The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

As a subordinate, at your best, you should be obedient and do things as you are told, and don’t ask questions that shouldn’t be asked.

Shiyi was dripping with cold sweat behind his back. His Highness had been acting gentle and harmless these days, which really made him go a little too far. He almost forgot that the real His Highness was not a kind and good person.

Yue Wangjun held his chin and tapped his other hand gently on the wheelchair.

"Eleven, what do you think she would like?"

Shiyi didn't dare to speculate. He just lowered his head and said: "I don't know, but as long as it is a gift from His Highness, most women will like it."

"But she is no ordinary woman."

Yue Wangjun thought hard for a while and remembered what Qian Shu said he wanted when he came up from Wuyuan Cliff that day.

Purple cloud flower and scrophulariaceae sword.

She should be able to get the Purple Cloud Flower, but the Scrophulariaceae Sword Yushanmen would never give it to her.

Then let him borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha and give them to the master.

Yue Wangjun's eyebrows and eyes curled up, and he had already made a plan in his heart.

Chen Ling'er came with Zixiaohua and shouted at the door before entering: "Ye Xuanxin, look what I brought."

Chen Yutong was a few steps behind her and shook his head helplessly, "People don't show their wealth to anyone. It's a good idea for you. If you hold the Purple Cloud Flower, you want everyone in the world to know about it."

"Sister, aren't you protecting me? What am I afraid of?"

Ye Xuanxin put away her swords and walked over with a smile, but her eyes were fixed on the beautiful halo in her hand, and the shape of the flower could not be seen.

"This is the legendary Zixiao flower? Why can't you see what the flower looks like?"

Chen Yutong explained: "Zixiao is extremely vulnerable to failure after leaving the branches and leaves, so it is protected with spiritual power and needs to be used as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go find Senior Sister right away." Ye Xuanxin immediately turned around to find Senior Sister.

But he saw that the senior sister had already come out. Before she could speak, the purple cloud flower in Chen Yutong's hand had already left Chen Yutong's hand, passed through the spiritual barrier, and flew straight towards Qian Shu.

Chen Ling'er's eyes widened, "Senior sister, what's going on? This Zixiaohua is so heartless, isn't she? She ran away before she gave it away?"

"It's not that Zixiahua has no conscience, it's just that she has a strong tendency after being separated from the rhizome and likes to be around strong people."

Qian Shu reached out and took the Purple Cloud Flower. It was only the size of a palm, with petals stacked in layers, like a beautiful camellia in full bloom. It was just light purple and exuded a charming fragrance.

The purple cloud flower fell from the palm of my hand, and soon there was a slight tingling sensation.

A kind of numbness flows from the palm of the hand down the arm to the limbs, and the Dantian is hot and dry.

Qian Shu frowned slightly, "Xuan Xin, I'm afraid I have to stay in seclusion for a while. Please entertain the two of you from Zixiao Palace."

"Okay, senior sister, you go first."

Qian Shu returned to his room, pointed his hands, and closed the doors and windows.

Xiao Qinglong woke up from his sweet dream, rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Qianshu, is it dawn yet?"

In the blink of an eye, Qian Shu's eyebrows were furrowed and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

Xiao Qinglong was shocked, "Qian Shu, are you injured? Who did it? Let's see if I don't kill him!"

Qian Shu shook his head and sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the spiritual energy inside his body rolling and rioting.

He raised two fingers in front of his lips, and made crazy seals with his other hand, trying to soothe the spiritual energy in his body.

But the effect was minimal. Her own spiritual power and the external spiritual power did not seem to blend well together, and there was a dispute between two armies in her body. Xiao Qinglong rarely became serious. He closed his eyes and tried to gather the surrounding aura for Qian Shu.

Almost a hundred miles of spiritual energy surged toward the top of the Qianqiu Gate mountain.

Ye Xuanxin and others standing outside also felt this strong aura.

"The spiritual energy seems to be rushing towards Senior Sister's room. Is it possible that Senior Sister is going to advance again?" Ye Xuanxin asked worriedly.

"The spiritual power in the Purple Cloud Flower is huge, and it is impossible to absorb it all at once. I hope Qian Shu can control this power." Chen Yutong said with a frown.

But the situation was obviously beyond Qian Shu's control. Zixiaohua's spiritual power was very strong. Veins popped up on her arms. If she pressed her fingers on it, she could even feel the surge of spiritual power.

She gritted her teeth, but she still couldn't resist the spiritual power surging in her body. A trace of rust appeared in her mouth, and a wisp of bright red slowly slipped from the corner of her lips.

"Qianshu, why are you vomiting blood? You are not going to die, wuwuwu, my Qianshu..."

Qian Shu slapped it on the head, "No mourning allowed."

Xiao Qinglong had no choice but to shut up, but his furry body was behind her, acting as a natural backrest.

Just when the two spiritual powers were fighting, and her body was like a battlefield, Qian Shu felt a splitting headache, as if it was about to explode at the next moment.

But a flower suddenly appeared in my mind, a five-petaled white plum blossom.

Seeing it, Qian Shu suddenly felt calm both physically and mentally.

The white plum blossoms seemed to grow bigger and bigger before her eyes, until all she could see was a blank space, but that blankness seemed to start from the top of her head and gradually cover her entire body.

The powerful and irresistible force instantly silenced the two quarrelsome forces, until the white light gradually fell and they assimilated.

After calming down the spiritual riot, Qian Shu felt a feeling that he had never felt before, as if he was very peaceful.

This feeling is like that of a lingering afternoon in college. There is boiling tea soup in the room, potatoes and peanuts are roasting by the fire, and you are lying on a warm bed. Not to mention worrying about anything, there is not even a single idle thing.

It's so reassuring that I want to sleep.

"Qianshu...why did you fall?"

"Get some sleep."

After saying that, she closed her eyes.

Xiao Qinglong was shocked and quickly stretched out his hand to take her breath away. He was relieved when he felt that she was still breathing.

It patted its chest and said, "I'm scared to death. Your way of retreat is really different from others. Others are just thinking hard, but you are fine, sleeping soundly."

My consciousness seemed to drift far away until a voice sounded in my ears.

"Your Highness, why are you here at this time?"

Qian Shu looked back. He originally thought he saw a water elf, but he didn't expect that the cute water elf, which was smaller than before, had changed. There was a swirling back ornament behind it, and the green leaves on its head were even more lush.

"Water Elf, have you...evolved?"

The water elf nodded shyly, "Yes, as the world gradually grows, the spiritual energy becomes more intense, so I also benefit from it."

"It seems that the white light that appeared in my body just now is the power of Ikka World. Fortunately, I have it, otherwise it would have been dangerous at that time."

The water elf asked hurriedly: "Your Highness, are you still in good health?"

After the water elf asked, he thought to himself: "But it doesn't matter. Even if your body in the world really disappears, your soul can come back. And here, you are the rule of the world, and nothing can Hurt you.”