When it comes to the people we love, we tend to imagine possible risks that may not happen.
Yun Miao leaned back gently, lying lazily on his chest: "Silly boy, I know what to do, don't worry."
Mulansheng's hands gently circled her, feeling the warmth and softness of the woman in his arms. A spring breeze loomed in his sight, and suddenly he realized something was wrong. A surge of blood rushed to his head, and his body suddenly stiffened.
Then he suddenly stood up, covered Yun Miao's head with the quilt, and fled.
"Ahem, Miao'er, take a rest first. I'll come and call you later..."
Yun Miao, who was still covered in the quilt, stretched out her hand, and then revealed her furry head.
Looking at the doors closing at the same time, he suddenly realized something and burst into laughter.
The closer it gets to the wedding day, the more serious a man becomes.
As if this was not a blasphemy to her.
Mulansheng, who was standing at the door, listened to the woman's laughter in the room and murmured to himself in embarrassment: "You'll be so good-looking when we get married."
However, after taking two steps, he saw Yunze coming towards him with a dejected look on his face.
When Yunze saw Mulansheng, he immediately asked, "Third Prince, how is my sister...?"
The voice was very humble and cautious.
Mulansheng looked at Yunze. Even though he was angry, he was still his future brother-in-law. He patiently replied, "Miao'er has gone to bed."
"I'm sorry!" Yunze apologized directly, lowering his head: "It's my fault. I was too impulsive and hurt her."
"So, as a man, you should know how to make up for it." Mulansheng looked at him quietly with an indifferent expression.
Yunze was slightly stunned before he raised his head: "Your Highness..."
"Do you know why she disguised herself as Yunchun and stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Mu Lansheng reminded.
Yunze reacted immediately, his eyes burning with anger: "Sister, this is for revenge!"
"That's right. I heard that your Prime Minister's Mansion and the Second Prince's Mansion went to Penglai Immortal Gate together in order to enter the immortal gate. Although you don't have to do anything, she will probably be very happy to be able to teach those evil people a lesson with her." Mu Lansheng said lightly.
Yunze understood: "Thank you, Third Prince. Yunze understands. Although with Yunze's current strength, not only can he not help his sister, he might even become a burden to her. But if he can join forces with her within his limited abilities, perhaps... things will be different."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
early morning
All the people who arrived at Penglai Fairy Island began to climb the fairy mountain.
The Penglai Immortal Gate is built on the highest mountain of Penglai Immortal Island. Perhaps it is for the sake of comparison or perhaps it is to test the mentality of the many people who want to join, so the long jade stairs extend all the way with no end in sight, which makes people's scalps numb.
Early in the morning, the stairs were filled with disciples seeking immortality.
There were poor people and wealthy people riding in wooden sedan chairs, cursing: "Why don't you hurry up? I, Zhao Fugui, the richest man in Niu Town, can't fall behind."
There were noble men holding jade fans, accompanied by servants, and there were also young ladies in the boudoir, covered with veils and sweating profusely, with maids beside them constantly fanning them.
There are also knights and swordsmen, as well as people from all walks of life.
A long road leading to the mountains in search of immortality seems to encompass all aspects of human life, as well as the mortals' yearning for eternal life and extraordinary ambitions.
"Young master, your injury hasn't healed yet. How are you going to climb this long ladder?" At the foot of the mountain, a maid wearing a black straw hat carefully supported the man in blue next to her and said.
The man gently pushed him away: "That little injury has healed long ago, Yan'er, don't worry."
That’s right, the man was Yan Nanshuang.
He looked at the rugged steps ahead, his face expressionless. "This prince is very curious about the strength of the Tiansheng Kingdom's immortal sect. If I don't see it with my own eyes, how can I know the difference?"
"Yan'er is also curious, is there any immortal gate in the South Country?" Luo Yan asked curiously.
A mocking voice came from Yan Yujiao beside her: "In our Southern Kingdom, the immortal masters took the initiative to teach martial arts, so why would there be such trouble? Tiansheng Kingdom just likes to use these empty names."
"You're right. The Tiansheng sect was founded with the sole purpose of enriching the immortal sects and establishing its reputation as the greatest. This goes against the original aspirations of spiritual cultivators, which are to be selfless. However, the more intense the battles between the various sects, the better. After all, this prince loves to watch the show." A man in a white jade robe was approaching from behind the stairs. He was followed by three or four sturdy warriors, their eyes gleaming with cold murderous intent. They were clearly well-trained warriors.
Looking at the man, Yan Nan's eyes were sly: "I didn't expect that Prince Beiyan would also come to Penglai Island."
"If you can come, why can't I? I've already said that I love watching plays. I haven't had enough of the last play!" Bei Yan said with a smile, "I heard that the second prince of Tiansheng also chose Penglai Island to practice. I'm very curious about the strength of Penglai Island!"
Hearing him say this, Yan Nanshuang ignored him.
However, the Tiansheng Kingdom's Immortal Gate was established only a few months ago, but the territory is complex, and the Immortal Gate is built on the top of the mountain. This is a project that only ordinary people can accomplish, which is enough to make people admire it.
Let’s talk about halfway up the mountain.
Yun Mian, wearing a veil, panted tiredly as she looked at the tall man in front of her who had almost become a dark shadow. She complained a little, "If you knew, I wouldn't have chosen this Penglai Immortal Gate. What a shabby road, and how can I climb such a high mountain?"
"Princess, it is said that this mountain ladder is used to train the sincerity of the disciples who want to worship the immortal sect in the first step. Didn't the prince just say that if you can't even climb this mountain ladder, then let alone the Penglai Immortal Sect, it will be difficult to become a powerful person even if the world of spiritual cultivation is really opened in the future." Biyu recalled what Mu Linyuan said. She just said it by force. After all, the eldest lady's temper has been getting worse and worse recently, and it is difficult to serve her.
Looking at Mu Linyuan who didn't even turn back, Yun Mian's heart was already itching with hatred towards Yun Miao: "It's all that bitch's fault. Ever since she plotted against me, the prince has obviously taken the rumors in the palace to heart. Although he still treats me well, he is obviously a little distant..."
"Princess, don't think too much about it. After all, the prince is also a man and a prince at that. If it were another woman, I'm afraid... the prince would still like you, but there would always be some barriers in his heart, and he would need time to think it over." Biyu said cautiously.
When Yun Mian heard this, her face turned green. "When I become a spiritual practitioner, I will definitely not let that bitch go!"
When she thought about the fact that Yun Miao’s strength was now above hers, she no longer felt tired looking at the stairs in front of her.
I gritted my teeth and continued to climb up.
Mu Linyuan, who was in front, listened to Qi Yang's report: "Your Highness, the Third Prince is now also on Penglai Island."
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