Immortal Father
Chapter 774 - 774 270 The Yellow Emperor's Hidden Worries_3

774: Chapter 270: The Yellow Emperor’s Hidden Worries_3 774: Chapter 270: The Yellow Emperor’s Hidden Worries_3 Ningning Mu’s peach-blossom eyes could not conceal her disappointment, but she immediately hid these feelings and said softly, “I wonder when I will be able to help him.”

“Right,” Li Dazhi hugged the food box in his arms, “Before leaving, Ping’an packed two bowls of dumplings for me to bring to Your Majesty for a taste.

Ping’an also said that since you have just reshaped your spiritual body, you should eat some mortal food, not forgetting the commonality of the Human Race, nor the gratitude they feel towards Your Majesty for creating them.”

“Yes, let me do it.”

Ningning Mu responded softly, carefully took the food box, and knelt down behind a low table, beginning to busy herself with her head bowed.

The Holy Mother smiled with her eyes narrowed, leisurely observing the scene below, her gaze continuously drifting towards the corner, to the beautiful girl who seemed to be reading intently.

Interesting.

The Holy Mother said with a smile, “Summon, grant the Heavenly Emperor and his consort a seat.”

“Thank you, Holy Mother,”

Li Dazhi bowed his head with Xiaoyue and paid their respects.

With a gentle voice, the Holy Mother said, “Grand Wealth Immortal, I was just discussing with your daughter-in-law whether we should take this opportunity during the grand assembly at the Holy Mother Palace to hold a grand wedding ceremony for them both.”

Li Dazhi said, “Ah, this, whatever you decide will be fine.”

“This matter should be discussed with your thoughts as the Heavenly Emperor father.”

“This…”

Li Dazhi pondered carefully and said seriously:

“If you ask me, I do understand my son.

The Heavenly Court is not yet fully established, and he probably does not have such a mindset.

“However, rest assured Your Majesty, Ningning is already a daughter-in-law of our Li family.

Our family would go through fire and water but dare not let her suffer the slightest grievance.

“For this grand assembly, Ningning and Ping’an should also come and go together, inseparable as shadows.”

“That’s what I was thinking too.”

The Holy Mother gently sniffed:

“My idol has had such offerings before, and now that I’ve smelled them today, they actually seem quite delicious.”

Ningning Mu was about to take the dumplings out of the pot.

The Holy Mother said, “Let me taste just two, as these were specially made by Ping’an for you, his legitimate wife.

You must eat them all later.”

“One bowl, six pieces,” Li Dazhi muttered softly, “there’s a meaning to that number, six-six represents great luck, wishing for everything to go smoothly.”

Ningning Mu smiled with pursed lips, her pretty face blushing even more.

Soon after, she and the Holy Mother tasted the dumplings together.

Li Dazhi sighed with relief.

Although he didn’t know what had happened here, he felt as if…

something had already occurred.

Suddenly, the Holy Mother said, “Ningning, that Immortal in the corner is tired from reading.

That soup looks good—serve her a bowl.”

“There’s no need.”

Zi Yao Xianzi’s voice was somewhat uncontrollably cold:

“I am following your orders, Your Majesty, by reading the scriptures; I should not eat or drink right now.”

Ningning Mu blinked, then turned to look at the figure of Zi Yao Xianzi.

The Holy Mother looked on with interest at Ningning Mu.

Ningning Mu said softly, “Since it is a gift from the Holy Mother, it would be improper for this Daoist friend to decline.”

Zi Yao looked up at Ningning Mu, her expression changing slightly.

Li Dazhi suddenly realized something.

He coughed and said, “Your Majesty, I have brought some food ingredients, and there’s no need for the maids to just have soup.

How about I make some dumplings for them right here?”

The Holy Mother nodded with a smile, “They are indeed in for a treat today.”

Li Dazhi gave a meaningful look to Xiaoyue, who quickly went over to Ningning Mu’s side.

Ningning Mu and Zi Yao exchanged silent glances across a distance of dozens of feet.

A gentle smile bloomed at the corners of Ningning Mu’s mouth, and after bowing to Zi Yao, she and Xiaoyue began to busily make dumplings, laughing and chatting about the recent happenings in the Casting Cloud Sect.

Li Dazhi looked up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Who was this Zi Yao?

Targeted by the Holy Mother and also related to Ningning…

wasn’t this pointing directly at Ping’an’s side?

Good heavens, was it about to be a fight in Ping’an’s harem even before he officially assumed the throne?

Should he join the fray on the pretext of [not forgetting one’s father after getting a wife]?

That really…

‘Ping’an, this is something dad really can’t help you with, you’ll have to figure it out on your own.’

That day, Li Dazhi made several pots of dumplings, left several treasuries of precious wealth with Ningning Mu to be used for networking at the Holy Mother Palace, and then hastily took his leave with Xiaoyue.

Halfway through, he sent a message to Li Ping’an.

[Be careful, there’s an Immortal in Holy Mother Palace named Zi Yao, she’s very beautiful but quite strange.]

Unfortunately, Li Ping’an was too far from the main world, so the Jade Talisman self-destructed, and the spiritual power was not sufficient to deliver all the text into his hands.

…

A few days later.

On a fast-moving sword sheath.

Li Ping’an looked at the Jade Talisman in his hand, along with the eight big characters that appeared on it, his forehead full of question marks.

[Be careful, Holy Mother Palace…

Zi…

Xianzi].

What’s this about?

A spy from the Demon Race?

Is the Left Commander planning something?

Li Ping’an rubbed his nose and could already hear the advance warning from Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.

“The Dragon Ancestral Realm is just ahead; keep your qi concealed, and stop all Dao Charm at the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

As usual, I, Xiong Batian, will be the senior, and you, Xiong Er, will be the junior!

Time for a change of face!”

Li Ping’an nodded with a smile, took out a half-mask to cover his face, and from his sleeve came the muttering of Guiling.

“Stinky cousin, you’re not taking me along!

Just wait, I’ll make trouble for you!”