Liufang frowned, looked away, and walked into the Xiyuan Pond.
"master."
Liu Fang held his hand, and the pool rippled. After a moment, the man walked out of the pool. His slender body was abnormally pale. If you look carefully, his chest was covered with incredible and weird veins, gathering in the center like a spider web.
.
At the position of his heart, there was a blood-red spar, beating like a heart, sucking the blood from his body. As it beat, a human face slowly appeared.
That's white light water.
Then, it gradually turned into a general evil.
Liufang lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, not daring to look any further.
He took off the coat on the screen, walked forward and put it on the man.
"It's so noisy."
Suddenly his lazy voice came, Liu Fang didn't say anything, he knew that this was not meant for him.
The man walked barefoot on the path of the Xi Garden Pond, Liu Fang following closely behind.
Entering the bedroom, the man lay back on the chaise longue and leaned tiredly on the footrest, as if he was taking a nap.
At this moment, the "human face" on his chest has disappeared.
Liu Fang understood that this was the result of his master suppressing the other two.
"dirty."
The man uttered a word but did not open his eyes.
Liufang understood, and took the clean handkerchief next to him to clean the blood on his body.
Xiyuan Pond is a holy place for healing, but the blood pond there is what the owner hates the most.
What the master hates most is blood.
Liufang had not been with his master for a short time, but he could still figure out a bit about his master's thoughts.
He has a clear mind, extremely smart, and knows how to advance and retreat. This is why he, Maitreya, and Yuanhua serve their master together, but they win the master's favor more than they do.
He also knows the most about his master's "secrets".
There are three different personalities in the master's body.
Perhaps it could be said that he was actually serving three people.
He is naturally aware of the major events that have occurred in the God Realm in recent years, and he also understands the identities of these three people.
If it had been anyone else, I would have been frightened to death, let alone "serving".
But Liufang is not like that.
It was the master who rescued him from hell in the first place.
Therefore, the only one he has served his entire life is his master.
"Liu Fang."
Suddenly, the man with his eyes closed slowly opened them, "Tell me, why can they come back alive? Are they really blessed by gods?"
Liu Fang lowered her eyebrows and asked, "Master, do you believe in gods?"
The man squinted his eyes, curled his lips, and leaned lazily on the imperial concubine's couch, "You don't believe it?"
"In Liufang's eyes, the master is a god."
"Tsk, you are used to saying nice things to please me."
He didn't take Liu Fang's "flattery" to heart, and there was a bit of anger in his lowered eyes.
"I spent a lot of effort to lead them into the underworld, but in the end, I still let them come out alive! Do you think these two people are born to defeat me?"
"They are indeed our clan's formidable enemies. It's just that... my subordinates don't believe that they came back so easily."
Liufang raised her head with a solemn expression.
The man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled.
"You're right, there must be something I don't know about... go and check it out."
"My subordinate understands."
"Go down."
Liufang left, and in her peripheral vision, the man seemed to have fallen asleep.
He quietly exited the dormitory. Outside, the sky was still hazy.
The wild sky looked like this all day long, gloomy, and he didn't like it very much.
In fact, what he just said was not flattery, but sincerity.
The master is indeed his god.
Liufang straightened her clothes and strode away.
…
On the third day after Ling Xuewei and the others returned, Senior Xiaoyao and Senior Baimei set off and embarked on the road to the wilderness again.
Ling Xuewei and Ye Moyan were almost recovered, and they started their busy days again.
After many days of accumulated government affairs and things that needed to be reported, most of the room was backlogged, and Guan Zhixing had been waiting for it early.
"Emperor, madam."
Seeing them, everyone in the room saluted.
Although Ling Xuewei had prepared in advance, she did not expect that there would be nearly a hundred people in attendance.
Ling Xuewei glanced at Guan Zhixing, who was standing aside. He was the one who was worried about their health, and it was he who was exploiting them now.
She didn't even know what to say.
According to Guanzhixing, even if they have "rested" for so long, it's time to do something serious.
To be honest, it is really difficult for Guanzhixing to manage such a large Eastern Region by one person.
There were so many things that needed to be reported that they were countless. So, throughout the next day, Ling Xuewei saw what "half a room's backlog of memorials was backlogged" meant.
This is really not an exaggeration. The study room next door to Ye Moyan's office really has more than half a room of memorials piled up. This is after she has dealt with it a lot before. Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't be enough for one room.
Ling Xuewei once again experienced how difficult it was for Ye Moyan. There were some things that she really couldn't do. The most she could solve were military matters. As for other things, Ye Moyan had to do it himself.
On this day, the two of them met hundreds of people. Even when it got dark outside, there was still an endless stream of people coming to see them.
"I'm talking about Guanzhixing, can you reduce the number of servants as much as possible? If this continues, we won't be able to see them all until dawn."
Ling Xuewei pinched her slightly swollen forehead, but everything else was fine. The generals in the army were quite concise and to the point, and they didn't have so many twists and turns. The key was those who were in politics. They could say a word and make a few rounds before she could hear her.
My head was spinning, and I still couldn’t get to the point for a long time.
The key is that many of those old people from the Eastern Region are pedantic, rigid, and like to say some sarcastic words. They are constantly jumping over her tolerance line!
If she had had her previous temper, she would have been picked up, beaten and thrown out!
But no!
She is now the ninth lady and cannot lose her decency.
"This has been streamlined time and time again. Those who can come in here are at least second-class city lords or above. I don't even let anyone in charge below third-class come here."
Watching the Zhixing is not fast and does not slow down the path.
All right.
Ling Xuewei had nothing to say.
"What about these? The memorial they want to report has already been submitted. Can't they wait for a reply?"
"Some of them have been reviewed and submitted a second time, and some are here to report on the progress... Of course, most of them want to come and see them in person."
As he spoke, he came closer and whispered, "During the absence of the Emperor and his wife, there were many rumors in the Eastern Territory, so they came here to seek peace of mind."
Ling Xuewei understood.
The so-called rumors meant that something happened to her and Ye Moyan, that she died in an accident, or that she was seriously injured in a surprise attack and fell into a coma, etc... Anyway, there were all kinds of rumors, and there were several versions of what she had heard.
The main reason is that they have not appeared in big events in recent times. In addition, there have been frequent disasters in the Eastern Region these days, with turmoil everywhere, and the zombie clan has infiltrated, causing people to panic, so this rumor spread.
