Become a one-time character in a comic

All the gods left, and Lady Sima Ming closed the palace door with a wave of her hand. The moment it was closed, she breathed a sigh of relief and half leaned on the chair.

She glanced at the box in her hand, and immediately stood up to find His Highness Siming.

He still didn't wake up. Lady Siming looked at the medicine in her hand and wondered how she was going to feed him the capsule.

"Your Highness, can you move now?" She looked at him in the protective shield, and there was really no movement at all.

But she still has a way to feed him the medicine. It's not the classic way of feeding him medicine by kissing. That doesn't consider the patient at all. It looks romantic but it's unhygienic.

Fortunately, she was a flower fairy. She walked to the flower bed, moved a pot of glowing flowers into the room, put medicine on the flowers, and then put the flowers into the protective cover. She transferred a little of her own cultivation to the flowerpot, and thus the flower spirit was born.

When a flower spirit is just born it is the purest, so it is the perfect time to feed it medicine.

The confused newborn Hua Ling looked at the capsule in her hand. She pointed at His Highness Siming's mouth, looked at Hua Ling and said, "Put it in his mouth, and then give him some flower dew."

Hua Ling understood and nodded, then placed the capsule on His Majesty Siming's lips. Then she pried open His Majesty Siming's lips and used her entire body to prop open His Majesty Siming's teeth to allow the capsule to enter. She then gave His Majesty Siming some flower dew to help the capsule slip in.

"Come out," Hua Ling nodded, then floated out. Empress Sima Ming used magic to make His Highness Sima Ming swallow the capsule.

The capsule contained divine power and some medicinal herbs for treating internal injuries. It seemed that the Emperor of Heaven knew that such a thing would happen and prepared for it, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

Hua Ling, who helped her stuff the medicine into His Highness Siming's mouth, was exhausted and sat on her hand to rest. She touched Hua Ling's head with her index finger and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work~"

"Who?"

She heard His Highness Siming speaking in the protective shield and looked at him excitedly: "Your Highness, Your Highness, can you hear me?"

His Highness Siming in the protective shield opened his eyes and said coldly: "I am not blind, but who are you and why are you in my palace?"

She remembered that His Highness Siming had lost some memories, but she didn't expect that her memory was among the lost memories, but it didn't matter.

She weakened the protective shield a little, wondering if His Highness Siming would bleed if he breathed normally. Fortunately, he would not bleed. She smiled and said, "I am the wife you married. I was originally a flower fairy, and now I am one of the masters of Siming Palace."

"When did I marry a fairy?" His Highness Siming wanted to get up and break the protective shield, and use his divine power to threaten her and let her leave. However, he did not expect that he had no divine power left. The little divine power he had left was like a baby in a cradle in heaven, pitifully little.

Lady Siming looked at him in disbelief at his own hands and explained, "Because something happened, it can be said that I am largely responsible for your divine power becoming what it is now."

"go out."

His tone was very cold, and she had only occasionally seen him speak to other gods like this. This seemed to be the second time he had spoken to her. The first time was when she took the script to ask her to draw a comic.

"I'm not going out, Your Highness. You don't have any power right now. Even if you did, I'm not afraid of you. You won't hurt me. And I've decided to take good care of you while you recover."

"roll."

Lady Siming put her hands on her hips and said, "You can't use vulgar words to talk to girls. Swallow it back."

She secretly removed all the protective shields and was relieved to find that he was fine in the air.

His Highness Siming's eyes were sharp and very cold: "Get out."

Sure enough, His Highness Siming is still the same His Highness Siming. Even if his attitude is cold, he will still listen carefully to your suggestions. As for whether to adopt them or not, that depends on the situation.

"Okay, I'm leaving now," Lady Siming turned aside to leave, "but please remember now, Your Highness, I am your wife. I have never lied to you about this. Because you forgot, I will tell you everything you forgot. Now I'm going to make tea. I promised Your Highness that I would make tea for you."

After saying that, she left the room. His Highness Siming looked at her back with disgust. He closed his eyes and checked his body. He was in good health, but his divine power was almost gone. There was only one possibility for such a state: he had done something that consumed a lot of energy.

But is there anything worth expending so much energy on?

He realized that he really forgot something. One was that he only had a little bit of divine power left, and the other was the fairy just now. She said she was his wife, but he didn't remember ever liking or marrying a fairy.

but……

He placed his hand on his chest and his heart was beating a little fast.

It wasn't normal, he felt like he wasn't himself anymore.

He walked out with big strides.

"Your Highness, remember to go home early," His Highness Siming looked to the side. Lady Siming was holding a teapot in her hand. She smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you forget to go home. I will take you home."

His Highness Siming walked out without saying a word.

Not long ago, several gods who came to Siming Palace to meet His Majesty Siming were on their way, and they were seen walking with big strides.

"Your Highness! Your Highness Siming!" A god called him and trotted to him: "Finally, I can see Your Highness. Goddess Siming said that Your Highness doesn't see guests," he laughed a few times.

His Highness Siming looked at him coldly: "Speak of the matter."

"Oh, yes, yes," he put his hands in front of him, a little reserved but full of flattery: "The Kitchen God in the west should be decided. The Emperor of Heaven said that it is all up to you. I have a god to recommend, the youngest son of the Dragon King of the South China Sea. He is careful and steady in his work. The Kitchen God is in charge of cooking in the mortal world, so he really needs a steady person..."

"The son of the Dragon King of the South China Sea is the Kitchen God of the West. Do you want him to extinguish all fires in the world and starve to death?"

His Highness Siming got up and left. Other gods also came over to recommend the suitable gods in their minds. However, this was not just a recommendation of the right one, it was all about making profits.

"roll."

He said this word lightly, and the gods surrounding him immediately fell silent.

"Don't follow me, or I'll come to visit you."

The gods no longer followed him.

One of the less experienced immortals muttered, "Why are you saying the same thing as the Empress?"

His Highness Siming is having a headache because of this matter. Under normal circumstances, he would glare back at the immortal who made him unhappy, and then use his divine power to make the immortal unable to speak for three days. However, it is not possible today, nor for many days to come, because his divine power is very weak and would be exposed if he is not careful.

He walked towards the Emperor's residence. Many fairies did not approach him as usual when they saw him, which made him even more troubled.

"Your Highness Siming, are you in such a hurry to see the Emperor of Heaven?"

His Highness Siming didn't know when Ying Zhao appeared, and he said coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

"I was the one who delivered the medicine to His Highness. Seeing that His Highness is now full of energy, I'm sure the Emperor of Heaven will feel relieved when he sees it."

He stopped and stood outside the gate of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace and asked, "What have I experienced recently?"

Ying Zhao thought about it, but hesitated and did not answer. His Highness Siming did not have that much patience: "The God asked a question, how dare you not answer!"

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I just don't know what you have been through, but what I can tell you is that you have been unconscious since you came back from the underworld. The Emperor of Heaven learned that you were seriously injured, so he ordered me to bring you medicine."

"How am I injured?"

Ying Zhao politely shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't know."

His Highness Siming not only had a headache, but also felt very annoyed. He pushed the door of the palace open suddenly, and the Emperor of Heaven and Queen Mother Houtian were both there.

The Emperor of Heaven asked jokingly, "Why is Little Siming so angry?"

"Why can't I remember what I did recently? And when did I marry a fairy? Was the experience I forgot about because of her? Judging from your expressions, you should know everything. Why didn't you stop me and let me do it? Also, when did you say that I should decide the appointment of the Western Kitchen God?"

The Emperor of Heaven laughed loudly: "Little Siming can actually speak so many words at once. Good, good! Hou Tu, you see, this marriage is different, hahahaha..."

The Queen Mother Hou Tu didn't want to pay attention to him, because no god could guess what the Emperor of Heaven was thinking.

His Highness Siming looked at him with dissatisfaction, and the Emperor of Heaven smiled and said, "You got the love from Yue Lao and fell in love with the flower fairy. She was originally a fairy boy, and when she was a fairy boy..."

The Emperor of Heaven explained the matter clearly, and the more His Highness Siming listened, the more he felt that it was someone else's story and that the god in the story was not himself.