Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

The two of them followed him two meters away, watching Zhong Lianfeng step into the house smoothly, avoiding all obstacles accurately, walking straight to the bed, lifting the quilt with one hand, turning over on the bed, and lying still Forgetting to pull the quilt back over him, he clasped his hands in front of his chest.

The whole person was peaceful and a little domineering, but also a little bit weird.

Looking at his series of flowing movements, Jiang Fuyuan and Chi Xinsu fell into silence.

After a while, Chi Xinsu asked, "Does General Zhong have the habit of sleepwalking?"

After saying this, he immediately felt regretful and wanted to give himself eight hundred words.

What kind of bullshit question is he asking?
Regardless of whether Jiang Fuyuan answered yes or no, it didn't mean that they had a habit of sleeping with each other's necks crossed before they knew each other.

Then what are you?
A jumping clown?Or is he a villain who wants to occupy the magpie's nest even though he knows they are already physically related?

Seeing her red lips slightly open, Chi Xinsu's breath froze and he said repeatedly: "Don't tell me, I don't want to know!"

Jiang Fuyuan:......

What she originally wanted to say was that Zhong Liefeng's behavior was very similar to the narcolepsy that had appeared in Jingzhou recently, and she wanted Chi Xinsu to help find if there was any strange fog nearby.

Seeing that he had his eyes closed and turned away unwilling to listen, she raised her eyebrows and nodded nonchalantly: "Then I'll let Steamed Bun and Xiaopang do it."

After all, they are their own ghosts and mythical beasts, so they evoke them without any psychological burden.

But before that, she had to make sure that Zhong Liefeng was indeed not an ordinary sleepwalker.

Chi Xinsu hadn't realized what she meant by "let the steamed buns and the little fat ones come". When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Fuyuan walking to the bed, rolling up his sleeves and hitting Zhong Lianfeng's face with two big-eared scrapers. superior.

Chi Xinsu:?

Jiang Fuyuan's behavior made him look stupid. What shocked him even more was that after two big ear scrapes, the person on the bed suddenly reached out and held Jiang Fuyuan's wrist.

After Zhong Lianfeng whispered "Little Phoenix", Jiang Fuyuan's body softened and she fell on top of him.

From Chi Xinsu's perspective, the two of them looked like two mandarin ducks, sleeping quietly with their necks crossed.

"...Cizhan?"

He frowned and stepped forward, trying to get Jiang Fuyuan to stand up, but as soon as his hand touched her shoulder, he felt dizzy, and the next moment darkness enveloped Chi Xinsu's body.

There was silence in the room. Three figures on the bed, one horizontal and two vertical, formed a strange cursive character. A jade pendant suddenly turned into a cloud of mist and floated towards the sky from the window.

Outside the Xinwang Mansion.

Bai Muxing looked up at the sky, with a sweet smile on his lips.

Su Menglong turned his head to look at her and asked curiously: "What makes Xing'er so happy?"

Bai Muxing shook his head and said with a smile: "I just feel that the weather today is really nice and makes me feel comfortable."

"Really?" Su Menglong looked up at the foggy sky, then turned to look at the quiet and considerate beauty, nodded, "Then I'll call the coachman, let's go back early."

Fortunately, Bai Muxing helped him say a few nice words in front of King Duan, so that his congratulatory trip today was not too embarrassing.Now, as long as he can leave Prince Xin's Mansion early and not meet the evil god Chi Xinsu, he will be in a good mood.

He took a breath as if he had relieved himself, straightened his body again, put on the air of a son of a noble family, and called his coachman.

Seeing him turn around and walk away, Bai Muxing took out a thin paper figurine from his sleeve and said softly: "Go, tell him that the matter has been done, and let him go and do what he needs to do."

Then a gust of northwest wind blew, and the little paper man swung upwards at an extremely fast speed and flew straight towards the Taoist Palace.
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It was rare for Chi Dongchuan to linger. It was getting dark outside, but he had no intention of getting up and going back to the house. He only looked at this, touched that, and even teased the little white-headed man in the end.

The bird's vitality was so tenacious that the royal doctor came to pick up the bones, but within one afternoon it was already kicking its little paws on the soft cushions and chirping.Chi Dongchuan took a small silver spoon and put some millet in front of it. He slurped it in his mouth to attract the birds to eat it. After teasing it hard for a while, the little white-headed bird pecked the millet gently.

He said to himself: "So arrogant, everything follows the master's shape."

He is somewhat similar to his tough-talking, soft-hearted brother.

Thinking of Chi Xinsu, Chi Dongchuan couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that he didn't know where he had been caught this afternoon, and he could hold it in without showing up.

Why, are you afraid of him?
The two of them had not gotten along for more than ten years, and he was not used to the sudden appearance of an older brother. However, there was still a long time to come, and the two brothers would always have to face the wind and rain together, and together they would hold up a sky for the people of the Great Shun Kingdom. .

Thinking of meeting Chi Xinsu often in the future, Chi Dongchuan felt very happy. He called the butler and asked, "Where is King Xinsu now? Why don't you remind him to eat at this hour?"

Thinking that Chi Xinsu might often forget to eat like this in a place where he couldn't see him, Chi Dongchuan's face darkened: "Is this how you serve King Xin?"

A burst of cold sweat broke out on the butler's forehead. Chi Xinsu was half a Taoist priest and didn't pay much attention to food and accommodation. He only had two Taoist servants around him all year round, so he had almost no requirements for servants like them.

But King Duan is different.

Prince Duan had grown up in the palace since he was a child, and his food and clothing were as good as those of a prince. He had the majesty of a superior person. At this moment, the accusation made his knees weak, and he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to answer. .

The cold sweat from the last nine months of winter slid down his back like icicles. It was biting and painful. The butler did not dare to move. He could only ignore the discomfort on his body. He lowered his hands and replied respectfully: "Go back to Your Highness King Duan. King Xin told the young one at noon that he has something to do." I'm a distinguished guest, so don't disturb him if you have nothing to do."

"Distinguished guest? How noble can you be? Could it be more noble than this king..." Chi Dongchuan suddenly paused, and the figure in the pavilion by the lake flashed in his mind.

...Well, in Chi Xinsu's heart, he is indeed a much more valuable guest than him.

He choked for a moment and said reluctantly: "Then we have to eat. Let's invite King Xin and the distinguished guests to come to the dining hall for dinner."

The housekeeper responded, and just as he retreated to send someone to find Chi Xinsu, panicked shouts came from outside the door.

"Quick, go ask Master Gu Qing!"

Chi Dongchuan frowned. He had the impression that this voice was one of the two Taoist attendants beside Chi Xinsu.

He winked, and the guards around him lowered their heads in understanding, turned around and shouted outside: "King Duan, please ask the immortal to come in and talk."

Rao is a Taoist servant and a member of the Taoist palace, not to mention the Taoist servants around Chi Xinsu. Even the prince's personal servants have to address them as immortals.

The sound outside the door was silent for a moment, and after a while, a Taoist attendant in undressed and long robes came in with a panic look on his face.

Chi Dongchuan looked at him calmly and asked calmly: "Why did the Immortal invite Master Gu Qing? But what happened in the house?"

The Taoist priest's face froze and he didn't answer.

Seeing this, Chi Dongchuan changed his question: "What happened to Xinsu and Mu Xiangu?"

His words hit the nail on the head, and the Taoist servant knew that he couldn't hide it, so he whispered in a low voice: "They are sleeping."

Chi Dongchuan was shocked: "What did you say? Who is sleeping?"

The Taoist's face turned pale: "King Xin, Mu Xiangu and General Zhong slept together."

Chi Dongchuan:? ? ?

Chi Dongchuan:! ! !

Threesome? !Is his brother so wild?
Chi Dongchuan: Brother, you are still young!Brother doesn't allow it!