Realm, the little darling nestled in the palm of Yuan Zhen's hand, has now transformed into the size of a sparrow.
Although it is the same size as a sparrow, it still cannot block the glittering golden light all over it.
It drooped its head in the golden light, looking very depressed.
When he heard a little cry, he closed his eyes and shook.
If you look closely, you will see that there are bells tied to each of its legs.
This bell is a rare thing.
Its real name is the Immortal Locking Bell.
It was originally a thing used to lock spiritual birds and beasts in the Nine Heavens.
No wonder the Golden-winged Dapeng cannot return to its original form, and can only be such a small piece of meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered and teased.
I was a little worried when this golden-winged roc floated over from the sky at noon.
It flew so cowardly that it was inevitable that it would cramp in mid-air.
My worries must have come true, and then it could fall right into Yuan Zhen's arms.
I looked at the bells on the legs of the golden-winged roc and was fascinated.
Yuan Zhen came over and said, "This was given by my previous master.
When I was twelve or thirteen years old, there was a female lion spirit behind the Taoist temple that was crying and clamoring to be my mount.
Master gave this to me to restrain the lion.
Female lion spirit.
Later, my female lion spirit was abducted by a male lion spirit in the next mountain, and the bell was left there without any use.
This time it was just for the little boy to use it. " The little boy trembled again.
I nodded and muttered, and sincerely advised him: "Although you have considered it very carefully, the thing in your hand, uh, has an owner.
If you hide it privately, wait until the owner finds it."
Come on, I’m afraid it’s going to be a little difficult.”
He frowned and said resentfully: "That's why Yuan Zhen wants to discuss it with Master.
Master is an expert.
Can he discuss with Yuan Zhen the little darling?
The little darling is a spiritual bird, and its owner is naturally very extraordinary.
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Yuan Zhen A mortal's lifespan is very limited.
When Yuan Zhen dies, he will naturally return the little boy to him. " I glanced at Little Guaiguai, who was shaking his head desperately.
But this time it is a bird, and its neck is no more flexible than when it transformed into a human being.
When its head moves, its whole body moves.
Yuan Zhen handed it to my neck and said, "Master, look, little Guaiguai was very excited when he heard that I wanted to raise him."
The little boy fell down and made a death struggle.
Yuan Zhen looked at me sadly and hopefully, and I felt warm in my heart, thinking that what he said was somewhat reasonable.
Thinking about how I ruined his marriage this time, the rest of his originally fulfilling life would be very boring.
Keeping my cherished spiritual bird beside me can give me some comfort to pass the time; furthermore, I thought that since he called me master, he was considered my disciple, but I didn't even give him a apprenticeship ceremony at the beginning, which was really shameful. .
Then I felt that it would not be a big problem to go to the Brahma Realm of the West to talk to the Buddha and borrow this golden-winged roc for a while.
I nodded solemnly and said, "Okay."
The little boy whimpered.
Yuan Zhen was pleasantly surprised and put the little girl into her sleeve, held my hand and said, "Master, you actually agreed.
Yuan Zhen is not dreaming.
Before, Yuan Zhen could not help but think that this was just Yuan Zhen's infatuation.
I didn’t expect that Master, you would actually agree to Yuan Zhen.”
He wanted to continue talking, but a very clear voice sounded in the air: "What are you two doing?"
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