When Po went outside, he saw a small pot placed on the large ground, with a sapling as thick as a thumb in it.

"Uh..." Po blinked and walked over on his short legs. [Why does this little tree look so small?]

[Should I say it? It looks familiar.]

In my memory, she seemed to have picked up a person a long time ago, and that person particularly liked growing flowers and trees.

That person...what's his name?

Po scratched his head, feeling so annoyed that he couldn't remember clearly.

"Little tree, little tree, don't die. Little tree, little tree, grow up quickly." Po squatted down, and pulled the little tree with his little finger, shaking it back and forth, muttering to himself. At the same time, a thread of spiritual energy passed from his fingertips into the little tree, "Little tree, little tree, I'm here, don't be afraid, you will definitely get better."

"You can save the heavens, the earth, and the world, but you cannot save yourself! Who will save you, who will save you." The cold words penetrated her eardrums and exploded in her mind.

【Whose voice is that?】A Bao suddenly raised his head and looked around, but there was no one there.

[Strange, whose voice was that just now? It seemed like there was a hint of mockery in the tone?]

[Fuck, are you scolding me? ]

A Bao didn't understand, and she didn't want to bother thinking about it anymore, so she walked back to the temple in a depressed mood.

When Leng Qingliu brought Di Zian over, they happened to see the Tree of Life.

"Fuck! Green...green." Leng Qingliu was so frightened that he sat down at the door of the temple, completely dumbfounded.

"Are you cheating?" Di Zi'an was drunk.

Leng Qingliu was extremely sober, "My trees are green, green, wuwuwuwu."

Leng Qingliu thought it was an illusion and slapped himself. He found that except for his confused mind, the tree in front of him was indeed green.

He walked up and stretched out his hand tremblingly. The grown man covered his eyes and started crying, looking extremely useless.

"Cry, cry, cry!" A-Bao came out angrily with a stern face, "Stop crying, it's too noisy."

Po is in a particularly irritable mood tonight.

Because she didn't get the unofficial history as she wished.

Leng Qingliu looked at the little milk ball in front of the temple, tears streaming down his face, "Little princess...it's you, it's actually you!"

"It's me, it's me, why are you crying?" Po pouted and said fiercely, "You disturbed my sleep!"

Leng Qingliu suddenly laughed out loud, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to A Bao, "Thank you, little princess. Little princess, you are my god. By the way, I can't cry. I can't wake up the little princess. I'm sorry, sorry. I'm really sorry."

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Leng Qingliu was like a fool, "No, no more."

A-bao waved his hands at him, "Then hurry up and leave, stop making noise!"

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll leave now. I'll leave right away." Who dares to disobey the little princess's order?

Leng Qingliu immediately packed up the Tree of Life. He was really worried that Abao would get angry and smash the flowerpot in a rage. He simply put the flowerpot into a large sack he carried with him and ran away with it.

Phew.

Di Zian couldn't help laughing out loud, "Ahahaha, that's Leng Qingliu's treasure, how casual."

If it wasn’t a treasure, Leng Qingliu cried several times for the broken tree.

If you say it's a treasure, look at Leng Qingliu's casual look just now, is there anyone who puts a treasure in a sack?

"Seven Pots." A Bao hugged Di Zian's thighs and frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

Emperor Zi'an lowered his eyes and looked at A Bao, chuckling, "Hmm."

"snort!"

"Oh, I'm afraid my sister will be disturbed by the fumes. I'll leave now."

"Qi Guo Guo, can you take me for a drink?"

Emperor Zi'an was startled and looked around, "That won't do. If my father and mother find out, they will beat me to death."

"Just secretly, one bite at a time, okay?"

[In the past, Lao Hei and Lao Bai would also drink with me, but neither of them could drink as much as me hahahahahaha]

[Every time I vomited all over them, they would... stop letting me drink. How boring.]

Di Zian knew that Lao Hei and Lao Bai must be A Bao’s friends in the underworld in his previous life.

"Sister, you are still young. No matter what, you can't drink. Be good. When you grow up, I will drink with you, okay?"

Abao curled his lips.

"By the way, sister, why did you sneak into the temple tonight?"

[Looking for unofficial history]

Unofficial history of the dynasty? That was the secret of the royal family, very precious. Emperor Zian had only heard of it, but did not dare to ask too much from Emperor Tiansheng. He did not expect it to be enshrined in the temple.

"Guoguo, come in with me for a moment." A Bao pulled Di Zian into the temple. Di Zian saw a yellow book covered with a layer of dust placed under the corner of the table.

Uh (⊙o⊙)…

It is hard to imagine that this is a sacred book regarded as a treasure by his ancestors and his father.

"Who did this? How could the legs of the Royal Baby's desk be broken? If I knew about this, I would have to..."

"Ahem."

[I did it! Does my brother want to spank me? ]

Di Zian stopped talking abruptly. "If I knew, I would give her a thumbs up. She is really brave!"

A-Bao patted his chest and said, "Guo Guo, I, I did it, praise me now."

Di Zian couldn't help but twitch his lips, and gave a thumbs up, saying, "Sister, you are amazing!"

The brother and sister smiled at each other.

A-bao was very happy, but when he saw the book of unofficial history, he became unhappy. [I spent a long time trying to get this unofficial history out, but I couldn't. It was like it was growing on the ground. When I put it on the ground, it was so easy.]

"Sister, wait here. I'll get you the book."

Emperor Zi'an rubbed his hands, stepped forward and started to work, but the table could not be moved and the unofficial history could not be moved at all.

I'm really confused!

Did this book become a spirit or grow legs? Why is it so motionless?

Po pursed his lips and said, "Oh, right, I have a way. I can use thunder to strike it and split the table in half. Then I can get some unofficial history. Hahahaha, I'm so smart."

Emperor Zi'an immediately broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

Strike the temple with lightning?

Po began to summon thunder.

The sky was overcast and the wind was blowing hard.

"Qi Guo Guo, oh my, is it going to rain soon? Quick, quick, hide."

The corner of Emperor Zi'an's mouth twitched, "We are in the temple, sister, it won't rain here."

Po slapped his head and said, "Yeah."

[Quietly wait for thunder, thunder comes, thunder comes——]

A Bao muttered to himself.

Emperor Zian: “…”

[Here I come, welcome warmly, little guy, I'll chop you up! ]

As soon as the thunder appeared and said it was going to strike the temple, it split in the air, struck halfway, and then retracted.