When Pei came to pick up Yu Zongzi, she was standing face to face with Rong Shang.

The atmosphere between them was very strange, one had an innocent face, the other had a face as dark as coal, and both of them were silent.

Somehow, Yu Zongtong's eyes burst out with intense scrutiny, as if he was facing a death row criminal who had committed a heinous crime.

Pei Qian stepped forward cautiously and handed the hot Tang Pozi to her respectfully: "The sedan chair is ready. Welcome the Immortal Lord back to the mountain."

Yu Zhengzong glanced at him: "Are you coming to greet me or him?"

Pei Qian was startled, and his dull eyes moved behind her.

They are all his masters, who should he welcome or not?

If everything was fine yesterday, why would the two of them become enemies today?

Could it be...

Pei Qian's eyes moved downward and slowly fell on Rong Shang's waist.

Could it be that the king's waist is failing?

Yes, the king has not used it for seven years. Even a precious sword will get rusty if it is kept for seven years.

It’s no wonder that the Immortal Lord was angry. They hadn’t seen each other for seven years. It was supposed to be a time of deep affection, but at the critical moment, he found that the king was unwilling to do anything... Who can put this matter on him? Who can bear it?

Pei Qian was afraid that if he stared for too long and made Rong Shang unhappy, he quickly looked away, lowered his head and replied, "Of course I want to welcome the Immortal Lord back to the mountain."

Yu Zhengtong snorted lightly and leaned over to sit on the sedan chair without looking back.

Pei Qian was about to ask someone to get up the sedan, but he heard her slightly tired voice coming from the sedan carriage: "Ask Gang Lin to come up with you."

He didn't seem to realize who 'Gang Lin' was for a moment. After being stunned for a moment, he turned to look at Rong Shang.

Seeing his face nodding, he respectfully replied: "Yes."

Yu Zhengsheng spent a lot of money to build the sedan chair. Because she was afraid of heights, the sedan chair looked like a carriage carriage. The space inside was spacious and comfortable, just enough for her to lie down and take a nap.

The people carrying the sedan chariot are the puppet boys left behind by Rong Shang. They can fly in the sky. The four of them carry the sedan chariot steadily and quickly. They have already become Yu Zhengzong's royal sedan bearers.

It's been snowing heavily for several days. Maybe it's because Rongshang's soul is cold, so she feels extremely cold when winter comes.

Pei Qian, a lump of wood, would never take the initiative to do anything she didn't ask him to do.

I don’t know how I got the idea today, but the sedan chair was covered with soft fox skins, and hot soup dumplings were placed around the corners of the sedan chair.

As soon as she came in, she felt that her cold hands and feet had relaxed a lot.

There was a pale and thin palm that opened the black curtain of the sedan chair. His slender fingers were slightly bent and pressed against the corners of the sedan chair. It looked so pleasing to the eye.

The cold wind whirled into the sedan chair. She couldn't help turning her head and sneezed, sniffing gently: "Take off your shoes."

Rong Shang didn't say anything, he just followed her instructions.

He leaned down and sat barefoot in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was wide, so he kept a distance from her and sat closest to the door of the sedan chair.

Yu Zhengtong glanced at him and leaned towards him calmly.

Whenever a person moves, the bell keeps ringing.

Without even raising his eyes, he could only hear the bells ringing in her hair and knew that she was approaching him.

When she pressed against him, he sighed softly: "Immortal Lord, male and female..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned.

I saw her holding her nose, like a wolf dog out foraging, sniffing around him vigorously.

Rong Shang's eyes were puzzled: "What is the Immortal Lord doing?"

When Yu Zhengzong was called by him, he slowly raised his head: "Oh, it's okay."

"Just smelling if your feet smell."

Rong Shang: "..."

His breathing stopped for a moment, and his eyes looked helpless: "Is there any?"

Yu Zhengzong shook his head: "No."

After saying that, she lay down naturally, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed half of her body on his legs.

Rong Shang couldn't help but laugh.

It turns out that was her purpose.

His arms were hanging in the air, wanting to fall down, but he was afraid that she would notice something unusual.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally retracted his palm: "Immortal Lord..."

Yu Zhengzong responded vaguely: "I'm tired. If you have anything to do, wait until I wake up."

This is not a lie.

She didn't sleep all night last night, so she was naturally tired.

She always felt that if he had not lost his memory, he would definitely break into her house through the window in the middle of the night, and maybe, like in the novel, he would sleep with her for two hours and leave before she woke up.

So she stayed there all night, trying to catch a turtle in an urn for him.

Who knows, she waited until dawn, but in the end she didn't even wait for a turtle hair.

When she climbed through the window and entered his room with dark circles under her eyes, she found that he was still half-naked and lying on the couch, sleeping like a pig.

She originally wanted to use the dream-entering technique to test, but perhaps because Lu Renjia extended his life, she could not enter the dream of a person who had returned from the dead.

After struggling all night, she was already exhausted.

Speaking of which, it was rare for Pei Qian to be considerate. Sleeping on soft fox fur was much more comfortable than sleeping directly.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and after a while, she slowly closed her eyes and let out an inaudible snore.

Rongshang lowered his eyes to look at her, his slightly cool fingertips fell on her cheek, and he gently rubbed it twice.

very nice.

I can stay by her side again.

Looking at her pale little face, he grabbed her little hands, and a warm light slowly flowed out of his palms. The warm light blended in from her fingertips and soon spread throughout her body.

Her slightly frowned brows finally relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Rong Shang placed his palm on her lower abdomen and continued to warm her body.

She is coming to Kuishui soon, and she doesn't remember anything. But when she holds a grudge, she has to remember everything as big as a sesame seed clearly.

He sighed softly, moved his thin fingertips slightly, tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips gently.

When Yu Zhengzong woke up, the sedan chair had already stopped on Guixu Mountain.

When she heard Pei Qian's voice coming from outside the sedan carriage, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and climbed up on her legs calmly.

Somehow, after sleeping for an hour, when I woke up, my fatigue was completely gone, and the pain in my lower back also disappeared.

She bent down and jumped out of the sedan chair, and just when she was about to stretch her muscles, Pei Qian brought a soup bowl into her hand: "The Immortal Lord must not have had breakfast yet. His subordinates ordered people to prepare brown sugar eggs."

Water helps the Immortal Lord dispel the cold and warm his body."

Yu Zhanzong held the edge of the warm bowl and was stunned for a moment: "Pei Qian, was your head caught in the door today?"

Pei Qian: "..."

He was choked by her, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "My subordinate's head was not caught by the door, so the Immortal Lord should drink it while it's hot and let it cool down."

It will hurt your stomach."

Yu Zhengzong clicked his tongue. Pei Qian had been with her for seven years, and he could take care of all the big things in an orderly manner. Even in terms of taking care of her food, clothing, and daily life, he had never done anything personal.

A few years ago, the bath water Pei Qian put in her bath was cold, and her bed was covered with thousand-year-old ice stones. When she had menstrual cramps, what he served was always herbal tea made from cold brew...

When she asked him if he could grow some brains, he was aggrieved and said that when he served the Ghost King, he always took care of her like this.

Even after she scolded him, Pei Qian always served her something cold. This was the first time that Pei Qian took the initiative to bring her hot tea.

Yu Zhanzong bit into the egg wrapped in brown sugar water and praised vaguely: "Pei Qian, you are finally a human being."

Pei Qian smiled twice and looked unnaturally at Rong Shang in the sedan chair.

He has served the king for tens of thousands of years, and those habits are not easy to change. If it weren't for the king's instructions, he would probably be serving food like ice porridge again.

"Immortal Lord, the apprenticeship examination is ready, just waiting for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Zhengzong's ears turned on the automatic blocking function.

She turned her head, lifted the black curtain, and looked at Rongshang in the sedan: "Why don't you get off?"

Rong Shang was leaning on the sedan chair, with his slender arms supporting the side of his face, and said in a faint voice: "My legs are numb."

Hearing this, Yu Zhengzong couldn't help but blush.

Is she that heavy?

She has been fasting for a long time. She doesn't eat or poop, so she shouldn't be very heavy, right?
To be continued...