Outside the Tianxing Palace.

"Princess Li, go back." The eunuch in front of Zhuo Yu said justice, "Your Majesty will not see you."

Li Peng is a beautiful but simple person. Because of this cuteness, even if he is not as fond as Concubine Wan, he can still be favored: "You are talking nonsense, why would Your Majesty refuse to see me?"

Why else? The prince thought to himself, it’s not that the Empress is not in the palace. His Majesty is not in the palace, so how can he think of others? No matter how much he complains about him, he still said politely: “Your Majesty is busy with government affairs and cannot get rid of himself.”

Li Peng would not believe this scene anymore. In the palace, those who are favored are free at any time, and those who are not favored are never free in their lifetime. But how could she control the emperor's thoughts? She could only say: "Then remember to present the snacks to Your Majesty."

"Sure, certain." Eunuch Wang sent Li away with a smile.

As soon as he returned to the house, he opened the dessert box sent by Li, picked up a piece of red bean cake to eat. The little eunuch who served beside him was about to fall off his eyes: "Godfather, this was sent by Li Empress..."

It would be nice to eat without His Majesty’s words, right?

"You know what's the matter." The snacks were too tired. Eunuch Wang frowned in disgust. He picked up the teacup and drank a few sips. "Your Majesty, now, I'm definitely not going to want to eat this thing."

For those who have suffered from lovesickness, let alone eating snacks, Amitabha will be able to eat well.

It's really a blessing. He has been following His Majesty when he was eight years old and has been there for more than ten years. He thought he was a monarch who didn't care about love, but he didn't expect that he just couldn't catch his eyes. Whenever he met an immortal, his soul would be lost.

But this fairy... can't be kept? Eunuch Wang sighed and wondered how to convince His Majesty to have a meal.

He spent half an hour to touch him with emotion and reason, and finally persuaded Zhuo Yu to move his chopsticks. He seemed to be unable to force him anymore, so he had to say, "Your Majesty, do you want to take a shower?"

"Yes." The weather is getting hotter, and Zhuo Yu has to take a shower every day before he falls asleep.

The bathing pool in Tianxing Palace is made of white jade, which brings down the hot spring water on the mountain and is extremely comfortable all year round. Among the palace maids who serve, there is a plump and gorgeous figure with the appearance of Concubine Yang. He was once favored and was the first of the palace maids.

Seeing that the emperor was upset, she deliberately stepped forward to serve: "Your Majesty..."

Unfortunately, his gentle voice and plump figure did not have any effect, so Zhuo Yu frowned and waved his hand, "Get back."

The palace maid who looked like Concubine Yang was quite unwilling to do so and wanted to work harder. Seeing this, the other three palace maids said "yes" together and pulled the person away directly.

It is better to die than to be alone.

After the person left, the hall became quiet. Zhuo Yu sighed tiredly. The hot water relaxed his muscles and could not relieve his high heart. In the past half month after Yin Miaomiao left, he always had an illusion that it seemed that the imperial guards would send news at any time that "the empress is gone."

There was no sign that she would do that, but he could not let go. His intuition told him that it would not be today, but tomorrow, and that such a thing would happen one day.

Sometimes, he didn't know if he should have hoped that this day would arrive soon, and the dust would settle down, so he would have a better life torment.

Zhuo Yu thought, and smiled bitterly.

"Who made you angry?" A familiar voice came from behind.

He suddenly turned around: "Miaomiao?"

"It's me." She felt a little tired from her eyebrows, but she described Yiyi, unlike someone who rushed back with dust, "I'm back."

Zhuo Yu turned around, hugged her with his arms tightly, and his warm and wet body tightly pressed together.

Yin Miaomiao leaned his head on his shoulder: "Your imperial guards were thrown into Lizhou by me."

Zhuo Yu laughed: "It doesn't matter, just come back."

"I miss you very much." She breathed out, her eyes wet, "I want to tell you some things, I should have told you a long time ago, but fortunately it's still time."

At this moment, Zhuo Yu suddenly became afraid and said without thinking: "Nothing is in a hurry for a moment." He paused and said softly, "It's good to come back."

Yin Miaomiao understood.

He said again: "That demon butterfly..."

"Dead." The corners of her lips were bent, "it was burned to ashes and would not hurt anyone anymore."

Zhuo Yu felt relieved: "That's good, have you ever been injured?"

Her slender fingers wrapped around her belt: "You can check it out."

The red stamens turn into fine waves, and a pond of spring water wrinkles.

The prince, who was originally outside, was sad that he didn't know which palace maid was lucky, was so shocked that he almost jumped up when he saw Yin Miaomiao coming out: "Empress!"

"I scared you." Yin Miaomiao put on Zhuo Yu's clothes, which was considered to be the achievement of wearing her boyfriend's clothes. "Let Tian'er bring me two clothes. I won't go back today - is that OK? Your Majesty."

Zhuo Yu held her hand: "I can't ask for it."

The two of them stayed in the sleeping hall of Tianxing Palace and couldn't sleep for a while. Yin Miaomiao turned over and said, "Let me tell you what happened."

She rarely has such leisure and pleasure after love. Zhuo Yu was half surprised and half happy: "Okay, you said."

But Yin Miaomiao was not telling a good story. Zhuo Yu never thought that He Wendao would end like this and was greatly shocked: "How is that possible?!" As an emperor, he was very interested in visiting the immortal mountains and the immortal medicine, but he never thought that the immortal's attitude towards mortals was so cruel.

How could this be the case? Immortals should be ruthless at most, and they should just break up the lovely goddess and mortals. Even if they do not give the medicine for immortality, even if they cannot enlighten the Tao, they should not erase the lives of mortals in such an understatement.

Yin Miaomiao seemed to have been awakened a little memory and said softly: "In the eyes of monks, mortals are like ants. Isn't Gui Chenzi like this? He is just not strong enough."

The owner of the cave was much better than her, but she took the thing and was safe and sound. He Wendao was just a mistake and was crushed to ashes.

In the eyes of monks, what exactly are mortals?

Zhuo Yu didn't speak for a long time.

Yin Miaomiao looked at the bright yellow tent in confusion, and the nine-clawed golden dragon galloped among the clouds and mists: "Zhuo Yu, I am in the cultivation world, just like an ordinary citizen in the mortal world, and there are many powerful people above me."

Zhuo Yu's throat was slightly astringent, and his heart was filled with sadness.

"When He Wendao died, I felt the other party's power, very, very powerful. As long as he wanted, I would be dead." Her voice was as light as a willow catkin.

The other party's strength confirmed her concerns. Even though the dreams in the mortal world are beautiful, they are as fragile as glass. Fortunately, nothing has happened now, and nothing has to be done.

So, leave while the dream is just right and the love is deep. In that way, the dream will never be broken, and the love will not have to stand any test. When he looks back on the years, all the time is worth remembering.

“I can’t be so lucky every time.”

Zhuo Yu was silent. Even though he had already lived in Jiuzhou and was an emperor, he still could not protect her. When time flew back to his youth, he faced with himself who heard Zheng Yue say "I don't want to marry a son of a slut."

Ten years ago he was the crown prince, and ten years later he was the emperor.

Ten years ago, he faced the prominent Zheng clan, and ten years later, he faced powerful cultivation.

Time has changed a lot of things, but what cannot be changed is that no matter where a person takes, he will have time to be beyond his reach.

"I'm sorry." He spoke with difficulty, admitting his incompetence and weakness, "I am a useless person."

He thought that if he could return to the throne, he would be safe for the rest of his life. Who knew that if he overestimated himself, what about the emperor, he was still just a mortal. Since it was so useless, what qualifications should he have to keep her? How could he bear to keep her?

Yin Miaomiao looked at him in surprise: "No, you gave me something very important. There is a saying in the cultivation world called Taoist heart, which means that what you firmly believe in on the way to pursue the Tao, without Taoist heart, you cannot cultivate the Taoist road."

"Daoxin?"

"Yes, Daoxin. I have no memory, no Daoxin, but you let me find it back." Yin Miaomiao's eyes were slightly red, "You don't know how precious you gave me."

She rarely remembers the past life. The past is like a dream, but it is not a good dream. It can only be said that what Zhuo Yu gave her was the things she pursued for her life in the past. How could she not be attached, not sinking, or being confused?

She pretended to Meidie that coming here was a "trial", and her words came true. What she tried was not a bloody storm, nor a wind sword, but a gentle place and a dream of wealth.

In this real dream, she finally got what she longed for, so she became perfect and awake.

She broke through the confusion of the world and found the path she really wanted to go.

Zhuo Yu smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't really understand. I just know that you are leaving, right?"

"Yes." She wanted to hold the corner of her mouth and smile, but tears filled her eyes. "I'm sorry."

It's strange that at the moment when I got the answer, Zhuo Yu's confusion and uneasiness receded like a tide, leaving me confused: "It doesn't matter, I've known it a long time ago, but I just have delusions."

When she did not immediately agree to be the queen...or earlier, when she fell in love with her, he had a premonition, but he was just unwilling to think deeply. Now that the dust has settled, he can't let him lie to himself anymore.

Yin Miaomiao hugged him tightly, and tears fell on his shoulders.

"When?" he asked.

"If it's fast, three or four months, and if it's slow, it's only one or two years." Yin Miaomiao stretched out his hand, and a white halo lit up from her palm, "Use this thing."

"What's this?"

"A magic weapon." Yin Miaomiao held it tightly, "a magic weapon for traveling through time."

Before her death, Meidie tried to destroy this thing even though she died. She guessed that it might be a very important thing, and after she got it, she carefully studied it.

This luminous magic weapon is about the size of a thumb, with the tips on both ends of the drum in the middle, which looks like an olive, with a hard and transparent texture, like a gem, and is a masterless thing. After using her spiritual sense to test it ineffective, she tried to recognize her master with blood, but unexpectedly it was easy to succeed.

Its name is "Mensuo", which is a magic weapon that is refined by borrowing a wisp of power from the Realm Gate. In simple terms, it is a teleportation stone that is teleported at a fixed point.

After she recognized her master with blood, her usage method appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, which included content about the realm.

First of all, the boundary gate is completely random, and the spatial gaps in unpredictable time and place are mysterious. Because it is impossible to predict, there is actually no way to control it artificially.

However, the world of cultivation is an unscientific world after all. After the power of a monk reaches the Nascent Soul, he can understand some principles about space. If he captures the power of a certain world gate when it opens, he can refine an artificially controlled time travel magic weapon.

Because the power of a specific realm gate is borrowed, the time travel can only be the place where the two realm gates are connected when they are opened. After all, this is not a teleportation stone for the game. It requires a lot of power to use it and it is a consumable.

But even so, it is beautiful to be able to travel between the two worlds at will, right? No!

Unfortunately, the Monsoo is rare, and it is limited to the realm of cultivation and the realm of mortality. So far, there has been no magic weapon that can connect the two realm of cultivation (so, there may not be another realm). Nowadays, a few "monsoosoos" are controlled by large sects and are generally used for trials of disciples.

Alas, it’s the kind of trial that seals your cultivation and throws it into the mortal world to experience life.

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