Outside the door.
Princess Yue Ling gritted her teeth, her small hands clutching the hem of her clothes, still a little nervous.
Would this Fellow Daoist Ning Tian refuse her entry again, like before?
At this moment, the wooden door creaked open and was slowly pushed open.
Princess Yue Ling looked up, and Ning Tian's very familiar ugly face appeared before her.
She paused, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, and she murmured to herself,
"Huh?"
"This Fellow Daoist Ning Tian, why does he not seem so ugly? On the contrary, he's kind of ugly-handsome."
Looking at Ning Tian now, she felt that although he was ugly, his ugliness had a unique charm.
"Fellow Daoist Ning Tian."
At this moment, Princess Yue Ling snapped out of her daze and greeted Ning Tian.
Ning Tian hummed in agreement, then stepped aside to let Princess Yue Ling in.
Although it was a small gesture, Princess Yue Ling's eyes lit up. Was Fellow Daoist Ning willing to talk to her?
Could it be that her sincerity had moved him?
Entering the room,
Ning Tian closed the door.
Princess Yue Ling sniffed the air, asking curiously, "It smells so good, Fellow Daoist Ning, what brand of perfume are you using?"
Perfume?
Ning Tian was taken aback.
Then, his nose twitched slightly as he sniffed the room. Sure enough,
there was a faint, pleasant fragrance. It was
undoubtedly the unique scent of the Queen Mother of the West and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
It was the unique fragrance of the night-blooming jasmine flower of Yaochi.
This fragrance was extremely strong, detectable from afar.
However, compared to the night-blooming jasmine, Ning Tian still preferred the faint jasmine scent on his wife.
Sleeping with her in his arms, he could smell that faint jasmine fragrance—it was incredibly comforting!
It was practically the essential scent to relieve fatigue after a long day.
Ning Tian shook his head and looked at Princess Yueling. "Princess, did you come here just to discuss the fragrance of flowers with me?"
"No, that's not it."
Princess Yueling shook her head and looked at Ning Tian seriously. "Commander Ning, I've come with a request. I hope you will come with me to the forbidden area of the Imperial Palace, to the Yingyue Pavilion, for a discussion."
"The forbidden area of the Imperial Palace?"
Ning Tian narrowed his eyes.
The Queen Mother of the West had just mentioned that the Thunder Heart Fruit was located in this Divine Continent City, and specifically within the forbidden area of the Imperial Palace.
"I wonder if Commander Ning would be willing?"
Seeing that Ning Tian didn't refuse decisively this time, but instead fell into contemplation, Princess Yueling's heart instantly filled with anticipation.
Although Princess Yueling was a princess, she wasn't as spoiled and willful as one might imagine. If it weren't for the importance of that matter to her, she wouldn't have bothered Ning Tian again and again.
A glint of light flashed in Ning Tian's eyes.
He glanced at Princess Yueling and said, "In ancient times, Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage three times; now, Princess Yueling, you ask me three questions. Very well, very well."
"Zhuge Liang?"
Princess Yueling paused, somewhat puzzled. "Who is Zhuge Liang? Is he a predecessor of Zhuge Yu? A person from the Free and Unfettered Holy Land?"
Ning Tian shook his head. "As for who he is, Princess Yueling, you don't need to know. You only need to know that I have already agreed."
"Ah?"
Princess Yueling was taken aback, then a glint of excitement flashed in her beautiful eyes. "Fellow Daoist Ning, you finally agreed?"
"Ahem, yes."
"Seeing your earnest plea, Princess, I couldn't bear it, so I agreed."
Ning Tian coughed lightly. He
wasn't after the Thunder Rising Fruit; he simply wanted to have dinner with the princess. "That's wonderful." Princess Yueling didn't care why Ning Tian had agreed; she only needed his agreement. "Then, Fellow Daoist Ning, why don't we move to Yingyue Pavilion now?" Princess Yueling's beautiful eyes gleamed with a sharp light as she looked at Ning Tian with some impatience. "Yes, let's go." Ning Tian nodded. → Princess Yueling was impatient, and so was he. If he couldn't raise his Heavenly God Body to the intermediate level of Lesser Completion soon, he would be stuck at the peak of the Earth King Realm. Immediately, the two got up and walked out of the room. Pushing open the door, they bumped into Zhu Yuanbao, who had come out to find food. "Ancestor... Commander Ning and Princess Yueling?" Zhu Yuanbao was stunned for a moment, then a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly, "Commander Ning, you finally agreed to Princess Yueling's request!" "Holy Son Tianbao." Princess Yueling greeted Zhu Yuanbao politely. "Grumble." At this moment, Zhu Yuanbao's uncooperative stomach made a protesting sound. "Uh..." "Hehe, I'm hungry." Zhu Yuanbao scratched his head awkwardly. "You glutton, you just finished eating and you're hungry again." Ning Tian rolled her eyes at him.
"Being able to eat is a blessing,"
Zhu Yuanbao chuckled.
"Pfft."
Princess Yueling covered her mouth and giggled, looking at Zhu Yuanbao. "Why don't you come with us, Holy Son of Tianbao? It's perfect timing, my junior sister is here. Her cooking is delicious, and she's hunted a very rare ingredient."
"The dishes she makes are even better than those of my royal chef."
"Really? I'm going!"
Zhu Yuanbao's mouth watered, and he nodded quickly. "How could I refuse Princess Yueling's invitation? Hehe."
Zhu Yuanbao had three vices:
greed, love of food, and lust.
Cough cough.
As the Holy Son of Tianbao Holy Land, he perfectly inherited this fine tradition.
"Then Holy Son of Tianbao, please come with us."
Princess Yueling smiled. One more person would just mean one more pair of chopsticks.
The matters to be discussed would naturally be discussed privately between the two of them.
Next, the three of them left the Fengyu Inn and headed towards the forbidden area of the Imperial Palace in the center of Shenzhou City.
...
...
Forbidden area of the Imperial Palace.
Yingyue Pavilion.
In the kitchen courtyard,
Youqin was watching with great interest as the last remaining swift horse, the Shadow Wind Horse, remained.
"Horse, oh horse, you're so cute,"
Youqin said, slowly walking towards the Shadow Wind Horse.
A cold glint flashed in her hand—a butcher's knife.
"Hiss!?"
The Shadow Wind Horse instinctively backed away, letting out a cry.
The cry probably meant, "When you praise me for being cute, could you please not be holding a knife? I'm scared!
" "Alas, although you're cute, my senior sister said that distinguished guests are coming, so I can only slaughter you with tears in my eyes,"
Youqin sighed.
Thinking of the delicious Heavenly Spirit Mushroom stewed horse meat, tears of sorrow involuntarily streamed down her face.
"Horse, I'm sorry. Blame the distinguished guests,"
Youqin raised the knife.
Then, the horse's pitiful cries echoed through the courtyard.
Hiss!!
…
…
A moment later.
Princess Yueling led the two into the forbidden area of the palace.
This place truly lived up to its reputation as a forbidden area of Shenzhou City; soldiers in armor were everywhere, and their strength was considerable.
However, none of them questioned the group.
After all, Princess Yueling and her companions had no right to stop them.
Soon, the three arrived in front of Yingyue Pavilion.
Zhu Yuanbao smelled an incredibly delicious aroma of meat from afar, and his mouth immediately watered.
(End of Chapter)