The next morning.

The immortal squinted his eyes and sat under the loquat tree in the yard. While peeling the loquats for himself, he squinted his eyes and thought about something in a daze.

After switching to the state, he couldn't remember the other things in the past three days, so he vaguely remembered that he had got a wooden box, which was a rice cake... The rice cake monster sent it, which seemed to be related to Chu Wanning's birthday gift.

But more, he couldn't recall it.

The Immortal Lord dared not take it lightly. After all, he thought that Master Mo was a very scheming bird. He seemed loyal and honest, but in fact he was hypocritical and had many kinds of intestines.

He is not like himself, handsome, upright, domineering, mighty, and sincere in dealing with others.

An honest person like me is really at a disadvantage.

The Immortal Lord sighed, and a deep light flashed in his purple-black eyes. The loquat juice was very sticky. He raised his hand and licked his fingertips, absorbing the traces of fresh sweetness, and thought to himself: You can't lose! I am an emperor, and I know much more about competing for favor in the harem than the other himself! The so-called only by knowing yourself and knowing others can win every battle. As long as I see Grandmaster Mo's gift in advance, I can fight back and suppress him!

But it is one thing to long to know Master Mo’s gift, but how to know it is another profound knowledge.

He does not expect to communicate with himself spiritually. Master Mo can only be aware of him.

Then why not... try to let Chu Wanning go for a confusing speech?

No, no.

This idea was quickly rejected by the Immortal Lord himself.

Looking back on his previous life, Song Qiutong always dressed up every festival, and came to please him in a very beautiful manner, and asked him indirectly whether "Sister Chu" had prepared any gifts for him.

He was holding a sense of evil fire in his heart at that time. Looking at Song Qiutong's seemingly smart but actually stupid head, it took a lifetime of cultivation to not curse - what are you doing! What are you asking! Chu Wanning just didn't give me a holiday gift, are you satisfied!!!

But every time he didn't yell, but suppressed his anger, sneered away the gloomy face of a smile, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that the queen would care so much about Concubine Chu, and she had to follow him if she gave a gift."

A panic flashed across Song Qiutong's beautiful face. She became more and more obedient and charming because of fear, hoping to win the mercy of the king.

So she hurriedly said, "I just can't make up my mind and want to know what Concubine Chu wants..."

"Oh... I want to understand Concubine Chu's intentions." The Immortal Lord slowly soaked these words between his lips, and suddenly sneered, his eyes were like a cold sword coming out of the box, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"So, are you trying to show that you, the queen, are unrighteous, and plan to be a concubine like him, or just be demoted to a concubine?"

Song Qiutong was so scared that she staggered and kowtowed repeatedly.

At that time, he felt disgust and anger at the same time in his heart, fighting and fighting. The palace maid who witnessed this incident only said that the emperor was moody, but no one knew about it - even Song Qiutong himself didn't know that he was really touched by her - he was under house arrest for Chu Wanning for so long, but he had only gained a person, but seemed to have never gained a heart.

As for the obedience, surrender and admiration he longed for, it was more like the cold moon in the nine heavens, out of reach.

Even over the years, he has not received any festive gifts from Chu Wanning... Even when the snow is deep on New Year's Eve, the "Happy New Year" he secretly expects is a delusion.

Song Qiutong stabbed his self-esteem and made him worry. He mocked him for nothing and gaining nothing. He was just a lonely man and a pitiful ghost who seemed to be determined to win but was actually deeply resentful.

She actually dared...how dare she!!!

The emperor was so angry that his face turned blue, and Song Qiutong was so scared that his face turned pale. He stared at her sinisterly, and he couldn't speak out the truth. She had no idea what mistakes he had made.

At that time, neither the emperor nor the empress realized that she lost her favor from the beginning.

yes.

Can't ask Chu Wanning.

After ending this memory, the Immortal Lord became more and more determined to his thoughts.

The essence of competing for favor lies in the calmness of the clouds and winds, and it seems that it is not advisable to plan and jump out to expose yourself to death from the beginning.

But how can Yun Danfengqing inquire about Master Mo's actions?

There is not much time left for him. Tomorrow is Chu Wanning's birthday. He only has these last few hours to win this counter-application battle.

In the midst of contemplation, the immortal king saw the dog head chasing a butterfly running past him. The dog head noticed his gaze, stopped suddenly, squinted his head, and looked at the troubled ex-Emperor with its usual slutty and squinted eyes. The dog's eyes were full of wisdom and care.

The Immortal Lord has an idea.

Have it!

"Good dog head, good dog head, come." While Chu Wanning went out to explore the spirit of the plants and trees in Nanping Mountain, the immortal king hugged the dog head and placed it on his legs. Then, with a self-smelling and actually very scary smile, rubbed its dog paws. "I know you are the smartest, and you should be able to understand what I said."

Dog head: "…"

"I ask you, do you know that the previous Japanese seats got a wooden box?"

Dog Head: "Woo..."

"Can you be obedient and bring that box to me?"

"Wuwuwu..." I can't do it.

The fairy king's face darkened a little, but he still smiled and said, "How about you give me a piece of flesh and bone?"

"Woom!" Two!

"Okay, two are just two."

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"Wang!!"

The dog's head shook its tail and jumped out of the arms of the Immortal Lord. Dada da ran to the depths of a certain inconspicuous grass. After a while, it became a traitor to Master Mo, and dug out the wishes that Master Mo had hidden in a box, and sent them to Master Mo with dirt.

"So fast?"

"Woof, woof!" That's right, you don't even see who I am.

The Immortal Lord was very satisfied and smiled and touched the dog's head: "I am such a good dog, I will give you the title--"

Why Feng hadn't figured it out yet? Suddenly, he heard familiar footsteps outside the gate of the courtyard. The Faxianjun's face changed and he immediately raised his hand to put his wishes into a box. He received them in his arms with lightning speed.

Then he turned back with a calmness that nothing happened: "Wanning is back."

The dog's head also shook its tail calmly with nothing to happen, and stuck out its tongue at Chu Wanning in a flattering manner.

Chu Wanning, who came back from patrolling the mountain, looked at the man and the dog, and always felt a mysterious conspiracy roaming between them: "...what are you doing?"

The Immortal Lord quickly changed the topic: "How is my harem?"

Chu Wanning said: "Your Xiao Cui and Xiao Hong are dead."

"!!!" Taxianjun was shocked, "What?!!"

"Last night, the Xiangfei bamboo and red begonia you planted on the south hillside were all blown down. I told you not to plant it in the rock wall against the wind. If you don't listen, you can only give you a memory next time."

The Immortal Lord was immediately sad and he stopped doing it.

That was the plants and trees he planted with Chu Wanning when he had just returned to Nanping Mountain! Although he had been calling those flowers and plants his harem to tease Chu Wanning, there were more than just concubines in the harem. He actually secretly sealed the trees they planted together as princesses and princesses.

Now their child has died, what is wrong?

"No! I want to go and have a look!"

"What do you think?" Chu Wanning saw that he was teasing him and took him seriously. He immediately pulled him over and said to him, "I cast a spell and have brought back all the broken flowers and plants."

"All of them are picked up?"

“All of them are picked up.”

The Immortal Lord stared at him. After a while, Chu Wanning was suddenly opened her smile and hugged her firmly before he could react.

"..." Chu Wanning was wrapped around her waist and hugged her whole body, and smiled with a dazed and helpless smile, "What are you doing..."

The Immortal Lord was sitting, Chu Wanning stood, and the Immortal Lord's head was pressed against Chu Wanning's abdomen and ribs. He wanted to rub it, but he couldn't let go of his stern voice. Finally, he said in a muffled voice: "I... I am happy."

This is Chu Wanning's heart. He will feel sorry for the flowers, plants and trees he planted are destroyed by the wind and rain, and he will save them for him without saying a word. The dead trees still reappear in spring. His heart, which had once withered, finally gradually became bright red, blood, heat and love with Chu Wanning's company.

He was finally able to walk into the light carefully.

In order to let the light shine more for himself and less for Master Mo, the Immortal Lord became increasingly determined to solve the mystery of Master Mo's gift. He had a bad mind, and was different from Master Mo who lived a very clear life. He refused to admit that they were one, so Master Mo was not hostile to the other himself, but he was blushing every day and competed with Master Mo with thick neck.

On the grounds that "I am in a very good mood today, I come to cook in person", Taxianjun quietly locked himself in the kitchen and began to study this wishful thinking.

The experience of the Emperor of the Human World told him that as long as he could open this box, Master Mo's secret would be exposed to his nose.

But the question is, the box is tightly slim, how can it be opened?

——

"The box opens the door!"

Useless.

"You're thinking about it!"

It is still autistic.

"Show you my handsome face."

The box remains motionless.

The Immortal Lord tried all kinds of statements, but couldn't understand them. In the end, he became a little manic, and he actually turned red in his palm and wanted to cut one into two halves!

He suddenly slashed down with a palm, and there was only a clang!

The bench under the box was broken.

But the box is still intact.

"It's ridiculous, I don't believe this evil..." The Immortal Lord said angrily, summoning out his pendant blade and slashing it horizontally and vertically for more than twenty swords. But he was in the kitchen and could not release his spiritual power at will to prevent the house from being blown up, so he could not use one ten thousandth of the power. After slashing for a long time, the box was still safe and sound.
To be continued...