Chapter 47 Chapter 47 “Your Highness treats me as a friend, I am really good…

Jiu Zhao has been a little troubled recently.

The reason is that becoming a celestial fairy has improved her reputation a lot.

But what comes with it is the obligation to no longer lie down.

Looking at the immortals in office in the Three Pure Heavens, except for special reasons, all of them hold important positions.

Jiu Zhao was not spared either.

Rather than lying down and having your duties forced upon you by God the Father, it is better to take the initiative.

Jiu Zhao hadn't left Lihen Heaven since she finished her studies at Changye Academy. When she told Zhu Ying about her desire to find a job, Zhu Ying was delighted. He immediately listed all the government offices, large and small, in Sanqing Heaven for her and asked her which field she was most interested in.

After careful consideration, Jiu Zhao found that the army, a place that relies solely on force and does not require thinking, seems to be more suitable for him.

She told Zhu Ying her decision, and Zhu Ying then reported it to the God Emperor.

The God Emperor was very happy after hearing this.

He summoned Jiu Zhao and, first, commended her for her progress over the past few days. Finally, he patted her head and spoke to her heartfeltly: "The army is Fuxu's domain, so this way, your husband will also become your superior." As a sign of respect between husband and wife, she should inform Fuxu in advance before issuing any decree.

In fact, even if the God Emperor didn't say it, Jiu Zhao also thought of talking to Fu Xu.

It's just that the timing is not right. Fuxu has been in seclusion recently because of his new insights into the divine realm and rarely comes out of the side hall.

Immortals spend their entire lives pursuing spiritual practice.

Cultivation is like rowing against the current, if you don’t move forward, you will move backward.

Therefore, even if one is promoted to a god, one must constantly repeat the process of comprehending the laws of nature and understanding one's own heart.

This is a good thing, so Jiu Zhao naturally cannot stop Fu Xu.

Unable to find any opportunity, she could only comfort herself that the position was not that important after all and it would not be too late to join in a year or two.

After Yingluo, it is Fuxu’s birthday.

Preparing gifts is the most urgent thing.

Jiu Zhao has been visiting the Divine Craftsman Bureau frequently recently, gathering several senior craftsmen and finally drawing the blueprint for Fuxu's birthday ceremony.

Her idea is simple.

Whenever Fuxu went out, he was either fighting on the battlefield or on his way to inspect military affairs.

He said that the God Emperor was unwilling to form an alliance, which caused some tribes in Yiqingtian to make small moves in private, and there was a sense of unrest - for people with high enough martial arts values, the most convenient thing is to have a magical weapon with sufficient defensive power.

The soft armor made of shark silk worn close to the body is the gift that Jiu Zhao intends to give to Fu Xu.

The production materials she listed on the drawings astonished the immortal craftsmen.

Not to mention the others, the most precious ones are the sacred flower of the Fuxu sacred tree, the secret treasure of the West Sea, and the natal feathers of the Phoenix clan.

Holy flowers can increase the toughness of soft armor.

The shark silk is not only beautiful, but also invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire.

The natal feather has the function of protecting the soul and offsetting a fatal attack.

The Phoenix Clan has disappeared in Sanqingtian. That's right, this fundamental life feather comes from Jiuzhao's true body.

Every phoenix has three life feathers on its body.

When one of the branches reaches adulthood, it will feed back to the Phoenix tree as a bloodline connection.

One is dedicated to your partner, symbolizing a lifelong commitment.

The last one left is used as a trump card to save life.

Nanling, which was originally controlled by the Phoenix Clan, has been divided among the Kings of Qiongying, and Jiu Zhao no longer needs to perform the ritual of repaying the favor.

She was even happy about it.

If it weren't for the fact that the natal feather can only be effective once on someone other than the person himself, there would be nothing wrong with her plucking two and presenting them to Fuxu.

Worried that Fuxu would refuse to accept the gift if he knew the truth, Jiu Zhao issued an edict that anyone who knew the truth must keep it secret.

Like a dragon that was reluctant to share, she hid the materials she had collected with great difficulty one by one in the mechanical compartments of the bedroom.

Then, in order to obtain the shark silk, he set off to the West Sea.

The palace of the Western God King's fiefdom is different from that of other God Kings. It is not on land, but quietly suspended deep in the seabed.

Hanging the Runlin Gallbladder, a gift from Yingluo, on her chest, Jiuzhao immersed herself in the ocean current, breathing freely and moving as if she were walking on flat ground. With a secret thought in mind that she would later share, she also donned the precious mermaid garment she had long shelved.

The skirt floats, spreading beautiful bright colors, and the silvery light illuminates the cold seabed.

Jiu Zhao passed through the barrier that isolated the sea water, and in the blink of an eye, he was led by the maid who had received the news and was waiting to go to the residence of Princess Zong of Yingluo.

After the induction ceremony, Ying Luo lost the reason to stay in Erqingtian, so she returned to Xihai to prepare for her birthday banquet. At this time, there was still nearly half a month before the banquet, and Ying Luo was inevitably surprised to learn that Jiu Zhao had suddenly visited.

Besides being surprised, I was more happy.

She welcomed Jiu Zhao into the main hall and asked him to sit in the main seat. She then ordered someone to bring a chair and sat next to her.

"I didn't know Your Highness was coming. I'm truly sorry for not coming to greet you."

As he was speaking, maids came in one after another from outside the hall, offering Jiu Zhao her favorite Baihua milk and honey tea, as well as various snacks and cakes.

"Your Highness, are you planning to stay in Xihai first and then attend the birthday party?"

Ying Luo stared at Jiu Zhao without blinking, and when she touched the mermaid clothes on Jiu Zhao, her eyes lit up unconcealedly.

After the maid put down the tea and snacks, she personally picked up the teacup and handed it to Jiuzhao.

Faced with Yingluo's enthusiasm caused by misunderstanding, Jiuzhao felt a little guilty.

I haven't decided yet what gift to give her, as her birthday is coming up soon.

However, as a gift for Fuxu, he asked her to present the shark silk from the West Sea.

But, since I'm here.

Jiu Zhao coughed lightly and said, "I have something to tell you. Please ask these people to leave first."

The two of them were alone together, which was what Yingluo wanted most, so she agreed immediately.

In an instant, all the immortal servants who had been standing silently in the main hall left, and they considerately closed the door.

After ensuring that the news would not be leaked, Jiu Zhao finally spoke: "I want to exchange something with you."

"What?"

"The secret treasure of the West Sea, the Shark's Silk."

Yingluo's face remained calm, but she didn't immediately agree. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Your Highness, what do you want this shark silk for?"

Jiu Zhao glanced at her subconsciously.

In the past, even if she truly needed Ying Luo's help, she wouldn't tell her purpose, lest her plan be exploited. But now, after the heart-to-heart talk at the pond, although she forgot what she said in the second half, she had already tacitly accepted Ying Luo as her friend again.

After borrowing the shark silk, she also planned to ask about what happened that day.

So he told Yingluo honestly: "I want to make a soft armor for Fuxu to protect himself, and the material needs to be shark silk."

"I remember that the birthday of the Supreme God Fuxu is a few days after my birthday. Your Highness wants to give the Supreme God a birthday gift?"

Yingluo's two concise sentences completely filled in the missing parts of Jiuzhao's context.

Jiu Zhao was not good at lying, so he said stubbornly, "Yes, of course. I am also preparing a gift for you."

Hearing this, Ying Luo slowly curved her eyes and said, "Your Highness, I am truly grateful for your care for me."

Thoughts raced through her mind, and Jiu Zhao urgently wondered what would happen if Ying Luo asked about the gift. Would it be fine clothing, jewelry, curios, or something else? She stared at Ying Luo nervously, not realizing that Ying Luo had already seen through her vacant eyes.

When Lan Qi was around, her heart and eyes were full of him, and she always unconsciously ignored everyone and everyone around her.

The objects ignored include yourself.

This includes other practitioners who always come over eagerly to be scolded.

This also includes her second sister Chaohua, who is always looking for trouble and quarreling with her, but is actually secretly happy about it.

"I really don't know what's so good about that follower Lan Qi.

"Why is His Highness Jiu Zhao so special to him? He scolded him one moment, and then he was busy trying to comfort him the next—

"Is it because he's a man?

"If I become a man, will Your Highness look at me more from now on?"

Chaohua's unintentional sarcastic remarks reminded her.

After she began planning to drive away all of Jiu Zhao's companions, she also deliberately distanced herself from her.

The image of wanting only a female body gradually faded from Jiu Zhao's mind.

Chao Hua had been defeated in the battle between his love rival and the throne of the Divine King, and was banished by her to the most remote border of the West Sea.

Next, there is only one last step left.

Suppressing the dark emotions that were gushing out, Ying Luo pretended to be embarrassed and said, "We need the highest quality shark silk, which may be difficult to obtain in a short period of time. In fact, the shark silk garment that I presented to Your Highness is made of the highest quality materials. Why don't you take it apart?"

Upon hearing this, Jiu Zhao immediately frowned.

Since the other party has made such a suggestion, it is obvious that he does not care whether the gift is intact or not.

She doesn't care, so why should I care?

Can--

Jiu Zhao hesitated and lowered his head. "This is a gift you gave me. It contains your thoughts. Even if I searched all over the Three Pure Heavens, I couldn't find a better quality shark silk. I shouldn't, shouldn't destroy a friend's kindness..."

Jiu Zhao wanted to keep the last few words in his heart, and he didn't know why he said them out loud.

When she came to her senses, her face flushed red. She tilted her chin to the side and used a cold snort to ease her embarrassment. "Forget it, why are you talking about those nonsense? Just tell me what you want. As long as it can be exchanged for the shark silk, I can give you anything I have."

She crossed her arms uncomfortably, but didn't dare turn her head. She just pricked up her ears, paying attention to what Yingluo would answer.

I waited and waited, time passed, but there was still no answer.

The only sound left was the obviously heavier breathing beside her ears, indicating Yingluo's restlessness.

"?"

What's going on.

She knew that shark silk was extremely precious to Xihai, but if she didn't want to lend it, then she wouldn't lend it. Why would she have such a big reaction?

Driven by doubt, Jiu Zhao temporarily put aside his shyness and wanted to turn his head back.

But the changes around her were faster than her movements.

Something is approaching rapidly—

A very subtle "pop" sound was heard as the skin touched each other.

The soft and slightly cool touch, and the fragrance that lingered on Ying Luo's body for years, were all perceived by Jiu Zhao's six senses.

Own.

My face was kissed by Yingluo? !

Jiu Zhao's brain completely crashed.

The sound Yingluo made while rubbing her earlobe seemed to be filled with extreme joy:

"Your Highness considers me a friend, I am truly delighted—

"Your Highness, since we are just friends, why would we mention a deal?"

…

And sometimes, fate just likes to play tricks.

An hour after Jiu Zhao went to the West Sea, the door of the side hall opened and Fu Xu came out to rest for a while.

He had been fasting for a long time, but in order to accommodate Jiu Zhao, he developed the habit of eating two meals a day, lunch and dinner.

Sitting at the sandalwood table in the dining room, he waited quietly for Jiu Zhao to come and have dinner together.

"Um, is the God waiting for Her Highness the Princess?"

Placing the jade bowl filled with rice next to Fuxu, Jiangyu scratched her forehead and said, "Your Highness went to the West Sea to look for Princess Yingluo Zongji. A stick of incense sent a message an incense stick ago saying that she would have lunch and come back... Didn't Your Highness tell you about this?"

"Do you know what His Highness is visiting Princess Zong for?"

"This, I don't know——

"However, when Your Highness and Princess Yingluo were close friends, they often visited Xihai. Princess Yingluo even built a special residence for Your Highness in her mansion. Now that they have reconciled, I imagine their visits are commonplace."

He gripped the rim of the bowl with his knuckles, applying silent pressure until they turned white.

Fuxu stared at the empty seat opposite him for a long time before speaking calmly, "I understand."