The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort

Fu Huan was held in Si Qing's arms, and he could feel Si Qing's slightly trembling body and arms tightening from time to time.

Si Qing held Fu Huan in his arms, and only after seeing her wake up safely did her heart, which had been tense for a long time, relax, but when she thought of what Fu Huan had done for him, her heart throbbed hard. A little helpless, more distressed.

She made such a big sacrifice, what should he give her back?

"Fu Huan, is it worth it?" Si Qing let go of her, put his hands on Fu Huan's shoulders, looked into her eyes, and made a slight sound.

"Of course it's worth it." Fu Huan smiled slightly, "At least for now, none of us have been hurt, right?"

Si Qing frowned, and for some reason, a little irritability suddenly leaked out from the bottom of his heart.

She exhausted her whole life's cultivation, and still said that she was not harmed?

"Siqing, I know how much the Emperor of Heaven obsesses Chunmeng. Unless Chunmeng kills her own life, the Emperor of Heaven will not let her go in this lifetime."

"You want to take Chunmeng away, unless you can turn against the heaven, but you and I know the price you have to pay if you turn against the heaven."

Fu Huan's expression became serious, and he glanced at Si Qing again after speaking.

Seeing that Si Qing's expression was still complicated, Fu Huan changed the subject and boldly took Si Qing's hand, "I have no cultivation now, and I will have to rely on you, Lord Mingshen, to protect me from now on."

Si Qing could sense the true thoughts in her heart, knowing that she was comforting him, he couldn't help but squeeze Fu Huan's hand tightly, and by the way, embraced her in his arms.

Right now, I just want to hug her.

Fu Huan huddled in Si Qing's arms, feeling more and more that what he did this time was too worthwhile. With the other hand, he boldly wrapped his arms around Si Qing's waist, with a sweet smile on his lips.

"By the way, have you settled Chunmeng?" Fu Huan asked about Chunmeng.

"En." Si Qing nodded.

Hearing this, Fu Huan also relaxed, and took the initiative to let go of Si Qing, "It's getting late, and you can't stay here for too long, go back first."

"Then I'll come and see you tomorrow." Si Qing looked at Fu Huan quietly.

"I'll talk about it after I've taken care of my body. I've just moved into the heaven, and there are many eyes watching from outside. You can't come here with Wuji Tianzun every day." Fu Huan is well aware of the serious relationship between them. Now she can't Be with Si Qing in an open and aboveboard manner.

Hearing this, Si Qing nodded slightly, and before leaving, he gave Fu Huan another jade bottle.

"Three pills a day, don't eat too much." After Si Qing said, he patted Fu Huan's head.

"Hmm." Fu Huan pursed her lips.

...

This day, Fu Huan's heart was always sweet.

Never for a moment did I feel that it was so worthwhile and so happy to lose my life's cultivation.

"Master, why are you so happy?" Ziyu boiled the medicine that Emperor Ziwei had ordered, and when he brought it in for Fu Huan, he saw Fu Huan leaning on the bed with a smile on his lips.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something fun." Fu smiled happily, reaching out to take the medicine bowl in Ziyu's hand.

Fu Huan held the medicine bowl, blew on it softly, and after taking a sip, he raised his eyes to look at Ziyu, "Today Wuji Tianzun and Lord Mingshen came to visit me in my room, remember to prepare some small gifts for them to express our gratitude." .”

Ziyu was startled when he heard the words, and then quickly understood the meaning of Fu Huan's words, "Well, don't worry, master, Wuji Tianzun and Lord Mingshen came into your room together to visit you today."

"Grandma Yu, you are indeed a smart person." Fu Huan chuckled lightly, feeling even better.

Ziyu smiled and said, "It seems that Master is in a good mood for a reason."

"En." Fu Huan nodded without denying it.

"However, there are so many eyes and ears in this heaven, master, it's better not to get too close to Mr. Underworld God." Ziyu reminded Fu Huan.

"I understand, I have my own measure." After Fu Huan said, he drank the medicine soup in the medicine bowl in one gulp.

After drinking, Fu Huan lay down, closed his eyes and took a nap.

She was alone in the room, Fu Huan lay down for a while, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly thought of the catastrophe that Emperor Ziwei said.

Now she, except for a little light work and weak spiritual power, has almost no skills. If a catastrophe comes, how should she deal with it.

If she couldn't handle it, wouldn't she be dying?

Fu Huan suddenly felt the seriousness of the matter, and his heart began to feel uneasy.

After staying in Huangyu Pavilion for another two days, Fu Huan's body was fine, and on this day, the Heavenly Emperor also came to Huangyu Pavilion.

Facing the Emperor of Heaven now, Fu Huan always felt guilty.

"Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven." In the hall of Huangyu Pavilion, Fu Huan bowed to the Emperor of Heaven.

"If you're not in good health, you don't need to be polite." The Emperor of Heaven waved his hand towards Fu Huan.

Fu Huan thanked her and sat down beside her.

"I heard from Emperor Ziwei that your astrology has changed, and a catastrophe will come. Now your life's cultivation has also disappeared?" The Heavenly Emperor raised his eyebrows and asked Fu Huan to confirm this.

Fu Huan bit her lip, and nodded slightly, "When I returned to Huangyu Pavilion that day, I fainted out of nowhere. When I woke up, my father told me that I had been fainted for fifteen whole days, and I even lost my cultivation."

"So I speculated that it might have something to do with the variation of the astrology." Fu Huan added.

Hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven let out a long sigh, "That's really a pity."

Fu Huan's phoenix divine power was of great use to him, but now that his cultivation has been completely lost, it really exceeded his expectations.

But things have come to this, there is no other way.

"During this period of time, you don't need to go to Emperor Qinghua's place anymore. Your cultivation has been completely lost, and you can't do much if you go there. Let's raise Ansheng in this Huangyu Pavilion." The Heavenly Emperor said.

Fu Huan nodded, "Thank you Heavenly Emperor."

"Well, now that your Huangyu Pavilion has moved to the Heaven Realm, if you need anything, you can send someone to report it. If you need more manpower, you can just find the Queen of Heaven." After the Heavenly Emperor finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Fu Huan felt that her conscience was really being condemned!

After sending the Emperor away, Fu Huan ordered someone to move a rocking chair to the back garden.

In the back garden, Fu Huan was sitting on a rocking chair, basking in the sun and eating fruits leisurely. Now she doesn't have to go to Emperor Qinghua's place, and she has recovered half of her free body.

With more time left, she can also secretly do some things she wants to do.

for example……

Go to the floating tree.

Thinking of the Floating Tree, Fuhuan couldn't sit still for a moment, got up quickly, and hurriedly walked towards the gate of Huangyu Pavilion.

Approaching the gate, before stepping out, I saw Leng Yuan walking towards her Huangyu Pavilion with a bamboo bell.

"Huan'er is going to go out?" Leng Yuan smiled when she saw Fu Huan standing at the door.

Fu Huan opened his mouth, and quickly made up a nonsense reason, "I'm going to go for a walk in the big garden outside, to breathe fresh air."

"Let's just go together." After Leng Yuan said, she stepped forward and put her arm around Fu Huan, and walked forward together with her.

Inside the Huangyu Pavilion, seeing the scene outside, Ziyu hurried out, and followed Fu Huan and Leng Yuan together with Zhu Ling.

...

"Huan'er, I heard that you suffered from a cold these days, but now you've recovered?" Leng Yuan looked at Fu Huan worriedly.

wind chill?

Fu Huan's eyes changed slightly, and then he suddenly thought of what Emperor Ziwei said, claiming that she was sick, but she didn't expect that Leng Yuan would also be classified as outsiders by Emperor Ziwei.

But since Leng Yuan didn't know that she had fainted, then he didn't tell her so as not to worry her.

"Well, they're all healed." Fu Huan smiled slightly.

"That's good. I came to see you some time ago. Emperor Ziwei kept stopping me from letting me in, but I was so anxious. I just met the Emperor of Heaven. He said that you have recovered, so I stopped by to see you. .”

Fu Huan's face was calm, and after seeing the charming purple clothes on Leng Yuan's body, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are my sister's current clothes all in this color?"

Hearing this, Leng Yuan let go of Fu Huan, opened her arms, and turned around in front of Fu Huan, "I used to dislike this purple the most, but since I was wearing it in Lianchi and waited for Si Qing, I found out that it's purple." Clothes, standing next to him, match perfectly."

"So, I asked someone to order a few more, do they look good?"

Being asked such a question, Fu Huan was a little embarrassed, how should I put it, in the past, Leng Yuan liked to wear light-colored clothes, just like her temperament, gentle and calm, very comfortable to look at.

But this charming purple, deep and flirtatious, always feels weird when worn on Leng Yuan's body, as if Leng Yuan's character has also been changed along with the color of the clothes.

After thinking about it, Fu Huan was a little speechless to herself, she could think of so many things about how to wear clothes.

"Purple is good, but my sister still needs to change to other colors to look good." Fu Huan replied.

"But now I feel that other colors are not as good as this purple." Leng Yuan was very disdainful of Fu Huan's answer.

Isn't it because she can't see her wearing the same color as Si Qing?

Then she just wants to wear it!

Now that Leng Yuan said that, Fu Huan couldn't say anything.

"By the way, Huan'er..." Leng Yuan thought of one thing.

"Um?"

"I heard that Wuji Tianzun and Si Qing visited you two days ago?" Leng Yuan asked.

Fu Huan froze for a moment, then nodded numbly, "Yes, it was Wuji Tianzun who wanted to come to see me, and Master Mingshen happened to be with him, so he came along by the way."

This answer made Fu Huan a little worried.

Now, she likes Si Qing, and Si Qing may have a little bit of meaning for her...

Then, Leng Yuan also likes Si Qing, she always hides her feelings for Si Qing in front of Leng Yuan, which seems not good.

But she dared not tell Leng Yuan about this...

Alas, it's a mess.

"You reminded me." Leng Yuan chuckled.

After finishing speaking, Leng Yuan suddenly approached Fu Huan and whispered in her ear, "I heard that Si Qing is also playing chess in the Wuji Palace today, wait a minute before you pretend to talk to Wuji Tianzun, and then send Ziyu to the Wuji Palace I came to you and said I was sick."

"Then, lead Si Qing to my Cuiling Palace for me, okay?"

Fu Huan frowned, his body froze, and he digested Leng Yuan's words, "What does sister want to do?"

"I had some small conflicts with Si Qing recently. If he knew that I was sick, he would definitely rush to see me. Huan'er, you will definitely help my sister, right?"

"I……"