"You just thought you should go pay respects to your elders?"

Yan'er naturally had no objection to him going to see his master.

"Go quickly, I will keep an eye on Banxia, ​​but you have to come back soon..."

Her last words became softer again, as if she was too embarrassed to show that she didn't want to be separated from Zhao Cuo, so she turned her head calmly.

"I won't keep you waiting too long."

The young master felt guilty.

"Isn't the hot spring on Dosan famous?"

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Madam Yan's long, silky hair.

"I'll accompany you to a bath in a while, okay? Of course it doesn't matter if you don't agree."

"You're a slut? Yan'er didn't say that I wanted to take a bath with you, so don't be so sentimental here."

Xiao Yan'er snorted, turned her head and tossed her hair childishly, not looking like a mature woman at all.

"It's not up to you. When I come back, I will help you clean yourself first."

Zhao made a threatening declaration.

"I want to tell Master!"

Yan'er puffed up her cheeks cutely.

Zhao Cuo smiled and rubbed her soft face.

He then didn't waste any more time, turned around and left the room, heading towards the main hall of the Immortal Palace.

'Xiaobiezhi said she would go back to Beijing that day, but she didn't leave at all, right? She came to Beijing with me the day before yesterday...'

Zhao Cuo walked on the long corridor in the misty mist, his hands clenched and unclenched unconsciously, and his longing for Chubiezhi grew stronger in his heart.

She never left, but she didn't see him for two months. Did she really want to end it?

Should the two keep their distance temporarily to make rational choices...

"The Imperial Preceptor doesn't see me, maybe because he wants to be separated for a while. Should I also endure it?"

General Zhao hesitated and arrived outside the main hall. The majestic palace door was closed tightly. This was the place where the Imperial Master of Dayu was cultivating.

He raised his hand to knock on the door, but before his knuckles touched the door panel, he put his hand down again.

Is it possible that the people in the palace don't know that he is outside the door?

"Don't want to see me?"

Zhao Thief was undecided for a moment.

He also felt that he should not pursue the little national master step by step.

Admittedly, he had the guts to just push the door open and break in, but he didn't want to really make her feel like she was being forced to breathe.

"I'll come back to see the Imperial Master another day..."

Zhao Cuo spoke softly.

As he spoke, he also took out the gift he had prepared.

Xiaobiezhi doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes sweets, so he has a team of chefs specializing in desserts in his house.

"I invited several famous chefs from the south. One of them makes mung bean cake very well. Please try it."

The young master leaned over and was about to place a brocade box on the ground outside the palace.

"Um?"

He was suddenly stunned.

The box in my hand was unstable just a finger above the ground.

It seemed like there was some kind of support on the ground that prevented him from placing the thing flat, even if he put it in another position.

"Don't you want the cakes I brought specially for you?"

Thief Zhao still doesn't understand.

He had an angry look on his face, but there was a hint of smile in his eyes, but it was hidden again in an instant.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and started to go back the way he came, without looking back, as if his heart was broken, and he continued to read.

"As long as you don't care about it, I'll go to Yan'er and I won't bring you any delicious food again!"

Zhao Cuo only took a few steps and hit a wall again.

He suddenly hit an invisible wall.

How could a man be trapped in a dilemma? He turned around and pushed the palace door open.

"How dare you trespass on my secret cultivation place?"

A cold question came.

I saw a jade bed in the center of the empty hall.

On the soft jade incense couch, a mature and beautiful banished immortal wearing a colorful fairy skirt sat cross-legged, her beauty looming in the clear clouds and mist.

"Master Imperial Master... I haven't seen you for a long time."

The young father-in-law had a gentle smile on his face.

"You are cruel enough to let me bear the pain of lovesickness alone."

He also understood from his experience outside the palace just now that Xiaobiezhi still wanted to see him, so he no longer had any scruples.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I will accept the things for now and you can go out."

The Grand Imperial Master in the light mist closed his beautiful eyes.

"Not leaving."

Zhao Thief closed the door with his backhand.

He walked straight towards the jade bed in front.

The relationship between Master Chu and him was as simple as mine. If he hadn't known what she cared about, he wouldn't have cared about it just now.

"If you dare to step forward and cross the thunder pool again, I will not let you go!"

Her tone became stern.

"No one will come to save you even if you scream."

Zhao Cuo snorted lightly. He had already arrived in front of the bed and climbed up unceremoniously.

At this time, the small branch has returned to its original appearance from the state in the south.

Her plump figure is actually even more amazing than Yan'er.

'As expected of the Dao Sect's female swordswoman...'

The young father-in-law blinked.

The body of the Imperial Master does not look charming at all.

She has an ethereal fairy aura, which also forms a strong contrast with the exaggerated curves at the front and back, making people want to see her fall into the mortal world.

"If you push yourself too far, don't blame me for being ruthless. I will stab you to death with one sword."

Chu Biezhi still scolded him with his eyes closed.

"You don't even want to look at me?"

Seeing her sitting calmly with her eyes closed, Zhao Thief also had bad thoughts.

"I don't care, but I'd better use the pastries I brought you as soon as possible. They won't taste good if they're kept for a long time."

He put the food box in his hand aside, opened the lid, and the sweet aroma immediately poured out.

"Leave it alone, you can go out, I have my own hands."

The young national master still said without raising his eyes.

She looked like she was surrounded by some inner demon enemy.

Zhao Cuo felt funny in his heart, so naturally he would not listen to her, but took it upon himself to pick up a piece of delicate mung bean cake.

"Let me give you a piece, please be obedient, ah~"

He brought the cake to the fairy's mouth.

"Disrespectful person..."

The Imperial Master read him a sentence.

"Don't you want to eat? I'm not leaving either, but you don't want Yan'er to come over soon."

He said with an unchanging smile, there was no need to worry about being discovered, Yan'er couldn't hide from the perception of the person who raised the fire.

Chu Biezhi felt the fragrant breath in front of her lips, and reluctantly opened her red mouth with an expressionless face, accepting his feeding.
To be continued...