"Lord Demon Lord, Yin Ji'an is your imperial brother Yunxuan."
The word "Yunxuan" sounded loudly, as if it had passed through many obstacles and penetrated into Tantai's ears.
In an instant, many pictures flashed through his mind, and finally he settled on a handsome face with a youthful quality.
He smiled wildly: "Brother Emperor."
Tantai's mind was shaken, and he suddenly looked at Yin Ji'an with disgust.
The memories he had abandoned seemed to slowly flood into his mind.
Tantai didn't know why he threw away these memories, let alone which ones he threw away.
His head suddenly hurt again, and Tantai frowned, trying to drive away those things that irritated him.
"Yunxuan." He covered his head and spat out his deep voice with difficulty.
Yin Ji'an's pupils dilated and he pursed his lips: "Brother Emperor, did you remember something?"
He clenched the hands hidden in his sleeves and tried his best to endure the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, but his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.
He had been waiting for this "Yunxuan" for too long.
He Baobao was also shocked, but she could only hide her unspeakable shock.
"Big Devil." Knowing that the Big Devil had another headache, He Baobao held his head and gently stroked his temples.
Seeing this, Yin Ji'an was also very anxious. He wanted to go up, but was stopped by Yi Gu, who shook his head at him.
He glanced at He Baobao and retreated silently.
Tantai had a splitting headache, and a pair of soft hands gently pressed his temples. He smelled the familiar scent, and the pain seemed to be relieved a lot.
Tantai closed his eyes and forced himself to wake up.
"Sir, I will come here first today. He has a severe headache now."
And whoever receives such news suddenly needs time to relax.
"Okay, if you have anything, just tell me."
Yin Jian also knows the current situation in Tantai, so there is no point in continuing to talk.
He Baobao nodded and disappeared with Tantai.
Fortunately, she learned some techniques from Wu Yue yesterday, otherwise, she wouldn't know what to do at this moment.
"Big devil, you are so heavy!!" He helped the person to the big bed in Qiyuan Hall with difficulty. He Baobao couldn't breathe.
Tantai did not reply to her. He frowned and leaned against the bed with his brows pinched. There was a sense of vulnerability on his usually calm and handsome face.
"Okay, there is no one here now, but my head still hurts." He Baobao continued to rub his temples.
"pain."
It felt like something was coming out of the depths of my mind.
In fact, it didn't hurt much. Compared with what he had experienced before, it was nothing, but he couldn't help but say it hurt.
"Rub it." Tantai touched her hand and signaled not to listen.
He Baobao curled his lips. He usually looked at the domineering lion, but now he looked like a little sheep begging to be petted. The contrast was so cute.
Seeing the tiredness and irritability between his brows, he said softly: "If it still hurts, just close your eyes and rest for a while."
She didn't ask about what she had just heard. Tantai didn't talk about it, so she didn't mention it. The left and right systems had told her before, and she knew about it.
"Yes." Tantai responded through his nose and closed his eyes obediently.
It was rare to see him so obedient, and He Baobao, an old aunt, almost felt her heart melt.
Just as he was about to stand up and light his most commonly used incense, his wrist was grabbed by a big hand.
Tantai opened his eyes suddenly, clear and translucent: "What are you going to do?"
"Go and light your usual incense."
The incense soothes the mind and calms the mind, and is also useful in treating headaches. He will feel better if he lights it.
"You sit down."
He ordered in a deep voice, and with a flash of his fingertips, the incense was automatically lit.
He Baobao curled his lips and sat back.
Gradually, Tantai fell asleep, and his angular profile became less sharp and more gentle at this moment, looking extremely well-behaved.
This was the first time He Baobao saw him sleeping soundly in front of her. His unwary look seemed to be a silent trust in her.
His gaze passed over his full forehead, high bridge of nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and finally landed on his protruding Adam's apple. He Baobao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Her big devil is indeed unusually handsome, how can he be so handsome?
I couldn't help but reached out and poked the side of his face, muttering: "It would be nice if I could be this gentle and convenient on weekdays."
"This is much cuter than human-shaped ice cubes."
Suddenly seeing his eyebrows furrowed, He Baobao quickly smoothed his eyebrows and couldn't help humming a tune.
This is a tune that her family often sang to her when she was a child. It is melodious and sweet, and is a must-have tune for lulling her to sleep.
If she wasn't afraid that the big devil would wake up suddenly, she would really want to call him Tantai baby and sleep well.
Influenced by Tantai, He Baobao also felt a little sleepy. She yawned and fell asleep lying on the bedside.
In a hazy moment, his body became light and he fell into a soft cloud. He Baobao turned over and fell into a deep sleep.
It was already dawn when I woke up again, and the sunlight came in playfully, making Baby He squint his eyes.
It turned out that the big devil had opened the curtains at some point, making the room bright. The big devil had disappeared, and she herself had fallen asleep on the bed without knowing when.
The witches brought her clothes to wash, and He Baobaobao gritted his teeth and tried his best to ignore their fiery eyes exposed outside the veil.
It seems like teasing, like looking at, like suddenly realizing.
He Baobao buried his face in the basin and heard the subtle chatter behind him.
"It turns out that my little master will look like this when he grows up. He is much more beautiful than that self-proclaimed number one fairy in the world of immortality."
"Our little master is naturally beautiful and graceful. How can he be compared to that of the Pheasant Fairy?"
"My little master is so good-looking, it's no wonder that your Majesty hides your beauty in a golden house and takes care of it yourself."
He Baobao:...What the hell?!
The two people talked more and more enthusiastically: "You don't know this, right? Your Majesty is wise and discerning. If you don't arrest the young master by your side quickly, you can act first. What should you do if someone kidnaps you?"
"I heard that Your Majesty was angry yesterday because Mr. Yin got closer to the young master. He was angry and jealous. Now the news has spread throughout the Demon Palace."
He Baobao was stunned and almost choked on the water. She wanted to raise her head, but was afraid of scaring them and embarrassing herself, so she pretended to cough a few times.
"Ahem..."
The two witches looked at each other, shut up quickly, pushed each other and ran out.
"It's so weird that you hide a beauty in a golden house and you're jealous of Mr. Yin. How come I didn't know about it?!"
He Baobao patted his face that was a little hot, and felt that the ancients also knew how to gossip, but they didn't eat the melon accurately enough, but the rumors spread very quickly.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, He Baobao would almost believe it.
"If the big devil hears this, he will have to send them to the far north."
However, what He Baobao didn't expect was that the people in the Demon Palace were very calm about her sudden change. It seemed that it had something to do with the simple customs of the Demon Realm.