Gan Tian and Duke Zhen Huan have been friends for many years, and this is the first time he has seen such a panicked expression on his face.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to continue explaining, but when he glanced at the red rope that was not fluctuating in his hands, he shut up again, looking a little annoyed.

He was amused and Gan Tian spoke very righteously: "Immortal Yan Cha doesn't know that Duke Huan likes to raise divine beasts the most. This beast is indeed what he raised, called Kongsang, and can change the art."

Yan Cha looked at Kong Sang in surprise, then smiled: "It's the little fairy who has little knowledge, so please don't blame him."

Duke Zhen Huan waved his hand with a cold face: "I'm not blaming you."

Isn't this a strange thing? Yan Cha covered the hot red rope on his wrist and looked at him in confusion.

"I was in a bad mood because of something else." I explained in a tough voice, and Duke Zhen Huan turned his head, "The rope is unnecessary. After your father goes into seclusion, you might as well take it."

Immortal couples will wear red ropes. Even if they are in harmony with each other's appearance, they will use it to sense the other person's intentions and situation. No one will directly ask the immortal couple to remove the rope, which would be too harmful to the face.

However, after Duke Zhen Huan said that Yan Cha did not object, and smiled and bent his knees and responded: "Okay."

Gan Tian was shocked.

The Supreme God of Chu Yuan came soon. Duke Zhen Huan swept away his previous depression, received Chu Yuan very gently, and took him around to check. The two got along very well, and even had dinner in Shangjia Palace.

After drinking a few cups of nectar, Chu Yuan sent Yan Cha away and looked at Zhen Huan Gong with drunken eyes and said, "My daughter is sensible, there is nothing you need to worry about, but sometimes she is too sensible, you have to feel more sorry for her."

Duke Zhen Huan agreed without saying a word and poured wine for Chu Yuan.

But, looking at the flowing nectar, he felt a little angry. Yan Cha was still sensible? If she was serious, she shouldn't have taken the initiative to hook him up and pretended to be careless. She even controlled her own mood well, as if she was here to plot against him.

The dinner was very enjoyable. Before leaving, Chu Yuan held Yan Cha's hand and placed it in the palm of Duke Zhen Huan's hand.

"I have been in seclusion for hundreds of years, so you must live a good life."

"Don't worry, Father." Yan Cha smiled, "The Supreme God will not let me be bullied."

"Okay, okay!" Nodded repeatedly, Chu Yuan drove to Xianshan with satisfaction.

The two of them separated the moment his figure disappeared.

Duke Zhenhuan looked at the person beside him with a straight face. Yan Cha felt a little embarrassed and nodded to him at a loss: "Thank you, God."

With a snorting, Duke Zhen Huan turned his head and returned to the main hall.

Yan Cha stood at the door, a little confused. Did she mess with him today? Thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with it, right?

The red rope on his wrist was still hot, and Yan Cha suddenly remembered Duke Zhen Huan's request, and quickly untied the rope, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in a sleeve bag.

The two of them had no banquets for the fairy couple, nor did they send letters to the major fairy sects. Therefore, when everyone suddenly discovered that there was an extra female fairy on the Shangjia Palace, they subconsciously felt that it was a private relationship.

"The atmosphere in the sky is becoming more and more open. It is also amazing to see whoever moves directly to the palace."

"Who said no, but Duke Zhen Huan is indeed liked. Among the five immortal sects, he is the last person in power to ascend to the top god. However, he is a good person to do things quickly and improve his cultivation quickly. If I am a female fairy, I will also love him."

The gossip was a bit bad, but Yan Cha didn't care. He went in and out of his left ear and gave Duke Zhen Huan three meals a day.

Unfortunately, Duke Huan went out to do business and it sounded so full of ears.

He was a little annoyed.

Even if Yan Cha is like a chef, he only knows how to deliver food to him, and his words in one day are only more than five sentences. But he is still a person who has drunk water for marriage with him. No matter how far apart his relationship is, he is under the same roof. How can he slander people like this?

So when he returned to Shangjia Palace, he wandered to the side hall.

"God of God?" Yan Cha was making a robe. When he saw him coming, he was a little surprised, "But what snack should I eat?"

"I am not a messenger of the altar, why do I eat so much?" He rolled his eyes in anger, and duke Huan sat down on the stool beside her and glanced at the robe in her hand.

The men's long gown is exactly the color of his favorite indigo cyan.

A hint of joy appeared on the tip of his eyebrows, and he cleared his throat and his tone was eased a little: "When the Xihai business is finished, I want to hold a banquet in Shangjia Palace."

Yan Cha nodded obediently: "What kind of dishes are needed by the gods? Just inform Xiaoxian in advance."

Duke Huan was choking and laughed and cried: "It's not that you want you to cook, it's that you want you to attend."

Yan Cha blinked in confusion.

"You and I have made a fairy couple and have never told you that although they are fake phoenixes and phoenixes, they are related to your reputation. It is nothing to do with a banquet."

A little moved in his heart, Yan Cha was very surprised.

In her impression, Duke Huan didn't like her very much. When he went to deliver food to him every day, his face was not very good-looking. Even if she tried to talk as little as possible, he would still be unhappy if she put down the food and left.

She thought he was determined to draw a line with her, but she never thought that he would hold a banquet for her reputation.

This man doesn't seem to be as vicious and unreasonable as he looks.

With his eyebrows bent, Yan Cha nodded: "Thank you, God."

She thought about it, but felt embarrassed, and quickly added: "When this dress is finished, Xiaoxian will make a robe for the god? Although it cannot be compared to the delicate changes, it is better to maintain it without consuming the power of immortality."

"That's good... wait." Duke Zhen Huan suddenly looked at the robe in her hand and narrowed his eyes, "Who is this for?"

"For the eldest brother." Yan Cha explained with a smile, "The eldest brother has encountered a fight recently, and his robes are broken quickly. He specially bought materials from the mortal world and asked me to make some of them for him."

His face suddenly sank. Duke Zhen Huan looked at the robe coldly, and his tone was unkind: "He has no fairy partner, so he will come to call me."

Yan Cha's heart was thrilled when he heard the last three words, and her face felt a little hot. She hurriedly suppressed her, for fear of making this person unhappy, so she tried to calmly say: "It's just a matter of a simple task, after all, they are brothers and sisters of the same school, so this little thing is nothing."

After a pause, she said again: "If the Supreme God likes it, I will make a few more for you."

"Not rare." He stood up with his sleeves, turned his head and left, "If you like to do it for him, do more."

Angry again.

Yan Cha was shocked and scratched his earlobe with some worries. Duke Zhen Huan is actually a good god, but he has a bad temper and gets angry at all times. She is not familiar with him and doesn't know how to persuade him.

"It hurts your body if you are angry." Looking at his back as he walked away, Yan Cha picked up the robe in his hand and continued to hum a small song and embroider the bamboo leaves.
Chapter completed!