Antiquity

Chapter 32 The Queen
Jasper's skirt is as long as her ankles, and her beautiful figure under the light gauze is faintly visible. The woman sitting in the air on the spirit tree next to Juxian Pond has a seductive face. She lowers her head and bends her eyes to look at Jing Zhao, who is obviously at the end of her strength. Her smile is crisp and open: "Princess Jingzhao, I helped you hide His Highness Jingyang, let you come out of Juxian Pond, and told you how to save your Qingmu Shangjun, why are you so repulsive? "

Jing Zhao paused, glanced at her and said, "You are a demon king. If my father finds out, you will end up in nothingness. Why not leave early?"

"Are you afraid that I will tell Shangjun Qingmu that you saved his life?" His feet dangling in the air swung and kicked on the branches and leaves, and the fairy dew on the spirit tree fell to the ground, Qingli' Tsk tut twice, and said with a charming smile: "Unexpectedly, Princess Jing Zhao of Tiangong is a seed of infatuation, but, you rescued me with the dragon pill of my life, but my sweetheart didn't know it at all, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Jing Zhao's pale face was filled with disdain, he glanced at her, and said lightly: "Qing Li, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, Qing Mu is comparable to someone like Sen Yu, do you think he will do it for me? Just stay in the Heavenly Palace with just one Dragon Pill? The Three Realms knew what your methods were back then, so why do you want to be a good person here now!"

Hearing this, the woman in the blue shirt who was smiling at the corner of her mouth paused, a stern look flashed across her eyebrows, she squinted her eyes, and her voice was full of sarcasm: "Princess Jing Zhao, why do you pretend to be noble? Rescue each other, isn't it just that I hope that Qingmu can be grateful for this and stay by your side, not to mention that even if you don't say it, the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven will know sooner or later, don't think that you can hide your thoughts from others, you keep saying that you don't want to let him As you know, what is the difference between me and me, to put it in a dignified way!"

Maybe he was born to be the proud son of heaven, who enjoys the reverence of all the immortals. Jing Zhao has never heard such harsh and disdainful words, but every sentence points directly to the heart, and the darkness hidden in his heart is impossible to hide. Jing Zhao immediately lowered her head, she didn't even pay attention to the coldness in Qing Li's words, the corners of her withered lips were clenched tightly, and her messy hair fell down quietly, silent and embarrassed.

Qing Li, who was sitting pretty on the spirit tree, looked at her coldly, and only after a while did she hear Jing Zhao's voice.

"You're right, but I'm willing to gamble with my life at least once. Qingli, you are more pitiful than me. You have spent ten thousand years weaving lies. Once you wake up from your dream, will you regret it?" Jing Zhao looked up, set He looked at Qing Li sitting on the tree with a serious and determined expression.

The sarcasm in Qingli's eyes slowly melted away, she squinted, and there was a trace of fluctuation in the depths of her eyes, and suddenly she smiled with her lips curled up: "Of course not, at least he has been with me for thousands of years, what I can't get No one can get it. Princess Jing Zhao, since you are willing to bet, let me see, will Qing Mu stay in the heaven for the favor of his life, or will he return to the side of the little god in Qingchi Palace?"

After saying this, Qing Li glanced in the direction of Tiangong, and suddenly disappeared beside Juxian Pond, without a trace, only a strange fragrance was left on the spirit tree she sat on just now.

Hearing the person Qing Li said last, Jing Zhao blinked, tightened his hands slightly, showed a little unwillingness, and closed his eyes silently.

Thousands of years ago, in the depths of the North Sea, the Immortal Lord in Xuanyi looked at each other with a single glance, and since then there will be no redemption, Qing Mu, if I am willing to gamble everything once, will you stay for me?
A moment later, Jing Jian appeared beside Juxian Pond. He looked at Jing Zhao who was leaning weakly by the rockery with a complex expression, and sighed, "Sanmei, why are you doing this? You clearly know..."

"Second brother, needless to say, how will Father punish me?" Jing Zhao interrupted Jing Jian, opened his eyes, and there was a flash of determination in it.How important the Golden Dragon Neidan is to her is how disappointed her father must be...

"Father said... let you go to the Immortal Lock Pagoda." Jing Jian hesitated for a moment, and said the emperor's decree, but seeing the coldness on Jing Zhao's face, he hurriedly said: "Sanmei, don't worry, Father He loves you the most, he is just angry for a while, when he calms down, he will be fine."

Jing Zhao's complexion was pale, and he didn't say anything, but a faint gloomy flashed across his eyes.

"Jing Zhao, how did you know that Qing Mu was hit by the breath of the three fire dragons, and how did you get out of Juxian Pond?" Jing Jian paused, but still asked the question in his heart.

"Second brother, you don't need to ask. Eldest brother is in Juxian Pond, you wake him up, I'll go to Suoxian Pagoda now." Jing Zhao shook his head, stood up, his figure was frail, and a look of stubbornness flashed across his eyes.

Jing Jian saw it anxiously, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help, but was brushed away by the multicolored light that suddenly appeared on Jing Zhao's body. The light was full of spiritual power and hidden coercion, covering Jing Zhao in it, and it took only a moment for her to look pale. The complexion returned to a little rosy.

Jing Jian's brows lightened slightly, knowing the reason, he took a few steps back calmly, straightened his body, and there was a look of respect in his eyes.

"Jing Zhao, why don't you change your temper, you're already like this, and you still want to be brave?"

The multicolored light slowly disappeared from Jing Zhao's body, and a cold voice sounded in the void, with a touch of anger and pity.

"I've seen my mother."

Tianhou has practiced in seclusion for thousands of years, and her birthday banquet will be held in a few months. Normally, Jing Jian rarely has the opportunity to see her, but he doesn't want her to be alarmed by this incident and break through the test early.

Jing Zhao raised his head and looked at the phantom in the sky. The grievance in his eyes finally burst, and his red eyes overflowed with mist: "Mother, Jing Zhao dare not."

With a coquettish call, the anger around the people in the void was reduced a lot, and the voice of the queen came slowly: "Your father and I have spent tens of thousands of years teaching you, but now you are doing it for a mere mere gentleman. Feeling so embarrassed, the queen mother asked you, do you really want him?"

"Mother's queen..." Jing Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and his face turned red, revealing a little girl's coquettishness and bewilderment, and he said nervously, "You know?"

"The dragon pill in your body is in the body of the fairy king. I know it with my spiritual sense. How can I hide it from me? However, his spiritual power is so deep that it is rare among the fairy kings. Such a person..." Tianhou's voice paused before she said: "But even so, I still want to get back the dragon pill in his body, Jing Zhao, he is just a mortal, how can you use the dragon pill to save him?"

It has been thousands of years since the queen mother has never asked about the affairs of the fairy world. Even the last time the three of them were injured, she just sent them a message to let them enter the Juxian Pond. She didn't know that Qingmu was normal. Jing Zhao hastily interrupted him.

"Not the queen mother, if he doesn't have the dragon pill, he will have no life..." Jing Zhao knelt down on the ground, his eyes were full of panic. It will be difficult to gain a foothold in the Three Realms in the future.

"Jing Zhao! You lost the Dragon Pill, and your cultivation will suffer greatly in the future. Do you know how serious the consequences are?" Seeing Jing Zhao's stubbornness, the voice in the void suddenly became severe, even full of disappointment.

"Mother, Jing Zhao has no regrets, and hopes that mother will be fulfilled." Jing Zhao suddenly raised his head, his lips curled into a fragile arc, but his expression was extremely stubborn and persistent.

The floating shadow in the air fell silent, and said after a while: "Forget it, did he ever ask your father for marriage?"

As soon as these words came out, Jing Jian frowned slightly, and secretly said 'no'. Thinking about it after his mother, Jing Zhao was willing to save each other with the Dragon Pill, and the two naturally fell in love with each other. If she knew...

"What?" Jing Zhao looked up in astonishment, her face turned pale when she understood Tianhou's meaning, she bit her lips tightly: "Mother, he didn't know that it was his daughter who saved him..."

"What did you say? Tell me clearly, what is going on?"

"Mother, he has another person he likes... If he knew that his daughter was saved by the dragon pill, he would definitely not agree."

"Oh? Who is that woman?"

The expected angry shout did not come, but Tian Hou's voice suddenly cooled down, Jing Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he sighed.Perhaps in the eyes of the empress mother, no one in the Three Realms can match Jing Zhao. Has she already forgotten... the Houchi in Qingchi Palace that was left outside the Three Realms?

"It's... Houchi." It seemed extremely difficult, Jing Zhao exhaled slowly, and finally said these two words.

Suddenly, the Juxian Pond fell into silence, and the air condensed instantly. After a while, the two of them heard Tianhou's somewhat unpredictable voice.

"Really?" The voice stopped and suddenly became weaker: "Jing Zhao, you go back to the palace to recuperate, and I will take care of your father's side. Jing Jian, let her come to see me tomorrow."

Although Tianhou didn't explain it, everyone knew who the "she" in these words was referring to.

After leaving these words, the light shadows in the void slowly disappeared, and Jing Jian standing by the Juxian Pond's face became ugly. He turned around and helped Jing Zhao up from the ground, with a complicated expression: "Sanmei, you ..."

"Second brother, I will not take back the dragon pill in Qingmu's body."

"But you know very well that if the queen mother intervenes, he will know the truth sooner or later!"

"I want to take a gamble." Jing Zhao lowered his eyes and inserted his fingertips into his palm: "I'm not willing to lose to her like this."

Jing Jian frowned slightly, sighed softly, and looked up into the depths of Tiangong with an inexplicable expression.

The early morning in Tiangong was as peaceful and peaceful as ever. Sitting in the purple bamboo courtyard in Houchi, he listened to the fairy boy named "Pingyao" with a smile on the world's interesting stories, and threw him a few pine nuts from time to time as a reward, and two bull heads People who were not right with their mouths also gave birth to a somewhat harmonious atmosphere.

When Jing Jian walked into Zisong Courtyard, what he saw was exactly such a scene. Houchi smiled, and the whole courtyard became soft and peaceful because of her presence. The distance becomes as difficult to cross as a ravine.

"Jing Jian?" Jing Jian's footsteps entering the courtyard were not light, Hou Chi patted Pingyao's shoulder, motioning for him to back down, turned his head, the coldness between his brows faded a lot, and said, "You are here to see him off. ?”

Jing Jian hesitated for a moment, clenched his hands behind his back slightly, and after a while, under Houchi's increasingly weird expression, he said slowly: "Houchi, the empress wants to see you."

This time, he didn't call Houchi Shangshen, but called him by his first name.

With a single word, the peaceful atmosphere just now suddenly cooled down. Houchi lowered her eyes, rested her chin with one hand, and tapped the fingertips in a semicircle on the stone table beside her, making a crisp sound of criticism. With a distant look on her face, she said indifferently: "The Queen of Heaven...want to see me? No need, the Queen of Heaven is the Lord of the Three Realms, and her status is honorable. How can I just meet him casually?"

Even though he said so, Houchi's expression didn't show the slightest trace of sincerity, Jingjian sighed faintly, and smiled wryly: "Even if you don't like it, you should at least pretend..."

Hou Chi squinted his eyes, his eyes suddenly became dark, and there was a bit of coldness in his expression: "Second Highness, in this world, I only recognize my Father God, and the others have nothing to do with me."

"Houchi..." Jing Jian was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, "After all, the queen mother is you..."

"It's a joke, she wasn't there when I was still in the dragon shell and I didn't know my life or death... She wasn't there when I was young and weak and hard to form... She wasn't there when my spiritual veins were severed and I was ridiculed by the three worlds. At that time, she sat high on the clouds, I am admired by all living beings and worshiped by all spirits, do you remember me? Such a person, let alone my mother of Houchi?" Houchi's eyebrows straightened, his eyes were burning, and he spoke every word, casually but with utmost seriousness.

This voice is too cold, if someone else said it, Jing Jian would think it was a word of grief and indignation, but when Hou Chi said it calmly, he could not feel the slightest anger, as if she was just stating a paragraph very seriously Facts are average.

It wasn't until this time that Jing Jian really felt that the queen mother whom the four brothers and sisters were proud of, the god who was admired by the three worlds, in Houchi's eyes might... really be dismissive.

Perhaps, as much as Houchi cared about Gujun Shangshen, he hated his mother...

The purple shadow in the courtyard seemed to be suddenly tainted with a sense of staunchness, Jing Jian's breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't say a word of excuse.

After a while, a flash of relief finally flashed across his eyes, and he said, "Houchi, you and Qingmu should leave, go now, go back to Qingchi Palace, or lookout mountain."

The whole incident was caused by him, and he should have taken the responsibility. He would try his best to make up for Jing Zhao’s lost Longdan, but if Qingmu and Houchi stayed in Tiangong...

Hou Chi looked suspiciously at Jing Jian, who suddenly became serious, and heard his intentions, frowned and said, "Jing Jian, what happened? Can you hide something from me?"

Hou Chi's eyes were too penetrating, Jing Jian's heart sank, his expression became more natural, and he said, "No, but if you don't want to see your mother, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

Just after Jing Jian finished speaking, before Houchi responded, Zisongyuan was suddenly enveloped by a burst of colorful light.

"Houchi, don't enter through the door, your father God has taught you like this for ten thousand years..."

The indifferent voice resounded over Zisongyuan, ethereal, with a hint of indifferent coercion and indifference, Houchi narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly laughed.

(End of this chapter)