Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 11 Hasn't Changed
Xiao Shu looks like a natural young gentleman, with black hair fluttering freely, lips as if painted with fat, skin whiter than frost and snow, and pupils that are cold but tender.

Rao Zichu wanted to ignore the monstrous man in front of him, but the women around him still talked about him and kept pointing.

So, the world is based on faces.

"Xiao Shu, let's part now." Zichu stood still, looking at Xiao Shu's figure in front of him, and said calmly.

Her injury is not a problem, it is time to go back, and what should be faced is still to be faced.

Xiao Shu's body was stiff for a moment, he slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again, his eyes reflected the vast sky, his handsome face seemed particularly helpless, "Do you really want to sit down?"

Is this girl in such a hurry to leave?
"Young Master Xiao, are you reluctant to part with me?" Zichu retorted, his clearly visible eyelashes flickering in the dark night.

Xiao Shu's sharp eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were deep and distant. "That's not true."

Zichu showed a relieved smile, and flew through the air like a gust of wind, so fast that people couldn't see his figure clearly.

Xiao Shu looked at her receding figure, although there was a slight smile on his brows and eyes, his fists were already clenched slightly, "Zi Chu, Zi Chu."

"My lord, Concubine Ling is waiting for you in the palace!" A figure flashed out from the dark night and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Well, let's go back." One black and one white figure blended into the darkness together, adding a sense of chill to this quiet night.

Standing on the auspicious cloud, Zichu watched the white figure gradually shrinking and could no longer be seen, with an indelible sadness in his eyes, "Xiao Shu, who are you?"

Realizing that her mind was actually set on a man she had only known for a day, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

As if to cover up her embarrassment, she speeded up and flew to a higher place. The higher the altitude, the stronger the wind, and her black hair was blown up.

Finally arrived at the Zijin Gate. Unlike in the past, the gate was closed today without a single gap. She simply sat on the cloud and waited silently for the gate to open.

After waiting for two hours, she was about to fall asleep, but the door still didn't open. Annoyance hit her heart in an instant. She pinched the formula with her fingers, and the blue light slashed towards the gate. The enchantment was so shaken that it flew straight to the ground.

The colorful mist was confusing, and there were cranes passing by from time to time, making clear and crisp calls, but no one was willing to save her. The spell seemed to be malfunctioning, but she fell even faster.

"Shenjun, do you really have the heart to let Zichu fall into a meatloaf!" She yelled in the direction of Zijinmen, except for a few crows flying past her and whining, there was nothing else.

The distance to the earth is getting closer and closer, but Jingshan Mountain seems to have never existed. Now it is flat, and there is no trace of the collapse, but it has only happened overnight. How could it become what it is now?
It seemed to be supported by something, limp, and her body was not falling. She thought that the god had shown mercy, but found that she was sitting on Bai He's body, her legs were still tightly clamping Bai He's neck.

Her face turned red and then turned pale. Seeing that Bai He was almost out of breath, she immediately let go of her legs, "Brother Bai He, thank you!" Hearing her words, Bai He's feathers trembled and their roots stood on end. When he got up, his wings fluttered even more.

Jing Yi stood among the clouds, waving the folding fan in his hand, with a smile on his face, Zichu, even though so many years have passed, your temperament has not changed at all.

(End of this chapter)