Chapter 17: Extinct in ashes (1)

When I slept in the middle of the night, someone outside was crackling at the door. I didn't sleep well because I recognized the bed. After listening to him take a picture, I got up and put on a robe to answer the door. Under the cool and faint starlight outside the door, Nana stood in front of me with red eyes, holding the sleeping dumpling in his hands. As soon as I saw me, the tangled eyebrows stretched a lot, and said anxiously: "The God said yesterday that the third watch can be awakened by the third watch. Now that the third watch has passed, the little girl is still not awake. The little face is getting redder and red. The maidservant is very anxious and has no other way to alarm God..."
Halfway through sleep, Nana entered the room and lit a candle. I carried the dumpling on the bed and touched it from head to toe, and Fang was relieved.
Little Wawa's drink volume is naturally shallow, but I didn't expect the dumplings to drink so shallowly. Seeing Nana was still anxious, he smiled soothingly with her: "The little baby who was waiting was drunk with fruit wine, and it was true that he woke up after the third watch, but this time I underestimated the dumpling. According to his momentum, it was about going to sleep. Tomorrow morning. His face has turned red, which is a good symptom. It is because the wine is gradually coming out, you don't have to worry."
Nana was obviously relieved.
I looked at her bright red eyes and moved in my heart, and said: "Why don't you hug the dumpling and come back, you haven't closed your eyes?"
She smiled embarrassedly.
Originally, God is a compassionate God, so naturally he didn’t want to see Nana, a good girl who could not close her eyes in the middle of the night, so he pulled off the little clothes on the dumplings, wrapped them in clouds, and pushed them into the bed. Nana and Shun smiled and said, "I will spend some time with him again. Guan Bao will be a lively dumpling again tomorrow, but the little doll drank alcohol and must drink some thick stewed porridge when he woke up. You Go back to sleep first, replenish your energy, and bring some porridge over tomorrow morning."
Nana hesitated for a while, and said: "But if the little majesty disturbs the gods rest..."
I stretched out my hand and patted the face of the dumpling and said: "You see that he sleeps like this now, so he was thrown up and rolled until he reached his Qingyun Temple. He would not know how it could disturb me. Rest in peace."
Nana chuckled, got a blessing with me, blew out the candles, and then retired.
Although there is nothing serious about the dumplings, there is constant sweating on his face and body, and it looks like he is sleeping deeply, but he is actually afraid of being uncomfortable. I fetched a basin of water, used a spell to make the whole room warmer, uncovered the cloud cover on him, stripped him naked, and wiped him every half a cup of tea. From the four watchdog days to tossing until Jun Xingri went out on duty.
This night, how can it disturb my rest? I sighed twice in my heart, and put the clothes on the dumplings one by one, only to realize that it is not easy to take a child, and my admiration for Ye Hua instantly went up two or three points. When Nana brought the porridge, I was helping the dumplings to clean up, and I had not taken out the basin on the ground.
Ninena silently looked at the basin on the ground, stunned for a moment, squatted down and twisted the white kerchief in the basin.
Pour out the water again.
When she opened the door and returned, I was finished washing and was tasting the porridge she made. This porridge is refreshing, and I am afraid that children will pick it up, and I put sugar in it. It is a bowl of sweet porridge. I asked her to go back to make a bowl of porridge last night. I was looking for an excuse. At that time, I naturally knew that the dumpling would not wake up early today.
Tuanzi really didn't wake up so early today, so naturally he couldn't bear this bowl of refreshing sweet porridge. I looked at the bowl of porridge in front of me regretfully.
If the porridge can also have ideas, the bowl in front of me, thinking that I have been tossing over and over in the pot for so long, and finally boiled it to the pan, but I can only wait for it to cool down. What a pity they should have after being dumped.
I sighed twice.
Nana pursed her lips and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness has not yet woken up, and this porridge is not good if it is cold. God hasn't eaten breakfast yet. If you don't dislike it, please give God a taste of the craftsmanship of the maid."
Since she is diligent in the first place, how can I refuse, and laughed.
Just finished a bowl of porridge, the eighteen immortals who were waiting for me to enter the water yesterday have come to the yard where I am temporarily staying, and the two leaders each hold a food tray for breakfast. , And the other sixteen are still fruit wines and the like. I sighed twice in my heart. It was really celestial, and Lingbao Tianzun treated the guests kindly and thoughtfully.
I had already used breakfast, and I wanted to make the two leading immortals to withdraw the food tray with breakfast, but found that most of the food tray was filled with cakes and the like. Tuanzi slept all night and half a day. When he woke up, he could just put a pad on his stomach, and then changed his mind to make her two put down the food tray. Only Nana was left guarding the dumplings in the room, and I followed the spirited fairies to soak in the heavenly spring of Lingbao Tianzun.
The road to the nine-fold sky is dotted with many strange rocks and rockeries. These rocks are huge and long. Although it is interesting to see, it is not convenient to walk.
Some roads were originally spacious avenues, but a long boulder was placed in the middle, and the avenue was split into two paths. If you go this way, you will be a bit particular. One of the most important is the gossip about right and wrong. Imagine that the gossip victim is standing on the other side of the stone. How should we end it? If the victim of this gossip is still a powerful and careful victim, how should it end?
In this way, the two Xiaoxian'e who are only a stone apart from me at the moment, who don't know where to work, really want to be grateful for the magnanimity of the gods, who are not prudent victims. If the two of her met today is Si Ming Xingjun, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At first I stopped, but it was because these two gossiping little Xian'e mentioned Princess Miao Qing.
Last night I went back to my house and rested without waiting for the result of Ye Hua’s cooking. Although I thought the process of Miao Qing and Su Jin’s troubles was rather boring, I was still quite interested in the result of this incident. This is like reading a playbook. Although you can only see half of the process and the result you can guess, of course you can ignore the other half of the process, but you have to flip through the results anyway to see if you guessed correctly or is it wrong. Right now, I think it is exactly this mood.
One of the two lazy little Xian'e said: "Then Miao Qing from the West Sea, when I saw her, I knew she was restless, and something happened last night."
Another said: "I don't know what she has committed. I asked the sister Hong Yuan who was on duty for the king last night. She didn't want to say anything and scolded me."
The previous one said again: "It is a very shameful thing to think about, so I drew Jun Shang and must drive that Miao Qing down to the West Sea. But I heard that last night our mother went to plead for Miao Qing and was in Jun Shang's study room. Kneeled in the middle of the night."
The latter sighed: "Why is this my mother. But then again, our mother is really an inexhaustible mother, she is beautiful and has a good temper, but I don't know why the Lord can't look down on her. I Since I was assigned to the Niangniang Palace, I have never seen the Lord come up to visit the Niangniang. It was the undecent thing that the undecent young master raised by the snake in Beihai last time was stirred up, and Tianjun was furious. But when I heard that sister Xue Zhu rushed to the study to report the matter to Jun Shang, Jun Shang did not even lift his eyelids."
The former sighed: "Although this is not what we should care about as maids, the empress is after all the concubine of the emperor, but the emperor is like there is no empress living in Xiwu Palace. It’s not easy. It’s not easy, it’s not easy."
The last one said again: "The Lord is now fascinated by the of the nine-tailed fox in Qingqiu. I heard that the of the nine-tailed fox is used to deceiving people. That will be the king in the future. The concubine of Zheng. Now she and Junshang are not yet married, and have tied Junshang so tightly. I don't know what kind of description it is after marriage. Junshang was entangled by her a few months ago. Qingqiu, the empress was afraid that the monarch would be indulging in personal affairs and left the business in hand. She deliberately asked Qinghua sister to go to Qingqiu to raise something, but she didn't want to work hard and was bombarded back."
The previous one also sighed: "Oh, our mother is so kind and compassionate, I am afraid that we will suffer a lot from Qingqiu's God in the future."
The two were silent for a while, and the eighteen immortals standing on the side of the stone with me held their breath, and the two leading ones had to go through the stone.
I lifted the folding fan to block it. The two Xian'e glanced at me with an anxious look, and I smiled kindly at them.
The two Xiaoxian'e next door were in high spirits, and the silence was naturally only a short silence. Presumably, they all felt deeply for Su Jin in that silence. Because I have experienced their lush years, I expect that after this transition, they must be discussing the nine-tailed white fox I am used to deceiving people.
Living for so many years is not in vain.
One of the little Xian'e said seriously: + "You have heard that the God of Qingqiu, seems to be 140,000 years old."
Another was surprised: "I'm 140,000 years old. This, this, isn't this an old woman? I'm 90,000 years older than Junshang, so she can be Junshang's grandmother. She has a good face. It's so thick, even though it's a marriage contract with the king, it's a bit too big to dominate the king at this age."
The previous one agreed: "Yes, yeah, I don’t know how to be ashamed, I must have used magic to confuse the Lord. Alas, I only hope that the Lord will see the face of this God and understand our mother’s attitude towards him. Fan infatuated, come back to Empress."
This is basically a summary, and they must have had a good time talking about right and wrong.
I just wanted to hear a gossip of Miao Qing, but unexpectedly I met Su Jin's handmaid who arranged me behind her back. What they said was so venomous, if I were still the seventeenth in Kunlun Xu, I would fix them so that my parents would not recognize them. Fortunately, I have been cultivating for 70,000 years, and now I have entered a state of selflessness. Looking at things in the world, such as the superb realm of the floating clouds that day, I don’t care about them. I only recruited two leaders who just wanted to get out of the stone. Xian'e, hiding her fan and asking in a low voice: "I vaguely seem to remember that there is one rule in the heavens that can not be arbitrarily discussed with God?"