After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The pavilion is built with a channel carved out of stone, which winds and twists. Water is led into the channel from the well behind the rockery on the south side of the pavilion through a secret passage. The "winding water flowing in the pavilion" is extremely cool.

Under the eaves is a white marble railing engraved with bamboo patterns, which is elegant and leisurely, allowing two people who have just walked out of the scorching sun to choose to rest here.

The palace maids placed refreshments on the stone table in the pavilion, and after Pu Ran waved her hand, they withdrew in an orderly manner.

In the white porcelain bowl, the plum soup and crushed ice made a clinking sound.

Today, Pu Ran was so generous that he gave away all his sour plum juice to make the little tree happy.

Bodhi held the bowl in both hands, obviously with a lot on his mind.

Puran looked at him, picked up a piece of candied fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, then suddenly said, "Do you know why I chose to hold the ceremony tomorrow?"

Colorful butterflies are flying among the flowers outside the courtyard, and the fine golden sunlight falls on the tender petals, which are bright and beautiful.

Bodhi looked drowsy, and seemed a little absent-minded when he looked up at her.

"Is it to become the emperor as soon as possible and gain an advantage?"

Hearing this, she snorted, crossed her arms on the table, and looked into the distance with her bright dark pupils. I wonder what kind of scenery was reflected in her eyes.

"Not entirely, but tomorrow is a good time."

Bodhi's mind moved slightly: "Good timing?"

"When I sent the three supervisors out to hunt down Helian, I was able to take advantage of their absence to do many things."

This sentence made Bodhi suddenly realize something. He was surprised: "You doubt them?"

If those three heard this, they would probably be heartbroken.

You stripped us of our clothes and took off our masks, hurt us so much and now you still doubt us?

There is a kind of powerless feeling when you have given up your innocence but are still suspected of being improper by that person.

That's too much.

So we explained for a long time, putting our lives at risk, but you didn't listen to a word?

She drank too much in one gulp, and when she swallowed it, the cold plum juice made her stomach feel as if it had fallen into an ice cave, so cold that her dark eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

She raised her hand and patted her chest, saying confidently: "Of course I doubt them."

"When I first saw the Judge in front of the Demon Locking Tower, I felt a sense of rejection as if I had seen a hostile person. At that time, my mind was filled with thoughts of expelling him and eradicating him."

Bodhi couldn't help but straighten his back and said solemnly: "I didn't even notice it."

Hearing this, Pu Ran smiled and said, "You are still far from being good enough. The enemy is much stronger than you."

The little tree was already sad that it couldn’t help much, and after hearing what she said, it went straight into a withered autumn, becoming wilted, depressed and lost, unable to even lift its head.

Pu Ran raised his hand and touched the top of his head, and continued:

"The auras of the three of them are exactly the same."

"Now that we have determined the origin of the person behind the scenes through the miasma we have uncovered, I speculate that the power in them, which is as ominous as the miasma, is most likely obtained from the person behind the scenes."

She turned the porcelain bowl, her eyes darkening, "In short, they are not innocent."

"in this way……"

Bodhi sighed, "This makes it even more difficult."

If we go directly to investigate the source of power of those three people, we will only alert the enemy. If the war situation deteriorates rapidly and enters the decisive battle stage ahead of time, Pu Ran will be in trouble.

When people are pushed into a corner, they can kill and destroy without thinking, and that is the tragedy of the world.

Now we not only have to consider how to find the enemy, but also how to minimize the scope of the disaster on this battlefield on earth.

Therefore, we must try our best to proceed step by step, find the person quietly, and finally lead him to a corner and kill him.

Thinking of this, Pu Ran touched his black hair and asked doubtfully: "Am I going a little bald recently?"

Bodhi looked at her silently for a long time, then stretched out his arms to hug her with a look of pity, holding her in his arms like some fragile treasure.

"forward……"

"cough."

Far away in front of the pavilion, someone suddenly coughed.

Pu Ran raised his eyes and waved to the people happily: "Wen He, come and sit down."

Bodhi's body was stiff, and under the almost cold gaze of the people around him, he suddenly tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

It was just a moment, incredibly fast, and his lips brushed against her ear as they separated, leaving behind a murmur with clear emotional fluctuations: "Stay away from him."

After saying this, he sat aside, looking truly a gentleman as gentle as jade, with an indifferent look on his face, without any sign of having offended the woman just now.

There is a sense of jealousy in the Bodhi mind.

Shattered Sky is really scary to them brothers.

Everyone here has a fanatical belief in the monarch Puran, regardless of whether they are men or women. It’s okay for them to be pretty, but the most important thing is that no one has innocent eyes when they look at her.

Bodhi had no doubt that as long as Pu Ran gave the order, all the people in the country would lose all principles and bottom line and would just pack their bags and move into her harem.

Seeing his increasingly serious expression, Pu Ran knew something was wrong.

So he slapped him on the back, almost killing him.

"What faux pas are you thinking of?"

"No……"

It was just subconsciously, a common problem among these men, they kept their eyes on her harem position, fearing that one more person would squeeze in.

Walking along the long stone road, a man in a green shirt came over holding a dark red gold-plated book. He came in a hurry, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Without taking a breath, Tong Puran reported the progress of the preparations for the ceremony against every second.

"Your Majesty, now..."

He paused as he spoke. The girl sitting casually in front of him was holding a bowl of sour plum juice and handing it to him.

You can still see ice blocks that have not completely melted.

Her eyes and eyebrows were as bright as autumn water, and they could easily calm people's impatient emotions.

"Come, have a bowl first."

Bodhi: “?”

It turns out that I am not the only one who has this sour plum juice, other men also have it.

From what you said before, I knew you were just talking nonsense to cheer me up.

A small tree breaks down a big defense.

I just told you to stay away from him, why are you getting close to him now?

He was sad, but Wenhe, who was flattered to accept the sour plum juice, was very happy.

After finishing a bowl of cold, sour and sweet food, he smiled, then opened the red book in his arms, reported concisely and efficiently, and asked Pu Ran if there was any new link he would like to join.

"Yes, I have."

She crossed her legs, one arm resting leisurely on her knees, the other arm resting on her chin, her clear eyes seemed to be dyed with the color of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and she was exceptionally beautiful:

"Make preparations. During the grand ceremony, announce the existence of the Zongzheng clan, build a temple, and offer incense."

Wen He was surprised, but he calmed down in a moment and said meekly, "Yes."

"Also, since we want to unify the hearts of the four nations, then Suikong should apologize to all living beings for what he did in the past at the ceremony, express his attitude, and eliminate the estrangement."

He pursed his lips a little tighter and replied reluctantly: "Yes."

I shouldn’t have asked this question earlier. Now, every matter makes him feel very stressed out.

"Wenhe, can you prepare the ceremony tonight? It will create a nice atmosphere and we can even set off fireworks."

"..."

He almost rubbed his swollen forehead and squeezed out the words from between his teeth:

"No."

Your Majesty, if you continue to squeeze me, I will die of overwork.

He looked up with resentment and happened to meet the teasing and cunning eyes of the girl. He quickly came to his senses and straightened his back guiltily. He felt that he had just lost his composure and his face turned a little red.

Seeing that the two people were in a harmonious atmosphere, Bodhi lowered his long eyelashes and casually waved his sleeves, which landed on Pu Ran's knees under the table.

His slender fingers wrapped around her hand on her knees in a begging manner.

Pu Ran was slightly surprised, and glanced sideways at his saintly face, which was straight ahead.

The tips of Bodhi's ears were burning hot and covered with a thin layer of red.

His fingers hooked around her, touching and then separating, then lingering on her again, teasing her like a child throwing a tantrum, or like he wanted to vent his anger on the other person.

Wenhe felt the atmosphere was strange.

Why did His Majesty suddenly stare at the man beside him and just smile without saying anything?

On the stone table, the ice in the bowl melted completely.

The wind in midsummer is hotter than usual.

Pu Ran pinched his palm with his fingertips, using quite a lot of force, causing Pu Ran's eyebrows to wrinkle in pain.

She smiled teasingly, then stood up and pulled her hand away, looking like a scoundrel who had done something bad and got away with it:

"Wenhe, come with me."

Wenhe looked doubtful and hesitated to speak.

"Yes."

As I turned around and left, I still felt that the atmosphere just now was a bit strange.

After the two men left, only the Bodhi tree was left in the pavilion.

He lowered his eyes, revealing his white hands from his wide sleeves.

There was a small red crescent mark on the white palm, which was the mark left by Pu Ran's fingernails.

He pursed his lips, his back was tense, and he stared at the crescent in a daze.

It was not until a kingfisher on a branch let out a long cry that he suddenly came back to his senses. The thin dough seemed to be coated with a layer of chili powder, hot and red.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with holding hands and crossing fingers.

It's just that there was a third person there, and he was hiding under the table, so he was sure that no one else could see him and threw a tantrum.

The rules and regulations were broken again and again, and this sneaky feeling made him come to his senses and feel ashamed.

A gentleman does things openly and honestly, why does he have to hold hands secretly!

But Pu Ran had already gone far away. These past two days she had felt that the little tree was hundreds of years late. The little boy's sentimentality had reached its sensitive period, and he would often feel a bright sadness, or be endlessly entangled.

So childish (?)

Now Bodhi has no way of knowing what she thinks of him.

Puran led Wenhe back to his own bedroom, took out a key and opened a wooden box, inside which was an imperial edict.

She had just drafted this imperial edict early in the morning.

"then."

She casually threw the tightly bound imperial edict, and Wen He immediately caught it in a panic, with a puzzled look on his face: "What is this...?"

"When the time is right, you can open it."

Wen He was confused: "What do you mean by the right time?"

Pu Ran said irresponsibly: "You will feel it when the time comes."

He was even more confused.

How would I know if you don’t tell me? What if I feel I’m wrong and haven’t done things well?

He wanted to get a more specific time point, but unexpectedly, His Majesty directly ordered him to leave.

"Take a break, and leave."

"..."

"My minister retire."

Holding the imperial edict tightly against his chest, Wen He suddenly felt as if he was walking on a spider's thread on the edge of a cliff.

One careless move can lead to falling into the abyss.

If he fails to help His Majesty get things done, how can he have the face to live?

The ultimate self-PUA loyal minister is in Suikong!

……

The people of the four countries who were specially invited were also confused. Haven't we just participated in your Majesty's coronation ceremony? Why are we being asked to line up again?

Your Majesty seems to be addicted to holding grand ceremonies, and he holds a ceremony every three days, right?

We'd be really excited if you did this!

Such a grand ceremony, if you like it, do more!

What a grand occasion! If you take it out, it will be enough for your descendants to show off for three lifetimes!

Early in the morning, the Broken Sky Palace was filled with people, and everyone was crowing excitedly.

This is incredible. This is the grand ceremony of unification. When this day really comes, the people will be happier than Pu Ran.

Inside the bedroom, in front of the dressing table, Ao Mang was standing behind Pu Ran. His fingers, as soft as plum bones, were slightly cool and fragrant as he brushed Pu Ran's hair.

Apparently he had studied hard in private in the past few days, and now his hands were exceptionally dexterous. He helped his junior sister to tie up her hair and put the crown on her.

"I originally wanted to go out and play with you guys."

Puran said apologetically, "But it happened suddenly."

Pride inserted the last golden hairpin into her hair, put his hands on her head and shoulders, and bent down with his head next to her face.

The silver hair touches the girl's black hair, and their breath is intertwined.

He looked at the girl in the mirror with arrogance. She was dignified and majestic, without the lively and unrestrained image of the past. He couldn't tell whether the emotion in her eyes was melancholy or pity.

As we have walked along the way till now, no one is the same as they were before.

I just hope that after everything is over, we can still be free as before.

He tilted his head and placed a kiss on her temple. The gray in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by the joy of the ice breaking and the rippling spring water.

No matter what, he was still happy for her achievement today.

"There is still a lot of time in the future, there is no rush."

Upon hearing this, Pu Ran smiled with curved eyes, but said nothing. The golden Qilin on his body looked majestic and intimidating.

She stood up, and as she raised her hand, her lazy arm came over.

Today, laziness has also changed into a fancy dress, with a high ponytail and meticulously groomed hair, intricate decorations and neatly ironed clothes, giving off a sense of neatness and efficiency with all the laziness gone.

He only glanced at the girl quickly, then looked away. His Adam's apple rolled and his magnetic voice sounded like the warm sunshine of spring:

"very beautiful."

Every day, he felt that his junior sister was so beautiful that he could recognize her from the crowd at a glance.

Pu Ran smiled and replied, "Fifth Senior Brother is also very handsome today."

His vision was wandering a little, he raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, a thin layer of red covered the corners of his slender eyes, and his peach blossom eyes were shining with a wet glow.

"Um……"

I'm shy.

……

On a banyan tree far outside the imperial city, Helian Shi was lying on a branch, yawning out of boredom.

He could neither see nor hear the hustle and bustle inside and could only count the time silently.

As long as the unification ceremony is completed, he wins.

Finally, he can lead people to the ghost realm and retire.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a surge of energy throughout his body. He adjusted his posture and sat upright, gazing into the distance at the imperial city that seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist.

At this moment, the ceremony was in progress, and Pu Ran walked up the white marble stairs again.

Nine giant dragons were flying in the air, and were carved in scattered patterns on the surface of the boulder. She stepped down one step after another on the ninety-nine floors, and her thoughts completely coincided with Helian Shi's.

As long as the unification ceremony is completed, she wins.

They all thought they would win after the ceremony.

But this is obviously impossible.

Someone always loses.