Wen Zhaozhao saw many things from the past in her dream, and the last scene stopped at the back of a man, and she heard him shouting heartbreakingly: "Wen Zhaozhao!"
Wen Zhaozhao was frightened and woke up. She touched her face. There was no blood anymore, only wet tears were left. She remembered that she broke her head and fainted from fright. It seemed that her father had also come. Wen Zhaozhao wiped it. He climbed up from the floor and yelled at the top of his lungs: "Mimi!"
"Miss, you finally woke up, but you scared Mi Mi to death." Without the divine pressure, Mi Mi's face became rosy again, and she returned to her usual chirping temperament. She walked around Wen Zhaozhao asking questions, but as long as Wen Zhaozhao As soon as Jing Yuan was mentioned, Mimi stopped talking and scratched her head in fear.
Wen Zhaozhao had never seen her like this before, so he teased her playfully: "Are you afraid of His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Of course." Mimi nodded matter-of-factly, and asked her cautiously: "Aren't you afraid, Miss?"
Wen Zhaozhao just wanted to pat her chest and tell her she wasn't afraid, but then she thought of the knife. She looked down worriedly. It hurt.
How could she not be afraid? She had seen with her own eyes that Jing Yuan used thunderous means to cleanse the world with blood after he came to the throne. At that time, the blood was like a river that almost circled the whole circle of Yingzhou Island. There was bitter cold and curses everywhere, and her father ate it. Son, all the vegetation has withered.
Wen Zhaozhao frowned and slightly opened his lips: "Afraid."
This was the first time I heard her say that she was afraid. Mi Mi was a little surprised. Yingzhou is at the junction of the heaven and the human world. If nothing big happened, the heaven would almost forget this fairy island. On the island, Wen Yuan Dao followed his lead, so Wen Zhao Zhao and Xue Ming has lived a good life these years. It can be said that it is so good that they forget that there is more than just Yingzhou in the world.
"It's good that Miss knows how powerful he is. As long as we don't provoke this little prince, I think he won't do anything to us for the sake of the island owner." Mimi comforted her since she saw that she couldn't cheer up. .
Wen Zhaozhao suddenly heard someone mention Wen Yuandao, yes, she is dead, but where is her father? Where is her father? She put on her shoes, ignored Mimi's shouts, wrapped herself in her cloak and ran out.
Naturally, I didn't hear Mimi's words, "The island owner is discussing matters with His Royal Highness, the young lady will go back later."
She hurriedly walked through the carved corridors and flowing water paths, and finally arrived in front of the main hall. She pushed the door open and called out crisply: "Dad——"
Jing Yuan rubbed his fingers and met her eyes. There were still some tears in her eyes. They were so shiny that they reminded people of round pearls. The tip of the pen was also red. Before her bun was tied up, she was getting angry. Come here, like a bunny.
Wen Zhaozhao didn't expect Jing Yuan to be there, and she complained in her heart that she must have opened it the wrong way.
She slammed the door shut and opened it again. Jing Yuan was still staring at her with a half-smiling look. She slapped the back of her head and squeezed out a smile: "Good morning, Prince. The weather is nice today."
No one spoke in the hall, even a pin dropping could be heard. After all, the island owner could not help but take over the words: "Your Highness, this is my little girl."
"I know, her name is Wen Erya." Jing Yuan took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened.
Wen Zhaozhao's eyebrows skipped a beat, and she sensed something was wrong. She quickly exited the house and ran towards the big locust tree in the yard. She looked down and saw that Wen Yuandao had taken out the ruler under the table and was holding his arms menacingly.
"Nie Zi, get down here and tell me again, what is your name?" Wen Yuandao's eyes widened and his voice trembled with anger.
Wen Zhaozhao hugged the tree trunk. She was not good at learning. Over the years, Wen Yuandao felt sorry for her because she lost her mother when she was young. Her mother never really asked her for anything, so her cultivation was not high. It can be seen that Wen Zhaozhao was born with a stubborn temper and often caused trouble for Wen Yuandao. Whenever he was angry, she would climb up the tree. She knew that Wen Yuandao would not come up to catch her because her mother planted the tree.
Wen Zhaozhao stepped on the branch tremblingly: "Dad, if you put the ruler away, I will go down. Can't you save some face for me in front of His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Wen Zhaozhao felt that Jing Yuan definitely did it on purpose. He just remembered that he and Xue Ming were teasing him, so he mentioned the name "Erya" in front of his father.
"You still dare to talk about face with me? Don't you know how to save some face for your father when you hang out with Xue Ming all day long? Miss Ji has complained to me, so what are you doing squatting at their window to watch them lay eggs?" Mentioning this, Wen Yuandao became even more angry. One daughter, Jia Jia, and Xue Ming spent all day on the island acting haphazardly, like a skinny monkey.
Wen Zhaozhao's pretty face turned red, and he spun around and jumped down from the tree.
Wen Yuandao couldn't really hit her, he just pretended to scare her. After the two of them had finished talking, Jing Yuan drank the tea in the cup and came out.
"To make the prince laugh, my daughter Zhaozhao is a bit naughty." Wen Yuandao smiled exactly like Wen Zhaozhao.
Wen Zhaozhao's mouth twitched. When it came to flattery, who could be better than her father.
"It doesn't matter, your love is young and has a lively temper." Jing Yuan smiled kindly. When Wen Yuandao saw him, he blew his beard and glared at Wen Zhaozhao, looking at him, and then at his daughter.
Wen Zhaozhao applauded Jing Yuan in his heart. He was worthy of being a tyrant, and his face changed faster than others.
"I hope that Island Master Wen will consider the matter that I discussed with Master Wen today carefully and leave first." Jing Yuan cupped his hands. He was no longer wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Wen Zhaozhao knew that this man had severe mysophobia. , not to mention the muddy clothes, even the handkerchief that has been touched must be burned clean.
"Yes, yes, I must think carefully about it." Wen Yuandao wiped the sweat from his nose, but Jing Yuan did not answer. Wen Yuandao followed his gaze and saw Wen Zhaozhao lowering his head. Left and right hand punches.
Wen Yuandao became even more angry. He touched the ruler at hand and hit Wen Zhaozhao on the back: "Zhaozhao, His Highness the Crown Prince is leaving, aren't you going to see him off?"
Wen Zhaozhao was suddenly beaten. She was wearing thick clothes, so it didn't hurt. But she was so frightened that she hiccupped. She said vaguely: "Dad, why did you hit me? Your Highness the Crown Prince is so wise and powerful, how could you do this?" You need me to send you. Besides, I’m so beautiful. What if I see the prince and I walking together outside and rumors spread? My reputation doesn’t matter. The prince has just arrived on the island. How will the prince and I live in the future? ah."
Speaking of the latter part, Wen Zhaozhao even pretended to cry twice, as if she was completely satisfied with her plans for Jing Yuan. Her heart was turned upside down, why did the prince come to see her father? After Jing Yuan leaves, he needs to be questioned carefully.
Wen Yuandao stared at Wen Zhaozhao in surprise, obviously not expecting that Wen Zhaozhao was so thick-skinned that he could say such things in front of Jing Yuan. He held his forehead and leaned on his elbows haggardly: "Come on, my Head hurts."
"Then there's Miss Lao Wen." Jing Yuan said with a smile without giving Wen Zhaozhao another chance to refuse. Wen Zhaozhao had to admit that he was quite handsome when he was pretending to be someone.
Wen Zhaozhao reluctantly followed Jing Yuan's footsteps. In her previous life, Jing Yuan only stayed in Yingzhou for a month and then went to other fairy islands. They could have no longer had anything to do with each other, but she didn't know how high the world was and followed Jing Yuan. carriage.
Wen Zhaozhao looked at his feet with some sadness, wondering if he should be beaten or what to do to provoke this evil god.
"Ms. Wen is quite quiet today." Yin He waited at the entrance of the villa and raised her eyebrows when she saw Wen Zhaozhao and Jing Yuan coming out together. Wen Zhaozhao lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. She was in her prime, and she laughed non-stop on weekdays. Even with a serious face, she is cute and approachable. If you don't know her, you would think you are seeing a New Year doll.
Fortunately, Yin He had seen her ability to torment people yesterday. After she fainted, all her blood stuck to Jing Yuan, who was rolling in a ball with them. When he returned, he burned the clothes with a dark face.
"Lord Yin." Wen Zhaozhao glared at him, quickly rushed to Jing Yuan's side, and said with a flattering smile: "Your Highness, what do you think? The scenery of our Yingzhou Fairy Island is pretty good, right?"
Jing Yuan was a little surprised to see that she had been hiding behind him all the way, but now she had the courage to talk to him, so he squeezed out a "hmm" from his throat as a reply to her.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not forget the villain's fault and forgive the villain's offense yesterday. In return, His Highness the Crown Prince will be accompanied by this villain when he travels to the island these days." Wen Zhaozhao figured it out. Jing Yuanzuo will only live for a month. , as long as she coaxes him well in this month and finally sends him away, it will be over. This time she will never pursue him out of anger.
Yin He looked at Wen Zhaozhao's attentive face and smiled a little. He held his sword and tapped Wen Zhaozhao's head with the sword spike: "When did Brother Yuan say I forgive you?"
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, has a lot of people. How can he be as knowledgeable as me?" Wen Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Jing Yuan's expression. He had stopped smiling and looked like he was thousands of miles away.
Wen Zhaozhao took two steps back and stared at him without blinking. Jing Yuan made a secret with his left hand and released a sword light towards her.
Wen Zhaozhao wanted to run away, but was pinned to the ground and unable to move. The sword energy got closer and closer to her, until it grazed the side of her ear, cut off a section of her hair, and went behind her.
"ah!"
Wen Zhaozhao turned his head stiffly and saw a mass of black energy being dispersed by the sword energy, roaring heartbreakingly. It was burned by the sword energy and finally turned into a small white rabbit and fell to the ground.
Yin He caught the rabbit by the ears. The rabbit's eyes were not red, but turbid and black. Yin He shook his head, flexed his fingers and said, "It's the fifth one."
"I'm sorry, Miss Wen." Jing Yuan stopped the technique, and the pressure that had made Wen Zhaozhao unable to move just now dissipated. Her legs softened and she fell down.
"After leaving the villa, this thing followed Miss Wen. I couldn't alert the snake, so I had to let him follow. I had no choice but to take action when I saw him making some moves just now. Don't be surprised, Miss Wen." Jing Yuan looked down at her, not even bothering to explain. Saying one more word, he knelt down and got very close to Wen Zhaozhao: "What did Miss Wen just say?"
For a moment, Wen Zhaozhao felt short of breath. She turned her head to avoid Jing Yuan's piercing gaze, and decided not to mention this again: "No...it's nothing."
"Brother Yuan, didn't you hear? Miss Wen kindly knows that we have no friends on the island and wants to be our guide." Yin He reminded kindly.
"Then thank you Miss Wen for your kindness. It is really inconvenient to do things without someone to lead you. Even if Miss Wen doesn't say anything, I will go to the island owner Wen to discuss the matter." Jing Yuan stood up, with his back to the light, Wen Zhaozhao couldn't see her face clearly, but just the last sentence made the hairs on her body stand up.
Mr. Qingtian, she shouldn't have said that.
Wen Zhaozhao only sent them to the market and then stopped seeing each other off. She yawned, and her eyes lit up when she looked at the stalls in the distance. They were already here, so she just had a bowl of iced tofu before leaving. She took a step and sat on it. He got on the stool and said: "Boss, the old rules are, five bowls of iced tofu, and another bowl of mutton soup."
"Okay, Miss Wen hasn't been here for a long time." The boss skillfully skimmed off the foam in the pot, and as the heat surged up, he took out an oily salted duck egg from the pot, mixed it with the white cake, and gave it to Wen Zhaozhao brought it up.
"It's delicious!" Wen Zhaozhao raised his thumbs and swung his legs on the stool.
Jing Yuan and the two were watching from the second floor of the restaurant not far away. Yin He couldn't help laughing and said: "Miss Wen is really talented. She was obviously unwilling to take us with her, so she turned around and ate it."
"But Brother Yuan, why should we let her take us? Isn't this more troublesome?" Yin He said that at that time because he understood Jing Yuan's instructions. He looked at the bowls of things on Wen Zhaozhao's table. As the bowl went down, Shenjun, who had lived without food for hundreds of years, felt his stomach was empty and swallowed his saliva.
The stalls in these markets mostly supply immortals who care about their appetites and little monsters who are cultivating. Obviously Wen Zhaozhao is the former.
Jing Yuan did not answer him. He played with the folding fan in his hand. This Miss Wen was really interesting.
Wen Zhaozhao sneezed while eating and rubbed her nose. She always felt that her forehead was wet. When she looked up, she saw that the weather was about to change. She patted a handful of spiritual stones grandly and hurriedly used her sleeves to He left with his head covered.
The tea in Jing Yuan's cup was now cold, and Yin He was still wondering if this thing was so delicious. Jing Yuan stood up, picked up the umbrella piled in the corner, and said, "Let's go."
