Yun Zheng took all of this in and secretly guessed that her mother was very favored when she was in the Di family.
Yun Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile, "By the way, Grandpa, I heard from the Great Elder and the others that I have a cousin. Is she in the Shen'an Sect now?"
Upon hearing this, Di Yuan's eyes flickered.
He nodded slightly, "Well, she should be back to the Di family soon."
His eyes dimmed slightly, and when he was about to say something to Yun Zheng, he heard the voice of the Seventh Elder behind him.
"Master, I have something important to discuss with you."
Emperor Yuan looked back and saw that the Seventh Elder had an anxious look on his face, as if something big was about to happen.
Di Yuan did not answer immediately. He first looked at Yun Zheng, but saw Yun Zheng shrugged and smiled:
"Grandpa, you go ahead. I can do it on my own."
"Okay." Di Yuan responded, then looked at the two rows of guards guarding the gate of Lan Pavilion and said in a deep voice, "Protect the young master!"
"Yes!" The guards immediately nodded in agreement.
Yun Zheng watched the departing figures of her grandfather and the Seventh Elder, slowly withdrew her gaze, turned around and looked up at the plaque, and she curled her lips slightly.
That’s great, she’s one step closer to her mother.
She walked in, and the spiritual energy inside was even more intense.
She spent a quarter of an hour strolling around the Blue Pavilion, experiencing the place where her mother grew up.
Finally, she reached the third floor of the pavilion, where there were two rooms, an inner training room and a master bedroom.
Inside the master bedroom, all the objects placed are of high grade, luxurious yet low-key and restrained. There are also light blue spiritual flowers planted on the windowsill, winding and climbing on both sides of the window.
Although this room lacks a bit of human presence, it is filled with a faint fragrance that makes people feel comfortable and happy both physically and mentally.
After Yun Zheng sat down, the little ones in Fengxing Space couldn't help but run out to admire their master's mother's room.
Dajuan looked around and his nostrils moved slightly, as if he was smelling something.
Dajuan said seriously, "Master, there is still pupil power in this room. I guess your mother's control over pupil skills should have reached the level of spiritual pupils, and her control level has reached the level of pure fire furnace green."
"Mother is naturally powerful." Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows and said proudly.
"cut!"
The voice came from a tall and thin man with messy red hair, dark eyes, and a shaggy beard.
His face was sinister, filled with disdain and disgust.
At this moment, the cute little girl put her hands on her hips angrily, staring at the mustache man with her almond-shaped eyes, "Liu Qi, you are so arrogant!"
"He might need a beating," Dajuan said from the side.
Liu Qi sneered, "I am the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi. You little bastards think you can beat me? You're dreaming! Ha, you're all more stupid than the other!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the dwarf old man, who was less than ten inches tall, sobbed aggrievedly. He complained to Yun Zheng, "Master, he called me stupid."
Yun Zheng: “…” Qifan, don’t take it personally.
"Squeak!" The little white fur ball showed its sharp teeth and stared at him with dissatisfaction in its pair of glassy eyes.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen an ancient ferocious beast?" He said with a vicious smile.
For a moment, it angered the little guys present.
At this time, Yun Zheng waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "Go ahead."
Before Liu Qi could refute, his sea of consciousness was controlled, and then his body went limp and he staggered and fell to the ground.
Liu Qi's pupils shrank slightly, and as expected, the next moment he was beaten up by several little guys.
Even Dajuan couldn't help but step forward and kick him a few more times.
"Stop fighting! Yun Zheng, you black-hearted human! If you have the guts, stop trying to control me!"
Only the young boy Wulin in the golden robe smiled helplessly and did not follow any action. He sat opposite Yun Zheng.
Wu Lin noticed that his master was not in a good mood, so he asked, "Master, what are you thinking about?"
Yun Zheng propped her chin up with one hand, thinking in confusion, "I'm thinking about what gift to give to my cousin. Runes? Pills? Or some other kind of women's jewelry?"
"Wulin, please think about me too."
Wu Lin heard this and said seriously, "The Di family is very wealthy and has everything they need. I guess your cousin can easily get ordinary things."
"That's right." Yun Zheng sighed.
Wu Lin's pretty face smiled, "But Master, can't you refine many strange runes? This is very new to ordinary people. Maybe she will like it."
Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows and said, "Wulin, you're quite quick-witted. I'll make a rune for my cousin whom I've never met."
She was full of expectations for Di Youyou. After all, she was her first cousin and she had always been the youngest.
Now that she has a younger cousin, she naturally wants to pamper her.
I don't know what this cousin's temperament is like. Will she be as cold-faced but warm-hearted as the beautiful Qingqing, or as shy and cute as Duanmu Yu...
With this thought in mind, Yun Zheng took out the slender golden brush from the storage space and used her own spiritual power to carefully outline and engrave the runes.
Inside the room, the fighting and insults from the little ones could not disturb her.
Yun Zheng looked very focused as she sketched one picture after another until the evening when her grandfather came to see how she was doing.
Yun Zheng chatted with him for a while, but not in depth.
After sending Grandpa Di Yuan away, Yun Zheng returned to the master bedroom on the third floor of the attic.
Dajuan and the others also returned to the Fengxing space.
The night was dark, and the silvery moonlight sprinkled throughout the Blue Pavilion. The small lake was sparkling, appearing particularly quiet and beautiful.
On the third floor of the attic, a girl in bright red sat on the edge of the Linghua window sill, holding a communication crystal in her hand. She lowered her head and rubbed the communication crystal unconsciously with her fingertips.
She slowly channeled her spiritual energy into it. Her voice seemed calm, but with a hint of melancholy. She smiled and said, "Ah Shuo, I've arrived at the Emperor's family in the Zhutian Realm, where my mother was born. I've met my grandfather and great-grandmother, and they treat me very well."
"The Di family is slightly different from what I imagined."
"I will succeed the position of Young Master of the Di Family on June 19th. If you receive a message, could you please send me a message to congratulate me on that day?"
All the messages sent to Rong Shuo during this period fell on deaf ears.
She was worried and had some vague suspicions in her heart.
She raised her other hand and touched her chest. In fact, she could still sense the existence of his life chart, so at least she knew he was safe at the moment.
"A Shuo, I miss you."
The words were so light that they seemed to be blown away by the wind.
But one day, it will leave a deep impression on someone's heart, making that person rise up and fight all around, carving out a path home with blood.
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