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"Emperor, what about this fox?" Chonglin walked in quietly, his eyes fell directly on the furry purple fox on the study couch, and asked softly with a hint of doubt. At this time, the room was so quiet that only the subtle sound of the purple fox occasionally shaking its ears could be heard.

Emperor Donghua raised his eyes slightly, his eyes instantly revealing endless pampering and tenderness, his gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and stayed on the purple fox tightly: "Her name is Jiaojiao, she is the nine-tailed purple fox that I have carefully raised in Bihai Cangling. Today, she has finally transformed, this is a great joy, from now on, I will respectfully call her Your Highness." The emperor's voice was low and mellow, as if it had traveled through a thousand years of time, with the charm of years of sedimentation.

“Then Your Majesty, where is the best place for the young prince to live?” Chonglin bent his body slightly and asked cautiously, his eyes constantly moving across the Emperor’s face, trying to accurately guess Donghua’s unfathomable thoughts.

“Let’s place her in the Changle Palace.” Emperor Donghua raised his hand slightly, and his robe sleeves gently slid down, revealing a white wrist with distinct joints. His tone was calm and soothing, but with unquestionable majesty, “Tell someone to tidy up the side hall carefully so that she can practice magic. In half a month, I will teach her personally despite my busy schedule, and I will make sure she learns well.” The emperor paused slightly when he said this, as if he was silently planning Jiaojiao’s path of practice in his heart, and added.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhonglin bowed his head and replied, his voice steady and respectful. After he finished speaking, he took a few steps back straight, then turned around, his sleeves drawing a neat arc in the air, and walked quickly towards the palace door, ready to devote himself to the cleaning of the side hall of Changle Palace. His hurried steps seemed to carry the determination to accomplish his mission.

"Wait a minute." Emperor Donghua raised his eyes slightly, his voice was like a bell, exuding a majesty that could not be disobeyed. "This is a matter concerning the little prince, so you must be extra cautious. Go and warn Siming to keep it a secret and not to spread the matter. Also, go and invite the God of Cooking, I have other arrangements." The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his figure was majestic, and there was a faint light in his eyes, as if he was carefully planning how to create a perfect welcoming banquet for the little prince who had transformed. His meticulous consideration showed his love and cherishment for the little prince.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will explain it clearly to Siming." Chonglin said.

"Yeah." Donghua replied.

After Chonglin left, Emperor Donghua walked to the study and looked at the still ignorant Jiaojiao with a loving gaze. He reached out his hand and gently stroked Jiaojiao's soft purple hair, murmuring softly: "Little Jiaojiao, from now on, this Changle Palace will be your home. I will protect you and teach you all the wonderful ways of this world."

Soon, Chonglin and the God of Cooking hurried over. The God of Cooking trembled and bowed: "Emperor, I wonder why you called me here?" Donghua said calmly: "Today, the Nine-tailed Purple Fox Jiaojiao has transformed, and I want to hold a feast to celebrate. Please prepare it carefully, and make sure it is all the delicacies that the little prince likes." The God of Cooking nodded hurriedly: "I obey your command and will do my best."

Then, Chonglin approached Donghua again and whispered, "Emperor, Siming has been warned. He knows the seriousness of the matter and dare not say anything." Donghua nodded slightly, "Well, you did a good job. In the past half month, you should pay more attention to the surroundings of Changle Palace and don't let strangers disturb His Highness." "Yes, Emperor." Chonglin agreed again and stepped aside to wait for orders. Donghua continued to sit beside the study to accompany Jiaojiao, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to melt all the ice and snow in the world.

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"Sister, how is it? Do you feel good? After sorting out your memory, your soul has also been strengthened." Xiaoyu's clear and pleasant voice was like a clear spring jumping in the mountains, tinkling in the bright sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, and her words were full of expectations and pride that could not be concealed.

Jiaojiao heard it, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she closed her eyes like butterfly wings, turning her consciousness into a faint breeze, slowly exploring the depths of her soul. She seemed to be walking alone in an ancient and mysterious corridor of consciousness, and every step she took was on the mottled light and shadow of past memories. Time seemed to stand still here, and it seemed to flow into an invisible trickle, caressing those dim or broken fragments of memory one by one.

After a long time, Jiaojiao finally opened her eyes. Those eyes were like stars falling into a deep pool, instantly overflowing with brilliance, and a touch of surprise broke through the clouds like the morning light.

"Indeed, Xiaoyu." Jiaojiao's voice was like smooth brocade, gently brushing every corner of the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness. "At this moment, I can truly feel the majestic power of the soul. It is like the earth revived in spring, full of vitality and deep and boundless. Those fragments of memory in the past, like candles in the wind, are now as if carefully picked up and wiped by a pair of gentle hands from ancient times, and arranged in an orderly manner on the bookshelf of time. This kind of transformation is like the nirvana of a phoenix, making me feel as if I have broken free from the shackles of the past and stepped into a new world full of light and infinite possibilities. Every inch of the leap of consciousness tells of the joy of new life and the vision of the future."

"Sister, you can wake up now. You have slept for a whole day, and Emperor Donghua was so anxious that he asked the King of Medicine to come and see you." Xiaoyu's clear voice suddenly sounded in Jiaojiao's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, just like a gust of quick breeze, carrying full of anxiety and urging, rushing through this quiet space of consciousness, hitting the edge of the sleeping consciousness forcefully again and again, trying its best to wake Jiaojiao from her deep dream.

"Ah! He has slept for a whole day. What is Donghua like?" Jiaojiao's consciousness was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, which shook gently and caused ripples of doubt. The concern seemed to have turned into countless invisible hands, eager to explore Donghua's anxious face and expression through this ethereal spiritual bond.

"Of course I'm very anxious." Xiao Yu responded without thinking, and the worry in her voice was like the increasingly intense heat in midsummer, permeating her entire spiritual sea of ​​consciousness. "The Emperor is going to ask the Medicine King to come, sister, you should wake up quickly. Think about it, now you have no magic power to protect yourself, your body must be very weak. And you haven't eaten anything for such a long time, you must be starving, you must be very hungry." Xiao Yu's words were like waves of warm and powerful tides, pushing Jiaojiao's determination to return to reality, and making her originally scattered consciousness begin to show signs of concentration.

"It's time to wake up." Jiaojiao thought silently in her heart, and then she slowly and carefully gathered the scattered consciousness like a pile of loose sand. This state is like a lonely traveler in the vast and mysterious starry sky, trying to patiently gather the flickering stars bit by bit. She led the gradually formed consciousness, as if she had stepped into a long and deep time tunnel with no end in sight. The surroundings were hazy and unpredictable light and shadow flickering constantly, as if blocking and seeing off. The strands of consciousness were like a wanderer who was eager to return home, carefully and unswervingly tracing back to the direction of the physical body. Every step forward seemed to cross the thousands of mountains and rivers that were towering into the clouds and overlapping peaks. Finally, after a long journey, the consciousness returned to the body smoothly like a tired bird returning to its nest.

Donghua stood upright like a pine tree, with his hands behind his back, quietly standing by the side. His deep eyes were like a bottomless pool. Although he looked calm on the surface, he actually captured every movement and every change of Jiaojiao accurately. His heart was instantly in turmoil, and he keenly sensed that a mysterious and powerful force was slowly awakening and surging in Jiaojiao's body like a sleeping beast. Donghua thought to himself that this little fox must have got some kind of rare opportunity that was enough to shake the world by chance. When this thought came to his mind, his heart suddenly shrank, and then his expression became solemn. His slender and bony fingers danced rapidly in the air, and mysterious runes appeared one by one like smart elves. As the last rune flashed with a faint light and embedded in the void, an isolation magic circle suddenly took shape, and the light was like ripples on the water. The magic circle was like a layer of flawless glass treasure cover, wrapping this area tightly. As he cast the magic circle, he was silently calculating in his heart that if this kind of aura leaked out, it would surely alarm everyone and cause a panic and chaos that would be difficult to control. This magic circle must be foolproof.

In the dreamlike atmosphere of light and shadow interweaving in the magic circle, Jiaojiao's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and then her smart eyes slowly opened. Her sight was focused on Donghua's handsome face, which was almost touching her nose and magnified several times. His deep eyebrows, tall and straight nose, and slightly upturned thin lips with a hint of smile were all reflected in her eyes without reservation. Jiaojiao's mind was blank in an instant, and her heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously shrank back, her heart was full of surprise and confusion, and she felt that the face in front of her almost occupied her entire world.

"Little fox, are you awake? It seems that sleeping in the library has a big impact on you. How about sleeping in the library from now on?" Donghua leaned forward slightly, and a faint but meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile was three parts of teasing and seven parts of ridicule. He looked at Jiaojiao's ignorant appearance and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. He deliberately used this light-hearted words to break the slightly tense atmosphere, and at the same time, he also wanted to see how the little fox would react after waking up.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." Jiaojiao felt weak all over, as if her body was drained of energy, but her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat did not diminish at all, and she tried hard to squeeze out a squeak of protest from her throat. In her mind, Donghua's teasing words seemed to be teasing her deliberately when she was at her most vulnerable, and she needed to vent her anger and grievances.

"Donghua, you black-hearted stone, you are still teasing me even though I am like this, you have no heart, you deserve to have your heart cut out." Jiaojiao roared angrily in her heart, and this voice was wrapped in the rage that soared to the sky, like a thunder that broke through the sky, rushing straight into Donghua's mind. While she was cursing, she thought to herself, this hateful Donghua, he just bullies me, can't he see that I am very weak now? He always makes fun of me, he is really a heartless guy, he should let him taste the taste of having his heart cut out, and see if he dares to tease me like this again.

Donghua heard this sharp criticism and shook his head helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face. He sighed in his heart. Whenever this little fox was not happy, she would stab him with the "heart-cutting" thing. Although he knew that she was just angry and had no ill intentions, the sharp blade in her words pierced his heart again and again, causing him dull pain. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect this little fox to be so "grudge-bearing". He really couldn't do anything with her. He felt powerless and a little aggrieved.

"You little fox, you are so unreasonable." Emperor Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly, his face full of pretended anger, but there seemed to be stars twinkling in his deep eyes, flowing with endless pampering and indulgence, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth revealed the tenderness in his heart.

"Let's go. I will take you to the kitchen. The God of Food has carefully prepared many spiritual meals to reward our little prince." Donghua said, then he leaned forward gracefully, and gently and naturally took Jiaojiao into his arms. The embrace was warm and solid, as if it could withstand all the wind and rain in the world. Emperor Donghua then strode forward, his clothes dancing in the wind, and every step he took was calm and majestic.

As soon as they stepped out of the door of the library, the fairies guarding on both sides saw the figures of the Emperor and Jiaojiao, and immediately knelt on the ground in unison, shouting in unison: "Greetings to the Emperor, greetings to the young prince." The voice was crisp and melodious, just like the song of a nightingale, but in this silent and long palace road, it was particularly loud and deafening because of the large number of people.

Jiaojiao had never experienced such a scene before. She was startled by the sudden chorus of greetings and trembled all over. Her petite body shook slightly unconsciously in Donghua's arms. Her originally soft ears were pressed tightly against the back of her head, and her eyes were wide open, full of fear and helplessness.

Emperor Donghua seemed to be able to sense her every emotional fluctuation. His slender, bony fingers gently stroked her back very considerately, over and over again, as if with a magical power to soothe her heart. The emperor also said softly, "Since you are the fox spirit I raised, you should be the one and only little prince of my Taichen Palace. It is your duty to perform the ceremony, so there is no need to panic. When Mo Yuan comes out of retreat, I will send you to Kunlun Ruins to learn skills. Kunlun Ruins is an excellent place for cultivating immortals and asking for the way. If you concentrate on your practice here, you will surely become a generation of war god in time. By then, my Taichen Palace will also be honored because of you, and the seventy-two gods under my seat will all obey your orders and be under your full management." The emperor's voice was low and mellow, like a huge bell, steady and firm. Every word was like a heavy hammer, echoing in the palace, and seemed to describe to Jiaojiao a magnificent, magnificent and magnificent picture of the future, giving her endless peace of mind and tremendous power, as if lighting a bright lamp for her on this unknown path of cultivating immortals.