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Wu Lingchun and Wu Mei entered the room one after another. They saw that ** brocade was folded in disorder, but the ** person had disappeared.

Have you escaped?

There is really no smell of that person in the room. Wumei didn't ask much. She went to the bed table and took off the lampshade of the night pearl and tidied up the bed. Just then, there was a string of jumping footsteps outside the door, but it was far away and running towards here. It's rare for her to get up early.

Then there was a gentle knock on the door. Wu Lingchun winkyed at Wumei and sat by the bed. Wumei went to open the door. Before Yao Ling opened her mouth and said a word, Wumei put her index finger on her lips: "What's wrong with Yaoling? The prince hasn't got up yet.

Yao Ling carefully covered his mouth and said in his throat, "It's okay. I just want to see Brother Chun to watch the Silver Umbrella Ball - it's so beautifully arranged!"

Wu Mei smiled gently. Yao Ling was so tired yesterday, but as soon as she saw the beautiful and funny, she was immediately full of energy. Wumei carefully looked back at the house, stepped out of the door, gently closed the door with her backhand, and pulled Yao Ling farther away. Fang asked in a slightly loud voice, "Why don't you go with Fengchuan?"

"Cut~~ I stick to him all day long. It's so annoying!" Yao Ling waved his hand impatiently. In fact, it's not very annoying to be with him. But he has been too strange recently. It's better to stay away from him.

Although the Silver Umbrella Ball will not start until tonight, Yao Ling has been eager to try. This dance was completely different from what she originally thought of as "dancing with jellyfish" and "listening to meckerel playing the piano and singing". According to the latest news from Hua Shen, there will be many interesting games in the venue, such as speech games, dressing up as other people in special clothes, and maze adventures...

It's really hard to think about it! I don't know where the wild woman got the news. I don't care about her. Anyway, it's good to have fun, haha~~

"Far spirit?" Seeing Yao Ling's face full of happy giggles, Wu Mei couldn't help stretching out her five fingers and shaking in front of her eyes. Yao Lingfang recalled the purpose of his coming. It's really less fun to go to see it alone. Originally, I wanted to take the stupid boy Mu Husha and run to his room to lift the quilt, but he was not there. Did he get up earlier than Yaoling?

Yao Ling didn't realize that if he was there, the problem would be serious.

"Why is Yaoyao so anxious? It's not too late to play at night. This early morning... but I don't know what everyone is busy with?" Wumei comforted, but it was strange why Yuanling couldn't even find a playmate. The matter has been solved smoothly. Is it possible that everyone is not in the mood to have fun?

After Wu Mei said this, Yao Ling suddenly remembered the reason for it, and the corners of his mouth pulled awkwardly--

Everyone is caring about the mackerel who has just woken up from a coma. Only Yaoling has no heart and no lungs, but only cares about running and playing by himself...

In this way, it seems that I am ignorant again. He just showed a little mature appearance, but as soon as he caught the opportunity to play, he felt dizzy. Yao Ling clenched his hand into a hollow fist and knocked on his forehead: "I... Then I'll go first. Sister Wumei still has to wait for Brother Chun to get up, so I won't disturb you..."

It's been a long time since I said I didn't disturb you. Yao Ling didn't dare to look at Wu Mei's expression. He was so guilty that he lowered his head and trotted all the way to the mackerel's house.

Unlike the Queguang Pavilion, which is built by the sunken ship, the mackerel houses are caves chiseled against the wall. The reef wall is full of all kinds of starfish, and the door and window lattice are decorated with light purple ice blue crystal stone inlaid, which is very interesting. Just...

With such a high reef wall, the mackerel can naturally swim up without any effort. It's troublesome to be far away. Is it possible to fly up with a sword?

When he was at a loss, Yao Ling found a fish bone hanging basket with giant algae hanging at his feet, which could accommodate three people to stand. Isn't this something similar to an elevator?

Yao Ling approached and took a closer look at the fish bone hanging basket. There was indeed something similar to a handle on one of the fish bones. He reached out and twisted his hand, and the basket door of the hanging basket actually opened!

This is also something invented by the undersea aquarium. Hey... Yao Ling decided to take back all the previous remarks that despised the low-level creatures on the seabed. She walked into the hanging basket with admiration and was immediately dumbfounded - there was actually a small piece of shell hanging in it, which said the formula to control the lifting of the hanging basket? Are there also precautions for using elevators and self-help measures in case of accidents?

This is simply admirable to death...

The distant spirit tremblingly manipulated the lifting basket and found the cave of Xuanqing for a long time. If the Qingyu case comes, you can see at a glance that the mackerel curtain of this hole window is the best woven. There is no doubt that it must be Xuanqing's room.

Yao Ling walked into the outside room. As soon as he lifted the crystal curtain, he saw Xiao Fengchuan yawning on the chair with his legs crossed. Unexpectedly, he is also there! Is he coming to visit, too? If you meet someone you don't want to see early in the morning, it seems that you will have bad luck today.

Yao Ling pretended not to see Xiao Fengchuan, but smiled faintly at the mackerel girl standing next to him. They should not regain their ability to speak so quickly. To be safe, it's better to smile. The maid naturally understood the meaning of the distant spirit, and led the distant spirit to go inward.

Xuanqing has the highest status among the mackerel in Sifandong. She has her own maid, and the room is more spacious and rich than other mackerel. The maid opened the crystal curtain for the distant spirit, and the distant spirit walked into it lightly, and the dragon's saliva was full of warmth. Xuanqing is leaning against the pillow and half lying on the couch, the temples are scattered, the eyes are half open, and the white and transparent green onion fingers are gently in the throat;

Looking at the bedside, the sea anemone sitting on the low stool is the green jade case, holding a medicine bowl in hand, and the dark brown soup hot fog rises in the bowl. I don't know if this medicine is to cure Xuanqing's injury or throat?

"Far spirit?" Hearing the footsteps of Yao Ling, Qingyu looked back at her and put the medicine bowl on the low cabinet. Xuanqing also didn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes and his hands were softly supported on the couch and was about to get up, but he was stopped by the Qingyu case and lay down.

"Well, Sister Qingyu, let me take a look at Sister Xuanqing..." Yao Ling scratched his head and blushed slightly. He picked up a low stool and sat down, but he didn't know what to say to Xuanqing. I only feel that there is still indescrable sadness in her beautiful eyes. Is it because her throat has not recovered?

Yao Ling sat awkwardly with his left hand and right hand. Anyway, Xuanqing can't speak now, and it's also for nothing. It seems that the Qingyu case has been here for a long time. The two beauties don't get tired of seeing each other, and they don't know how to communicate, so they don't feel embarrassed?

"That..." Yao Ling finally couldn't help it. He got up and said, "Sister Xuanqing, take good care of her injury, and I'll... leave first."

The Qingyu case sent Yao Ling to the door, but he had no intention of leaving together. It's really not embarrassing...

"Sister Qingyu, what's going on with her? He doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Yao Ling pulled the sleeve corners of the Qingyu case and asked in a low voice.

The Qingyu case smiled bitterly and said, "It was only after Xuanqing woke up that I knew that this matter had not really been solved - or that we had helped by mistake. The fish fairy is indeed the orthodox heir of Sifan Dongtian. However, Sifan Aquarium is divided into two factions. Among them, the faction led by the mackerel has always supported the illusionist Qixi Festival, rather than being under the jurisdiction of the fish fairy..."

"Ha? This, this is why..." When I was so frustrated, can't these strange aquariums close the door and solve them well if they have internal conflicts? Why do you have to involve the people on their land? Halfway through the intervention, it's really difficult to retreat now.

"In the final analysis, it was because Sifan Dongtian's mackerel suffered from a strange disease that could not make a sound a few years ago, and there was nothing he could do to find famous doctors in the South China Sea. Qixi claimed that as long as the mackerel helped her depose the fish fairy, she could restore the voice of the mackerel.

After listening to the explanation of the Qingyu case, Yao Ling could understand why Xuanqing looked resentful. A group of nosy people put down the Qixi Festival, and the hope of the mackerel clan to recover their voice failed again. It's strange that she is not angry. However, as a Sifan Dongtian Aquarium, she was deceived and usurped by foreigners. It is fortunate that she can escape her life. How can she be qualified to pretend to be someone else who harmed her?

Forget it, help people to the end. There are many talents in all aspects among the six princes. Mr. Nan Ge is a good man who is proficient in medicine and sound illusion. He can meet him and accumulate virtue in his previous life!

"What about Mr. Nange? Mr. Nan Ge always has a forensic doctor, right?

"Whish or not depends on the bowl of medicine just now." There is no more to say about the Qingyu case. She has to look at Xuanqing taking the medicine three times a day. If the medicine doesn't work, it will cause any disturbance caused by the mackerel. The sixth son is too guilty this time.

In fact, it's not what Mr. Six did wrong at all... It's Hua Shen who caused trouble to the killer of Qixi Festival! If the mertleman is angry, just let her apologize with death. It has nothing to do with others!

Yao Lingqi jumped into the hanging basket, but his shoulder was held down by one person. It turned out to be Xiao Fengchuan. He had been waiting here for the distant spirit to come out and didn't leave.

"What are you doing?" Yao Ling was so impatient that he shook off Fengchuan's hand and pointed to his nose and said, "Go out. The lifting basket is already so small that I don't want to squeeze with you."

- But he was still squeezed in by his shame. Yao Ling continued to ignore him. Shit, shit, why is it this kind of scene of two people alone? There is a purple light mist flowing outside the lifting basket, and others can't see the situation inside from the outside. Xiao Fengchuan should not want it again...

"Yao Ling, I heard that the venue of the Silver Umbrella Ball has been arranged. Don't you want to see it?"

Xiao Fengchuan leaned against the fish bone railing, and his innocent smile made Yaoling full of vigilance. If this guy rushes over later, she will kick him down!

"I..." Yao Ling was not in the mood to answer Xiao Fengchuan at all. Looking at Xiao Fengchuan's indifferent appearance, he always felt that he had something to say. Every time my brain is confused, I am taken advantage of by him. This time, I must be sober, sober, and then sober--

Like the cool wind on the sea, his breath came to his face. When I noticed that it was time to dodge, my chin had been raised and gently pinched by Xiao Fengchuan's fingers:

His slightly locked eyebrows and ambiguous lips swirled into the distant vision:

"Diao Dementia, when will you marry me?"