Marrying a Former Supreme God
Eating Vinegar (Jealous)
Xiu Jimei always paid attention to the Spirit Flower. He also cares about the people around his mother. No exception to the Spirit Flower. The pink-clothed man had accompanied her since childhood, taking care of her and taking good care of her. The Spirit Flower was already like half a brother or half a father to him.
"Are you okay?" Xiu Jimei was a little worried. She knew the Spirit Flower liked to sell her pretended grief, but this time she was lazy to dismantle her acting.
The Spirit Flower touched her slightly red face. "Pinky has a fever. The employer's son must take care of Pinky."
"Oh."
Xiu Jimei examined the forehead of the Spirit Flower. Little hot. If the Spirit Flower was a peach tree at this time, it would have fallen off or the tree would have withered slightly then due to illness.
"In that case, I'll prepare the medicine for you."
"The employer's son is always the best."
"..." - ".Everyone watching inevitably sneered a little.
Even Ming Zise could not bear it. His face was dark and he wanted to pull Xiu Jimei to his side. How dare that spirit peach tree provoke him?
With a dark face, Ming Zise smiled coldly at the Spirit Flower. "As a healing flower spirit, you fell ill? You are so weak."
The Spirit Flower did not care about her. "I am weak. Otherwise, the employer's son isn't safe taking care of me."
Ming Zise this time spilled vinegar on her stomach. That damn guy is really shameless more than himself.
Xiu Jimei looked at Ming Zise displeased, but he was also worried about the Spirit Flower. "Alright, don't fight, let's find a suitable place to rest. Tomorrow we must continue on our way."
Shortly after, a dark guard of the Imperial Palace came to pick them up. But the atmosphere looked calmer so the dark guard was also at a loss as to what to say.
"What's suddenly coming? There's no way we should be out of the woods, right?" guess Yan Yujie.
The dark guard who had just received an order from the Imperial Palace would inevitably directly shake his head.
"Since everything is fine now, the emperor does not ask you to return. But the other participants have been moved to the current safe location and will continue the journey tomorrow. What about your group? Do you want to continue your journey or stay in an emergency evacuation first?" The dark guard was not shy at all just a little awkward.
"We continue our journey" Xiu Jimei said.
"Then, be careful. The spy bird will always be monitoring around. If there's anything, we'll be here soon." The dark guards saluted their fists and prepared to leave.
"Tonight you guys were slow to come. It's too late to help" muttered Xiu Jimei.
Another dark guard in the darkness almost slipped from the tree branch. It's their fault. But who made murderous spirit tendrils so troublesome?
They did not say anything more and immediately left them. Xiu Jimei's group is also looking for a more comfortable place to rebuild the tent. Then Xiu Jimei prepared the medicine for the Spirit Flower.
The Spirit Flower really talked a lot with Xiu Jimei so as not to let Ming Zise take the chance at all. Ming Zise was annoyed and her face had darkened a long time ago. If this Flower Spirit was his subordinate, he might have already sent him to the darkest forest in the Realm of the Gods to hunt the mythical beasts.
Unfortunately, the Flower Spirit was the people of Xiu Jimei. And the girl also cares about her people. Ming Zise could only eat vinegar tonight. It was only after the Spirit Flower took the medicine that Xiu Jimei asked her to enter the innate spiritual room to rest. The four ancient divine saint beasts were also there. They were impossible because there were no orders, so chose to be quiet.
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"She looks like she's really tired?" The ancient white spirit tiger guessed that the Spirit Flower was really sick.
"Maybe the old injury is still there and tonight is quite tiring." The Tuit Tuit only chirped lightly and chose to alight above the head of the ancient spirit white tiger.
"So he didn't lie about his fever?"
Tuit Tuit rolled his eyeballs. "Fur your head! He only lacked fluids until the tree was a bit dry. Of course his body was hot but not a fever. He just didn't drink it in the first place."
"..." - ".Does a tree that is not watered mean thirst but not fever because of illness? The ancient white tiger spirit is entrenched.
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In the morning, all the participants continued their journey. Although the forest was a little messy because of the fight last night, it did not dampen their spirit to look for forest treasures.
Xiu Jimei and the others prepared breakfast. They make soup from ingredients found in the forest. Ming Zise was still slightly sulking so Xiu Jimei had to persuade her.
“Are you still angry about what happened last night?” ask Xiu Jimei.
“No.” Ming Zise sighed. He was a little embarrassed actually if he had to show his anger.
“Then why haven't you talked to me since last night?”
“I'm just a little tired.”
“You didn't even do anything that drained a lot of energy last night, how could you just get tired?” muttered.
Ming Zise could not argue at all. He was actually just looking for a random reason. He just hugged Xiu Jimei and kissed his head. No matter how many pairs of eyes saw him at the moment, Ming Zise showed her possession.
Xiu Jimei was a little embarrassed but did not shy away. Others pretended not to see. Single dogs like them do not deserve to comment on jealousy. As for Xiu Jikai, he simply rolled his eyeballs. No comments, forget it.
But that doesn't mean the spy birds around them don't know at all. All scenes fall into the eyes of the blue hummingbird.
In the imperial palace, the Emperor of the Baka Realm, Fu Heng as well as the emperor's confidence eunuch saw it all.
It turned out that the very handsome white brocade-robed man was Xiu Jimei's fiancee named Ming Zise. Fu Heng knew this and did not want to eat the jealousy of the young man. In the past, Fu Chan Yin was robbed by Xiu Jichen as a phoenix star. And now it was Xiu Jimei's turn to be robbed by Ming Zise.
Not to mention the age of Ming Zise and Xiu Jichen was almost the same that both of them were old cows eating young grass. Poohs! Fu Heng sneered in his heart. The young-faced old men pretended to be young, very embarrassing!
“Then, who controlled the killer spirit tendrils before?” ask the emperor's trust.
“This may still have something to do with my grandson's enemies,” Fu Heng replied.
“Enemy? Which cultivator dares to be hostile to your grandson, Xiu Jimei?”
“It should be from the Realm of the Gods,” he replied again as he sighed helplessly. “Or Nature Hell. From anywhere it shouldn't be a good thing. But luckily my grandson is smart and strong so those enemies might be overwhelmed at the moment,”.
“Then, this matter is not our turn to interfere,” muttered Natural Emperor Baka was a little helpless.