After a pause, Long Xiao continued, "Also, if the gods have any instructions or commands, please feel free to tell us. We will do our best to carry them out."
Chen Yan looked at them and said, "This God has something that I need you to do."
"God of Space, please speak."
"This deity wishes to become a Taoist couple with Your Excellency. The wedding day is set for July 3rd. I will need you then..."
…
After the meeting in the hall was over, Long Xiao and others left the hall.
Long Qianya and Feng Huayan, who were guarding outside the palace, were summoned.
However, before they excitedly wanted to enter the hall, their fathers warned them not to push their luck and not to take themselves too seriously.
The most important thing is not to offend the gods.
"I understand." Long Qianya nodded seriously.
Feng Huayan remained expressionless when facing Feng Tiancheng's preaching.
When they were able to step into the hall, they were enveloped by an invisible pressure from the gods, which made them feel quite uncomfortable.
The excitement and happiness they had initially felt gradually faded.
When they looked up at Chen Yan and others who were sitting there, they found that they could not see their faces at all. They felt a little strange and at a loss.
As they approached step by step, they felt that the distance between them and Chen Yan and others was getting farther and farther, as if there was an insurmountable gap.
Furthermore, the hall was very quiet.
The moods of Long Qianya and Feng Huayan kept changing.
The original joy has been gradually diluted, and now what remains is confusion, uneasiness, anxiety, awe and loss.
The two stood in the center of the hall.
The two people who were originally at odds looked at each other at this moment, and seemed to have established a tacit understanding. They pursed their lips, lowered their eyes, and concealed the gloom in their eyes.
Then, they lifted their robes and were about to kneel down to pay their respects—
"Why are you two suddenly like quails?" Zhuge Youlin's voice came.
This froze the two of them in place.
Xiao Zechuan took a sip of tea and said, "Feng Huayan, weren't you quite arrogant before?"
Yu Changying propped up her chin with one hand and looked at them both with tender eyes, "Sister Qianya and brother Huayan, you two are so cute now, I love you so much~"
"Feng Huayan, when will you return the Honghuang Pearl you owe me?" Jiang Xianyue said with a faint smile, "Don't think that just because I've become a god, you don't have to pay it back."
At this moment, Pei Su suddenly thought, "Can't they see our faces clearly?"
"It should be." Wen Yuchu laughed.
Soon, their faces gradually became clear.
Chen Yan, who was sitting at the top seat, smiled and said softly, "Stay for dinner tonight."
"I'll be the chef tonight!" Zhuge Youlin stood up suddenly and raised his chin proudly.
Long Qianya reacted and immediately showed a crying face, "Wuwuwu Yanyan, you just scared me."
Feng Huayan's lips curled up unconsciously, but he quickly lowered them again and said rudely, "Playing tricks."
Xiao Zechuan put down his teacup and said in a cold tone, "You can't pretend."
Feng Huayan said without any sign of weakness: "When I live to your age, I can also become a god!"
Wen Yuchu chuckled and didn't argue with him, "Then try your best to stay in the temple. We can wait for you, no, wait for you all."
"Wait for me! I will definitely move into the temple before Feng Huayan!" Long Qianya's eyes sparkled, she crossed her arms and smiled confidently.
Feng Huayan rolled his eyes: "Hehe."
When the two were about to start arguing, they were stopped by another person who was more cheerful.
"It's getting late. You two should accompany me to buy some food." Zhuge Youlin said.
As he spoke, he stretched his waist and urged, "Come on, come on, you two are more familiar with Central Kyoto, you can take me to buy fresh ingredients."
"Your red hair is too conspicuous. People outside will definitely recognize you." Jiang Xianyue reminded.
Zhuge Youlin was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile, "Okay, I'll change my hair color."
He cast a disguise on himself.
His red hair gradually turned into long black hair, adding a gentle feeling to him.
"Go early and come back early."
"Okay." Zhuge Youlin grinned, then took the two unhappy people out.
…
In the evening.
Zhuge Youlin and the other two returned.
The temple's kitchen is now bustling with activity.
The red-haired boy was in charge of the kitchen, and he would supervise the cooking progress of the others from time to time.
The incredibly handsome silver-haired man was now carefully handling the 'corpse' of the spirit chicken. He frowned slightly, as if he had encountered some difficulty.
"Brother Yao, please chop the chicken first!" Zhuge Youlin said to Feng Xingyao while stir-frying the vegetables in the pot.
"Okay." Feng Xingyao took a deep breath, held the kitchen knife, and chopped it down. With a "bang", the spiritual chicken was split into two halves in an instant. Not only that, the chopping board was also split into two halves, and even the table could not bear the weight and collapsed directly.
Zhuge Youlin was stunned.
For a moment I forgot to flip the food in the pot.
Just when the dish was about to burn, Shen Huai quickly picked up a clean spatula, and while flipping the dish, he shouted, "Brother Yulin, the dish is about to burn."
Zhuge Youlin suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly started cooking and adding seasonings.
Feng Xingyao looked at the scene in front of him with extraordinary calmness, remembering what Chen Yan had promised...
He quickly dealt with the mess in front of him.
"Brother Yao, you can't..." Just when Zhuge Youlin wanted to give Feng Xingyao some advice, he saw this scene.
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