Chapter 130 Chapter 130 "I seem to be starting to regret it." ...
Send healing medicine?
Not to mention the difference between immortals and demons, can immortals use things from demons?
Could Lan Qi be so kind?
Recalling the young man's righteous behavior in Ziwei Palace, Jiu Zhao felt as if he had hit his head or taken some bad medicine.
However, now that things have come to this, she is indeed a little confused and wants to ask Lan Qi.
She wanted to ask him why he stood up to support her when everyone else was against her.
After pondering for a moment, Jiu Zhao invited Lan Qi to the guest tea room next to the bedroom.
The teahouse is semi-open, with a green eaves above and painted railings on the sides, banana trees and rocks rinsing like jade, and a gurgling spring.
This is a beautiful sight, but I lack the mood to appreciate it.
She and Lan Qi sat facing each other, without any maidservants serving them.
"How is your injury, Princess Shenji? Are you feeling okay?"
As soon as he sat down, Lan Qi went straight to the point and took out the medicine from the storage ring.
The tea table is filled with bottles and jars of all sizes, which is really dazzling.
He explained the effects of each to Jiu Zhao, then added, "These medicines were meticulously crafted by the witch doctor who serves me in Jiwu Palace. Not only are they incredibly effective, but most importantly, they can be used by both immortals, demons, and humans. Your Highness, rest assured."
Jiu Zhao glanced at it, but didn't accept it. He said politely, "Thank you for your concern, Master Ye. I'm still able to come to see you. It's not a big deal after all."
Her face was still pale, but when she spoke, there was a sense of calmness and indifference that was no longer as delicate as a daughter.
Lan Qi gazed deeply, and suddenly felt that the images in his memory that had always been intertwined and overlapping with the past began to become inexplicably clear at this moment.
He smiled faintly and addressed her using the name he was used to when they were younger, "Zhao Zhao, you are truly becoming more and more worthy of being the Crown Prince of the Three Pure Ones."
Jiu Zhao immediately frowned: "I've told you several times, don't call me Zhao Zhao——"
But after all, Lan Qi had just helped her not long ago, so this time her protest was not as intense.
Lan Qilian said "OK" three times and asked again, "How did the Eastern God King's sister offend you?"
At first, Jiu Zhao didn't quite understand what he meant.
Until Lan Qi added: "Now that all the ministers are against it, do you still want to force it? If it's just a grudge between you and the Yuling Golden Immortal, you have already achieved your goal. Even if she is not punished by thunder, she will be imprisoned in a golden cage with opposing properties, and her life will be worse than death for a long time - you should quit while you are ahead."
“…”
I knew that what he said in Ziwei Palace was just to watch the fun and make trouble.
From what Jiu Zhao said, she thought Lan Qi was making a scene at the court meeting because of the conflict between her and Yu Ling, and her face grew gloomy.
"This palace has no grudges against Yuling Jinxian."
Her eyes were solemn as she repeated her stance, "I said, I'm only doing this to support the justice of Heaven and reduce evil. Just as you said, immortal slaves and ordinary immortals live together on the same land. A hero's origins are not questioned, and they too should have a path to ascend. Moreover—"
The words stopped here, pausing for a moment.
Jiu Zhao lowered her head, thinking to herself that she had already put aside her airs as a goddess and was willing to be punished in front of all the immortals and demons, so why couldn't she just say "sorry".
Regardless of her current identity and position, what she did to Lan Qi in the past was always wrong.
It would be better to take advantage of the opportunity to finish it all at once.
"Moreover, I wish to say goodbye to my former willful and unruly self. The punishment I receive today can be considered as reparation for the evil I did to you."
As long as you make up your mind, even the most difficult words will become easy to say.
After apologizing, Jiu Zhao raised his eyes to look at Lan Qi.
I saw his eyes move to the side for a few moments, but there was no extra expression on his face.
"Your Highness's apology came so suddenly that I'm actually a little flattered."
The young man brushed off the formal reconciliation with an almost joking tone.
Jiu Zhao couldn't figure out whether he was unwilling to forgive or had other concerns. Just as he was about to say something else, Lan Qi suddenly changed the subject: "It's said that Her Highness the Divine Princess and the Immortal Lord Zhu Yan have a close relationship. Why is he not seen at the grand court? Even Prince Meng Chu, whose arms were crippled, was there."
That's all.
In the end, only he knows whether he truly understands or not.
If you apologize and force others to forgive you, you lose the original intention of repentance.
Jiu Zhao convinced himself and gave up the idea of asking further questions.
However, there is no need to reveal too much about Zhu Yan to outsiders before the matter is settled.
So he made up a random excuse: "A few days ago, he was in seclusion to explore his realm. It's a critical stage now, and he asked me and Father God to take leave in advance."
"So, after I and the Supreme God Fuxu, Your Highness took the initiative to choose the Immortal Lord Zhu Yan. Are you sure that he will be the one you will spend your life with?"
Given their relationship, questions that shouldn't be asked were once again uttered through Lan Qi's thin lips.
Jiu Zhao suddenly recalled the scene of their unexpected encounter near the Father God's bedroom on the night of the Xuanji Palace banquet.
At that time, Lan Qi commented that choosing Zhu Yan meant that her judgment of people was getting worse and worse.
Now that you bring it up again, do you still want to tease Zhu Yan?
When it comes to matters involving lovers, Jiu Zhao's relatively calm mood changes, and a defensive aura emanates from his entire body. "When it comes to being with someone, what counts is sincerity and whether they're compatible. Does family background, status, or strength really matter? It's only three mistakes a day. I believe in Zhu Yan, and even more so in myself."
"If Ye Zun sincerely wishes to bless us, I will naturally welcome it. But if you intend to say something bad about Zhu Yan, I advise you to give up on this idea."
Jiu Zhao warned Lan Qi in a cold voice.
What she didn't know was—
From the perspective of another bystander, when she mentioned Zhu Yan, she showed a sharp look, like a hen protecting her chicks.
She seems to really love Zhu Yan.
Her love was much deeper and more loyal than her love for him and Fuxu.
After a moment of silence, Lan Qi suddenly smiled to himself: "I think I'm starting to regret it."
"Um?"
His ambiguous murmurs passed by his ears, and Jiu Zhao made a puzzled sound.
Ke Lanqi didn't tell her what he was beginning to regret. He just stood up, bowed slightly, and said goodbye.
Leaving behind were two cups of tea that had lost their heat, and a table full of medicines.
…
Jiu Zhao didn't dare to use those medicines after all.
He ordered several maids to put them away in his private storehouse.
She kept speculating about Lan Qi's strange behavior, and coupled with the excessive pain in her back, she couldn't sleep all night.
Lan Qi also slept very late. After three o'clock in the morning, Jiu Zhao opened the window and received the immortal message from Fuyao Palace.
Since he couldn't sleep tonight anyway, Jiu Zhao used his internal energy to heal his wounds for a while, and then he decided to explore his sea of consciousness.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, his emotions did fluctuate at the end of the daytime conversation.
However, Jiu Zhao couldn't judge to what extent the shaking would be needed to make the outer wall of his demonic consciousness, which was too strong, become weak and loose.
“Try it.
"There's no harm in trying."
Jiu Zhao muttered a few words to himself, and quickly sat down to meditate and prepare to enter a state of concentration.
Some time ago, Jiu Zhao had not entered Lan Qi's sea of consciousness for two days because he had to discuss with Xue Liu the content of suing Yu Ling at the grand court meeting.
One end is connected to the subject's consciousness, while the other end is hidden in an inconspicuous corner, and the wisp of immortal consciousness emerges pitifully.
As usual, Jiu Zhao continued to swim deeper into the area he had explored last time.
Not long after, he suddenly sensed an unusually bright demonic consciousness.
This demonic consciousness is located among the dim particles that symbolize past memories, but it is more dazzling than the newly born memories.
Attracted by it, Jiu Zhao controlled his spiritual consciousness and flew over, only to see the barrier shattered and cracks appearing.
It turned out that it was because Waitou's defense was broken and could not block the light of memories, which made it so dazzling.
Unable to wait to find out the reason for this situation, Jiu Zhao seized the opportunity and rushed in.
…
Good news, she actually succeeded.
The bad news is that this memory seems to be of Lan Qi with his eyes closed. There is only a foggy blackness and no picture can be seen.
Jiu Zhao felt some familiar powers in his body.
It was the fire power from the Phoenix that was taking effect, causing people to fall completely into unconscious sleep.
Jiu Zhao had no idea why the Mother Goddess's magic was ineffective against Lan Qi, who was not even a Golden Immortal.
She reassured him that he was fully conscious, but he did not open his eyes. A few feet away from where he lay, the voices of a man and a woman were heard.
The voice was very familiar, it was the Mother Goddess and the Father God.
?
What's going on?
Jiu Zhao was confused.
It's impossible that after finally succeeding, she would end up in a world of worthless fragments of memories, right?
The voices of the Father God and the Mother God were both deep and soft.
Adhering to the idea that the trip should not be in vain, Jiu Zhao listened attentively.
In the end, the wait was worth it.
The content of the conversation came into her ears intermittently.
"Niao Niao, the heart birth was finally successful. I can feel my daughter's newborn soul taking root in my heart!"
"Achen, you've worked so hard. If my body wasn't so weak, I wouldn't want you to endure the pain of pregnancy for five hundred years on my behalf."
After the words "I'm really not in good condition" were spoken, the God Emperor, who was still announcing the good news of his pregnancy, suddenly fell silent.
After a long time, Fang pretended to be cheerful and tried to comfort his wife: "Don't feel guilty about this. Since the gods can make both men and women give birth to children, then why can't I give birth to a daughter for you? Also, don't talk about whether your body is OK or not anymore. I will definitely cure you -"
"Even if it costs me everything, I will heal you."
The Queen of Gods answered with a weak cough.
Afraid of waking up the sleeping Lan Qi, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands, and the clear coughing and wheezing became vague and muffled.
After a long period of stroking the back to relieve the breath, the two continued their conversation.
"You will stay with me, and I will stay with you. When our daughter grows up, we will watch her marry Lan Qi and have children."
The God Emperor kept imagining the future, hoping to inspire his beloved wife's courage to continue living.
But as a bystander, Jiu Zhao had a question in his mind.
She was aware that the gods who chose the heart birth method to give birth to their offspring could choose whether the child was a boy or a girl. However, she always thought that the Father God had noticed her feelings for Lan Qi, so he summoned her and asked her if she was willing to form a covenant with Lan Qi.
Now it seems that her gender and choice of partner have been tied to Lan Qi since she was born.
Why is this?
Could it be that in their hearts, Lan Qi, their adopted son, is more important than her, their biological daughter?
I suddenly felt confused.
At the same time, Jiu Zhao could feel that the body her immortal consciousness inhabited, which always had a calm demeanor beyond its age—
I also have a strong desire to get answers.
It was so strong that my heartbeat began to speed up for the first time.
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